Chapter 185: The target of the crowd 12

Under the circumstances, no one dared to have so many forces to oppose each other. This month of arrogance is so mad that there is no side, and confident people want to completely destroy her.
A cold wave of waving, everyone who was quiet under the night moved.
If you can't get it, then it will be destroyed.
Such a top talent can never be obtained by any country, absolutely not.
The four forces were still in a stalemate, and now they are turning their heads and aiming at Haoyue.
The night moved, and the shadows were heavy.
As a sword, Haoyue does not avoid copying the front and rushing away.
In the hands of the five fingers flying fast on the surface of the piano, the sound of the tune of the piano is continuous, hoarse and without any temperament.
However, one string is out, and the blood immediately splashes.
No one can resist the wind blade like lightning. No one knows where the wind blade will shoot. No one has seen the ghostly flash of Haoyue.
The moment before dawn, she had already rushed to her side. At the last moment, her foot had already moved to his back.
Clearly a knife has been cut to her, the next moment, actually the knife was cut on his own body.
Not happy, absolutely no faster, but it is uncertain, the route that is drawn is simply strange and incredible.
The sound of the piano is sharp and clear under the night sky, and the invisible wind blade is like a knife that is harvesting everything.
Stepping through all the people who are blocking the road, sweeping everyone who wants to stop her from moving forward.
In the sound of the piano, a white-washed placket was splashed with a little red, just like the red plum in the winter snow, and the enchanting bloom.
The feet kept going, the black hair was empty, and the beautiful face was like the face of Luna, it was a cold, a piece of iron and blood.
Wherever he goes, who dares to wipe his edge.
The leaders of the four forces saw this, the murderous flash in the eyebrows, and the coincident four people joined forces to kill the moon in the encirclement.
Such a powerful person must not leave her life.
The night wind is floating, but it is chilly in the early spring.
Moon shadows, a place to kill the gas.
The four chiefs shot, and they were idle. The sharp sword was not shot on the moon, and the sound of tearing the air had already broken.
The power of Sen Han, from the four directions, was unparalleled, and the air solidified in an instant.
The four sides combined, there is no gap.
It is necessary to set the moon in the middle and die.