Vol 2 Chapter 410: 1 stroke (three)

The deputy will smile and look at his general, who has not followed the wrong person in this life.
"Don't let go! Hold on to me!" Witcher said with a slight tone in the tone of the command, the deputy will follow birth to death, this kind of kindness naturally value.
But the deputy at this time, the body has been torn by suction, leaving only the hand, and the sincere smile.
I don't know how long it took, the screams in my ears didn't, and the suction was gone...
The Witch and Horse violently gasped and looked up and said: "This general has said that..."
The words were not finished, it was because Wu Mazhen saw the deputy, there was no suction, and the deputy’s body fell.
I really grabbed his hand, but only the hand, and the smile.
Wu Mayu loosened the hand of the deputy, slowly straightened up, the black hole in the air has disappeared.
Slowly turning back...
Hundreds of thousands of troops behind him were gone. Except for their own deputy, nothing left, which made Wu Mazhen feel that he was dreaming.
A breeze drifted slowly, and the witch horse took off his helmet. The hard face seemed to be a lot old, and his eyes were unwilling and uneasy!
The other party only used one trick!
one move!
The most elite army of his own is gone. At this moment, Wu Ma feels that Heaven is joking with himself.
Why is there such a person in this low-level plane? It is no wonder that the purple shirt will betrayed and even persuaded to return. It turns out that she is all true. If she casts it, she can save the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers!
But I didn't listen to it, so I caused such a big casualty, how should I face the dead soldier!
This death is meaningless at all!
The breeze blew the hair of the witch, and the black hair was still white with hair, and gradually turned into white hair.
In a moment, the black hair turned white, which was a general’s self-blame and deeply regretted his orders.
Wu Mazhen suddenly squatted next to the vice-president, hands into the ground, using his hands to dig.
a bit.
Two times.
Three times.
Wu Mazhen buried his deputy on the spot, and then buried the soil, picked up the ancient artifacts around him, and stood up!
Looking at the shackles not far away, and those who stood on the void, Wu Ma screamed coldly: "Today you kill me 100,000 soldiers, tomorrow I will kill you millions, tens of millions! Until the day is day Otherwise, I will not die, my witch will curse you with my soul!"
The death mage made a squeaky voice.
Royal translation: "The curse bounces."
"Today I know Wu Ma! But if there is an afterlife, I will still stand in your opposite position!" The sorcerer's body gradually radiated a horrible atmosphere, and the ancient artifacts in his hands were also shining.
This is the time when the death mage waited for a long time, and finally I can fight one-on-one!
"Be careful! He wants to blew the gods and the ancient artifacts!" The purple shirt suddenly exclaimed.
A few people stunned, don’t you fight? Choose suicide?
The Witched Horse, who is full of heart, has lost the desire to fight. If he listens to the advice of the Heavenly Master, how can such a thing happen? Who is responsible for the death of 100,000 soldiers, and only his incompetent general Now!
"You are really strong! But strong and strong, but supreme, just wait for the supreme anger, I will be waiting for you on the road! Hahaha!"
In the crazy laughter of Wu Ma, the body is getting brighter and brighter, the violent breath is sweeping around, and the ancient artifacts are gradually cracking, and the atmosphere of destroying the earth is melting.
The Death Mage pours a sigh of relief.
Royal translation: "Forbidden!"
I saw that the Witch Horse was wrapped in a transparent "bubble".
boom!
The witch horse in the bubble turned into a light spot, and then exploded with the ancient artifact.
I saw the "bubble" inside is twisted, the colorful energy seems very violent, and I want to break out but I am wrapped by "bubble".
Nourish!
There was a crack in the surface of the "bubble", and more and more cracks appeared.
Between the crashes, the "bubble" burst, and the entire Ji family's ground trembled, and the Ji family's enchantment almost broke.
If this forbidden air absorbs the first wave of damage, the consequences of this horrific self-destruction are unimaginable.
However, the nearest death mage was also affected by the impact and even slipped backwards.
This kind of self-explosion is a qualitative change. It is not only the ancient artifacts that the gods added, but even the metamorphosis of the death mage has been shaken backwards for several meters.
I have to say that the self-destruction of the witch-horse is still effective, at least let the death mage retreat.
Slamming.
The Death Mage who slides backwards feels that he has encountered something and looks back.
Word, my mobile phone is on the ground. This is the latest iPhoneXSMax. I finally bought it for myself. The highest match, this time I fell on the ground, and the death mage’s heart was broken.
Take a look, if the death mage has meat on his face, it will definitely shake.
Because the screen has a crack, the Master is the perfect one, how can you allow such awkwardness.
Looking for Fang, I took a look: "I will buy you a new one if I don't fish."
Don't fish? You are not asking for the life of this Master, you can't play it first, maybe you are used to playing and playing?
"Everyone, let's withdraw first." Xun Fang smiled and went away with the death mage.
Tang Wei and Big Brother Green also went to the first place, leaving Yihong and Ziyi.
The mood of the purple shirt is still a bit complicated. It is a pity that so many people, the blink of an eye is gone.
Yihong saw his wife's face frustrated and gently slammed it. Yihong, who could not speak, could only show it by action.
It’s hard to let Yihong take the initiative, and the purple shirt didn’t say anything, and gently hugged Yihong.
"Golden shirt, don't you go." Yihong said that after three days, ~EbookFREE.me~ is estimated to be even more tragic.
There were a lot of people who killed the purple shirt that night. Today is just a pity, and it will not change their views because of this.
Leaving Yihong's arms, the purple shirt said faintly: "I will go."
"Oh, that's okay." For the requirements of the purple shirt, Yihong has no brains to agree. Of course, if you touch the bottom line, you will not agree.
For example, the purple shirt requires the same bed. This is definitely not acceptable to Yihong. If you want to make some achievements, then you will be happy with the purple shirt.
The purple shirt vomited a bite, turned and looked at Yihong, and snorted: "Is it to sleep in bed tonight?"
This sentence is undoubtedly touching the bottom line of Yihong.
At this time, Yihong was extraordinarily serious: "The purple shirt, I have to criticize you severely. As a girl, how can I make such a request, even if it is to be raised, it should be proposed by me."
"Then you mention it." The purple shirt was not angry, and the taste of keeping alive was really bad.