Sword Among Us

Chapter 291

The last hall of the second floor of Wangling!

A kind of atmosphere that is about to end and the joy of harvesting are filled with four weeks.

The bodies of more than seventy different ninjas are tens of meters in a narrow passage;

A small number of guards, also in the complete blasting passage, used their last actions to defend the mausoleum of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the bones were broken, confirming their value;

Although the flying knife Ninja's walking knife is more troublesome, in the last hall of the second floor of the Wangling, they have no longer a long way to go, and people who are forced out by the two channels are pushed into the corner of the hall. ... filled the entire hall floor, walls and stone pillars, becoming their last swan song.

The trip to Wangling was finally announced by the player's victory.

The distribution of the spoils is also proceeding calmly...

The four sects share everything that belongs to them;

Happy alone occupies all the resources of this channel, full of seven high-end appliances, and many flying eagle swords, gold and silver, the harvest is very rich, but the four martial arts people are also willing to look at this Everything, no one bothered.

In contrast, they are more concerned about the situation of the king.

Seeing the happy return of the spoils, I unconsciously went up from all sides.

"What about the king?"

"This, I am not clear, the right side of the mausoleum, who is interested, who can go to see." Happy very casually said that Ninja was entangled in the mausoleum on the right side, he also took the opportunity to escape.

“The cockroaches in the mausoleum are very powerful?”

"Well, probably getting rid of the situation."

"When the fight is both hurt, do we have a chance?" Someone showed a heart-warming color in the crowd, but it was quickly dispelled by others.

"Solution, brother, even if injured, we are not enough to see this, you can kill? To be a fisherman also needs strength, do you think it is two puppies fighting?"

"..."

Happy smile:

"The words are not rough. In fact, in the few minutes that I was killed by the King, I used three bottles of Yulu Pill. If you are interested in finishing, I will not stop, but... better wait for us. After knocking off the wall and leaving the royal tomb, you will go over, or you will now lead the Ninja King, and everyone is not going to be killed by you."

But in my heart:

There is no such thing as the King of Ninja, but there is one of the old knights. It is really necessary to provoke this position. It is not necessarily lucky than to provoke the king.

The person who spoke suddenly burst into sorrow and smirked and stopped talking.

"Since the Ninja King did not die, it is not too late. Everyone started to work together and broke the ghost wall and left the Wangling!"

Ouyang Qing opened.

The Wudang disciples survived a dozen or so. It was very bleak. When they heard the joy, he suddenly felt a little worried. In case the king was killed, the whole army was wiped out.

Others seem to be born with a feeling of being stared at, and they are upset and rushing to the blue ghost wall at the end of the hall.

Looking inside the hole in the wall, you can see the glowing door, which should be the exit of the tomb.

"and many more!"

When I said it, I suddenly remembered something, my face sank, and I met the doubts of the four martial artists:

"I will first fly a pigeon to a book, ask a friend outside, and see the flying tiger door is still not at the door!"

"..."

There was a commotion in the four sects.

The harvest and knowledge along the way made them almost forget the things that Fei Humen had mentioned before they were happy. Now they look at the happy and dignified expression and suddenly get alert.

......

"Boss! Waiting for the flowers, thank you, rushing to the Tomb, it takes so long?"

In the bamboo forest outside the tomb of Wang Ling, Xiaobei almost fell asleep, so it was easy to expect the pigeons. The full grievances all confided in the note: "The people are still there, but it seems more, the number...about four hundred A lot, um, most of them are archers, waiting for each other, this group of mixed balls, robbing is still so professional, there is so much time to waste, it is better to go to practice, blame, a group of fools."

The thunder war was seen next to a small Beiyangyang spoke, almost did not turn his eyes, but did not say anything, seeing the pigeons flying out, both of them are spirited and ready to work.

Although the Flying Tigers have a lot of people and the archers have locked the door, they believe that this is a frustration that is not happy...

really!

"Hands."

The second flying pigeon is a book that is concise.

The two did not say anything, smashed the paper, and slid down from the height of the bamboo forest. The feet were empty and stepped on, and the posture was elegant, and they swiftly passed over the heads of a group of disciples.

"Who!"

"Not good! Someone!"

The sound of the empty space of the clothes still alarmed a few people who were not alert. However, the speed of response was really flattering. When the mines and Xiaobei fell into the most dense crowds, the talents of Feihumen finally realized that they were enemies. Invasion.

The realm is open!

boom! !

If the tiger enters the flock, the flying tiger door quickly falls down.

The poisonous palm is swept away;

A lot of flying tiger disciples flew down with black wounds;

The thunder battle is even fierce! The Promise Sword Method cooperates with the Wind Spirit Spin, and also sweeps out an open space, and then the swordsman soars, regardless of various weapons, forcibly kills a **** road and goes straight to all the archers.

Hey!

Noticing the death and injury in the crowd and the amazing strength of the comers, the flying tiger doorkeeper got angry and got up, his eyes gazed tightly to lock the two figures in the crowd, sparkling with deep doubts and puzzles.

suddenly!

The face changed greatly:

"not good!!"

The eyes rushed to the direction of the Wangling gate! The corners of the corner of the eye happen to capture a golden light like a bell, and rushing out from the gate of the tomb with the astounding momentum of the majestic, straight to the opposite archer camp, the speed is fast, horrifying;

Behind this figure, a sturdy, burly black figure, carrying a purple-red giant axe, followed with a mighty domineering.

Seeing the dense figure outside, the latter paused a little, then stared at the yellow figure in front of him, and suddenly burst into the endless arrogance:

"Grandma bear!!"

A bite, a sullen, low-lying depression! Like a moving battle fortress, quickly crash into the crowd!

After all, the archers here are concentrating on the door. Although some people have been harassed and attracted their attention, the people on the left and the right have discovered the two people who rushed out from the gate of Wangling. They did not hesitate. Ground, arrows and rain!

however!

The arrow hit the front of the person, and was immediately knocked open by the golden clock of the body. The speed of the latter was not reduced, and it was easy to break into the front of a group of archers;

The latter person is equally horrible...

The giant axe flew, and the axe shadows were picked up on the left and right sides, and countless arrows were all broken and flew!

"kill!!"

Thirteen sticks, the masters of the colorful clothes rushed out from the tomb of the king! !

"hiss!"

The command of the Flying Tiger Gate advocated that the order of the mouth was swallowed back directly, and looked incredulously at the people who were quickly disturbed by four people. His face was pale:

Hummer honeycomb!