Chapter 442: Fight for the king not to fall

"drink!"
Mo Shan drank softly, swung a broad-backed sword, and led the masters of Buluo to kill Tuomuer.
Although they are much weaker than Tomur, they have a belief!
Fight for the dynasty not to fall!
Fight against the king!
Fight for not letting the people fall!
A whole body of blood, belongs to the unrelenting soldiers, belongs to the blood of the Mo family army!
Belief in you, never give up!
"interesting!"
Tomur smiled happily, and the excitement in his eyes became more intense.
These will not lose the will of the barbarians, it really surprised him.
However, he likes to step on these so-called unyielding people the most!
That kind of desperate look made Tomur tremble with excitement just thinking about it.
"Death to this prince!"
Tomur did not back down, stepping on his feet, his figure also burst towards Mo Shan and others.
The figure flickered, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of a master who did not fall.
"Puff!"
The oblique moon scimitar handed it forward, and suddenly pierced the chest of the Grandmaster Buluo.
"Well!"
Master Buluo's eyes widened, and he didn't even react.
The rapid passing of blood has taken away his life, as well as his blood!
"Brother Lian!"
Mo Shan roared, his true essence shot, his figure speed surged again, and he went to Tuomu'er!
The masters of Buluo were also killed at the end of their heads, silent, and the anger in those eyes was already filled with flames!
They are crazy!
Ann can let this ancient barbarian Tartar slaughter their comrades wantonly!
"Humph!"
Tomur snorted coldly and wanted to draw a knife to kill Mo Shan and others.
"what?"
At this moment, Tomur found that the oblique moon scimitar in his hand was firmly held!
Tomur looked back, and it turned out that the Grandmaster Buluo had not died yet.
"I, soldiers of the Mo family, die for not falling to the dynasty, do not regret it!"
Master Wuzhe Lian surnamed Buluo smiled miserably, with a gentle smile on his face.
The blood was still flowing down the corners of his mouth, slowly flowing down, but he still smiled forcefully!
Just like his hands that didn't take away his power even if his life passed!
Squeeze Tomur's oblique moon scimitar tightly, not to let him take the oblique moon scimitar away!
"kill!"
Mo Shan and others took the opportunity to quickly approach Tomur.
Swords cut like light, fists like dragons, sword light like wind!
All kinds of attacks, with the anger of Mo Shan and others, came one after another!
"Damn it!"
Tomur yelled, his true spirit shook suddenly and kicked Grandmaster Lian's surname Buluo away.
However, the attacks of Mo Shan and others have come to Tuomu!
"bump!"
Tomur paid the price for his carelessness, and the attacks from Mo Shan and others fell on Tomur solidly.
"Puff!"
Blood splattered, and Tomur was injured!
Tomur's whole body of cultivation is half-step into the Tao, and his body protection is extremely strong.
But at such a close range, it could not stop the bombardment of Mo Shan and others.
Even though there is a gap between the martial artists of the true origin, they can't withstand such a close bombardment!
"Damn, you dare to hurt me!"
Tomulton was furious and the painful stimulation made him almost lose his mind.
He is the prince of the ancient barbaric dynasty!
The savage leopard of the savage dynasty!
Actually let a group of Bulu Barbarians injured, seriously injured!
"I want you to die!"
Tomur roared up to the sky, and the terrible true essence loomed on the surface of his body.
He must kill these barbarians!
Not only this group of Bulu Barbarians, but also the Bulu Barbarians in Wuyue City, he will kill them together!
Killed all!
Killed none left!