Edge of the Apocalypse

Tucker never thought that one day he would be completely suppressed. Even when he faced Higgs that day, he had never been so bad. But on this night of heavy rain, a strong support whose identity is a mystery, a murderous heavy knife, crushed him quite breathlessly. In the eyes of this young leader, the world was filled with blood flashes coming and going.

The **** lightning that seemed to break through the world gradually converged into a rushing river of blood. The blood of the blood river rushed down, with a powerful force that could not be defended, as if to wash away everything until it was annihilated. And he is like a small fish going upstream, always looking for the imperceptible gaps in the Pentium River in order to protect himself from being submerged by the river.

Tucker's spirit is condensing into a small point, and he can't get any thoughts under Alan's domineering **** battle. Except! Pig! Pig! Island! Novel. Zuzudo. Be careful, he has no other ideas.

The natural disaster loop in Allen's body seemed to light up, and every pattern that made up the loop was very carefree. No abilities were activated, but the natural disaster circuit itself added extra power to Allen's attacks. Under the influence of this independent circuit, his source force used an explosive movement to push the **** sword to draw one after another overbearing attacks.

Yuanli moves in a whirlpool-like manner in Allen's blood vessels, as they gush out of the body and turn into kinetic energy. As a result, Allen's first sword has a shock effect, which makes Tucker use more extra source force to offset the shock of the shock every time he takes a sword. In this way, it is very rare for Tucker to be able to defend for so long.

Allen once again made General Bleeding Lion's arrogant and domineering sword technique, only to feel that his spirit gradually matched the sword's intention. With this incomparable domineering sword technique, Allen vented the suffocation that had accumulated for a long time, and was very happy. Thinking back to the past, from the moment I stepped on the heaven star, I have been cautious and walked step by step with difficulty, and only then has the situation today. During every major event, every important turning point, it was meticulously planned to repeatedly succeed.

Now that I think about it, I'm really too careful and tired this way. All these are like a complicated set of swordsmanship. It is true that Yao spent the eyes of his opponent, but he was also exhausted. As with the domineering set of swordsmanship of General Blood Lion now, every sword is directed at the root, the sword is perfect, everything is self-explanatory, and it is full of indescribable joy.

The more Alan became more and more happy, the madness of the arrogant intent in that fierce sword trick settled bit by bit, and transformed into Alan’s own experience, making him unconsciously step forward in the sword art mood. Take a step.

While Alan pressed Tucker to fight, Higgs also rushed to the main building of the City Lord's Mansion. A group of soldiers emerged from the gate of the main building, and Higgs got off his horse. The huge sword carried on the horseback was also drawn out by him. With full of killing intent, Higgs brushed past the guards like a black cloud, suddenly bloody. When he crashed into the door, the soldiers outside the door fell one by one, and everyone was bleeding.

Higgs didn't even look at it, and drove straight to Sharon's bedroom. If you encounter obstacles along the way, you will chop over with a sword. As for those servants, Higgs still disdains to get their blood, as long as it is not intentionally blocked, it will pass. It only took a while to get to Sharan's bedroom, and his huge sword slashed away, and the bedroom door turned into thousands of branches and shot and scattered. With full of water and energy, Higgs strode in with the great sword.

The dark steel boots left deep footprints under the delicate red carpet.

Sharon stood in front of the window with his back to Higgs. He put on a black and red jazz dress. Even though he was no longer young, he still straightened his waist and had a pride of his own.

"You can't wait anymore." Sharon said solemnly: "I thought you were at least somewhat patient, and you would wait for a while before you do it. But I didn't expect you to do it tonight. However, that's it. It's you, Higgs."

Higgs' entire face was hidden in the metal mask, and there was no expression on it. Only the eyes under the mask showed indifferent gaze: "If I delay for some time, I'm afraid you will find a good helper. At that time, I will probably only have one way to escape."

"No, if there is that kind of opportunity, I won't let you run away." Sharon sighed suddenly: "But the fact is that tonight is my end."

He finally turned around, and Haggs clearly saw that Jazz was still holding an ornately decorated short-barreled gun. Higgs shook his head and said, "If you choose to fight, it doesn't make any sense. If you are willing to disappear tonight and never come back. Sharon, in the past, I can spare your life."

Sharon smiled slightly, not in a hurry. Walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of wine and poured himself a glass: "Tucker couldn't stop you, I thought I had some time to prepare. Now it seems that you have found something amazing The helper is back."

"Correctly speaking, not some, but one." Higgs corrected.

"One?" Sharon was slightly surprised, and then he took up the wine glass to pay tribute to Higgs: "Anyway, this glass to you and that powerful helper. Also to the history of the Black Iron Fort, after tonight, it Will have a new poem."

After speaking, he laughed and poured the wine into his mouth. Sirloin threw the wine glass hard and shot. Higgs' greatsword was blocked, and sparks popped out of the sword. He shook his head and said, "Sharon, why are you doing this?"

"What do you know!" Sharon growled: "Instead of asking me to live like a dog, I would rather die proudly as a jazz!"

While speaking, Jazz shot frequently. So Sharon's bedroom kept flashing fire, and the continuous gunfire was connected.

There was another thunder ~www.readwn.com~ Tucker screamed and used the trump card at the bottom of the box. The sword in his hand cut Allen's forehead, chest and waist almost simultaneously. This hand is extremely fast, and with Allen's eyesight, it is impossible to see the flaw in a moment. I had to avoid the edge temporarily, drag the knife back. Tucker got a chance to breathe and also slipped back. The rain had wet his hair, and Tucker was panting in the rain with a weird smile on his face.

"I won't just fail like that! I will kill Higgs and become the strongest person in this city. Yes, I am the strongest." He reached into his armor, as if Groping for something.

Alan dropped his blood, and the rain fell on the scarlet heavy knife, rolling towards the tip of the knife without leaving any trace. Under the radiance of the color of the sword, it was like blood flowing down, and the killing intent was permeated.

At this time, Tucker stretched out his hand, and there was already a red spar in his hand. Alan's pupils shrank, it was a **** magic crystal. Higgs had used it before, and its combat power surged. Unexpectedly, Tucker also kept such a hand. The guard leader crushed the magic crystal, rushed out the rich blood from the spar, and was inhaled by Tucker into his nostrils.

Tucker's eyes were gradually covered with bloodshot eyes, with a bit of madness.