The Ten-Winged Angel is already at the end of the fight and can be easily killed. It would be a pity to let her run away like this.
A group of people were chasing after him, and Su Luo's speed skyrocketed, chasing closely behind the ten-winged angel.
The Ten-Winged Angel originally still retained the last point of strength. Although the shoulder was fatally wounded, the speed was still very fast, almost keeping pace with Su Luo.
A cold light flashed in Su Luo's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became colder: "Want to escape? Let's see where you can escape!"
There were sparse blood beads on the ground, which gave Su Luo a good hint of the direction of the ten-winged angel.
And Su Luo believed that with the ten-winged angel's remaining physical strength, she couldn't run very far.
"If you want to run, you need to have strength. Now her strength is probably only able to support a stick of incense." Su Luo muttered to herself, feeling a little relaxed.
However, what Su Luo never imagined was that things turned upside down.
Ahead, the ten-winged angel was indeed lying in a pool of blood, her heart was slightly ups and downs, and it was obvious that she was not completely dead.
And around her, there were a group of people.
There are about seven or eight people in this group, and they are not very young. They are about seventeen or eighteen years old. The oldest man seems to be in his twenties.
Su Luo took a rough look and found that these young men and women were handsome and arrogant, and their strength was actually good.
At this moment, the leading man was pulling out the Chengying Sword in the hands of the ten-winged angel, looking at the sword for a while, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's a good sword, yes, I have accepted it. "
Everyone else looked at him enviously, but no one raised any objection. It was obvious that he had a very high status among the crowd.
"I picked up a good sword, and I picked up a ten-winged angel, hahaha, today's luck is really good." Quan Ziqing's slightly gloomy eagle nose twitched slightly, and the smugness in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.
"Senior brother, you said you are a ten-winged angel? Impossible? You only have six wings."
"Stupid, didn't you see the break marks of the wound? These four breaks are obviously the other four wings." Quan Ziqing stroked his chin, thoughtfully, "I don't know who has this ability. , it's rare!"
"Senior brother, ten-winged angel, does it mean ten points?"
"Stupid!" Quan Zi smiled coldly, "You can see the feathers on her forehead, you can see clearly."
"Oh my god! Are these goose-yellow feathers a mutated ten-winged angel? I'll wipe it!"
As soon as I heard that it was a ten-winged angel who had mutated, the entire team became even more excited.
You must know that for the ten-winged angel that mutated, the previous points are all accumulated, and the total points will not be given until the last ten-winged angel is killed.
"That is to say, this ten-winged angel has thirty original points!!!"
"Senior brother is holding a silver medal, and the points for a silver medal are doubled!"
"That's right, in this way, this ten-winged angel is worth 60 points! I'll wipe it!"
Immediately, the entire team was talking a lot, all with joy on their faces, excitedly gearing up, and almost unable to control themselves.
Quan Ziqing didn't get carried away by the excitement. He touched his chin and said in a low voice, "It's not an ordinary person to be able to maim the ten-winged angel to such a degree..."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, and then panicked again!