"Boom!" was nailed to the ground by a sharp arrow through his left eye, like a mountain collapsing, making a loud noise.

Well, this is the third lore. Succeed.

The moment Jiaocai collapsed, the entire battlefield fell silent. Whether it was Fang Wu and the others, or the remaining Jiao Clan, they all showed expressions of disbelief. Jiaocai, a RMB player who couldn't hold it, was forced to shoot his head with an arrow by a few poor people.

It turns out that there is also spring in poverty.

Grunt......

The scene was filled with the sound of throat rolling and swallowing saliva. Stimulus, stimulus with a capital letter.

"The ancestors and the ancestors are above, and they actually killed a foundation building peak. ”

"Even that black armor didn't stop them, it's amazing!"

"Especially the one who used the knife, is the condensation period now so violent?"

......

After the heart-wrenching silence, there was a sudden outburst of hustle and bustle, and several warriors of the Pingluan tribe looked excited, and as soon as Jiao Cai died, the form was reversed in an instant. Grandchildren of the Horn Clan, come, Grandpa will teach you how to behave.

I'm sorry, but they're horns, and no matter how much they teach, they can't become humans.

Oh, then go die.

"It's not a hallucination, is it?"

"Ahh

"It doesn't seem to be a hallucination. Fang Wu looked at the Horn Clan who had been pierced through the heart by his own sword and muttered.

This method of proving that it is not an illusion is amazing, it is simply monkey Sailei.

Fang Wu was frightened by Mu Sen and the others again, he himself was in the middle stage of foundation building, and he had a brief fight with Jiaocai at the beginning, and as a result, he was abused as a dog, so he knew that Jiaocai was terrible. If it weren't for the cat-and-mouse game they were playing, they would have become scum a long time ago.

But what did he see now?

Jiaocai was annoyed and angry and showed off his equipment, but he was still shot in the head with an arrow, and he couldn't die anymore. Not to mention the combat effectiveness of these people, the seamless cooperation of that day alone is terrifying, one link after another, killing the horns and the stars. Gotta give it a thumbs up.

"Big brother, they're so fierce!"

"Big brother, they're so fierce!+1"

"Big brother, they're so fierce!+2"

......

The warriors of the Pingluan tribe who came back to their senses shouted at Fang Wu one after another. Sure enough, it is a tribe of people, and even the praise people are the same. Do you dare to change the word?

"Kill me!" Fang Wu's eyes were flushed, and his murderous aura seemed to penetrate the heavens and the earth. The main reason is that it is too heart-wrenching, Mu Sen and several of them have even overturned the head of the peak of foundation building, and they are still entangled with a group of minions on their side, and this face is simply lost.

"Kill!"

"Fuck the bastards!"

"Let them see the wrath of our lords!"

The warriors of the Pingluan tribe all felt Fang Wu's anger, as the leader of the younger generation of the tribe, he was turned into a dog by the hundred tribes within a few days of entering the secret realm, and finally had to rely on other candidates to rescue him, it was just a thick heart, it was strange if the eldest brother was not angry!

Everyone looked at the rest of the horned clans, their eyes were on fire, and the momentum of their bodies was rising. Prepare for the wrath of the Plains, you bastards.

Sometimes, the fight is nothing more than a blow. As soon as Jiaocai died, everyone in Pingluan was greatly invigorated. Even your heads have been killed, what else do you miscellaneous fish have to run amok about? Wash your necks and wait!

On the other hand, the horns watched their heads being killed, and the impact caused them to lose all their bravery. Wolves can be feared by tigers, they are cooperative, they are cruel and bloodthirsty. But when a pack loses its head, they quickly fall back into collapse. And the horned people who have lost their horns are like wolves that have lost their head wolves, they are hesitant, shocked, and overwhelmed......

When the people in Pingluan rushed towards them like tigers descending from the mountain, there was a trace of hesitation and confusion in their eyes. In close combat, although these horned clans still exuded surging spiritual power, they lacked a trace of ruthlessness and killing intent.

The battle that should have happened will not change due to the mood of the horn clan, and the scene will still be crazy and killing. After solving the angle mining, Wang Jianluo and Leng Nan Huaiyun had no distracting thoughts, and the two of them crossed the river like raptors, and everywhere they went, people turned over on their backs.

"Are you okay?" Li Huairuo said, holding the pale Mu Sen. Seeing that Leng Nan Huaiyun, Wang Jianluo, and Fang Wu and their party were so violent, Li Huairuo didn't make another move, the meat was all eaten by himself, so he had to leave them a soup to drink, not to mention that Wei Ling was still bending his bow and arrows on the side, ready to snipe at any time.

Mu Sen looked at Li Huairuo with affectionate eyes, and the meaning was obvious: "Do you think I'm fine?"

Li Huairuo nodded silently, and the atmosphere was very solid.

"What do you want?"

"Don't worry, I'll burn paper for you during the New Year's holidays. ”

"You will live forever in our hearts. ”

Li Huairuo's face was sad, and he said with red eyes.

Mu Sen wanted to jump up, and then give this little bastard two punches, so that he knew why Ma Wang Ye had three eyes. It's a pity that he has the intention to kill the thief and has no power to return to heaven. The last Chang'an 4.5 knife almost hollowed out his body, and now he is a weak chicken at all.

"I feel like I can salvage it again. Mu Sen spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said weakly. His eyes were like bright stars, looking at Li Huairuo with a twinkle.

You can't.

No, your uncle, is there anything that can't be solved by a single Erdan?

Mu Sen trembled and took out a Du Erdan from the Qiankun Ring, and then stuffed it into his mouth. Suddenly, a chill melted in his mouth, and then it flowed down his throat, slowly repairing his battered meridians.

The corners of Mu Sen's eyes suddenly became a little moist, and according to this frequency of injury, no amount of Erdan was enough for himself. I know how people can float in the rivers and lakes without being stabbed, but I don't know who will always have a knife stuck in their bodies when they are floating in the rivers and lakes. It's thirty-two times.

The corners of Fang Wu's eyes were also a little moist, and finally the serf turned over and sang, it was not easy, it was not easy to capitalize. The Horns, who had lost their heads, began to flee after a brief but not very violent resistance.

"Haha, happy!" Fang Wu laughed loudly. The rout of the Horn Clan seemed to dispel the unhappiness in his heart, and the long sword in his hand flickered and shone, and all the moves were soul-consuming.

Poor Kou Mo chased, not because they would fight back to the death, but because all the horns who escaped from the battle circle were shot in the head by Wei Ling. Well, none of them escaped, it's just spicy and handsome!

When the last horn clan was smashed by Wang Jianluo's punch, everyone let out a cheer. Then, the original state of high morale and death-defying home instantly turned into a sensational wail.

"I wipe, my hand is unconscious, is it broken?"

"Who's going to help me look at the wound on my butt?"

"My eyes seem to be out of sight. ”

......

Hearing everyone's wails, Fang Wu's face was a little dark, could he pay attention to his image in front of outsiders? It's really a shame.

"Ahem, cough ......" The cough from the eldest brother finally reminded everyone that there were still others present. So everyone instantly restored the image of an iron-blooded tough guy. Well, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

"Fang Wu of the Pingluan tribe thanks you for saving your lives, but in the future, if you are sent, you will not give up!" Fang Wu came to Mu Sen and the others and said with his fists clenched.

"Fang Yang of the Pingluan tribe. ”

"Fang Ping. ”

"Fang Yong. ”

"Founder. ”

"Fang Lei. ”

"Fang Hong. ”

"Thank you for saving your life, but if you are sent, you will never give up!" Their eyes are clear and firm, and the wild man never promises easily, but as long as he promises, he will not change his money.

"Haha, we will all be classmates in the future, why are you so serious?" Mu Sen strongly propped up his body that had not yet healed and hugged his fists in response, and Wei Ling and the others also returned the salute with fists.

"Why don't we have a drink together?" Well, now that we are carrying guns together, we will be classmates in the future, and this relationship is heart-piercing, and we must celebrate.