Undead Farm

Liao Hai shook the dagger and slowly adjusted his breathing.

As a combo assassin, he can choose to use combo values ​​to launch powerful finishing techniques, or choose to use general skills that do not consume combo values, but the skill damage and effects are greatly weakened.

But even if it is a weak attack, it should now have a certain degree of success, but the other side's inconspicuous black armor makes him suffer a boring loss.

Don't look at him. When he pokes a hundred swords, it looks like a beautiful scenery, but there is no sword that sees the blood. All the attacks against the gaps and neck of the other armor are blocked, and the rest are hit in the breastplate. The attack only received a handful of shocks in addition to the combo value!

"Is the defense strong?"

Liao Hai blinked and the short waist rushed toward Sha Wencheng again.

"Let me see if you really have no weaknesses!"

Sha Wencheng's attack speed is completely flawed in his view, but the speed of counterattack is very fierce when he attacks hard. Therefore, this time Liao Hai does not intend to continue the confrontation, but begins to play the advantage of his assassin:

Swing war!

That is to poke around the circle!

Looking at Liao Hai around Sha Wencheng constantly tempted, Weng Ling's heart mentioned the eyes of the blind.

"Not good, he was discovered!"

Even after three nights, he could find the weakness of Sha Wencheng turning slowly. There is no reason to have more experience in Liao Hai. Only a few attacks, he noticed the weakness of Sha Wencheng.

"Oh, that's it!"

Liao Hai’s face was cold, and a cold light flashed in his hand, and he continually jumped back and forth, but Sha Wencheng only protected the vitality. In other places, regardless of his position, he slammed himself and turned to run towards the edge of the field. go with.

"Want to follow the wall?"

Liao Hai’s eyes stunned. If he let him run to the Mantra Fortress, he would really let him waste a lot of effort. Is this guy an abacus that loses his physical strength?

"Can't drag any more, end!"

Looking at his own combo value has reached more than 230 points, Liao Hai directly inhaled.

Finishing skills: lore!

In the hands of a dagger, a blue light illuminates, and the value of the combo is instantly cleared and the thunder is flashing. Liao Hai has already rushed to the front of Sha Wencheng, pointing his finger to his back neck.

"More than two hundred and thirty points of combo, enough to break my twenty times the power, die!"

A 1 point combo value can explode 100 points of energy intensity in other occupations. His combined damage has already passed the silver threshold!

Coupled with the finishing of the finishing skills, even if it is the fortress of the real thing, he has the confidence to cut it off!

"Wait for a long time!"

However, Sha Wencheng, who had been running forward, suddenly slammed his mouth and slammed his chest.

"Cold Flames!"

With a bang, a strange blue flame rose from his armor, slowing the speed of Liao Hai’s dagger, and this opportunity Shavin became a knife.

With a bang, a broken arm fell to the ground.

However, Liao Hai’s eyes are not yet stunned. His skills are not over yet. The only left-handed cockroach is finally slamming through the cold flame and waving from Shawen’s neck.

With a bang, a spherical shadow was thrown high into the air.

"Broken me a hand, take your head back!" Liao Hai gasped, looking at the dagger in his hand and smirking.

However, a scornful laugh behind him interrupted his sternness.

"My head is here, you can't take it!"

I saw a tall figure standing in front of Liao Hai, and the strange weapon that cut his arm was already in his neck.

Liao Hai looked up in amazement, and Sha Wencheng’s flowing white hair danced in the wind, revealing the peerless face that was only half a minute worse than the night.

He only knows that it is only the helmet of others that they are flying.

"Good, so handsome!"

"Wow, who is this man? Housekeeper, housekeeper! Three minutes, I want all the information of this man!"

A woman who took up four seats shouted with a scorpion, and did not care about the face of the skinny husband.

Bede took another night and night.

"How do you show him the truth, are you afraid of being recognized?"

Evening at night, he smiled and shook his head:

"When is this kind of scenery, don't let the old Shalu really fit enough? Isn't it too bad?"

Bede rolled his eyes:

"Trust your evil! You must take the opportunity to satisfy this little young vanity that has not entered the world, and then let people make a life for you. Right?"

The night shrugged more and did not continue to explain.

Although Sha Wencheng reveals the truth, although there is such a kind of thinking, but more reasons are because of a transaction.

After a month of investigation, Sha Wencheng has already known the Thunder lord Shazan, that is, his father has been mysteriously missing for ten years with the entire relocation of the people, and even a little information and records have not been left.

Therefore, in the absence of any clues to trace the case, the night of the third even more let Sha Wencheng use the real capacity to participate in the registration, see if you can find a loved one who can recognize him.

As for whether or not he will be found to be resurrected by his death, at night, I think there should be no passers-by who will remember the appearance of a child who has been dead for 20 years.

Of course, the risk of taking the risk at night is naturally to collect some benefits, but what are the benefits?

"In the third game, Lorraine led Shavin to win!"

Xu Muzhi looked at Sha Wencheng and picked up his helmet and put it back again.

"No! Impossible! How can I lose?!"

"I clearly, I clearly cut his throat! I really made his throat! You believe me, I really..."

It seems that because he couldn't accept the stimuli of failure, Liao Hai yelled wildly, but he was quickly turned back by the people of Tianshi, and a bunch of doctors began to pick up his arms.

"Played well!"

Weng Ling took a picture of Sha Wencheng who was taken back, but Sha Wencheng did not say a word, and looked at the night with a cold sweat on his neck.

At night, Becker took a sip of cold air, but he did not expect his injury to be so serious!

I saw a slashing knife wound directly from the left rear side of his neck, and even the neck was cut off by half, but was temporarily blocked by a cold flame and was not discovered.

"Weng Ling, cure!"

"Aha!"

Weng Ling discovered that Sha Wencheng’s horrible wounds ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ quickly rushed to Sha Wencheng to take a cure, but because she is learning low-level Holy Light, it does not play a big role. .

On the night of the third day, he frowned, his fingers pressed in the middle of Shawen's neck, and he even made more than 30 dead hair entanglements. This shows that the wound began to tighten.

Beder thought about it, took off his gloves and waved a green mist and sent it into the nose of Sha Wencheng.

More different from the night, Sha Wencheng is a truly dead person who can naturally be influenced by her.

"Call, rest assured, can't die!"

Sha Wencheng felt the peristalsis at the wound between the necks, and his face was pale and authentic.

"But next time, I may not be able to get on."

At night, I looked around at the people around me and touched my chin.

"Nothing, let the next game..."