Chapter 2307: Thunder wing speed

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The one-on-one battle suddenly became the battle of this group, and the picture changed a bit faster.
Langman clearly can easily destroy the enemy, but not killer, but let other people, this practice can not help but some strange.
Previously, I was very worried about the four people in the sable. After seeing these people rushing up, although the fear on the face remained the same, my heart was obviously relieved.
They are not stupid, knowing that at this moment, any expression changes may change the next battle. Therefore, they still showed a very worried look, but the heart was happy.
The four people are very clear that these people can't help themselves, and all the results of the previous ones can only be all died.
And after all of them were killed, the next five of them joined forces, and maybe there is still the possibility of killing Langman.
The seemingly dangerous situation was due to Langman’s decision to swing his hand this time.
The purple pipa stood still in the same place, but the left hand was placed on the waist. This subtle movement was not noticed by most people. Even if you noticed it, you would not care.
Xiang Yu and others are very clear about what is in the waist of Zi Yan, so quietly waiting for the miracle to happen.
Miracles are indeed miracles.
Langman’s mouth was still disdainful, as if he had seen the scene in which the purple scorpion was hacked to death.
These people hold weapons and rush to the purple cicada, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the distance between the two sides is getting closer.
"laugh!"
Seeing that the attack was about to fall on the purple scorpion, the purple smashed the gourd at the waist, and the three colored poisonous mists all emerged, and filled the audience in an instant, covering everyone around.
"Yay!"
The injured Tomp, clenching his fist, shouted at the diffuse three-colored poisonous mist, and he looked up.
In the eyes of the three people, there is also the color of excitement.
The three-color poisonous mist, known as poisonous, is dead. This is the secret of the purple sable, and it is also the strongest means and suspicion that they think of sable.
Looking at these three-color poisonous mist at the moment, all of them have been shrouded, and it is obvious that these people are no longer alive.
Just when the four people completely relaxed, suddenly heard the faint voice of Langman not far away, "Yes? Do you think this scene looks very excited?"
The four turned and looked at the calm Lang Man who was too calm.
"Isn't it? It's a three-color poisonous mist, and it's dead!" Hume looked at Langman, but somehow, there was a feeling of badness in his heart.
"If you are the leader of the four masters of hunting, it is an idiot. We come to kill the guy. Do you think we will have no preparations and will know nothing about him?"
Langman looked at Hugh and smiled: "When you didn't know him, I had a comprehensive understanding of him, including his speed ability and all his means, even the scene when he was awakened, I know."
"Even if you know how it can be, if the three-color poisonous mist has no specially formulated antidote, it will die!" Tomp said quietly.
"If it is another three-color poisonous mist, it is really troublesome. But unfortunately, this is what your bear is doing. When you buy the three-color poisonous mist, I have already bought the matching antidote. You are waiting to join him in hunting the fake beasts. I don’t know if we have waited for this day for a long time."
Hearing to the cockroach, his face instantly became pale, and he lost his voice: "Isn’t that, swearing at him..."
"Yes, he made these three-color poisonous mist at the moment, not only could not save him, but he also became his grave."
While talking, Langman looked at the group of three-colored poisonous fog.
The rest of the four people squinted their noses back a bit and began to worry about the purple scorpion in the poisonous mist. Formerly thinking that the confidence is full, who knows that it has become like this.
After a wave of twists and turns, I wonder if the purple can still resolve the crisis.
"puff!"
At this time, in the poisonous mist, such a voice sounded.
This is obviously when the weapon cuts the flesh, but I don't know who broke the defense.
"puff!"
Then there was another whisper.
The poisonous mist is still spreading. No one can see what happened in the poisonous fog. Even the people in the poisonous fog can't see the things around.
Although it is impossible to see the whole world, it is still very easy for a person to be able to kill a person.
Those who have entered the toxic fog have a specially configured detoxification in the mouth. They are in order to kill the purple scorpion, and the second is to let the purple scorpion release the three colors of toxic fog.
But this scene seems to be different from what they expected. Just when they swallowed the poisonous dan, and ignored the three-color toxic fog, the sable disappeared from their sight.
"there!"
Suddenly, an exclamation sounded, and everyone saw a black shadow flashing from somewhere, bringing a strong wind and blowing away some three-color poisonous fog.
Everyone rushed in an instant, but just a few steps forward, they heard a squeaking sound.
"How, kill him?"
Among the three-color poisonous mist, a voice like this sounded.
After that, it was silence, and the meaning of silence was obviously not.
"Where!" Another voice rang, followed by the sound of the weapon tearing the space.
"puff!"
During this period, there was another clear voice, and then a vocal voice came out. It should be one person who died and his body slammed on the ground.
"Whoever got it, who is it?"
The voice of the inquiry rang from the three colored poisonous mists, and no one answered this time.
"Puff puff!"
This time, three such voices came out inside, followed by the sound of the three people falling down.
The outside world, listening to these voices, the expression is very calm Langman, suddenly frowned, it seems that the development of things, some unexpectedly.
The four people who are nervous, when they hear such a voice, are inevitably happy.
"What happened, still not killing him quickly!" Some of the impatient Langman, Shen Sheng said.
Responding to him is the voice of two ‘噗’ ‘噗’.
The three-color poisonous mist has been delayed, and no one knows what happened.
At this moment, the purple scorpion is standing in the poisonous mist, and his eyes are staring at the poisonous mist, as if he can see through this poisonous mist.
"Hey!"
A long sword passed through the poisonous mist and stabbed toward the back of the purple.
The purple scorpion is like a ghost, and in a moment it is a circle. After the person holding the sword, the broken knife in the hand passes over the other's neck.
The ability's eyes were rounded and they fell.
If you look at the bodies now, you will find that their deaths are not much different. Each of the eyes is round and round, as if you saw the ghost before you die.
When a capable person walks through the poisonous mist, he sees a corpse under his feet. His mood becomes heavy, and the cold sweat almost wets the whole body. He listens to the buzz from time to time in his ear, thinking about one. His companion fell, his pressure became enormous, and he was struggling.
"what!"
Suddenly, a scream came out among the three colored poisonous mists. This should be the first scream of screams since the emergence of the poisonous fog.
After this scream, there was no other voice, making this ability more frightened.
At this moment, the pressure of death overcame his fear of Langman. He no longer thought about Langman’s orders and turned to prepare to flee.
At this time, he felt a strong wind blowing, and then saw a pair of cold eyes in front, staring at him.
"Go to death!" He screamed, and the long knife in his hand slashed toward the front.
"Hey!"
Broken knife cut a group of three-color poisonous fog, but could not hear the slightest cut into the flesh, the eyes disappeared, and the ability to scare back a few steps.
At this time, in his not far away, a sound of weapons broke through the body, and another capable person died.
Death is so close to oneself that he can't even see the shadow of the enemy. This ability is almost collapsed, and he can't take care of anything. He wants to rush out of this poisonous fog.
But he was about to reach the edge of the poisonous fog, and once again saw the eyes that looked directly at him. When he was stunned, he was nervously retreating, and the long knife in his hand continued to slash.
A large piece of three-color poisonous fog was slashed, and the figure of the sable was still missing. In another direction, another companion fell.
In this way, the other side rushed four times before and after, but did not rush out smoothly, each time after encountering those eyes, scared the fear of retrogression.
Four of his companions were killed between the four times he went out.
As time passed, the three-color toxic fog gradually began to dissipate. The abilities of the abilities were more and more fearful. When he met the eyes for the fifth time, the whole person completely collapsed.
"Go to death!"
"Go to death! Go to hell!"
He kept roaring, and the long knife in his hand was cut toward the front. It was a slash, and there was no rule at all.
And just as he was hacking, a person stood behind him and looked at him quietly.
The robe of this man was ragged and his body was covered with blood. The face was very clean, young and handsome. Behind each other, that is, on the back, there is a pair of wings, and the wings have five pairs of ten wings. After gently shaking ~EbookFREE.me~ a barrel of hacking, this The abilities seemed to be aware of the anomaly behind him. He turned his knife slowly and saw the face that looked handsome in the dark.
"You..." The capable person saw the purple scorpion, and his expression instantly became smashed. The long knife in his hand was lifted up, and he wanted to cut it toward the purple sable.
A black knife light, first step toward the other's neck, when the dying, the ability to see the indifferent expression of the purple face, and the wings behind him.
At the moment when the vitality dissipated, he seemed to see the purple licking these wings, appearing in front of him several times, scaring him off several times, and then quickly reaching other companions, killing the same wanted to get from the three colors A companion who fled in the fog.
The previous ones were not illusions, but the illusion that the other party's speed was too fast to make his eyes.
This speed is undoubtedly much faster than the second-level Langman.
The three-color poisonous mist finally dissipated, and only the purple scorpion was still standing. Around him, those who had rushed up before had all turned into corpses and fell.