Chapter 574: Crash

At this moment, under the extremely violent means of Haotian·Xiong, another Shenwu martyr was killed.

The vines fled, and this martial artist was killed.

At this moment, the situation has been completely reversed, and the balance of victory has been tilted toward Wang Chen.

Now, the only thing left is the martial artist who is entangled with the day.

At this time, the **** warrior has long been uninterested.

Looking at his companions constantly being killed, his heart is already scared.

At the beginning, when the old man was torn, he actually felt bad.

But, after thinking about it, Wang Chen is just the first level of Shenwu, and the strength of Bai Yu is general, leaving a magical power with unknown power.

However, the magic will be able to be, and their power is no longer strong. There is no such thing in the field. In the field, he will be the most restrained, and it seems to be doomed.

So, even if there are three people left, three to three, he is still full of confidence.

It’s just that the ending is unexpected.

He couldn’t think of it, and the situation would develop to such a point.

The rattan.

With the appearance of Wang Chen, he felt that it was not good at that moment.

He is always watching the battle between Wang Chen and Fujisaka.

When the vine is now, Wang Chen appears, and the vine is disappearing, which makes him feel bad.

The vines are dead or fleeing.

How is this possible?

How can Wang Chen’s strength be so powerful?

Know that Fujimori is among the few of them, it is a very good strongman, especially in the field of Fujisawa, it is definitely a strong and unparalleled existence.

And Wang Chen is just a guy who has only stepped into the Shenwu level for a few days. How can he defeat the Fujisawa? This is impossible.

At that moment, the heart of this martial artist was actually messy.

Afterwards, Hao Tianxiong’s side was also a hard-hitting killing of his opponent.

The Shenwu is the strongest of them, and Haotian·Xiong is just a magical one.

A magical man who has no field, even in the field, kills the owner of the field, and tears him in such a way, and it is terrible.

The heart of this **** warrior is completely trembling.

He is afraid, he is desperate.

Great crash.

The situation is out of control.

Despair, start to pervade, fear begins to spread...

There was only one person left. At this moment, he saw the sickle's sickle and waved toward him. He saw the door to **** and was opening to him. He had no retreat.

"Go."

Thinking of this, he suddenly jumped in his heart, and then he decided that if he didn’t leave, he would really have to wait for death and leave. It is the best choice now, hope, can escape.

"Get out."

In the face of his own white shackles, the martial artists made a roar.

Now, you must go. Otherwise, once you get caught up in the siege of three people, he will die.

He slashed out with a slap in the face, forced the white scorpion back, and his body flashed, and the speed was cast to the extreme, ready to escape.

"Hey...Where to go, die for me."

And at the moment when the martial artist turned and prepared to escape, a sneer came at this time.

The next moment, I saw that Hao Tian·Xiong, who had just killed one person, laughed loudly and stood in front of the path of this Shenwu.

"Hey... I want to go, it’s not so easy, let’s come."

Looking at the screaming gods of the gods, Hao Tian·Xiong laughed and rushed toward the **** warrior.

"Tear."

At this moment, this Shenwu who has already withdrawn his field in order to escape, this is the best opportunity for Haotian·Xiong.

After a sigh of anger, Hao Tian·Xiong is directly choosing to kill.

Two-handed claws.

The pair of paws that belong to Warcraft, the scales are dense, the scales are shining, so it is not terrible.

Calling...

Two-handed dancing, it seems that the two-handed weapon penetrates through the air and makes a sharp tear.

"Roll."

Seeing that Hao Tian·Xi is in front of himself and launching an attack on himself. In the distance, there is also a Wang Chen, which has blocked another way out of his own. This makes this Shenwu people desperate.

He growled angry.

People, in desperation, always lose their mind, always angry and anxious.

He chose to fight with Haotian·Xiong.

"Ha ha ha...not self-reliant."

Looking at the big knife that the **** warrior slid down, Hao Tian·Xiong smiled.

He didn't hide or not, and he rushed up to the big knife with his body.

叮叮叮...

The sharp swords of the gods, how sharp, but at the moment, in front of Haotian·Xiong, the number seems so weak.

The big knife hit the hands of Haotian·Xiong, and it made a burst of crisp sound, which seemed to be cut into a sturdy King Kong.

The flares flash and the sparks jump.

The embarrassment of this moment has become the ultimate erosion.

"Death." Among the stunned eyes of the Shenwu, the face of Haotian·Xiong suddenly changed.

Under a sigh of anger, he patted the sword of the sword.

Then, the sharp claws of both hands went toward the claws of the Shenwu people.

"Not good."

This shocked the warrior.

This **** demon, what is World of Warcraft, there is such a strong body, how is this possible...

He was shocked and awkward in his heart, he couldn't believe it.

How sharp is his own sword, and with his own full blow, this destructive power is quite horrible, and he actually chose to use the physical body to forcefully resist it.

Thinking of this, it is shocking and unbelievable in his heart.

Looking at the horrible claws of Haotian·Xiong, he grabbed it toward his chest. Suddenly, this Shenwu person felt that he fell into the ice cave, and a cold air filled.

The breath of death is completely shrouded in him.

He is not good at secret, he will retire and go~.

"Dead, hahaha..."

弑天·雄才不此给退神者者The chance to retreat.

The hands are like lightning, turned into black light, and came to him in the eyes of this martial artist.

At this moment, this martial artist is still shocking, where can he resist the blow of Hao Tian·Xiong at such a close distance.

Fighting...

A wave between the waves, suddenly, the blood fluttered out.

A sullen sigh, the martial artist's face paled out of several distances, and the body slammed.

On his chest, at this moment, there are already five deep paw prints.

Every road is very deep, as if you have caught the bones.

The pain of heartbreaking lungs spread throughout his body.

嘶...

The sputum sucked in a cold air, and the face of this martial artist was distorted,

"Ah...toxic..."

The severe pain began to permeate. I saw that the wound was rapidly festering and corrupting. The pain made the scalp of this Shenwu numb, and it was better to die.

It’s poisonous. Under this attack, I was poisoned.

This paw carries a horrible virus.

The severe pain made him feel a painful feeling.

"You...you..."

Trembling and watching the sky, the hero, the eyes of the gods, full of fear and despair.

Poisoned...

The toxicity was spreading rapidly, and his vision began to blur.

"Hey...you don't know what we are about," I tell you, we are the poisonous vein in Warcraft, the poisonous king, oh... this poison is enough to kill you.

At this moment, after a blow, Hao Tian·Xiong did not pursue it again, but looked at the Shenwu who was in front of him so coldly.

Looking at his twisted face was struggling, watching his body tremble, watching him sweat, watching his screaming screams.

Zizi...

The toxicity spreads and becomes more and more intense.

Between the blink of an eye, even the wound is corrupt and there is a voice.

The naked eye can see that the wound is quickly corrupted, revealing the white bones, and even the white bones are beginning to be corrupted, disappearing without being traced into a stench, and diffusing.

"Ah, ah..."

This kind of death is the most torturous.

"Kill me, kill me..."

Tumbled on the ground, the old man screamed.

He really wants to die right away.

The pain caused by the spread of toxicity is a tolerable human being.

At this moment, he hopes that he will die immediately, instead of suffering such torture.

Looking at his own physical corruption, watching his bones rot, watching his body disappear a little bit, this fear can be imagined, this pain is even more inexplicable.

He is at this moment, under the pain of suffering, even wants to commit suicide...

Death.

This martial artist, only the result of death is left at this moment, but the torture before death is the best punishment...

弑天·雄的脸不相心的冷冷的看。

And this scene, Wang Chen and Bai Yu, who are far away, are all face to face.

Good horrible toxicity, very good poison.

This flap family, really is the king of poisonous, the flap family, in the end what is the existence.

Wang Chen is full of curiosity about Hao Tian·Xiong...

In the screams of heartbreaking, after ten minutes of fullness, the voice was weak and only came to an abrupt end.

And on the ground, there are only a few hairs and a corpse of water left.

This **** warrior disappeared within ten minutes, and he turned into corpse water.

It is also a **** warrior, at this moment, fallen.