"Zheng——"
The iron weapons collided. Lan Xiaye blocked the knife with golden scissors, and then strangled the taskmaster's neck with his backhand.
After breaking the neck of the tasker, Lan Xiaye held up the golden scissors and swung at the tasker approaching her.
Ten minutes later, Lan Xiaye, who had suffered internal injuries, was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the golden scissors, panting tiredly.
But no one dared to get close.
Because all the missionaries who were close to her died on the golden scissors, and there were corpses lying on the ground mixed with blood and water. These were all missionaries who wanted to capture Lan Xiaye.
The other missionaries watched Lan Xiaye fearfully. This woman was simply ridiculously strong.
So many missionaries surrounded and beat her up, but no one killed her. Instead, she killed them in return.
Now seeing Lan Xiaye leaning on the golden scissors so tiredly, someone else was interested.
Shoot and kill from a distance.
The golden scissors were raised again to deflect the bullet. At the same time, Lan Xiaye, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly appeared next to the person who shot her. She waved the golden scissors and the head fell to the ground.
The air was once again suffocatingly quiet.
No one dared to make any small moves this time.
They stared at Lan Xiaye, waiting for her to be completely exhausted. Like eagles, waiting for her death, they rushed forward to eat her body.
Dan Chun's psychology is very complicated. She doesn't want to take action against Lan Xiaye, so she plans to wait until Lan Xiaye is killed by other missionaries before taking action to kill them and get the black box, which can be regarded as revenge for Lan Xiaye.
Ruan Hua stood aside and did not move. He stared at Lan Xiaye. From this angle, he could only see her back, leaning on the golden scissors. Her clothes were stained with blood and covered with scars and blood, but her back was still straight. Willing to surrender.
Variables are not easily killed.
He rubbed his wrists, and the silver light in his hair disappeared.
Another ten minutes passed, and the taskmaster who had been waiting for a long time became restless again. Someone threw a stone tentatively, and the stone landed smoothly without being blocked.
The missionaries were instantly ignited with passion, and their abilities were thrown at them for free.
Cai Cai and Wang Yuqiu, who just arrived, were stunned when they saw this scene. Cai Cai reacted completely subconsciously: "Save her!"
Wang Yuqiu shouted, "I know, I know," and quickly activated his powers.
Then a strong wind suddenly rose, and a tornado moved quickly in front of Lan Xiaye in a snake-like position, sucking all the powers and attacks that were originally intended to fall on Lan Xiaye into the tornado.
Lan Xiaye, whose head was lowered and her eyes were still open under the cover of messy hair, lowered her eyes after catching a glimpse of Cai Cai.
Without Wang Yuqiu's tornado, she might have opened up her subconscious.
Lan Xiaye is very afraid of losing her memory every time she uses her subconscious mind, so she will never open her subconscious mind at will without using her subconscious mind.
After the tornado sucked away the supernatural power, Wang Yuqiu picked up Lan Xiaye, then jumped to Cai Cai, picked up Cai Cai, and ran away quickly riding on the wind.
"Damn! Someone cut off the beard!"
"Chase!"
A large group of missionaries pursued them vigorously.
When Liao Fan saw the missionaries running away, he immediately became anxious, jumped out of the dimensional space, and landed among the crowd of missionaries.
Put your hands together and then pull them apart, a rectangle is gradually stretched.
The mission worker could vaguely see the starlight revealed in the rectangle, and suddenly had a bad premonition.
Someone exclaimed: "It's the fallen!"
Liao Fan opened his mouth wide with bloodthirsty and laughed wildly, "Enjoy my feast of slaughter!"
The rectangle was thrown, the power of space was formed, and wherever the rectangle passed, it was filled with blood.
The lithe woman who resisted with props was cut off at the waist, and blood sprayed all over the ground.
The male taskmaster with the body of King Kong stood upright and roared at the rectangle, and the next moment his whole body was cut vertically.
The lives of countless missionaries were wiped out so easily. No matter how many tricks they used, they could not escape the fatal blow of the rectangle.
"Run!!!" At this moment, everyone realized how terrifying the Fallen was and how no one could stop him.
Seeing Liao Fan killing so happily, Yi Bosen felt a little interested in his heart and joined the slaughter battlefield.
As soon as he landed, he read loudly to everyone: "1, 2, 3, the little guys running outside are all wooden people."
Three seconds later, the bodies of all the missionaries who were trying to stay away from the center of the massacre were frozen, with wooden lines appearing on their faces and bodies.
Only then did Yi Bosen slowly walk up to them, light a match casually, and throw it at them.
However, the match did not fall on the wooden man. A silver light flashed across quickly and swallowed the match.
"Huh?" Yi Bosen turned to face Ruan Hua.
Ruan Hua looked at Yi Bosen carefully, not daring to hold back at all, and released his killing move.
An invisible silver light quietly approached Yi Bosen from behind. It wasn't until the silver light approached his back that it suddenly became larger.
Unexpectedly, Yi Bosen quickly dodged the fatal blow as if he had eyes on his back.
"123. Anyone who tries to attack me becomes a wooden man."
Another group of people who planned to attack Yibosen turned into wooden men.
But Ruan Hua did not turn into a wooden man. Only now did Yi Bosen become serious and took Ruan Hua into his eyes.
"Senior taskmaster?" The smile disappeared from his face.
Ruan Hua did not answer and continued to control the silver light to attack Yibosen.
Dan Chun and Qi Xuewen were surprised for a second when they saw that Ruan Hua was not at a disadvantage against Yi Bosen, and immediately switched formations to face Liao Fan.
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As Wang Yuqiu ran, he found that there were fewer and fewer missionaries chasing him, which made him feel a little strange.
"There are so few people, it shouldn't be."
Cai Cai looked towards the direction of Montenegro, sensed it, and said in surprise: "There are degenerates."
Hearing the name of the Fallen, Wang Yuqiu suddenly thought, "No one is chasing her now. Just watch her here. I'm going to kill the Fallen."
Cai Cai nodded, "Go ahead, I will protect her."
She knelt down and saw Lan Xiaye, whose eyes were still open, and her eyes widened in shock.
"Are you okay?" Cai Cai asked uncertainly.
It was okay not to ask, but when I asked, I found that Lan Xiaye was not very conscious and was only holding on with a strong force.
Her eyes had lost their sparkle and were just open with a blank look, deterring everyone who had evil intentions towards her.
Cai Cai sighed and carefully removed the arrow feathers and bullets from Lan Xiaye's body.
The number of injuries on Lan Xiaye's body was astonishing. In addition to the physical sword marks and scars, there were also scars caused by supernatural powers. They were so densely intertwined that it was impossible to count how many attacks she had on her body.
A gust of wind blew by, and Wang Yuqiu rushed to Black Mountain. He looked at the two fallen people showing off their skills and shook his head, "There are more monks and less meat."
Ruan Hua faced off against Yi Bo Sen alone, and the fight was evenly matched, but missionaries who tried to attack with multiple Wing Bo Sen usually turned into wooden men, and over time no one joined them on the battlefield.
(End of chapter)
