Chapter 1123

"Bang!" A big good head is like a rotten watermelon, which is red and white all over the place in a flash.

the big body in blood, with a sharp sword in its hand, is also jingling. It hits the thick stone slab on the ground with another dull sound, and the headless body turns into a pool of filth!

Just as Wang Mang was ready to put away his halberd to reinforce the battle in the square, a bloody prism suddenly lit up,

at a glance, Wang Mang's strong body made him appear on the top of the prism like a blink,

he held the bloody prism with one hand, and his mouth could not help sneering,

"previously, I still wondered how Yao Ping could be You taught him that special way of escape

A flustered, angry, burly virtual shadow suddenly appeared. He pointed to Wang Mang, and his mouth kept making threatening noises,

"Wang Mang! What if you kill me?! As long as Penglai does not fall, the blood sword will not die! You wait. Sooner or later, elder martial brother will kill you!! You won't be rampant for long, you wait...! "

The threatening voice of the man in blood stopped suddenly, and Wang Mang shook the prismatic debris in his hands into the sky with a cold face,

"threaten me?! Anyone who comes will die! "

Xu Shi saw Wang Mang in the air, and the battle situation in the square became more and more fierce, but it was not the fierce battle, but the fierce slaughter.

many gentle young people in Daopao were like trapped animals fighting, red eyed, waving swords to resist the weapons from all around,

"Puyi Puyi!" The sound of the sword into the flesh one after another rings out, and there are no more than 20 young Taoist robes standing on the square!

"Ka ~ Ka!" The grinding sound of tooth ache reverberates in the ears of Heiniu and LV Dao,

they fight with each other. LV Dao's arms tremble, and the blade of the horse chopper has been approaching his forehead. In a few seconds, his cheek skin will be cut by the sharp blade!

Just when he was ready to use the blinking ability of black robe again, a sudden wind sounded in his ear,

he subconsciously turned his head for a glance, but his eyes suddenly widened,

"bang!" Just like a heavy gun's Dragon halberd pierced his forehead skin, the hard skull was also suddenly smashed, a fist big through wound made his whole person a bit strange and terrifying!

"PATA!" Lu Dao's dead body fell on the thick stone slab, throwing a piece of blood,

his weak arms twitched involuntarily, and the hand holding the sword didn't let go,

he had a doubt until he died, who threw the halberd! Why destroy the prism in his forehead!

"Black bull! Your strength should also recover quickly! " Wang Mang appeared beside the panting black bull and patted him lightly on the shoulder,

his strength is still not strong enough. If he belongs to the first level of combat effectiveness, the black bull may only be considered as the second echelon of experts, not a little bit different from his combat effectiveness!

When LV Dao was killed, the whole battlefield was restored to order,

a group of corpses in Taoist robes were dragged together by soldiers with fierce faces and armor and blood,

the group of red eyed zombies under Qian Xiaobai's hands had already rushed up and gnawed at the remains of the corpses madly!