Chapter 835: Valley Distress (4)

Chapter 835 Valley Distress (4)
Murong Xue turned his wrists and swung his long whip. He hit the stone that was close at hand, and all the stones were broken into pieces. The three silver needles crossed the fallen stones and hit the black man's forehead.
The man in black kept the action of throwing stones, and he stood still. After a while, the body slammed, planted it down, and fell heavily on the bottom of the hard valley. The body that fell was broken, and the blood was flowing...
Murong Xue snorted and shot a few silver needles in the same way, killing a few black people hidden behind the big stones...
The head of the black man looks like a blue-green, knowing that the simple stone throwing has been dying, sinking, and coldly commanding: "The people on the left are down the valley."
"Yes!" Half of the black-clothed people took the lead and stood up from behind the big stone. They jumped down the valley and fell to the Ouyang Shaolu, Murong Xue, Shen Yan, the sword and the three people fight...
Shen Yan's hand with a pear flower is used for the fascination, guarding the fence, smashing the stone, welcoming the three strokes, and still slashing the black man from time to time...
Murong Xue was smashing stones while screaming for the martial arts. The martial arts man with high martial arts had no choice but to walk in her hands. She was beaten to death by her...
And Ouyang Shaohao, casually waved, every time, every two or three stones will be broken, or two or three black people will be shot through the neck...
A piece of stone smashed into pieces of debris, and a splash, a black man fell to the ground, lost his breath, standing Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue, Shen Yan three still unharmed, and the sword was enough to kill the enemy. The rolling stones are not even able to reach them...
The black man was gloomy and terrible, and he turned to the side of the black man.
The people in black have a heart and understand, and more than a dozen people jumped out of the big stone and fell to the bottom of the valley. However, they are not holding a slaying sword in their hands, but a burning torch. With the burning of the flame, a weird The breath spreads in the air...
Murong Xue glanced at him and hurriedly reminded: "The torch is poisonous and close!"
Ouyang Shaohao had already noticed that the torch was wrong and held her breath early.
Shen Yan’s attention has always been on the black man’s body. When he heard Murong Xue’s reminder, he stopped his breath and took a slow step. He took in a poisonous gas. In an instant, the strength of his body was like what was taken away. Without a trace, his entire body is soft, and he can't use his strength. The pear flower gun in his hand is also very difficult, and the moves are naturally ineffective.
Not to mention Xiao Ai, he just started to practice martial arts. He still doesn't know what is closed, and the soft body that is smoked by the poisonous smell is close to Shen Yan's arms. His eyes are half-squatting, as if he will sleep at any time...
The black man’s bottom flashed a chilly cold, and the sword spurred the sinking.
Shen Yan quickly sideways, the long sword rubbed his arm across, and his sleeves were drawn out of a long big mouth...
Shen Yan was too late to be glad that the sword did not hurt his arm, and suddenly he warmed up behind him, sinking his eyes, and saw his own vests ignited, and the flame spread quickly along the clothes...
Shen Yan’s eyes were slightly condensed, and he wanted to cut his clothes and slashed his clothes. He didn’t want to, the black man’s long sword stabbed again, and there was a big stone on the top of his head. He was stunned by him, and he could not resist the three items with his gun. Then he took a fence and rolled it on the ground, avoiding the long sword, the big stone, and suppressing the flame by the way. I don’t want to, the flame burned too hard. The roll just made the fire smaller, and it could not be destroyed...
(End of this chapter)