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"What a man!" The big change in front of him made the face of Pang Fafa, who was ready to enjoy the "fruit of victory", change slightly. At the moment when he shouted, the two Punk warriors with round shields beside him suddenly all came together. A dull, sorrowful grunt,
　　
Pang Fafa looked at a sharp flash of light like a flash of lightning, and in an incredible arc from the unprepared throat of the two Punk guards on his side, pouting. "With the sound of the sharp weapon cutting the skin, the two red Blood arrow splattered from the armor where the two were cut,
　　
The two Punk warriors are also experienced and almost instinctive. In such a critical situation, they still used their right hands to tightly block the wound in the throat, and they quickly backed away in a hurry, they knew that the opponent was more fierce. The homeopathy will soon come back. Although the throat is injured, but armor has resisted most of the attacks, it is not completely fatal, but if you come back with a sword, you can’t die anymore.
　　
　　 "Poo"
　　
Their movements are faster, the other party's sword is faster, almost like playing with magic, Jianguang does not drag the mud and water, gently cut the trachea of ​​the two, a lot of blood is still like being cut and squeezed Like a tomato, it keeps coming out of the gap between the fingers holding the wound, and the two finally "don't support". The four knees first knelt on the ground, because there was no sound, the empty eyes looked far away, full of dying Unwilling in the past, finally the dead body, fell heavily in the white snow,
　　
　　 The blood that was out of control, like a spring, soon melted the snow on the ground, the scene was tragic and strange,
　　
"Asshole, let's go together!" Punk Law stepped back quickly, but he was shouting in his mouth. The death of the two guards almost made him scared to collapse. With this sword alone, he knew he was too far away from the other party. It’s not at a level at all. The people who participated in the action tonight are all famous warriors in the clan. The two guards are the warriors who choose one from the other. Any one of them that fell just now is above their own strength.
　　
But in front of the abominable night that fell from the sky like a night demon god, the two didn't even hold a round, except that because the weapon in the other hand was too peculiar, it was like a soft and sharp streamer, but it was so sharp. People can't defend at all. Every time they strike like a flash of lightning, there will often be a punk shield swordsman, whose throat will spur blood,
　　
"Are you a human or a monster!" Punkfar shouted sharply. The white on his face was like a piece of white paper. The hand holding the knight's dagger was shaking slightly, and the shadowy soft sword in his hand was completely in his eyes. The sharp and demon sword with a slaying death in the snow in the dark night, the trembling sword light is like a sickle of death, so it is easy to reap the lives of dozens of warriors in the family. Is a monster
　　
"Go away!" The fat man didn't care about him, but screamed and took the opportunity to crash into the punk shield shield swordsman group. The soft sword in his hand picked from various unimaginable angles and splattered blood. Fell to the ground,
　　
In front of the fat man who forged thousands of times with stainless steel to create a blue soft sword miraculously, the melee shield defense that the Punk prides on is just like a piece of paper, so weak and soft as The sword body is sometimes hard and sharp like steel, and Shir can't resist like a streamer. There have been more than one person, and the soft sword broke the hand holding the shield from the back of the shield, and then the whole body was heavy. Kick out,
　　
　　 And at a distance of ten meters from him, Su Ke Bai Ling, who was sitting on the ground because of his weakness, also saw his eyes shining, almost forgetting that he was in danger.
　　
　　 is terrible, it turns out that there are so terrible warriors in this world! Su Ke Bai Ling's face showed a completely shocked expression, because the situation was too sudden, the two Punk warriors who caught her finally rushed up, but Su Ke Su Ling, who should have been in danger,
　　
　　 has become the only one who can clearly see the whole killing process, her big eyes are completely fascinated by this sword light full of death and gorgeous,
　　
　　 In her eyes, only the blue strange sword light, transparent and beautiful and bloody, like the blood splashing around, gorgeous like the glaze blooming in the night sky,
　　
The sword is cut in the throat of the enemy. This killing method can be called strangely. From beginning to end, she feels that the other party is not like fighting desperately. It is more like a cat and a mouse. More than a dozen elite Punk Shield Swordsmen have fallen for the most part, lying all over the ground, and even these Punk warriors did not expect that their bodies would be away from the Sukh who were attacked by them in front. Warrior, but just a short distance of more than ten meters
　　
　　 The bright red blood splashed the shadow, and the sword of the shadow was as unstoppable as magic. But the shadow on the face of the shadow was still an indifferent expression. It seemed that it was not myself who was killing people like chopping melons and vegetables.
　　
　　 This is where Su Kebai was most inspired by the heart palpitations. She did not think that she had encountered a monster like Punkfa. From the sword light, she felt the ease and stability of swordsmanship.
　　
This is enough to show that the other party is already familiar with this kind of trauma. Only those who have experienced a brutal battlefield can have a high level of balance of mind. Under such a stable play, even if the opponent is replaced by himself, it probably is The result of a sword sealing throat!
　　
　　 "Don't come, don't let him come!"
　　
　　The completely desperate Punk method has completely lost the courage to fight desperately. While urging his subordinates to rush up, he frightened back and forth,
　　
In a hurry, I saw Su Kebailing sitting paralyzed on the ground and seemed to think of something. This young Punk master suddenly turned behind Su Kebailing. In the throat, I only dare to show half of my head and shouted here
　　
　　 "Don't come, otherwise I will kill her immediately!"
　　
"If you kill her, I'll save more trouble! To tell you the truth, I'm here to kill her." The fat man moved on unmoved, the sword swung out, and another Punk warrior fell over his throat. ,
　　
"Oh, don't lie to me. With your ability, if you want to kill this woman, one hundred is not enough for you to kill!" Punk Law is not a fool, and said timidly behind Su Kebailing, "I have to admit, You are the most terrible enemy I have ever seen, but what about that? As long as this woman is in my hands, you dare not fight me!"
　　
"Oh, you can try it yourself!" said the fat man with a strong tone, the sword in his hand split the air, the blue magical sword light, brought up a layer of snowflakes on the ground, and finally stood still in the eyes of everyone, slightly The drooping sword tip sounded like a soul with a low groan,
　　
　　 Red human blood, like a hanged rope bead, dripped on the ground along the sharp edge of the blood-free sharp edge, and soon a piece of red blood was formed, and a body was lying around.
　　
　　 The cold wind blew, the snow was covered,
　　
The few remaining Punk warriors looked at the killing in horror, and timidly Qi Qi stepped back a few steps, all hiding behind Su Ke Bai Ling, this strange scene, just like Su Ke Bailing is a line of life and death, as soon as she crosses her line, it will immediately become a dead body,
　　
　　 The fat man suddenly found in front of himself, except for the young man with the dark red armor that put the short sword on the white neck of Su Kebailing, only Suke Bailing who was being put on the neck with a sword,
　　
　　To the surprise of the fat man, this stunning beauty of the Black Forest with a short sword on his neck is looking at himself with a scorching and bold look, with a complex expression,
　　
　　 "Do you have any last words?" The fat man put his foot in a guilty conscience, the soft sword in his hand was raised again, and the blue strange sword edge seemed to be even indifferent to the moonlight above his head.
　　
Under this strange sword light, Su Ke Bai Ling, who was opposite, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, seemed to make a certain determination, and said to the fat man, "Please do it, no matter who you are, as long as you can kill these people, Revenge for the people who died tonight, even if I were to die, I would not have any hesitation!"
　　
"Don't listen to her, leave the sword in your hand, otherwise I will kill her immediately." Pang Fafa shouted distortedly, the sharp short sword in his hand shivered slightly, and was drawn on Su Ke Bai Ling's long and slender neck A blood stain ran down the Su Ke Bai Ling's chest like jade fat, red and white eye-catching, strange and gorgeous
　　
　　 "Okay, I can't come!" The fat man smiled slightly, waved his hand in front of everyone, and the soft sword lightning flew out, and inserted into a big tree ten steps away.
　　
　　 "Who are you?" Pang Fafa asked with a hint of pride on his face. Without the strange sword, he did not believe that the other party could threaten him,
　　
"You..." Su Kebailing's eyes suddenly dimmed with determination. She didn't expect that the other party really came for herself. She discarded the long sword, which was equivalent to sitting still and thinking of the tribe's tragic death tonight. No one knows the truth anymore and can't help but be sad
　　
　　"It’s up to you, what qualifications do you know?" The fat man smiled contemptuously, his hands folded behind his back, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and the domineering contained in the tone was undoubtedly revealed,
　　
"Asshole! The sword is gone, so crazy." Punk's fangs gritted his teeth, and pushed an angry hand away from Suk Bailing. The long sword in his hand was split against the fat man. He wanted to use his sharp long sword, a sword. Only by cutting off the other person’s head will he be able to vent his resentment. If it weren’t for the guy who was killed halfway through, he was enjoying the wonderful ketone body of the first beauty of the Black Forest now, but now, everything has changed. The dignity of the punk warriors is lost. If you can’t kill the opponent who humiliated yourself, you will not be able to pass back your status as the chief patriarch.
　　
　　 It's a pity that he found the wrong object. Compared with the soft sword in his hand, the fat man's ability to kill with close hands empty-handed is even more terrible.
　　
　　 "Look for death!" At this moment, the fat man waited for a moment, and a slight flash of cold light flashed into his eyes, piercing deeply into Punk's eyes,
　　
Taking advantage of Punk's shock, his forward body suddenly stagnate. The fat man's two wide hòu palms have seized the shoulders of his armor, and the knees with metal knee pads are as fierce as Thunder One. Struck, hitting his lower shade with lightning speed,
　　
　　 "Ah" a terrible and fierce voice resounded all around, and with the sound of a fractured and cracked sound, everyone looked at the whole body of the painfully distorted Punk method, stopped there like a statue.
　　
"Less... Young Patriarch!" Several Punk warriors showed a terrible expression, too ruthless, it was just a broken egg, and this crackling voice made Su Ke Bai Ling, who was the closest to them, even more so. , The blushing face wanted to bleed blood, she didn’t expect the situation to change so fast
　　
"Pang" The short sword in Punk's hand fell off, and at the same time, the fat man's fist broke through his chest. Punk's muscles lost his strength and fell to the ground. The fat man added a foot to Punk's method to make sure he was dead. He couldn’t die anymore, so he wiped the blood from his hands on his clothes and picked up the white fur at his feet. He remembered that it seemed to be the coat of Baxuling,
　　
　　 "Small... The young chieftain is dead!" The few remaining Punk warriors could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and they were so scared that they lost their weapons and yelled into the depths of the Black Forest.
　　
　　 "You..." Su Kebai Ling almost looked at his fat man with a dull gaze,
　　
The fat man's eyes fell involuntarily on her beautiful white breasts, Su Kebai's face was red, and she wanted to cover up, not to cover up, not to look at it, looking at the fat man buttoning, but carefully not touching the big hand of her chest, Until softly buttoned her one by one, and finally covered Bai Qiu on her beautiful half-naked body,
　　
　　I don’t know why, the phrase
really beautiful!
that appeared when the fat man appeared just now in Baeksu Ling’s mind.
　　
"If you go back alone, will you be in danger?" The fat man squatted halfway down, looking at Su Ke Bai Ling with a somewhat messy and sad feeling in front of his eyes, pretending to be completely unaware of the current embarrassment, and his face was cold. Asked
　　
"I'm not afraid, the Punk tribe has only come with so many people. The forest behind them are my men." Su Kebailing's white jade-like teeth bit his lip, and his complex and strong look wanted to stand up and use his hands. Bai Qiu, covering his chest, suddenly whispered, "Can you tell me your name? I will definitely repay you Su Ke Bai Ling!"
　　
The fat man silently helped Su Ke Bai Ling to organize her clothes and helped her put on the white fur, before patting her white and tender face, and said indifferently, "After going back, remember! The best thing tonight is Don’t mention it, otherwise it’s not a good thing for your young Sukh patriarch! Think about it, how to deal with the threat of Punk.

　　
"You know I am Su Ke Bai Ling in the Black Forest!" Su Ke Bai Ling's body was shocked, with a face that was hard to conceal, and then said, "Why don't you go with me since you know my identity? I will repay you, as long as you make it, I will promise you any request."
　　
　　 "Forget about what happened tonight, even the best repayment!" A fat smile appeared on the fat man's face,
　　
The inner fighting of the Black Forest was what he expected, and tonight a Pangke minority chief was killed in his own hands. After this matter, the confrontation between the Sukh and Punk has become inevitable. This is the time when the imperial hand behind the empire cannot be manifested too clearly. Otherwise, it will not only cause panic in the Black Forest, but also cause worries in the northern noble alliance of Sarand,
　　
After all, the empire had promised them and would never intervene internally between them. The Black Forest, as a sensitive zone in the south, is more likely to cause the empathic reactions of these nobles of the Sarande. The expedition to Normandy is imminent. More volatility
　　
　　 Su Ke Bai Ling's eye-catching flashing light, as the first beauty of the Black Forest, she has seen too many excellent men,
　　
　　 But she has never been tempted, not only because of her high vision, but also because she is very clear that her decision will determine the future of the Sukh,
　　
　　 As the future Patriarch of the Sukh,
　　
　　Personal choices can only be placed outside of true feelings, but there are still many people pursuing her, including many young and handsome young people with deep backgrounds,
　　
Just like the dead Punk Practitioner tonight, she is one of her most powerful suitors, and she is indeed a little emotional. Punk Practitioner is not only handsome and handsome, but also a rare civil and military genius in the Punk clan. The mercenary's identity has traveled outside the forest. Both his vision and ability are first-class in the Black Forest, and the aura of the young patriarch of the Punk family makes it difficult for Su Ke Bai Ling to refuse completely. See, both of them can be called right and wrong, and the marriage of the two will completely change the pattern of power in the Black Forest.
　　
　　Suk Bailing finally looked at the fat man in disbelief~EbookFREE.me~ and said, "Do you really have no other requirements?"
　　
　　The fat man looked at the beautiful woman with some annoyance and amusement. How could it sound like he was waiting for a reply?
　　
　　 The fat man lowered his head helplessly, kissed slightly on the wild lips of Su Ke Bai Ling, and said, "Go back,"
　　
　　 Surprisingly, Su Kebailing didn't even refuse and struggle, but kissed the fat man very boldly.
　　
　　 gasping whisper "Who are you? I don't want to know the name of the man who got my first kiss!"
　　
"　　" It's not the time now! I'm leaving. "The fat man ruined his heart, beauty fennel, and lightly drifted over the fat man's nose,
　　
　　 turned around and walked towards the campsite. There was a shattering footsteps behind him. After seeing Baxuling, he also left,
　　
　　 "Your Majesty!"
　　
In the woods 40 meters away, more than a dozen guards wearing black armor flashed out from behind the tall trees, with all kinds of weird expressions on their faces. It is almost overturned here. How to listen as the most elite guard No, just watching Your Majesty playing so happy, who dare not jump out and stir up
　　
"Nobody can say anything about tonight! Otherwise, let anyone see the prison!" The fat man glanced at the guards and said fiercely, but Su Kebailing's beautiful jade rose in his heart, and Because she didn't tell her name, the disappointed expression of today's heart is soft. (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )