Imperial Phoenix Rules

I don't personally leave the defensive nephew, she has the same way.

The flying blade on the side of Junku Huang made a change, a pair of black and white meticulous blades, one of them turned into a huge bow and arrow, automatically standing before she followed.

The other flying blade becomes ten meters, sharp sharp black long arrows, automatically suspended by Junko, so that she is ready to take.

Each long arrow is inlaid with the arrows of the dragon thorn, which exudes a secular cold light under the sky.

The fat city owner not far from the Junkou, and the arrow has been sent to the cold light, which is definitely a weapon that is not allowed.

"Small sea, small, I am afraid." Junkuo looked at two villaies around you.

"Not afraid, mother."

"Not afraid, the phoenix."

Two small people shook at the same time.

This kind of scene has two children, and the impact is indeed a bit big.

But I think that these World of Warcraft are bad guys. If you want to move into the city, these innocent residents, the small sea humens and ink have the courage to face this.

"Good."

This world, the strong is king, the strength is respect, the two are small, the protected is good, and it will face this alone sooner or later.

Junkuchi will not overprote them, as long as they don't come into contact with bloody scenes about similar humanoid organisms.

After all, people have the same heart, the scene of killing the Warcraft is completely different from the impact of the murder scene.

Junkko took out five black long arrows and pulled the bow as full moon.

Five black long arrows, turned into five residues, accurate everyone, dispersed in five directions.

In the black long arrow, the nearby World of Warcraft broke into a group of blood mist.

Five black long arrows, rapidly around the ridiculous city, with a pile of magic crystals, automatically returning to Junkuo.

If the mouth of fat, the mouth of the fat city is no longer growing, as if he can see, the five long arrows killed at least one thousand World of Warcraft.

Not caught around, the other parties can't see.

Junkko, the death of the World of Warcraft, I am afraid close to 10,000.

This is only the effect of five black long arrows. If all ten black long arrows are used, the injury will be doubled.

The fat city is so thoughtful, and the Junko Huo sleeve is light. Ten black long arrows have already taken the bow strings. The Warcraft and the World of Warcraft are dead and injured.

Life is torn in the black pressure of the beast and exposes the ice original.

"Mother is good!"

Small sea glasses and ink can be clamped to the Junkko.

"Mother, Xiaoyao and my sister must also kill the Warcraft, but we don't have a weapon."

The small sea humens and ink can grasp the junk's skirt, and she will refuse.

"take it."

Junko took out two reduced version of the bow and arrows from the space ring, and the black long arrow whose shortening board was also used.

"Thank you, boy!"

"Thank you Huang!"

Xiaoyao and ink can cheer, holding his own bow, start to imitate the movement of Junkko, and align the world's recent World of Warcraft.

The two are very smart. After two deviations from the target, they will completely understand the correct usage.

Junkun Huang is afraid that he has been tired of two children, and the small bow in their hands is limited. Two small people are hunted to kill two or three World of Warcraft, and they are not easy.

For this speed, the fat city owner is embarrassed with the residents of the wild city.