The mountain wind is still the same, blowing a glimpse of the hair in front of the white brocade, the star of the white brocade, the eyes like a torch, seemingly plain, but it is not dare to look straight.

"You, you..." Yu Yulong looked at the scene in front of him, and saw the fifth-order revision of his spirit, when he saw this!

"Humph!"

The white brocade star was cold and cold, and a ring of spiritual power was emitted from Bai Jinyi's body.

The jade dragon was severely hit, and the whole person flew up on his back and broke into the crowd.

"Upper, up, give me, hacked him!" Yan Yulong struggled and directed the left and right hands.

The night feathers looked at the mercenaries who rushed to their own knives, specifically the robbers dressed as mercenaries, with a bloodthirsty smile on their lips, a bit of suffocation in the beauty, their soul-splitting blade For many days, I have not seen blood!

boom!

On the soles of the night feathers, a burst of spiritual power broke out, and the whole person turned into a residual image, and rushed to the camp of the robbers at a faster speed.

Take one enemy.

The night feathers rushed in and immediately drowned in the "people's sea."

Xingzi Ming looked at the scene in front of him, and the toes were picked up. The long sword that was originally thrown on the ground was regained in his hand. In the eyes, there was no such weakness, but... a sense of perseverance!

Hey.

The long sword swayed and made a slight humming sound. Xing Ziming followed the pace of the previous night feathers and rushed into the battle group.

Only Bai Jinyi stood still in place.

Bai Jinyi looked at the eruption of Xing Ziming's body, and looked slightly: "The Eighth Order of the Spirit is repaired. This Feixing Villa has some strength in the southeastern region."

Hey.

The night feathers entered the robbers. If the fish went to the sea, the birds entered the deep forest, and each knife was elegantly waved, but ruthlessly took away one's life.

Many people... until death, there is no chance of screaming.

what!

After a short half minute, those robbers no longer dare to move forward.

Stand in a row, form a circle, and surround the night feathers in the center.

At the foot of the night feathers, it is all stone, even the soil is stained with blood, and the air is filled with a strong **** taste.

"This, this lady, mistakes, misunderstanding." Yan Yulong responded at this time, he kicked the iron plate this time!

In the face of absolute strength, the number of people... is not working!

"Misunderstanding? If it is not the strength of the son, I am afraid, now we have no chance to speak!" Xing Ziming did not know when he had already circled behind the jade dragon, the sword in his hand, quietly framed. Yulong's neck.

The night feathers look around, and the brawny look at their own eyes as if they were watching death. The corners of the mouth are again curled up with an elegant arc. The next moment, the figure of the night feathers disappears from the place.

This time... it really disappears!

The power of the gangs, but the spirits of the third and fourth ranks, could not be seen even in the shadow of the night feathers.

Ah, ah, ah!

The screams sounded one after another.

Many people's hands have begun to tremble, they look around and look around, looking at the tall figure, but only after someone fell, they found that the figure has just arrived.

Among the dozens of people remaining, the screams are still ringing, constantly tapping the eardrums of everyone.

"Come, come! You have the ability to kill me!"

A strong man holding a big knife, his eyes full of blood red, shaking his hands, screaming, this brave man in this extreme fear, finally could not stand, was stunned by the night feathers, mad!