But with the physical quality of her bloodline awakening and her tenacious dantian, Su Luo could leapfrog her to fight.
Therefore, the combined combat power of these ten people was not enough for Su Luo to kill.
And at this time, the other party gave a cold smile: "Gong Xibiao! You're not going to be caught until now?!"
Gong Xibiao, the uncle Biao as the young man called him, saw him with a cold smile: "You can capture it with your hands? Just a few of you? Be your mother's Spring and Autumn Dream!"
Uncle Biao raised the battle axe in his hand, and a member of the Gongxi family was split into two.
But Uncle Biao himself did not benefit, because a member of the Gongxi family, the diamond thorn in his hand directly penetrated Uncle Biao's abdomen and passed through!
Well!
Uncle Biao's painful soybean-like sweat rolled down!
At this moment, the group of Gongxi family seized the opportunity and pointed their weapons at Uncle Biao.
puff!
puff puff!
Puff puff puff!
Ice Soul Sword, Snowflake Sword, Bafang Pestle... Seven or eight weapons all pierced Uncle Biao's body!
Uncle Biao's face turned pale for a moment, and his body instantly stiffened!
"Uncle Biao!" The little boy's voice was filled with pain.
Uncle Biao looked back at his young master, with such a pale face and such a slender body, his height was less than his waist.
The last bloodline of the Gongxi family's direct line...
Uncle Biao knew that if he died, the young master would never be able to live.
"Go to hell!" The killers of the Gongxi family all sneered hideously.
After ten years of chasing and killing thousands of people, until now, there are only the last two left. Seeing that the task given by this family is about to be completed, how can they not be ecstatic
"You bastards! You bastards! It's you who are damned!" At the last moment of his life, Uncle Biao roared at the group of Gongxi family, "Back then, your ancestor, Gongxi Changshou, was a beast! Obviously a slave, but…”
"Pfft!" A black iron pestle stabbed into Uncle Biao's heart and pierced out.
Uncle Biao spurted out a mouthful of blood, all of which was sprayed on the little boy who rushed towards him.
"Uncle Biao!" The young boy's voice was painful and helpless.
"Young master, I'm sorry... Uncle Biao is incompetent... Uncle Biao can't accompany you on the last journey... Master... A Biao is incompetent..." Uncle Biao was seriously injured, with seven or eight weapons stuck in his body, and countless blood gurgled out.
His body was very weak, as if he would fall down when the wind blew, but at this moment, his legs were straight and his back was even more straight.
He looked at the little boy, his eyes moist: "little master, Uncle Biao is going one step first..."
The young boy who was only ten years old, his eyes were blood red, covered with bloodshot, and tears rolled down.
Those members of the Gongxi family had a sneer in their eyes.
"Puff puff puff!"
The weapons in their hands were directly pulled out, and Uncle Biao shot out blood arrows one after another, followed by blood spurting out like a fountain!
Uncle Biao's soybean-like cold sweat rolled down.
He couldn't hold it any longer and fell to his knees.
And at this moment, a cold sword intent scattered from the air!
Everyone thought it was the sword intent wielded by the strong Gongxi family, even Uncle Biao thought so, but—
Puff puff!
Bang bang bang!
A sword swiped, and the three heads of the Gongxi family fell to the ground!
The three headless bodies spurted blood from their necks frantically.