Chapter 644: War King (1)

"Lantai...swords...oh!"
Behind the blood knife savage, on the tall ship floor, two ‘predecessors’ shrouded in a black cloak also made a chilling sneer. One of the taller ‘predecessors’ rushed forward, bringing a chilly afterimage, and slammed into the forefront of the fleet.
Jianman rushed straight and slammed on him.
Black, old, and black cloaks everywhere are 哗 ’ ’ 一下 一下 一下 一下 一下 一下 一下 一下 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 ’ 哗 ’ 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗 哗
When these black butterflies floated, they turned into countless tiny black-red spots, slowly covering the entire fleet of the squadron.
Standing on the deck of the squadron, waiting for the numerous bodies of the squatting field to suddenly become a stiff, then their eyes suddenly turned into blood, and their skin began to appear strange, like a butterfly. The same black texture.
Our breathing became slender and slight, the blood in their bodies began to boil, and there was a trace of black smoke on their heads that rushed straight into the smog. The strange shadows in the smog were looming, a heart-rending, letting people Despair, like a muddy lacquer, like a strange smell that swallows everything.
Only on the three boats of the three towns of the town, a huge black picture suddenly appeared, and countless evil spirits loomed on the scroll, then the scrolls turned into a layer of black gas and a gentle gray wind, and the three flying boats Wrap it up.
Countless black and red light spots are falling lightly, and they are swallowed and fused by this smoky wind and black air. They have not been able to fall a little on the deck of the town of Sanzhou.
Dragon King, Fox, Tiger, and Chu Ye, Chu Feng and others appeared on the deck. They looked at the old palace ruins in front of them, and a command was issued from the old mouth of the fox. The scorpion has been stretched into a string, ready to do things at any time.
In front of the fleet, the swordsman from Lantai's sword smashed into the man's chest. The sound of ‘叮’ was crisp, and the man’s body slammed and he stepped back and forth.
Swordsman the man's chest, pushing him to retreat.
Every step of his life left a clear footprint in the void, and the void near the footprints continued to split and disintegrate into a small black hole.
On the flying boat, the tiger snorted with a strong and low voice: "A good pair of shelves... A dog, do you like bones?"
A dog's left hand and elbow slammed on the soft rib of the tiger. He snorted and said: "Meat! I am a wolf, not a dog. I eat meat, not bones!"
The two king-level masters recruited by the blood knife madman took the initiative to rush out to intercept the sword mang, which is a skeleton of the scorpion that has no silky flesh and black body.
I don't know what the creature's body is. The black lacquered skeleton looks at the difference with the human skeleton at first glance, but when you look closely, his spine and ribs are much more than normal humans. Extraordinary slenderness. His leg bones and arm bones are also a little more than humans, and the extra joints of this bone are abruptly anti-joint!
What is even more amazing is that this guy has a row of sharp black bone spurs on his vertebrae, and a pair of black-painted bones on his shoulders. The body is constantly emitting black smoke. There was a smoky smog around him and a little gimmick.
Jianmang pushed the truss backwards, and he stepped back to the flagship of the blood knife madman in a few steps. The body continued to retreat uncontrollably, and he heard a loud noise. The blood knife madman had more than 300 long. The flagship of the smashing was crushed by this truss, and the swordsman swept away. The huge flagship smashed, and the invincible swordsmanship shocked the flagship tens of thousands of blood-knifes into a large fog.
The blood knife mad prince and a group of blood knife squadrons rushed into the sky, barely avoiding the terrible swordsmanship, they looked at the crushed flagship in dismay, watching the smog in the flagship debris spread out. , one by one ugly face.
"Dead bones, would you like me to help?" Another black-shirt 'predecessor' was suspended in the same place, watching the black skeleton that continued to fly backwards and grotesquely sneered: "If you can't, don't Can you see how many little scorpions are killed by you?"
The bone wings behind the bones suddenly opened, his body swelled to a hundred feet, and the bone wings behind him were thousands of feet long.
A huge black wind spurted on the huge bone wings, and countless screams came from the black wind. The bones of the dead bones slammed the swordsmanship that had become solid in the chest, and the low thoughts sang a weird spell.
Tens of thousands of blood-knife smashed the blood of the body, and the blood mist quickly flew to the dead bones. It quickly became a blood-colored butterfly, and was slapped into the sword by the dead bones: "Lantai... ... your sword doesn't seem to be sharp!"
The decaying bones groaned with a strange smile. With his laughter, the lines spread continuously on the swordsman, and the pieces of swordsman collapsed, and they continued to blow into countless small swordsmen to shoot around.
Numerous swordsmans screamed around with a screaming whistle, like a torrential rainstorm bombarded on a squadron flying closer.
At least hundreds of flying boats were swept away by the raging swordsmanship. The thin and dense swordsman swept across the flying boats, penetrated the defensive array of the flying boat, penetrated the thick ship's ship's board, and penetrated. The numerous bodies around the boat...
A group of cockroaches blew open and sprayed large pieces of blood.
The dead bones smiled slowly, and the swordsman, which was a million miles long, continued to melt under the disintegration of his sorcerer. There were countless deaths around him, causing no mood fluctuations for him.
Even another black man couldn't help but laugh: "Dead bones, yes... this trick 'ghosts are broken" is much stronger than it was three thousand years ago... oh, unfortunately these little scorpions, It’s all good flesh and blood, oh, it’s a good arrogance, even the soul is broken, and even a little dregs are not left for us!

With the weird laughter, the black cloak worn by another black man also blasted openly. This is a stone man with a height of about three feet and a square shape.
The face of the square, the square body, the arms and legs of the square, even the shape of each knuckle is square.
Such a square stone man is full of gray, constantly emitting a mad, cold, smell of evil.