The end of the collision of the blade, it is like a broken bellows, the heavy breathing sounds roaring in his ear. At this time, the whole person’s sweat and the spirit of the rain have become somewhat awkward, and the fierce player The consumption of the fight is much larger than he imagined. If it weren't for the help of the original fire, he would have been defeated before the twenty or thirty rounds.

With the flash of this thought, looking at the southeast of Zhou, who was once again rushing to the horse, Luo Jiqiang played a few spirits and hurried up.

Immediately, the two figures were staggered again! At that time, I only heard the sound of a collision of the blade. The gun head of the bronze pistol and the Fangtian painting smashed into the crescent moon. The Luo series was not a fierce player, and now hits the southeastern offensive. Still full of strength, but he was tired, a collision, the force that passed the gun to his hand, the tiger's mouth hurt, the bronze gun in his hand was almost hit.

The big sweat beads slipped down the cheeks. The stamina of his three stars couldn’t hold back this high-intensity battle, but the opportunity to catch it was just not to be reconciled. After all, his three sons Kung Fu, if the second time to the southeast last week, the other side has prepared, it will be difficult to work.

At this point, Luo's cold face also flashed a touch of twilight, biting his tongue, letting the salty blood spread in his mouth, and the intense pain constantly stimulated him. The reflex nerve became dull, and then he saw that he resolutely pulled the reins in his hand and turned the horse's head. The two men who had passed by had launched another round of confrontation!

The horseshoes of the bursts of shouting and screaming screamed and slammed the eardrum of Luo Ji. He had no spare time to play the next round. He saw a moment and saw his skill, his arms trembled, and the bronze rifle sharp. The gun head once again brought the starting point to the cold, and stabbed the door to the southeast of that week!

The same method of shooting shots immediately aroused the vigilance of the southeastern Zhou. At the same time as the waving of the square paintings disintegrated the gun, the moment of the wrong passage, Luo Ji subconsciously took the carbine, and the result was in the corner of the eye. The moment I swept away, it was directly hitting the other two lines of sight!

"Sure enough..." I noticed the sight of Zhou’s southeast, and Luo’s heart was pumping. The other side was obviously defending his returning rifle. At this time, if he beat hard, he would be beaten by Zhou Dongnan, even A counter wave.

Thinking of this, Luo Ji is also a smart move, only to see his one arm violently exerted a force, actually did not play cards according to common sense, actually throwing the bronze pistol in his hand as a javelin!

This hand, watching the southeast of Zhou is also a bit dumbfounded. Which Wu will directly take out his own riding weapon and use it as a hidden weapon? Do you want to fight later?

With such a thought, Zhou Xian’s hand painted a dance in the sky, and the bronze rifle that was thrown over was thrown out on the spot, and then he was ready to turn the horse’s head and rushed to sigh with a sigh of relief. The scene that caught his eye was to make him instantly unmanned!

I saw dozens of steps, Luo Ji riding on the horse back at this time holding a long bow in the hand, originally in a riding battle, the fighting rhythm of the two sides rushing back and forth is too fast, so that the longbow is basically useless Earth, and now, the fighting rhythm has slowed down significantly, and the hand that he threw a bronze pistol disturbed the thoughts of Zhou Dongnan and created a chance to bend his bow and arrow!

Between the electric and the Flint, Luo Ji can be said to put all his spare power in this hand...

"Precise shooting!"

"Brushing!" Three arrows in a row, directly to the southeast of Zhou, which is located dozens of steps away.

In the face of this riding style, the southeast of Zhou is obviously being caught unprepared. At the same time that the bronze rifle is flying out while waving the square painting, the three arrows have already hit him. The bronze arrow that flashed with coldness was magnified in his pupil, almost to stop his heart.

"Come, not too late!" The Fangtian painting that was thrown out was too late to recover. The weight of this weapon was not light. After dozens of rounds, his arms had already accumulated a lot of fatigue. At that time, he only felt that Fang Tian's paintings in his hands were full of weight, and it was extremely difficult to wave.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xiangnan couldn’t think too much, and the instincts lowered his head. With the action of his arms, he protected the heart and the head, and hardened the three arrows!

The bronze arrow runs through the protection of the leather armor. The pain caused by the lack of his skin and flesh continually stimulates his painful nerves, which makes his entire face instantly distorted. This luck is also bad enough. It just hits the bronze armor. The one piece ~lightnovelpub.net~ Then, I heard only the sorrow of '唏律律', and his whole body was swept away in an instant, accompanied by a whirlwind, and the brain had not yet had time to react. Heavy fell to the ground.

After rolling a few laps in a row, Zhou Qiandong, who barely stabilized his body, clenched his teeth and looked up. He saw that the black horse under his arm was no longer alive, and was one of the three arrows in Luo Ji. Shoot on the spot!

"Isn't this dead?" Luo Ji bite his teeth, his right hand subconsciously touched the arrow pot. However, he failed to draw an arrow several times. He looked down and saw that he had his right hand at this time. In the slight tremor, just opened three arrows, basically has consumed all his arm strength!

The left hand slammed two punches in the trembling right hand. When he was about to bend his bow again, he seemed to hear the shouts in the vagueness. He didn’t think much. At this time, he only wanted one. The arrow shot the southeast of Zhou in the distance.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the smashing fire that had been performed by his Majesty and his tacit understanding was suddenly a sudden sway, and then ran two steps to the side without warning.

This crucial two-step instant allowed Luo to escape and watch the bronze scorpion that had been stabbed from the side. Where did Luo Ji know that it was the opposite of the squad? Quickly, the horses are hiding in the distance.

And with the killing of the enemy, the shouts that were originally heard vaguely became clear...

"Despicable villain! There is another kind of round with me!!"

Hearing the sound, a middle-aged man who sneaked a sneak attack quickly flashed a hint of jealousy, did not pursue it again, and immediately left the horse, and while pulling quickly from the southeast of Zhou, he pulled it to the horse. On the back.

The retreating horn that followed was temporarily kicked off for the battle outside the city of Nishihara...