Chapter 3900: 4.1500 Feng Mu Lin World War 2
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"Talking about the old avatar and a soul, how could it be so easily killed and killed?"
The bower sneered, "The church owner has decided for his own mistakes and received the punishment he deserves."
"Yes," said Meng Futang, angrily. "Now that Gongtang has come out of Purgatory Valley, it means that the Red River Canyon has been completely uncovered. What kind of heart are you holding on to?"
The deputy chief of the ghost raised his hand and sneered, "The subordinate is also for good luck! If this girl is not removed today, it will only increase the annoyance in the future! The subordinate is only for you, make a decision early! "
"Kill her!" With orders, countless hawks swooped down.
Qiao Mu stared blankly at the drooping hawk, with no joy on his face and no sorrow, but just watched coldly.
From the beginning to the end, she hasn't tried anything except to throw a magic ball.
She has always been firmly guarded by the Prince, Broken Moon, Mu Xingchen, and others, and she has no chance to shoot.
Although several people are standing tall, now he is facing an overwhelming hawk monster.
As the so-called double fist is even harder to defeat the four hands, not to mention the fact that there are so many hawks nowadays.
Over time, even small fat men and others can't help but feel a little bit upset, secretly crying, wondering how long they can last.
The small face was paralyzed, and the anger in his heart climbed up a trace.
Mad!
How dare she come to beat her while she was promoted to Stardom?
Does this really mean that her tree is not vegetarian?
"Qiao Qiao, you take Xuan Xuan to them and use the teleportation matrix to go first." Mu Xingchen took his sister back a few steps, Jian Guang raised his head, and chopped off half of the hawk.
Those hawks were moving fast, and their claws ripped through the field in the sound of the wind.
If it were not for a defensive rune to resist, the team at the base would be dead and wounded.
"I won't go." Master Qiao Qiao threw away her elder brother's hand, raised her head, a pair of cold eyes, staring at the ghost deputy church hanging above.
This man wanted to kill her, how could she let him leave Feng Mulin alive?
"Qiao Qiao." Duanmu Qing grabbed her little hand. "It's too messy here. You shouldn't be impulsive first."
He looked at her and knew that the little girl wanted revenge on the spot.
The ghost deputy had always assigned the hawks to attack Qiao Qiao, and it was obvious that the girl remembered it.
He was worried that her head was so hot that she jumped into the air impulsively, went deep into the enemy, and defeated others.
Of course, Qiao Mu wouldn't be so stupid, looking back at Duanmu and glanced, "I have a way."
Duan Yue retracted the black bone fan in his hand and glanced back at the little guy. A few Harpys seemed to very much hate him for having a fierce shot with Mo Lian, without any hesitation, they killed several of their companions.
At this moment, I stared at him for aggressively attacking Molian. The new hatred and the old hatred, a few hawks attacked more and more fiercely, and the three bone-piercing nails of the broken moon failed to give the goods of the hidden weapon in the body. Fly out and frowned slightly.
Good physical fitness.
These monsters do not know what kind of medicine is used to make them. At this time, the physical quality is comparable to half-step fairy bone.
The sword is useless and can only be attacked with various Wuling origins.
Of course, it is useless to attack only their hands and feet.
(End of this chapter)