Hail the King

Chapter 154 Terrorist White Hair Master

A beautiful and terrifying death storm.

Even the tall and strong Paris, the body is like the leaves in the autumn wind, which is backed by this shock wave. She has to admit that although she has been very cautious, she still despised the strength of this little king.

In the air, like a fallen leaf, it flies backwards and backwards. When she is thinking about flying and planning to take the next step, suddenly, the beautiful pupil shrinks rapidly, and two sudden fatal colds are printed in the pupil, only in front of her eyes. Under the cover of this beautiful storm, the two flames of blaze and blaze are coming towards her heart and throat.

Unbelievable.

The little king arbitrarily withstood the huge impact of this huge dust death wind column with his own **, directly tore the air, although the body is already covered with blood, but the eyes are always stunned. The body and the ground form a perfect parallel line. The purple and blue swords and swords are rotated and torn, forming a blade storm with a breath of death, and the volley is stabbing.

The huge dangerous atmosphere instantly enveloped Paris.

It is like a real bitter murder that makes her delicate skin surface appear in a row of red fine marks, as if the sharp edge is quickly swept, a creepy touch instantly tears and terminates Paris's thinking.

Looking at the layer of blue defensive flames in front of the desperately arranged, the purple and blue swords were like a torn paper, and the face of Paris finally changed. The beautiful face of this woman has never appeared. The shock that appeared, she turned her head and screamed a name - "Murphy!!!"

boom--!

The voice did not fall, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Paris, and the air rushed out of the air.

This punch gives a very strange feeling.

It seems to be so slow that almost everyone can clearly see the angle of the boxing, the way, even the pattern on a ring-shaped black inscription ring worn on the **** of the fist can be seen clearly, but However, it seems to be extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, this fluttering punch has been completed from the punch to the hit.

Reversed time and space.

Hey!

The fist accurately hits a blaze of blue and purple.

A force that could not be resisted broke out. The purple and blue swords in Sun Fei’s hands began to tremble and bend in the screams, and then the Jianjian giant earthquake, the power of terror was like the water of the river that broke the dyke. Sun Fei's palm, arm and shoulders.

Hey -!

The sound of the creepy bones broke, and in the sound of the sound of the cymbals, a line of blood spurted out from the pores of Sun Fei’s arms like a mist, and instantly dyed the clothes on the body. A blush of blood flowed from the mouth of Sun Fei.

Like a rag doll that was abandoned, Sun Fei’s body stumbled and flew more than 20 meters before he struggled to stop.

Master!

Sun Fei’s heart is a glimpse.

This sudden appearance is absolutely Sun Fei, whether it is the Diablo World or the strongest master among all the people on Azeroth. The strange power of this man’s double fists invades his arms. Sun Fei's body is still destroying and tearing Sun Fei's skeletal muscles. Just like a series of small explosions in the **, the severe pain makes Sun Fei almost horrified.

The palm of your hand is turned over, and a bottle of [Life Treatment Potion] is poured into the mouth.

The injuries in the arms and the body quickly recovered.

However, Sun Fei quickly changed his face.

The bursting power in the body has not disappeared, and it is still repeatedly tearing the musculoskeletal that has been restored by [Life Healing Potion] for secondary damage. The potion can only repair the damaged **, but it cannot dispel the stock. The power of ravaged destruction in the body.

The palm of your hand turned over again, and a bottle of purple [small rejuvenating potion] appeared.

In the Diablo world, [Revitalizing Potion] claims to restore both health and mana, and to some extent offset some bad conditions... Sure enough, the purple potion entrance, the power is weakly weak, and finally The effectiveness of [Revitalizing Potion] was completely offset and disappeared.

Sun Fei did not shoot again.

He quickly switched to the "Assassin mode", his body shape shook in the same place, and the place disappeared into the thick smoke and dust. At this time, the Dongshan Mountain is awkward, and the blood and smoke are shrouded in people's sights. It is the best environment for the assassin to exert its strength.

The boxing style is gone.

In front of Paris, a tall, white-bearded man stands tall.

The man who just shot and flew Sun Fei was the white-haired white-haired old man named Murphy. He was a deadly card in the plan of Paris. It was originally used to cope with the long time at the crucial moment. The killer set by the princess, but when his life safety was threatened by the blue and purple sharp swords, Paris was forced to play cards in advance, exposing the super master in advance.

Sun Fei was shot by a fist, and the old man Murphy did not pursue it.

He put his hands behind his back, and two golden pillars of light burst out in his eyes, like a searchlight, smashing the layers of smoke and blood, and patrolling back and forth, seemingly looking for something... gradually, his There was a dignified breath between the gods.

And the beautiful girl Paris, standing behind Murphy, saw the **** wounds on the old man’s fists at first sight, deep and three or four centimeters, revealing the bones of Baisensen, drop by drop of blood. Drop the finger on the dust in the ground.

This discovery made Paris's heart tremble, and it was a while.

Murphy’s six-star sharp gold vindictiveness has long been cultivated to the highest realm of “no foreign objects invading, like ice”. A pair of fists is comparable to a weapon of the gods, and it is invincible. I did not expect that in a pair of purple and blue swords. I ate such a big loss... Paris thought it was chilling, such an incredible attack, if it was replaced by herself, it was estimated that the throat and heart had already been pierced.

"Murphy, kill me with the fastest speed!"

White is like a scalloped tooth that bites red lips. The expression on Paris’s face has never been so dignified. Although she still has a lot of backhands, the power of this small kingdom has made her faint. Feeling uneasy, the woman's sensitive sixth sense told her that she seemed to ignore something, but could not clearly grasp the truth.

"He is gone!"

Master Murphy’s line of sight patrolled the entire Dongshan Mountain, and did not find out where the little king was hiding. Even the slightest breath did not leak out: “I can’t find him!”

"what?"

It’s hard to hide the shock of Paris’s beautiful and fascinating face. This little king can escape the search of a six-star master’s air machine, which is just like the deeds of the warrior in the barking population. Unbelievable, this woman thought a little, and soon thought of a way: "One of the guards and soldiers who killed the city of Chambord, forced him out!"

For the grasp of human nature, Paris is definitely a leader.

But - "Paris, if I am not mistaken, the people of Chambord...it seems to be dead now."

In the eyes of the master, Murphy, two light gold columns are blooming. After sweeping through the entire Dongshan Mountain, after seeing the body, the answer given is that Paris has a feeling of madness. For many years of this glamorous woman, she has never encountered such a difficult situation that she can't do anything, just like she returned to her childhood in 16 years ago, when he was locked up by a greedy adoptive father. It was this feeling when the dark basement escaped without a door.

"Damn! Then leave him alone... I will hold down other masters, you will kill the princess first!"

After talking about her body shape, Paris changed into a silver light and cut into the distant battle circle, helping the already-scarred sword assassin to entangle the purple girl purple flame, while the white-haired old man Murphy was striding. Go in the direction of the long princess.

Booming!

As he stepped out of every step, the momentum surged and the whole earth began to shake.

The cavalry surrounded by the princess quickly discovered the danger of coming. The less than one hundred people were quickly divided into two, one wave tightly guarding the princess, and the other wave was not. Fearing to the white-bearded old man Murphy, I want to use my flesh and blood to stop the advance of the terrible masters - even if they are desperate to bloom the power of life may only block the white-bearer for a second.

But - banging!

The white-bearded old man Murphy slowly marched forward, facing the soldiers who flocked, just punching and punching, and then trying to stop the cavalry in front of the old man, even the screams were too late to be released. A **** fog, the sharp and fierce martial arts directly smashed their flesh and blood bones, evaporating his blood, like the thin sloping snow in the field was splashed hot, disappeared without a trace.

This is both a true master.

Ordinary soldiers simply can't get close to him within ten meters, let alone block his steps.

Despite this, the cavalry rushed forward.

What is shining in their eyes is the glory of the warrior, without any slight retreat and timidity.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, courage cannot change everything.

In a twinkling of an eye, more than fifty heroic cavalry were killed. Their weapons and armor, together with their bodies, bones, and blood, turned into a red mist that disappeared forever on the top of Dongshan.

The white-haired old man is still approaching step by step.

He has invaded a very dangerous distance for the princess. When he shot in the 21st, he could directly bombard the princess who was protected by the layers of soldiers.

The tragic death of our colleagues did not allow the remaining cavalry to retreat.

Without shouting and slogans, more than 50 cavalrymen around the princess were like fire moths. They were divided into two parts, some of them continued to be guarded by the princess, and the other part rushed to the old man. Murphy, stepping on the land that has been dyed red by countless companions of blood and bones.

Booming and banging!

It is still a fierce punch, still a silent death.

The heroic sacrifices of the soldiers looked a bit cheap and had no effect at all.

The white-haired old man Murphy has been less than 30 meters from the princess.

More than 20 cavalry rushed over, and the last one left. He continued to move forward toward the front, and the old man’s eyes flashed a bit of annoyance. He punched a sharp, sharp The golden gas instantly drowned the sly figure.

There is nothing to stop this white hair killing.

Murphy’s gaze has firmly locked the station princess. In the next second, he is completely convinced that he can punch the female sacred man who is so frightened by the innumerable people in St. Petersburg.

However, at this time, the change of regeneration - the same is a fist.

Silently traversing the blood fog that spread out in front of the eyes, as if it crossed the limits of time and space, it was instantaneous, without any smoke and fire, gently printed on the chest of the white-haired old man Murphy.

puff--!

The blood is arrogant, and the white hair that kills the gods is white.

Murphy’s tall body image is like a cannonball, and it can’t fall back uncontrollably.

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