Chapter 1287: Shooting (2)

Chapter 1287 Shooting (2)
Murong Xue was not in a hurry, the toes were a little bit, and the sky was rising. The dead branches in the hands waved over the feather arrows. They only listened to the sound of the 'brush brush', and the dead branches hit the feather arrows and they will shoot. The feather arrows all hit the '嗖嗖嗖' and returned to the black crowd...
The black people were caught off guard and hurriedly dodge, but only a few people escaped the feather arrows. Most black people were shot by feather arrows, suffered minor injuries or serious injuries, and even more, they were shot by feather arrows. In the key, Yin Hong’s blood overflowed from the wound, and the clothes were dyed red. Their tall bodies were also planted on the ground, and the thick smell spread quickly in the air...
In the dark, Sunan Xiang face color iron blue, she spent so much thought, spent a lot of effort, only to arrange such a rigorous killing, Murong Xue actually used only a few tricks, it was broken, really hateful Extremely.
Her people have also been killed by at least a quarter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, she also prepared other killings to deal with Murong Xue.
Sunan Xiang smiled strangely and looked at the ground at the foot of Murong Xue. I saw that the ground was fiercely split. Two iron ankles came out of the gap, and Kaka slammed into the two ankles of Murong Snow. Murong Xue locked tightly.
Murong Xue glanced at him and lifted his foot hard. He didn't want to, his ankles were tied to the ground. No matter how she lifted her feet, her feet could not lift a star or a half...
Murong Xue leaned over and used his hand as a sword, squatting on his ankles, and his ankles were unscathed...
What kind of material is used for this ankle? It is so hard and the internal force is not bad...
This is the suicide of Sunan Xiangxin...
‘嗖嗖嗖. 'A black feather arrow shot again without mercy, Murong Xue returned to God, the corner of his mouth bent a little sneer, stood straight, waving the dead branches to the feather arrows hit: Su Nanxiang thought, locked her on the ground I can shoot her and shoot her, it’s stupid...
‘Hey! ‘A black figure was caught in a black feather arrow, holding a cold sword, and stabbed her innocently...
Hey... It seems that the feather arrow is just to create trouble for her. The real purpose of Sunan Xiang is to let the black people hands-on and kill her who is locked on the ground and can’t move. After all, the feather arrow is dead, shooting In which direction, it will only fly in which direction, and people are alive. If you want to cut, you can cut to where...
Unsurprisingly, the black man ran to the front and back, and the long sword in his hand instantly changed his direction. The sharp sword tip was sharp and killing, and stabbed her feet.
Her legs were locked on the ground, unable to move, and the black man stabbed a quasi...
Murong Xue’s wrist turned over, and the sharp silver light sword jumped into the hand. She clenched her hilt and cut it on her ankle. She only heard the two sounds of 'Kaka’, and the ankles locked on the ankle were cut. Rotten, Murong Xue gently moved her legs, avoiding the black man’s killing trick, then she took a silver sword and swung in all directions, brushing, silver light passing, Yang Starting a scarlet bloodline...
The black people who are close at hand are all killed, and a corpse falls to the ground, and the blood in the air is a bit thicker...
This... how is this possible?
Sunan Xiang shocked his eyes wide open, and the two ankles were clearly built with the finest iron, and the outermost layer was also covered with a layer of black iron. The knife was cut and cracked, and it was smashed by Murong Xue’s sword. ?
"Because I have this sword, it is not an ordinary sword." Murong Xue took the silver sword and smiled and showed off: She always likes hot weapons. She has no research on the cold weapon of the sword. Seeing the sword is an antique, she took it. Used in ancient times, I did not expect that this sword gave her a big surprise...
Sunan Xiang face color iron blue, but it is a broken sword, what can be proud! The sword is so powerful that I can't save you this time.
Su Nanxiang suddenly raised his hand and pressed it to the stone wall beside him. A piece of bluestone ‘砰’ behind the Murong Xue exploded.
Murong Xue was caught off guard, and was blown out of the six or seven meters away. He fell heavily on the ground, stunned and shivered, and stared at Venus. His chest was like a bomber, and the pain was unbearable...
The hateful Sunan Xiang actually attacked with gunpowder.
Murong Xue looked up and looked up. In the sight of the cockroach, he saw a black figure, holding a cold sword and screaming at her.
(End of this chapter)