Pirate's Infinite Wings

Fresh red knife energy flowed over and over again, a huge rock was on the dark pinnacle, and the knife mark was a few meters deep, looking like an invisible knife, with a dark pattern.

The blue sword glow in the sky is the destruction of sword aura. This is a close battle, but the sharp sword aura continues to emit a series of sword glows, constantly changing in the gap, and the entire space is full of terrible Chance to kill.

Such a scene only allowed people to see the crush on the top of the mountain for a while, completely immersed in one of them, "Aha, Huang Fu Qingming, what a pity, your sword is facing the sky, and you can't kill me! "Crazy laughter, the style of Lenghudao changed, he stopped pursuing defense, and transported the wounded knives on both sides, passed through the hole under his sword, passed by, and left it on Huanghu's shoulders. Shocking scars.

Sharing the burden of injury with the contract, as a system of animal souls, Hanhu can recover quickly at any time and still maintain combat effectiveness.

But as a kind of physical weapon, Huang Fu Qingming, a kind of system of gods, cannot spread injuries like a cold tiger. Once injured, the combat effectiveness will be reduced by one point.

"Ah, Huang Fu Qingming, that person who makes people feel refreshed, it should be you, ha!"

Amidst the crazy laughter, the cold knife was desperate. This was a complete failure and failure.Although the sword marks were quickly covered like blood, they were quickly passed to the flame bears, and they still maintained their combat effectiveness.The result of his desperate efforts was to leave five or six scars on Huang Fu.

Huang Fu’s shoulders, arms, and legs were all seriously injured. The knife energy in the flame spread from the wound, constantly darkening his air passages, and there was even a hidden natural force between forces. The movement is not smooth.

"One shot to win, the last sword!"

Huang Fuqing opened the Hanguang Tiger with a sword. It was a hundred meters in shape, standing empty, spinning rapidly in the hand of the sword, there was a harsh air sound, and the blue streamer kept escaping from the sword of the sword.In other words, the sword is like a hurricane in front of you, like a sword moving by hand.

"To the sky, three types. Oh my God!"

The green air changed from the body, the clouds in the sky and the earth changed, the thunder moved green, and the clouds in the sky began to gather around the body like a cloud of dark matter.A light gray Tianzhu cloud stirred the sky and the earth, and Huang Fu's sword power unexpectedly seemed to convey the sky.

The dark blue color, the emperor’s youth gently stretched out his hand, and the crazy spinning sword, made people willingly say: "There is no selfish desire, no one has nothing, forgot to have a sword..." I have no desire, no one. I have nothing, I forgot to own my sword... "The head of the sky, let's go!"

The sword that asked the sky gently stretched out, thick as mist filled the past.

When Hanhu’s head was sprayed with mist, although wild luck was resisted, he did not struggle at all. The blood flew away. The huge flame under his feet was like a mountain, a beast, a raging flame, like a mountain The mountain, the fire bear, is like a mountain, in the shade of blue.It was a near-neutral and fearful feeling, but in the end it was like a balloon, a huge body burst, blood and bones scattered in the sky.

"Ah, Fire Bear" the tiger was crazy.

The third type is Tian Jian and Zhu Tian, ​​a sword killed the tenth level quasi-flaming bear, which is equivalent to more than half of the strength of the ice tiger...