brush!
The stature passed by like a ghost, the clouded leopard had deceived into the temple warrior who used the spear, and the mob screamed and speared out a spear.
The clouded leopard turned away and turned into a vague stream of shadows. It quickly deceived, and when it approached the violent clan, it blasted a hundred and twenty-eight punches to maximize the effect of the violent potion, if it were not strong. The effective recovery potion resisted, and this wild punch alone could shatter his own arm.
The mob knew it was bad, he had no time to return the spear to block, so he could only abandon the spear and retreat quickly, and at the same time, he shot back out of the sky and palm wind.
The palms of the fists intersect, bursting out waves of vigor, rippling like water ripples.
The mob was as fast as a ghost, retreating fast, but the leopard was faster than him, always sticking to him firmly, constantly punching.
So after hearing a series of bangs, the mob had no idea how many punches had been taken in the process of retreating.
Until a savage punch hit him and a blow knocked him out, the violent tribe was in the air, uttering a screaming scream.
The totem pattern on his body flashed wildly, and he couldn't stand the stormy attack. He was beaten and vomited blood.
The mob couldn't believe that he would lose to the opponent in terms of strength and speed. The unbelievers flew up, shaking his arms, creating a thousand phantoms, and blasting against the clouded leopard.
The next moment the two flew upside down at the same time, each wounded.
It was just that Cloud Leopard turned over and jumped up as soon as he landed. The strong defense and recovery abilities brought to him by the steel potions and advanced recovery potions made him completely ignore the damage he had just received, and once again rushed towards the temple warrior.
The temple warrior finally knew that something was wrong, and after another gulp of blood, he ran towards the back with his feet pulled out.
The clouded leopard chased after all. Until now, the formation has gradually become disorganized, and both sides have begun to deviate from their positions. Clouded Leopard has completely given up on defensive responsibilities, and desperately wants to kill each other.
He Yuandong found the temple warrior who was fighting against Tang Ming.
Having resisted the temple warrior alone for a long time, Tang Ming was also under a lot of pressure. Finally, He Yuandong's timely take over, let him be freed.
Boom boom boom boom!
He Yuandong, who had just taken over, blasted his blazing fist, and with every punch he threw out waves of fire, unstoppable.
The temple warrior's fierce face showed a hideous look, he raised his thunderous roar to the sky, fisted the void, and smashed pieces of air vortex.
With an incredible arrogance, the temple warrior blasted out a wave of shattering dust.
Suddenly his left hand raised a dazzling halo, and cut to He Yuandong's neck.
In the Ambilight, what is flying is the brilliance.
He Yuandong stretched his arms, and the blood of the blazing flame beast urged to the extreme, like a red sun releasing a bright light.
This halo could not be cut.
Only then did I see that the one held in the opponent's hand was a streamer sword that was as thin as a piece of paper.
He Yuandong did not expect that the mob, which has always been violent as mad, would even use such insidious weapons.
The sword only stagnated for a short time, and then it cut away the afterglow of the fiery sun and slashed He Yuandong's body.
flutter!
The blood spattered, bringing up a flutter of iridescence.
The icy eyes lit up with bloody murderous intent, and the streamer sword swung again, piercing He Yuandong's heart.
In the endless flames, this cold light swam deadly and viciously, and He Yuandong could not dodge it.
He put all his strength together and closed his palms.
Snapped!
Clamping the saber, the blade of the saber stayed one inch on He Yuandong's chest.
In the next moment, the totem pattern of the temple warrior's whole body lit up, and a violent wave of force suddenly surged, and the temple warrior's arms suddenly made a big punch.
The sudden increase in strength caught He Yuandong by surprise.
flutter!
The tip of the blade has penetrated into He Yuandong's body.
"Wow!" He Yuandong let out a scream that shattered the world, focusing all his strength on his arms.
However, the sword still stabbed bit by bit, slowly pushing into his heart.
"You are dead!" The temple warrior screamed triumphantly.
Just when he was about to pierce He Yuandong's heart thoroughly with a war knife.
boom!
A long, snow-colored dragon hit him in the face suddenly, smashing him away fiercely. This Xuelong attack was so fierce that it exploded his entire face.
He Yuandong withdrew his hands, the streamer sword flew up, and a spring of blood burst out from his chest. He Yuandong didn't even look at it, grabbed the knife with one hand, and slashed vigorously.
brush!
The temple warrior shook his body, and finally fell in half.
Looking back, Tang Ming was looking at himself.
He proudly said: "Don't thank me."
"Fart boy." He Yuandong shook his head helplessly.
His legs were soft, and he was unable to sit down with his chest.
Compared with He Yuandong, the wind is different, the clouded leopard is facing the temple warriors, the strong in the mob, the Shen brothers are the opposite.
These two brothers are obviously powerful, but they are looking for the weak to start, and they are also looking for the bullies who are alone. They are simply shameless models.
Just as a mob rushed over, a flower in front of him saw two figures flashing past.
I haven't realized what's going on, people have already flew up.
Pressing his two palms on his chest, the power that was originally doubled was added again, which was equivalent to four times the strength, but he still endured two at the same time and beat the violent clan to pieces on the spot.
The mob roared and swung his battle axe, and this was his only shot. The two brothers wiping the battle axe like ghosts and passing by, and pressing the mob's forehead with one palm and one palm.
Click.
The mob's head was already split, and even the brains flowed out.
Two shots killed!
Stopped, the two brothers have quickly gone to find the next target.
Although this kind of tactics is shameless, it is undoubtedly the most efficient. In just a moment, as many as four mobs died in the hands of the two brothers. If it weren't for two powerful mobs desperately entangled the two brothers, they would continue to kill. But even so, these two mobsters are destined to die soon.
With the use of the five groups of medicines, the human side can be said to have a great advantage in an instant.
The three temples were suppressed, and the Shen brothers succeeded again and again. One after another, the human race finally established an advantage. The next thing to do is to transform the advantage into a victory.
However, Su Chen's eyes didn't see a trace of color.
He was still looking around, looking for something.
Danba!
There was no Danba among the mob that rushed up.
This violent warrior who had successfully calculated Su Chen once did not appear from beginning to end.
This made Su Chen feel an inexplicable heart palpitation.
He didn't know what Danba was brewing, but as long as he didn't show up, Su Chen didn't think he had embraced victory.
His eyes flicked around, hoping to find Danba.
Su Chen suddenly felt something.
He looked back and saw a man standing in front of the laboratory door, looking at himself coldly.
He looked at Su Chen's eyes, cold, dead, and full of hatred.
Su Chen realized something suddenly and shouted, "No!"
Danba has turned around and punched the laboratory!