Chapter 2241: Step by step

After those butterflies were completely shrouded in Luo Zheng, the burly man’s gaze was even removed from Luo Zheng.
His name is 娄 flute, and it is also the backbone of the warden family.
This matchup with the invaders was led by him, the whistle, the ice and the Baishe illusion.
In fact, according to the initial plan, Baishe illusion and 娄冰 led the tribes around the clan, sealing the retreat of the invaders, and then controlling the blue "Prisoners" by the ice to harvest.
But the two sides had just played against each other. Luo Zheng was alone and rushed up, blocking the footsteps of the flute, and interrupted their plans.
After determining that Luo Zheng must die, he is more concerned about the situation ahead. He should not waste time on this young man...
But just as he turned his gaze away, a green and shining light flashed from his eyes!
The truth of Luo Zheng’s hands, Fang Jing, once again dyed the long sword into green.
In the face of those butterflies that came tight, Luo Zheng’s eyes glanced, and the long sword in his hand was gently shaken out.
"Hey!"
The green sword tipped above the butterfly and made a crisp sound. The blue butterfly suddenly exploded and disappeared...
After puncturing the first butterfly, Luo Zheng’s long sword was like a snake, and once it was stabbed, it immediately retracted.
"Hey..."
In the blink of an eye, the butterflies that were thrown over the front were all blown up by Luo Zheng’s long sword.
After the butterfly's cage formed a breach, Luo Zheng rushed out and went straight to the flute!
"what……"
The whistle saw this scene is also a bit worried.
Between this embarrassment, Luo Zheng’s sword has gone straight to his door!
The reaction of the flute is also extremely fast.
The body slammed and then leaned back and ran away toward the back.
"Hey!"
This is the case, Luo Zheng's Jianfeng also swept above his forehead, leaving a shallow blood mark.
For such an opportunity, where is Luo Zheng willing to give up?
One sword is in the middle, and another sword is handed out!
The flute looks at the swordsmanship of Luo Zheng, and the fear is also revealed in his eyes. This can be said to be between life and death. I don’t care if I am afraid to die under the sword of this guy!
He clenched his teeth, his hands waved, the blue light of his fingertips flashed, and a series of butterflies flew out!
"Hey, hey, hey, hehe..."
Luo Zheng had to put out the sword to blow these butterflies, and so was the speed of his pursuit of the flute, so that the flute had a breather.
Despite this, the two still form a pursuit.
The two men stepped back and quickly rushed to the middle of the street from the front of the street.
Here, the warden family is fighting with the exiles and the gods...
"Hey!" 67.356
A black mans made a whistling, and the black mans nailed to the legs of a warden family.
The black robe rolled from the roof and fell to the ground!
"on!"
A few wild gods suddenly swarmed.
The head of a wild held a hook and a long squat, and jumped up and nailed the fallen black robes to the ground.
The other few wild gods are armed with various weapons, and a brain is greeted by the black robe.
In a twinkling of an eye, the black robe of the warden family was smashed by a knife!
Above the roof on the right...
The three exiles just jumped up, but they still haven't stood still, and there are three blue awns flashing in front of them. For more exciting novels, please visit the book Cong: www.shucong.com
The three flying knives, which were made of blue energy, were nailed to their chests.
Not far away, a brown-haired woman's eyes were cold, and in her hand, a blue-handed knife with a handle was placed in a fan shape, and it was neatly held in her hand.
"broken."
The brown-haired woman finally spit out a word.
The flying knives inserted in the chests of the three exiles instantly collapsed and turned into countless small pieces, spreading from the chests of the three exiles.
These pieces can be described as invincible, and in a flash, the three internal organs of the three exiles are riddled with holes...
The brown-haired woman is the ice of the warden family.
Seeing the death of the tribes one by one, she was also very sad, so she was unbearable in such a tragic scene.
The warden family lives in this space and is extremely safe. There is no competition for the world.
The only battle in their history is the civil war between the liberals and the old school, but it is far less tragic than it is now. After all, this battle is almost related to the survival of the warden family.
Just as she was about to make another shot, she suddenly heard a gust of wind coming from her ear.
Her look changed, she suddenly bowed her head and her body turned.
"call!"
A stalked blade passed behind her. If it was a little slower, she would be trapped in the ring. The body was afraid that it had broken into two pieces.
Under the ice, the ice knives were shaken by the blue flying knives.
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Ming Wei's combat experience is extremely rich. Even if she is repaired as a loss, she can use the conditions that can be used to the extreme. She will not give the opportunity to escape.
But those flying knives have just flew out, licking one piece of ice, "broken!"
All the flying knives were broken into countless blue pieces and blocked in front of Ming Wei.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Bing also quickly opened the distance.
"Ming Wei's Ming Wei," Yan Bing stared at Ming Wei coldly.
The warden family often came to the incarnation and patrolled in the bone tower. They were also very familiar with the exiles. She did not expect that Ming Wei would find herself quietly.
"What a pity..." Ming Wei smiled faintly, saying that the ring blade was gently turned in the hands of Ming Wei, and the ring was covered with blood. She had already killed six black robes.
"Humph!"
Under the ice, his hands were condensed, and a small flying knife with a handle was again formed.
Even if she has the grace of chaotic ancient gods, she still feels pressure in the face of Ming Wei, but this does not mean that she does not have the confidence to kill Ming Wei.
Just under the confrontation between the two, I am planning to do it...
There was a series of bursting sounds coming from below, and this strange voice immediately attracted the eyes of the two.
"Luo Zheng!"
Ming Wei saw Luo Zheng holding a long sword and chasing the whistle.
What is more peculiar is that Luo Zheng’s sword on his hand is covered with a strange energy. After this energy protects the sword body, it will blow up the smash of the butterfly point...
"brother!"
Seeing this scene, Yan Bing was full of nervous colors.
Yan Bing was full of thought that the flute would quickly solve the Luo Zheng, and then quickly reinforced.
Unexpectedly, I was forced to step by step by the kid. I watched my brother like this. I was afraid that it would be killed by the kid with a little carelessness. She was naturally worried.
Yan Bing almost did not hesitate, turned back and threw a few flying knives to Ming Wei.
Under the cover of the fragments formed by the flying knives, they plunged from the roof and went straight to the flute.