Chapter 1235: 1 knife

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The captain’s voice is not high, but the words are powerful.

There is a contradiction between the two sides, and the captain gives the other party a chance to solve it, but it is limited to the town.

If the purple scorpion arrives outside the town, the city will protect him.

"Purple, we are waiting for you outside the town." The words, the captain waved his hand, it was to signal the city to leave.

The sunspot looked at the purple eyes and turned and left.

Zi Yan gratefully looked at the realities, the other party can make such a move for themselves, it is really to make Zi Zi accident and moved.

After the city’s army arrived at the outside world, it did not stay together, but let the whole world spread out and spread around the town.

The significance of this is that the purple dragonfly can choose to break through any place, as long as it is outside the town, the purple dragonfly is safe.

This arrangement is obviously deliberate.

However, a lot of reality does not care, because the purple scorpion is only a small land element, even if a baby can enhance a realm, it is only a virtual environment, there are more than 20 realities at the moment, and the purple scorpion has only one dead end.

As a medium-term reality, Eto'o shrugged and volleyed back.

Zhang Chongming volleyed and fought side by side with Eto'o.

In this battle, the two simply do not bother to participate, as long as they can sit in town.

"Hey."

On this side, the two just retired, and the purple sable below is the vibrating thunder, summoning a lot and fleeing away from the distance.

"boom."

The attention of the whole world has always been on the purple scorpion. When the purple scorpion is just moving, they are moving. The powerful force at this moment instantly forms a storm and swept away toward the purple sable.

Many avatars were shattered in this storm, and then the purple scorpion was smashed out. He coughed blood, but he was already injured.

A person, in the face of more than 20 real-world attacks, it is a miracle not to die.

The real body appeared, and the purple scorpion ran again.

At this moment, the thunder and lightning died at the moment, and the nine figures appeared independently. These nine figures seem to be illusory.

If the purple scorpion is on the real world, the latter can't help the purple scorpion, but now, the sable is dealing with twenty real worlds. On average, there will be at least two attacks on the phantom.

"Peng." "Peng."

Nine illusions have been crushed, and the terrorist forces continue to wreak havoc. The surrounding buildings are raging under this force, and collapse instantly, splashing thick smoke.

However, there are no monks in the building, and the energy aftermath will not hurt the innocent.

The sable was hit and coughed again. He was surrounded before and it was difficult to kill at this moment.

The impact of purpura is resolved again and again, and with each resolution, purpura will cough up blood.

Outside the town, a group of real volleys looked at this scene, looking at the purple scorpion constantly trying to impact, the captain sighed: "We have a big eye, he is indeed not, but the realm is still a bit lower, want to rush out... …difficult."

The sunspot is not willing to say: "Do we just watch him die, he is just so ordinary, and he will definitely be famous in the city."

The captain’s words were firm: “This is a rule, and there is one of the few rules in the war-torn continent.”

The sunspot is a glimpse, but it is no longer a word.

There are not many rules in the war-fighting continent, but there are only a few rules, each of which needs to be observed. If you do not follow the rules, there is only one death.

Therefore, the rules are the rules, even if the city forces must comply.

In the town, everyone was shocked, because the land was still not dead, but still insisted.

At the cost of serious injuries, the purple scorpion rushed out of the encirclement, but just rushed out and there was an attack on him, directly knocking the sable to the ground.

Under the impetus of strength, the purple scorpion rushed toward the front, leaving a deep gully behind it, leaving purple blood in the gully.

The purple scorpion was unwilling, and the teeth stood up because the hope was in front, but just got up, and another attack fell and hit him.

"boom."

The sable squats again, and there is a human-shaped deep pit on the ground. The dust is rolled up in the deep pit, and the sound of purple vomiting and vomiting can be heard.

"Run, keep running." Hoover sounded with a squeaking voice, and at the same time rushed to the purple scorpion that had just climbed up. He smiled and said: "You used to be very capable of running, why not run now? And continue."

The purple cicada climbed again and looked at the town with a firm look. There was hope for his birth.

The serious injury of the body, so that he can not show the speed, the light on the back of the thunder wing, but also a lot of faint, he can only walk towards the town step by step, looks like a long wing ... poor bird people.

The purple eyes are facing the front, the eyes are firm and hopeful, and his body, the life rules of the road appear, repairing his own injuries.

"Peng."

The iron stove was shot again. He directly flew the purple scorpion one meter away and sneered: "I will send you a journey and let you live alive."

As he said, he swooped down and kicked a kick toward the purple sable. He kicked the sable directly several meters away. The purple scorpion body made a few meters of gully in the ground, and the gully was infected with blood.

"It's me."

The purple scorpion stood up and unyielding, and then Blackstone excitedly stepped forward, and once again knocked the purple sable to the ground, and let the purple scorpion leave a long gully on the ground.

The purple scorpion is in a straight line and goes out of town. This line is undoubtedly the most labor-saving, but on this line, there is a sinister divide that is infected by blood.

At this time, the purple scorpion has no slight resistance. The whole reality can humiliate him at a close distance. They are venting anger and venting the grievances that have been squeezed in the heart for many years.

When the purple sables of the year turned around, they wanted to commit suicide, and now they finally reached the time of counterattack... drinking, angering, and coming.

Faced with such humiliation, Zi Yan's eyes are still firm, and his eyes are flashing his desire for life.

As long as he is not dead, he has the opportunity to live, and the vitality is ahead.

He... don't want to die.

But in the eyes of everyone, Zi Yan has no vitality at all, because if the real world wants to kill him, just a hit.

However, he has not died, in addition to the super-defensive power, there is no pain in the real world, and the choice of torture is also the most important reason.

The sable is very heavy and belongs to a rare serious injury. He is very extraordinary, but the enemy is too much.

The outside world, the army in the city looked very angry, and the sunspot shouted at the town: "You guys, **** guys, want to kill people, it’s a little bit better, why do you have to torture people."

"This is what he asked for." After Jia heard, his face was angry and angry: "He grabbed all our resources and killed many of us. The tribe almost disappeared. We killed him directly." It’s too cheap for him, we’re going to torture him... torture to death.”

The sunspot is furious, but he can't shoot.

The purple scorpion slowly climbed up, and he coughed again in the process, but he still stood up. After he stood up again, he did not move on, but chose to turn back. This is his first time turning back.

He looked back at Jia Wei and sneered: "I am damn, don't you die, if you are not greedy, want to take my things, I will shoot you."

"You." Jia Wei was furious and turned to the purple cicada and hit the purple cicada a few meters.

Their power is very accurate, and they must torture the purple scorpion to death.

Looking at a number of realities, even tormenting a land, there are many people around the face are unbearable, but there are some people who have a happy face, as if this scene is just a simple excitement.

The purple cicada is like a small strong non-death, but it has fallen down again and again, but it has stood up again and again, but this time, the purple cicada that stood up again did not look like the same as before. Did not go outside the town.

He found him wrong and he was wrong from the beginning.

He was afraid, he put a glimmer of life on the army of the city, which is equivalent to pinning his life on others, he wants to live, eager to live.

Living, this is the pursuit of most people in the war-torn continent, eager to live, not want to die is the normal psychology of everyone, but Zi-Zhi is wrong in pinning hope on others, this is not a purple style, naturally Not in line with his way.

His life should be caught in his own hands, but now, Zi Yan has pinned his life on others, and he has never even believed in himself.

So, he is wrong, he does not run.

Even if he died here, it is his choice.

So before he dies, he has to fight for survival.

The life of Zi Yan is vigorous and it is constantly creating miracles, so even if he dies, he must stand and die and die in battle.

He must not tolerate his death on the runaway road.

So, he stopped and he didn't leave.

"Run, why don't you run." The sound of the iron furnace sounded.

Purple eyes looked at everyone, slowly shaking his head, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't run."

"Is it desperate?" Blackstone sneered: "But if you want to die, it is a dream."

When the words fell, Blackstone rushed toward the purple sable, and a palm hit the purple chest.

Seriously wounded on the dying purple scorpion, suddenly there was a fierce breath, and his eyes also had a murderous murder. A scimitar appeared in his hands instantly~www.readwn.com~ Then he slashed his knife and turned toward Blackrock goes.

This knife is not a move, but the sable has been practiced countless times, using countless lives to verify the power of this knife.

This led to the knife being fast, incredible, and the fast Blackstone was too late to react.

Not waiting for Black Rock's shot to fall on the purple scorpion, the scimitar is to the black stone's throat. At close range, the purple scorpion is not weak, and then naturally smashes the black stone's head.

"puff."

Blackstone's head was cut down like this, his neck spurted blood, his head flew high toward the sky.

However, his palm also hit the purple scorpion and flew the purple scorpion.

Behind the flying purple scorpion, there were two fires. The fire was like a rope, which directly entangled the body of Blackstone, and then his body disappeared.

The blood was sprayed on the face of the purple sable, hot and hot, and the blood in the heart of the sable seemed to be ignited by the hot blood of the black stone, and his body released a strong breath.