Great Slaughter System

The blood left a sword flower, and looked at Shen Lang indifferently. In fact, he accidentally saw the information of Shen Lang.

The information of Shen Lang is very brilliant. Just after debuting, he even lost the genius of Jiangcheng. Later, with the acquired realm of the infernal victory, Sha Feilong’s son Sha Xiaotian was definitely a genius. He just saw the blood killing hall to assassinate Shen. The task of the wave.

Then he rushed over, and the mad tiger and others did not know that the blood had secretly followed, because the blood was not followed by them, but by the information in the information.

There is a hobby in blood, that is, killing all kinds of geniuses that have not yet gained fame, and killing the sky can make him have a pleasure, so when he sees the opportunity to kill the waves, he does not hesitate to shoot.

"What? You still want to say that you rely on weapons, won't you win it?"

The blood looked at the waves and faintly said.

"Oh! You are too worthy of yourself. I am fighting in the waves. I never look for various reasons. I am a synonym for blaming others for being weak. In my eyes, I only lose and win."

Shen Lang sneered, "Moreover, you haven't won me now."

"Let's enjoy the fun of the battle, this may be your last fight."

In an instant, a golden light rose from the sky, and the golden knife came out of the sheath with the black sword, and instantly swept away from the blood.

The cooperation between the Golden Knife and the Black Sword is like a metal storm. The golden light is wrapped in black swords, and the power is shocking.

The demon month and the mad tiger also felt the battle over the Shen Lang.

The mad tiger saw the blood, the brow wrinkled, and screamed: "Small lord, how come you?"

"My business, don't worry about it, fight with peace of mind."

Blood fluttering blood sword against the attack of Shen Lang, cold channel.

"Fighting me, I still dare to distract, I think you are looking for death."

The demon moon is cold.

"boom!!!"

Because of distraction, the mad tiger was shot by the demon moon.

However, although the mad tiger was hit by the demon moon, it was not injured.

The strength of this mad tiger is good, and the demon moon can't take him for a short time.

However, the demon month has confidence, and the final victory is definitely her.

"Blood rivers."

The blood is low and the blood sword is instantly turned into a blood river full of blood and blood. This blood river is the blood of the true gas, and it is in harmony with the **** blood in the blood sword.

The metal storm slammed into the **** river, and the **** river tumbling in the blink of an eye.

Shen Lang and blood are standing in the blood river and the storm, constantly fighting, and the two are fighting more and more. If someone is here, it is absolutely impossible to see that these two inborn early warriors are fighting.

The two of them played against each other. Although there was no demon moon and the mad tiger, the ground shattered, and the strength swept the power of hundreds of meters, but it was also very intense.

"Shen Lang, I really didn't misread you, you are a genius."

"Hey, it’s still shocking you."

Suddenly, the golden knife was inserted into the ground, and the palm of his hand was raised. A violent, uncast, row of clouds was shot.

The palm of a white suffocating whistling out, going straight to the blood and going away from the chest.

The blood sweeps away from the sword, and the white suffocating hand bursts open in the blink of an eye. The palm of the cloud is directly smashed by blood and a sword!

Shen Lang looks dignified, and the strength of this blood is really good.

Just looking at his sword and smashing the palm of his hand, he saw the power of blood.

"It is not easy to be able to list the existence of the 107th."

Those who can be ranked in the list of one hundred and seven are definitely all played out from a battle. It is simply impossible.

The row of palms was broken, and Shen Lang pulled out the golden knife and continued to fly. The sword and the double-killing seven seventy-four-nine style came out.

The knife is not a knife, the sword is not a sword, this set of martial arts is used, and finally let the blood feel the pressure.

It is really that the average person suddenly encounters the sword and the double-killing seven seventy-four-nine style, and can't adapt at all.

The knife is smashed, cut, swept, and smashed, but suddenly it becomes a thorn, a slap, and a pick of the sword, which will surely make people feel confused.

"What is your martial arts?"

Blood from the hand holding the blood sword left and right, against the attack of Shen Lang, asked with a shocked look.

"Sword and double kill seven seven forty-nine style"

Shen Lang cold channel.

The two men fought from the ancient road to the woods, where the ground was broken and the trees flew.

The blood looked away from the look, and the blood sword in his hand swayed out. The **** suffocating ignorance of the sword of the Golden Sword and the black sword slashed away.

This move is a move that both loses and hurts. The blood is also forced by the static waves. It can only use this kind of tricks that are the same, and forcibly disrupt the rhythm of the sword and the seven seventy-four.

If Shen Lang is caught in this sword, he may be cut off half a body.

"Oh, give me a break."

The sword is inserted into the ground, and the three-pointed **** uses it.

"Give a blow"

This is the strongest measure of the three-point return. In the past, Shen Lang could not be made because of the strength. Now, for the first time, it is overbearing.

The instinct of the three red and blue blues is the same as the light of the discharge, and it is fiercely directed away from the blood.

when! ! ! !

A gold and iron symphony, the blood of the blood sword was hit high, the Shen Lang did not let go of the opportunity, the moment Fengshen legs used out, rushed into the blood before leaving, the row of palms overbearing.

"噗!!!"

The blood was blown away by the waves, and when the body was in the air, he couldn't help but spit out a blood.

After hitting several big trees along the way, they stopped.

However, when Shen Lang chased the past, the blood had already disappeared.

"Running?"

Shenlang brows slightly wrinkled, checked around for a circle, determined that no trace of blood was found, then turned and walked back.

This battle made Shen Lang realize that the power of the list is strong. Although this blood is defeated by him, it is also very difficult. If it is not his endless school, I am afraid that I will not be able to defeat the blood.

It is estimated that the next time I fight the blood, it is not so easy to beat him.

Shen Lang secretly thought.

When Shen Lang came back, the high gradual departure and the gold lifelessness had already ended the battle. Although they were a little hurt, the killers of the three blood squadrons had been killed by them.

"How are you?"

Shen Lang asked with a hand.

The two people who are adjusting interest rates have quickly stood up and said that they are respectful and respectful: "You are okay with the Lord? We are fine."

"Well, it's fine. It seems that this blood-killing hall is really not simple. In the same class, you can make both of you so embarrassed."

Shen Lang frowned.

"Well, those three killers are really strong."

Gao gradually fell away from the killer who thought of fighting with him, the look of dignity.

The mad tiger has been a little bit weaker at this time. This demon month recruit is a success of ten. He can only use the full force to fight. After this short-lived fight, he is already a bit overwhelmed.

He knows that the task of killing Shen Lang today is not finished. He bit his lower teeth, and he will repel the demon moon, and his body will continue to flee.

Although the mad tiger is weaker than the demon month, it is not so easy for the demon month to leave him.

"You don't have to chase, even if you catch up, you can't stay with him."

Shen Lang is high.

The demon moon chilled and glanced at the back of the mad tiger. If she had just just entered the imaginary, she would definitely be able to kill the mad tiger.

Looking at the broken carriage that was already bad, Shen Lang shook his head. "Hey, walk on."

Not only was the carriage broken, but the horses were also affected by the aftermath of their fighting, and now they are lying quietly on the ground.