My Empire

Seven hundred and forty-eight play

When Buryson shredded, there was no more irritated cold voice in the ear. He struggled forward, and once again swingted to wear a weird goal wearing a white robe.

The other party seems to be ready to end the battle, and the radius straight, not flashing, it is ready to hard to pick Burrison's sword.

At the moment of Burrison, the other party lifted a arm to condense a thick magic defense barrier in the palm, and the other hand explored the front of Burrison.

This white robe also found that if not crushed Burrison's armor, it was unable to cause fatal damage to Buryson. Therefore, this time this time, Burrison's weaknesses, intended to solve Burrison once.

Burrison did not panic there, he also made a defensive gesture with another arm, and the magic defense barrier on the arm illuminated that the speed of condense is even more faster than the other.

In an instant, the body of the two sides came into contact with Burrison, felt the arm of the defense, even if there was a blessing of the magical array, and also came into a severe pain.

And the sword he waited, and the other's magical defense barrier was smashed on the shoulders of each other.

The familiar long sword in the palm of his hand came, Burrison knew that his own attack was a hand.

He can't take care of the pain from his arm, and increase the destructive power of this sword as much as possible. The long sword of the Ironformer forge a factory is not expected, with super quality returns Burrison trust.

Burrison flew out the moment, seeing the side of the white robe that was slowly flying. He did cut a goal, and he cut off a lot.

Just, now it seems that this sword goes down, hacking, maybe just a white cloth. Half of the other party with his own arm, Burrison thinks this is the most exclusive exchange of his life.

But just that really let him have an illusion, what is the illusion in his longjian, what exactly?

Just when he hesitated, the White Robe suddenly made a scream, the remaining white robe, the body is not distorted, as if it is a balloon that is touched by the innermost gas, seeing Like it.

"Cut!" Burrison was fortunate for one second, and then the body fell into the trenches and fell on a bunch of housing.

He struggled to climb up and found his own motivated skeleton's left hand has been completely scrapped. The huge impact of just white robe has destroyed the left arm of the expensive warfare.

There are also some small parts that are fixed on the arm, and the thick arm is also slightly deformed.

He has originally become quiet headphones. At this time, a cold computer tone is ringing: "Energy has been exhausted, please detach it as soon as possible ..."

"Hey!" Originally fixed in the arm, the armor is all automatically opened, only the left arm of the deformed is still different.

"The death, energy is consumed to be on the defense ..." Burrison from the inside of the power outside Burrison, with force from the left broken arm, jumped to the ground.

He looked at the fixed assault rifle behind his body, because of the relationship between the volume and the post-sitting, you can't use it at all.

There is no way to use the long sword in the right hand, and he can only use the weapons you carry on his body and continue to fight.

So, he took out the self-defense pistol from his waist, and climbed to the edge of the trench.

The weapons in your hand were aligned with the white robe that was going to "".

Just when he couldn't help but fasten the trigger against the target, the opposite white robe finally couldn't support it, and exploded in the struggle distortion.

A huge impact has made Burrison rolled back to his trench again. He felt that he was just fell eight generations of hardeneneware, and there would be such a wolf.

He even fell to the bottom of the pit, the ear was buzzing in the ear. He can't hear the noisy on the battlefield. It turned out because of the anti-noise headset, now because his ear is really tested. .

"This death!" Burrison struggled to climb up, once again climbed the edge of the trench, explored his head, saw the white robe that has been fried into a fragment, falling in front of his eyes.

Obviously, he killed a white robe and won the victory of this battle. He excitedly wanted to scream, or he had begun to shout. Unfortunately, he can't hear his voice, the shout of his mouth, as if it is far away.

However, he is still very excited, because he is still winning this battle, winning this sudden, and the most elite army of the other party.

It is unfortunately after exciting, he recovered him, suddenly realized that he just killed a white robe.

Another White Robe is bombing a heavy armor with magic, put the attention on the Burrison in the trench. Step by step by step to Burrison, two hands are wrapped around the fierce smoke after burning.

Yes, now there are dozens of white rows who are raging on the battlefield. Burrison just only destroyed a white robe. He exhausted the energy of the motivated bones, but only barely kills a whitening robber ...

While he killed the white robe, some white robe were killed, and there were white robes to block their arms.

This is a fierce battle, many throwing soldiers because of the skills of death, and there are many throwers to rely on tragic way to win their own victory.

They pulled their own grenades, and they were attributed to the White Rubes of these rins - the whole battlefield, now a wolf, there is a black-fangs with nitrate smoke in the air, there is a heavy machine armor wreck in the ground .

"Hey!" Burrison pointed to the white robe that came to him, a shot of a shot. The bullets in his pistol rushed out of the gun and then splashed Mars on the magic array in front of the white robe.

"Hey!" The last shot hit out, the automatic pistol pops up the last housing, and entered the state of being filled. The sleeve is caught in the end, the gun tube is strangled by the heat.

Burrison lost his pistol and stared at the white robe close at hand and looked at the flames wrapped around the other arm.