I must be crazy, I have been in contact for too long, and I have been infected with some kind of disease. "
The sprint stroke whistled in his ears. Zhu Jiaming thought so, feeling that he had fallen, and became like a silly X, and he was a little sad.
In fact, the reason for choosing to fight is very simple. The little king can't hold himself to watch, watching Wu Jie to die.
Yes, it is the wood that hasn't said much about this one year after more than a year. Zhu Jiaming knows that he has been very weak recently, but he will definitely not say that even if he is three enemies, this silly X will never ask for help ...
He will block there, fighting, fighting, fighting ... until the end is exhausted, until the battle dies. Perhaps the moment he died, he would not speak out.
Zhu Jiaming tried to imagine it. Thinking of Wu Jie's death, in this way, there was no such person in the world ... inexplicable, uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
So he rushed up, about a moment of impulse.
Now the rust girl over there is restrained by the super combat power, and the situation is dangerous. Han Qingyu has not slowed down. Wen Jifei has only one bullet left. What can he do here ...
As close as a melee of 2,000 people, Xiao Wang held a knife with both hands and rushed into the top battlefield from the side.
Wu Jie stood there, and at the moment when the other two were silent, he glanced at Xiao Wang a little blankly.
"Look at your uncle, cry when you are moved, dead wooden man."
While the little king scolded the street in his heart, he "banged", and the sword on his hands had hit with Fengseca's hands.
The difference in the thickness of the source energy was reflected in an instant. He mainly attacked, but after the collision, his figure immediately retreated.
Immediately afterwards, Fengsaika's feet were spinning, chasing at no forgiveness, and cutting again.
"when!"
Zhu Jiaming stepped back again, his hands cracked at the same time, and blood was like spring, and he could hardly hold the knife.
"Nest operation, so fierce ..."
"Discuss, regret, surrender, and re -select it? I choose the other two."
"No, I quit."
"I'm actually not familiar with them, just the surface brothers, calculate each other in private ..."
While regretting and begging for mercy in his heart, he used a sword with a sword, no longer fighting hard, the little king or stabbing, or the knife touched and swinging, cushioning, and seeking life.
…………
The state of Eroldo seemed a bit bad. The adjustment time was a bit long. Qingzi didn't know how it was. The rust girl couldn't attack. His arms and sword shadows quickly turned around.
Black Fang slashed out, slashed back, slashed out, slashed back... again and again, struggling to support the huge disadvantage in numbers and combat power with his still somewhat unfamiliar top-level surge.
Wen Jifei had only one bullet left, and the grief of the square was no longer crushed, but the bullets that originally thought it had extended was left.
After making judgments quickly in my head, a strong weakness invaded my heart. This seems to be the first time in this year, Wen Jifei found that he seemed to be able to change anything ... just like before.
The strongest dice in history always thought about doing a vote at any time, but this time, he seemed to be a big deal.
Who is the danger of a bullet?
Facing the siege of 300 people, the rust girl faces the sneak attack from time to time and the super combat power above the top is also supported. Wu Tie is supporting one enemy and two ... but the little prince is the current look in the current sight. The most difficult one.
The strength gap between Zhu Jiaming and Fengseca is a bit large. In just two or three minutes, the suit was broken like picked up in the garbage dump.
"It's almost done!"
A fish jumped, and the thrill avoided a knife, the little king said.
"Fuck your uncle's foreign guy, don't you know too much?" Another sword, the little prince fell heavily on the ground after the lords opened, dare not stagnate at all, quickly crawled with his limbs and then stood up for two shots and ran.
"do not fight."
"I beg for mercy, grass!"
Zhu Jiaming's English is not very good. These words are said, half of the Chinese Asian language, half of the English.
Fengseca doesn't understand, it is impossible to stop even if you understand it.
Because the killing is close at hand, after the one is killed, the subsequent slaughter will be like the falling Demono bone card, which is unstoppable.
"Doo!" Once again, Zhu Jiaming was cut off and fell to stand up.
Fengseca also stopped adjusting the source of the source, his eyes looked at the rabbit like a wolf, staring at Zhu Jiaming ... He was storage and was ready to complete the final kill.
The strange thing is that this time, the opponent did not yell anymore or escape again. Zhu Jiaming stayed weirdly, stood at him.
"Okay! Fuck you, remember, you are better than me."
"Do you be a master of the King of Shu in Daming and the little king in the dignified church really have nothing to press the bottom of the box?!"
He said deeply.
"Lao Tzu ..." Zhu Jiaming suddenly stood up and sprayed blood on the blade.
"Lao Tzu will teach you that these barbarians know today, what is Royal Fun, to descend the gods." He looked resolute.
After speaking, a meal.
From the perspective of Wen Jifei, there is no change.
But from the look and momentum of Wang Ye's own, he seemed to have really become stronger and he was descended.
"Are there any things in the source of the world?" Wen Jifei stunned.
In the sight, since the first active attack after the first hit, the little king was full of speed, and the knee was slightly bent in front of the front ... Judging by combat common sense, this is a preparation of the jump.
Is he going to take off? ! Looking for death? !
At this moment, even Fengseka, who was already impatient to attack, was panicked and doubtful, his eyes were vigilant, and he took a step back to take a step and put on a defense.
"go to hell."
The little king roared, jumped in the charge ... without the empty, a sudden brake turned, and ran away.
"Go to uncle, let Lao Tzu drag for a minute."
Therefore, there is still no these things in the world of Yuanneng. Wen Jifei wanted to laugh in an instant, but couldn't laugh.
At the same time, Fengseca was furious, forcibly twisted the source of the source, and the speed broke out.
He quickly chased ...
"Dead." Zhu Jiaming whispered.
At this moment, a flying knife was crossing the chaotic battlefield, with arcs, and hitting the side temples of Fengseca.
Rumei Pear Vortex Chop ... Imitation version.
Inside the small group, Han Qingyu's rust girl Li Vortex has always been willing to teach. On one occasion, Xiao Wang asked, can he listen together, Han Qingyu said yes, teaching the same.
He later did not learn.
This is the one that he has learned the most than everyone, maybe because he was cunning. However, he hid, maybe he was ready to wait for one day to sneak attack on Han Qingyu himself.
The war knife can no longer be controlled. In order to make Fengseca not run over, Zhu Jiaming actively brakes at this moment. He brakes the body and turns back. , Attract his attention.
At the same time, the short sword I used to use my right hand, leaned down, and handed it out with a sword ...
"Song!" In the hunting and killing, Fengseka suddenly had a strong wave source, and the viscera was damaged.
He perceived. Zhu Jiaming's version of the rust girl Pear Vortex was too slow, and the sound of the spin was still there. At the last moment, she was avoided, rubbing the top door above the door of Fengseca.
As for the darts, there was no threat. At most, it was just to leave one or two broken wounds.
The last hope was the short sword, and the sword tip passed to Fengseka's throat, but unfortunately he retreated after he ejected ... short.
"Ka", suddenly, the sound of the rolling spring, Zhu Jiaming's short sword in his hand suddenly skyrocketed, and directly penetrated Fengseka's throat.
……And that's all.
The young prince is not strong enough, and as a self-proclaimed descendant of the royal family, he does not have the ability to conjure gods. He only has one trick after another, and a few tricks...
He just relying on these, desperately, fifth one -on -one fights.
