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"Reporting? Late!" Petite and weird figure biting his teeth, he has contacted his companions. In the distance, among the weird big men of the five gatekeepers, four of them got up and came to this side!

"Song predecessors, don't worry about me, go to the letter!" Yu soft son smashed the butterfly sword in his hand, Shen Sheng.

Song Shuhang shook his head gently: "Since the other party has discovered us, we don't need to sneak a letter."

Said, the book hangs open, a roar.

The lion cub...

The sound is like a thunder, and the sound waves are waved in all directions: [enemy! Central to the family, pay attention to the toxic fog...]

The big trick is to be willful, if you want to squat, you have to be loud!

The echo is constantly...

The end of a lion cub, the entire monk of the Chu family heard this voice!

Next... Just look at the abilities of the monks in the Chu family.

In fact, to tell the truth, Song Shuhang did not have much hope for the Chu family monks, their average strength is somewhat weak... From the entrance of the ethnic group to the present, most of what Song Shuhang saw was a monk, and the number of the second products was not many.

Even if all the disciples of the Chu family swarmed up, it would be difficult to deal with these five spiked weird men. In addition, there are still fogs in the vicinity of the ethnic land. Without the turtles, I don’t know how the Chu disciples should deal with the fog. Gas mask?

The real goal of Song Shuhang, the lion, is to break the predecessors of the Jiuzhou No. 1 group in Sendai. I don't know if my own lion cub can attract the attention of my predecessors.

After all, the Chu family is far from the distance from the 'Shenxiantai'...

"小婊*子. You are looking for death!" Petite and weird figure apparently did not expect Song Shuhang to have a lion's scorpion. He rushed down in anger, and two black thorns appeared in his hands at the same time. Gas entanglement, murderous.

Feather softly snorted, a small step across the front, blocking in front of the petite figure.

"Eat a sword!" Yukozi screamed, the butterfly sword in her hand pointed out, Jianguang divided into ten, shrouded the petite figure under the sword.

A shot is a sword of unparalleled swordsmanship. Jianguang is like a net, and the petite shadow is covered in it, so that he has nowhere to hide.

It’s just that petite and weird figure doesn’t mean to hide.

He directly slammed into the net of Yukoko.

"Circle dance!" The next moment, the weird figure spins up, and his body has numerous spikes out of the air, wrapping the whole person in the spike. As the body rotates, he turns into a spiked ball. After paying some broken spikes, he suddenly broke through the Jianguang net of Yurouzi.

"No matter how much armor defense you have, there is always a place where you can't defend. Squeeze you!" Petite and weird figure sneer, the body shape turned faster and faster, and the spiked ball rolled over to Yukozi.

He was proud of his rotation... but he did not find the other hand in the other hand of Yukoko.

Just as he bumped into the front of Yukoko, Yukoko calmly reached out and put this Fubao on the other side.

As for the lethality of the other side's rotating spiked ball... I was ignored by Yukoko.

The spiked ball continually turned and hit the arm of Yukoko, but it was all blocked by a faint golden awn. His attack, even the defense of Yukoko can not be broken.

Fu Bao, after all, is still attached to the body of the spiked ball.

"Boom!" Yu Jiaozi screamed in the mouth.

Boom ~~~~

A flame burst into the sky, detonating the spiked ball and turning his body into a ball of fire.

"Ah, ah, ah~~" The petite little figure screamed.

The screams are getting weaker... until they disappear.

It was just a time when I couldn't breathe. There was only one petite figure on the ground that was burst into a blackened heart. His eyes are wide, staring at Yukoko and Song Shuhang, full of unwillingness.

"Can ~ evil ~" strange figure exhausted all-round strength.

He is a hard-working hacking upgrade, and he has finally upgraded to the ordinary gamers of the three products.

Then one day, he and a player who is similar to him PK... Unlike him, the other is a local RMB player.

So only two ordinary flat A, plus a high-level prop, he rushed to the streets.

Resentment, resentment! RMB players are amazing? It’s amazing if you are equipped!

"See what race is he?" Song Shuhang stepped forward and asked.

At the same time, his eyes looked away, and the four weird big men saw their companions fall to the ground, screaming again and again, speeding toward this side.

"I can't see his original race... maybe it's not a simple monster. It's a mixture of monsters and humans?" Yukoko said.

After all, she turned to look at the weird big men who rushed to the four roars, saying: "Song predecessors pay attention to safety!"

Then Yukoko of the state of Valkyrie, excited to meet the four weird big men.

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"Kill me." On the ground, the petite and strange figure is painful to the Song Book Fairway.

Song Shuhang shook his head decisively - he felt this petite figure, maybe the pharmacist predecessors would be very interested? It is said that the pharmacists are lacking many experimental products.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

However... perhaps the force has been exhausted, the speed of this spike is not fast.

Song Shuhang subconsciously waved the sword in his hand, and he stabbed the spike with a knife.

The spike was cut off from the middle and was cut off at the foot of Song Shuhang. The other...there was a spin, and it happened to pierce into the throat of a strange figure.

"Oh..." The strange figure made a painful cry, and blood came out, and blood was splashed on Song Shuhang.

Later, the strange figure looked at Song Songhang proudly, showing a cold smile.

Then, his anger is broken... the gods are gone.

"Suicide?" Song Shuhang frowned.

But the final smile of this figure is a bit strange, and there is a kind of conspiracy that has already succeeded.

Is it a mortal curse like that?

Song Shuhang subconsciously touched his chest, and his heart was still calm. If it is a curse, the ghost seems to always react in the first place.

Not a curse?

Or, is it because the ghosts will be upgraded?

No, it’s not a curse. Looking back at the predecessors of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group’, it will be fine.

Song Shuhang thought so.

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In front, Yukoko and four strange big men have already become a group.

These four strange big men are also the repairs of the three peaks, but they are slightly stronger than the strange figure that was killed by Yukoko.

Because they saw their companions with their own eyes, they were killed by a soft bun by Yukoko, so the four strange men and Yukoko were particularly careful when they played against each other.

They don't know what race, the spikes are constantly growing from all parts of their body, endless.

This allows each of them to be an attack point, and any part of the body can launch a fierce attack.

However, the gorgeous armor defense of Yurouzi is super-exaggerated, and the four strange and powerful Hans are desperately attacking. So far, they have not hurt Yuzizi.

Instead, Yukoko's brilliant swordsmanship and the butterfly sword in his hand, the thorns on them are as easy as cutting bamboo. It is only a few rounds, and many wounds have been added to the four big men.

This feeling is really a dog.

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Suddenly, the big man in the battle with Yukoko looked up and looked at the direction of Song Shuhang.

Later, they saw Song Shuhang standing on the side of his companion's body, stained with the blood of his companions.

The four great men screamed from the throat like a beast-like roar: "Hey ~~"

They were red-eyed and the attack suddenly became fierce.

"Kill the companion... revenge, revenge!"

Among them, another big man quietly rushed to the side, wanting to cross Yukozi, to attack Song Shuhang.

"Angery will increase the attack power, which is similar to the effect of bloodthirsty." Yukoko whispered: "But, I will not give you a chance to attack the Song predecessors!"

After all, Yukoko Jianguang swept away, and the big man who wanted to cross her was re-entered into Jianguang.

The four great men can only be irritated, but they are entangled in Yurouzi.

"The savings are almost the same, eat me a trick!" Yu softoko shouted, then, she grasped the hilt with both hands, but forced to the ground to stab!

Even if there is no Fubao, she is also the peak of the three products, close to the monks who passed the thunder. Her strength is very strong!

"Explosion!" Yukoko did not find any prestige swordsmanship, just a slap.

In the next moment, thousands of swords broke out from the ground!

These swords are from the bottom up, intensive, and dense enough to make people unable to escape.

Four strange big men snorted, and the spikes on their bodies continued to grow, wrapping their bodies.

"Circle dance!" Four strange big men used the trick of the previous petite figure. Their bodies are constantly spinning and turning into spikes.

Borrow this way to resist the Jianguang light from the source.

The spikes and the sword light collided and were constantly cut off.

However, these four strange big men can continuously produce spikes and supplement the broken parts.

Yukoko’s hand was on display, and four Fubao appeared in her hands.

Just as she was going to go up and send each of the strange big men a poem... Suddenly, her heart was close.

Without thinking, Yurou quickly pulled out the butterfly sword on the ground and blocked it in front of him.

Ding!

The heavy impact sounds, the feathers of the whole person were repeatedly retreated by the giant force. On the side of her butterfly sword, there was a silver spike that pressed against the sword and kept spinning.

Yukoko’s gaze fell to the distance, and the last strange man in front of the temple was in the same position.

This silver thorn is the last strange man. It is not an ordinary method of ejection, but a method of slashing swords.

The last stranger is the four-product revision.