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"Cough, poof!"

Lin Hao half knelt on the ground with his sword, and his pale face was stained with little drops of scarlet blood.

The corpses all over the ground are telling the story of a fierce battle. At the moment, the only person who can stand on the field is the middle level martial arts master.

With his back against the wall, Lin Hao was able to avoid some of the most fatal wounds.

Taking part in this battle, the middle level martial arts masters made Lin Hao's situation even more dangerous.

How many times did Lin Hao rely on his quick reaction to escape the powerful attack of the middle level martial arts division? Of course, if it wasn't for the limitation of the soul altar wall, the middle level martial arts division's explosive fighting power could even flatten the ground by three feet, how could Lin Hao's life be now.

Surrounded by more than a dozen powerful soul puppets, Lin Hao seems to be dancing on the tip of a knife, and the dance near death is particularly sad and beautiful.

However, Lin Hao's efforts were not in vain. After a hard struggle, all the soldiers and generals were led by Lin Hao one by one, leaving only a middle-level martial arts master who was still unhurt.

However, Lin Hao has no strength to resist, and now he even lacks the strength to open his eyes.

Back and forth, since Lin Hao broke into the military camp, the scars on Lin Hao's body have been unknown. Behind his back, on his chest, on his legs, on his arms, there is a tiger's mouth that has been cracked for a long time with his sword

Lin Hao's whole body has been unable to find a good place, the whole person has become a worthy blood brother.

Now it's time for Lin Hao to run out of oil and light.

Without any omen, the middle-level martial arts master kicked him. Lin Hao, who was hesitating with his sword, had no strength to resist. He was thrown to the ground by this kick, and his whole life seemed to have lost.

At the moment, Lin Hao felt that he would only be able to get a death sentence even if he didn't have it.

Lin Hao, who has lost his will, is like a baby who is bound by his hands and feet and gradually sinks into the lake. He can only feel the gradually cold water without any resistance.

When the intruder is detected in front of him, his life is scattered. The middle level martial arts master loses his target, turns around and leaves slowly.

One step, two steps, one step, like a pawn

"Poop

A tiny wave came suddenly, like a sound from the farthest part of the sky, like the sound of mosquitoes and flies, which could not be heard without listening.

"Poop

It's another fluctuating sound. It's a little louder than just now. Even the middle level martial arts masters stop at a loss and think about the origin of the sound with their not rich intelligence.

"Poop, poop, poop!"

The voice is more and more loud, even out of thin air can hear the sound of this loud wave.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood! In the war of national humiliation, he was given a funeral of national humiliation by exchanging his life for his death, and by his unique fighting power. "

"To win the favor of heaven and earth, the funeral of national humiliation!"

Lin Hao, with his eyes closed and lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes at a certain moment, and a burst of manic breath swept away.

In an instant, the blood on Lin Hao's body flew out like water in a vacuum. It was like a small scarlet whirlwind around Lin Hao.

Surrounded by the blood red hurricane, Lin Hao floated slowly and stood in the same place with his head held high.