Chapter 4266

Who lives and who dies are the same. For the little devil, they are the same, because he can't stop them.

I don't want to stop it. Immortals can't control the fight. I'm not qualified to manage it.

No one can stop it.

Who can stop the young warrior from dying?

No one!

In other words, it's impossible to stop it if it's not taken seriously.

Fu Jun is wringing brow, between brow mingle ice and snow, "suddenly make such."

Anhe: "it's not all of a sudden."

There will be a complete outbreak of confrontation and conflict for a long time. Everyone wants to kill each other. It's too boring.

Ning Shu has completely become a bloody man, bloody, with blood oozing from every pore, and the clothes on his body have been rendered bloody red, with blood on his face.

Drops of blood rolled down the cheeks like sweat.

The meridians in the body are torn, and the conflicting forces in the body are constantly pounding, causing some injuries. Surging forces need a breakthrough, as long as they are let out.

Too uncle's face is covered with black lines, blood red eyes, no one's appearance, only indifference and murderous intention. Each hand over and over again hurt both sides, but they will not stop.

Ning Shu is the target that uncle taishu must kill. Especially now he seems to lose consciousness, so he must kill people when he comes out of the sword.

Ning Shu not only wants to let himself live, but also to kill taishu. In this case, whoever stops will die.

More and more races gathered and stood in a safe position to watch the battle. No one dared to rush in or dare to rush in.

The whip shadow and the sword shadow collided with each other with great power. When they came to annihilate everything, the fool would rush up.

Anhe looked in a direction. There was a strong bloody air. He saw the broad flag, the solemn and murderous spirit of the army.

This feeling is too familiar. The army is coming.

In the void, besides the army they organized, there were other armies.

Such a strict and tidy team?

Anhe squints at the approaching team. Too many races gather here. No matter what their purpose is, it's not good for them now.

The organization is too far away from here.

Anhe has issued an order to the following military officials to gather more troops to avoid anything.

At least we should succeed in bringing taishu back.

At this time, Anhe knows how important it is to have a master system. In such a case, Sanliang will send people, and all the powerful people in the organization will come to fight.

Now that sang Liang's life and death are unknown, he can only mobilize people from the military. As for the task force, there are also some factional leaders who can't be mobilized at all.

Can't figure out what is going on in Sang Liang's mind?

Is taishu in such a bad situation? Does he need to use his death to open up a path for taishu?

As the number of people gathered more and more, they were so small, helpless and pitiful.

Maybe he will fold here, too, and can't go back.

If taishu wins and grabs what he needs, it's easy to say. If he loses, the cost is really too high.

Is he expecting taishu to win or Ningshu to win, and he is kind to them, let them go?

Anhe is ashamed and despicable of his inner thoughts, the despicable of the weak.

With a huge team nearby to do this, it seems that their team is weak, helpless and pitiful.

The races in these groups are all different, but they coexist so peacefully under one man's rule.

Anhe looked at the man in the ancient robe, from which all the soldiers stood, standing at the highest point, and could see him with a glance.

Majestic is full of the king's domineering spirit. It looks like a great Yazi, whose strength is not weak.

Otherwise, how can we bring so many different races under our control.

Where did this come from.

Anhe is really helpless. She seems to have fought with taishu.

So what does it mean to show up now?

Want to take advantage of the struggle between Weng and clam to gain profits?

It's too hard, it's really too hard

Anhe felt very stressed, but he could do nothing but watch the situation become more and more complicated.

Special, isn't it good to live well?

Li Wen stood on the chariot, flicked his sleeves, looked up at the fighting situation, and couldn't help laughing. "What's the point?"

Anhe rolled his eyes, and he was happy in his heart.

At the end of the day, Ning Shu didn't dare to be careless at all. He didn't have the chance to observe the situation around him. He didn't know that there were many people watching.

Peerless martial arts provided her with endless strength, but it didn't seem to cause any harm to taishu.

Ning Shu represses the inner fidgety. The more this time, the less fidgety you are. The more you have to calm down and make no mistakes. One mistake is the cost of life.Even if it's a drag, too uncle can't drag her. Now, how much energy can the law sea provide for too uncle? Certainly not much.

If she keeps dragging on like this, she will be able to drag taishu to death. If taishu is in a hurry to end the fight, there will be mistakes and a fatal blow to him.

Now taishu not only has black lines on his face, but also on the back of his hand. These lines are full of unknown, like a curse carved all over his body.

As long as we drag on, the external forces plus the internal destructive forces can turn the war around.

Ning Shu keeps her mood stable. Her situation is very bad. So is the situation of the enemy.

The black sword has a swaying pattern. The black awn inch on the sword peels off, revealing the bright sword body. It is bright and dazzling, as if the seal has been removed.

The sword's power is astonishing. Its killing intention and prestige are like Mount Tai's pressure. It's better to relax and suffocate. The power in the meridians is more and more surging and surging under the stimulation of this pressure.

The war is high and the heart beats like thunder!

Desperate, pay all to kill the enemy on the opposite side.

The law of peace the sea does not rise a little waves, viscous, quiet, like dead water.

There are busy taskers around. Ants are usually busy building nests.

There is a little wind blowing through the law sea, blowing up a little ripple, the ripple is not noticeable, but the ripple is more and more big, setting off a wave.

Since the windless, the waves have become larger and larger. The calm sea has set off huge black waves with a strong sense of decay.

"Run." The quests were stunned at the sudden explosion of the law sea. The strong black waves could break the soul.

Weak and small people like ants immediately fled to the surrounding areas. If they ran slowly, they might be swallowed up by the law sea.

The law sea roars, neighs, as if an old man used his last strength to shout and struggle.

The power of roaring is not something these quests can resist.