Thunder Martial

Quiet around, these monks who came looking for treasure, all stared at the battle of the saints in the room.

In one to two cases, the two saints were also slightly injured.

Watching the thunder coming with the gun, the eyes of the two saints flashed a cold light, the light in their hands changed, and two more holy swords were added.

They were all together in the middle of the sky, shaped like two lights, with a human sword united, and rushed towards the thunder impulse.

Glorious, radiant, thunderous and holy, other holy forces, the shadows of both sides crossed.

Thunderbolt stopped a hundred meters away with his back to the two saints who also stopped, on the long gun in his hand flashing the lights of Thunderbolt, with a drop of holy blood emitting a brilliant glow.

Two previous saints, one of whom slowly lowered his head and saw blood pouring out of his chest, which had been pierced by a hole in a bullet hole. His movements became extremely slow, his face revealed a discomfort, his eyes were frightened, his body swung backwards, and he straightened to the ground.

Two saints, one dead.

The other slowly turned around, staring dead at the thunder still moving against his back, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure rushed forward again.

“Pfft!”

The sword shadow stabbed straight through the thunderous back of his heart, perfectly pierced his heart, this saint's face just revealed the joy, instantly solidified.

“Pfft!”

Only a long gun with lightning appeared behind him and penetrated his chest. And in front of this saint, the shadow of thunder slowly dissipated.

As the second saint fell down and died, the thunderbolt shaken slightly, and the long gun in his hand dissipated into a light. He covered the deep, risky cut on his left arm with his right hand, a thunder force poured into the wound along his palm, slowly repairing the wound.

Just three breaths later, Thunder let go, no longer ignored the wound of barely stopping the bleeding, cold eyes swept the whole field, indifferent words sounded in heaven and earth: “Who else?! ”

Hearing the sound of this vibrating soul, many interracial monks are subconscious retreats, their realm is too low, just heaven, how dare they succeed in front of the saints?

Even if it's a wounded saint!

The eyes swept past, deterred the whole field, and some of the saints, their faces changed slightly, appearing hesitant.

Thunderbolt slowly landed in front of the city, and the indifferent words rang again, "Although I have said it many times, there is no treasure here, it is just a con. But if you insist on coming, then I'll stay with you! If you want to enter the city, pass me first! ”

He bathed his blood around him and poured the bodies of four saints beneath his feet, like a demon in the eyes of the world.

The crowd was quiet, as if everyone was in town.

At this moment, Thunderbolt's face was flushed, but he couldn't stand it, coughing up a breath of blood.

Blood in his mouth also appeared to affect the wound, his body trembled slightly and his eyes twitched irresistibly.

Today he has killed four saints and is reaching his limit.

A previously hesitant saint, after seeing thunder cough blood, also slowly walked out, came to stop 100 meters away from thunder, looked at him and said indifferently: “After you are a strong crossbow, you will die if you persevere! ”

Over the walls of the city, there was a majestic voice, "Thunder, come back! ”

Thunder did not turn around, he knew that he could not go back, more and more heterosexuals were coming. If they were not shocked, the city behind them would be doomed, and those of the Thunder in the city would be doomed to die. The thunder gun that had just disappeared in his hand reappeared, and he looked at the saint and said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, come if you want to die! ”

The saint smiled coldly and rushed towards thunder.

Thunder held the Thunder Gun and vibrated the thunder wings forward.

Many of the saints in the crowd watched the scene indifferently, with no fluctuations in their faces.

Those heavens are watching the battle with horror.

A quarter of an hour later, the battle was over.

The saint fell into the blood, his thunderous abdomen was completely penetrated and his body was supported by a thunderous gun, which prevented him from falling.

His forehead, sweat mixed with blood dripping down, dripping in front of him like a blood-soaked earth.

In this period of time, the number of Fae dying in his hands is numberless, and even the number of Saints dying is almost double digits.

Just today……

Slowly turning his head, looking at the indifferent shadows of the crowd, his thunderous heart sighed. Every one of these saints is like an idiot, his brain is a muscle, he won't leave if he wants to, he's afraid he won't be able to continue guarding the Thunder clan.

Good thing...

Thunder did not continue to think down, because in the crowd, once again, out of a heterosexual saint, his eyes were cold, and his eyes were filled with sudden killers.

He stopped opposite the thunder and said, "Kill you and go into the city! ”

Thunderbolt knew it was useless to persuade him. These guys were complete idiots, just dead minds, like purple, making him very annoying and disgusting.

If it's disgusting, then it can only kill!

In the body, the power of thunder belonging to the Holy Grade, slowly swimming on the body surface, recovering his wounds. His surroundings were shining brighter and brighter, and at the end of the day he was blinking like a thunder.

Another battle begins...

“Sir? ”

Xunkai looked at Ziqiang in confusion and shouted, "I don't know how many grownups."

Purple's expression is calm, but in his heart, he is engaged in celestial warfare, silence.

Seeing what a glow there should be in it, the same silence was chosen. Along the way, the purple character is gentle and full of responsibility, making a great contribution to the Star of Life.

But this time, we came to the Lei tribe, but it showed a very rare and ruthless side. There must be some resentment in this, either against the Lei tribe or against the Lei saint.

This battle lasted for half an hour. The saint fell and died. Thunder moved to the ground, and the wounds were so severe that it looked like there was no more fighting power.

Above the walls of that Lei city, many Lei monks looked red, unwilling to look at the scene, full of fear of thunder.

Bloody, unable to stand thunderbolt, words still clear and indifferent: “Who else?! ”

Previously Thunderbolt had been badly wounded, but he still killed two saints in a row. At this moment, he could not stand, but nobody dared to trivialize each other.

There are many saints in the room, some vibrated by the thunder of the moment, but there are others whose faces remain apathetic.

Two of them emerged from the crowd, apparently worried about the seemingly dying thunder, and then erupted into a powerful lethality, choosing two to go together.

Thunder's expression stayed the same, biting his teeth to support Thunder Gun, trying to get up, but he tried a few times without success, he smiled lightly and said: “I can kill people if I sit down! ”

Seeing such a thunderbolt, he was engaged in the purple battle of Heavenly Man, and eventually decided to abandon everything else. He guarded the Lei tribe before saying, he sighed a long time, moved at a pace and walked forward.

The two saints were moving forward as well, but at a slow pace, releasing the saint's breath and seemingly trying to put more pressure on Thunder.

But the thunder was unemotional, and the severely injured body was trying to regain its new thunderous power.

Since it was decided to show up, the speed of purple was also slightly faster, and it quickly came out of the crowd.

On this battlefield, a fourth person appeared, and all eyes fell on the purple. Everyone was stunned when they perceived the aura of Zijuan, clearly from the star of life.

“Who is he? ”

“Like a heavenly realm? ”

“Isn't the heavens out now looking for death? ”

“Looking at his eyebrow mark, as if he were here, does he think he can come out and change all this? ”

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Above the walls of the city, the rest of the Thunder people also noticed the existence of the purple clan, but unlike the concerns of the different clans, they noticed the purple brow heart, the golden thunderous mark, which represents the highest ranking mark of the Thunder clan.

They don't know who Purple is, but they do know that the young man with the gold imprint looks remarkable.

Out of the crowd, Purple moved toward Thunder, and the two interracial saints saw the scene and stopped at a distance.

Unlike others, the thunderbolt stops a short distance away, and the purple beam moves directly towards the thunderbolt.

And after seeing the violets, the look did not change much, there was no surprise and stunner, as if knowing that the violets had come here long ago, just a bloody face with a bloody sarcasm.

Purple stopped three meters away from Thunderbolt and looked at Thunderbolt and said: “I've been here a long time. ”

Looking at Purple's calm expression, Thunder's face became more and more ironic, and he couldn't help but scoff: “I knew you'd come. I thought you'd wait for me to die before you showed up. You showed up sooner than I expected. You're a purple, you're an idiot in my heart! I'm sure you've been watching the war before, but you've never been comfortable with it. Maybe you blame yourself? ”

Purple silence silent.

Thunder suddenly laughed out loud: "Idiot, you are an idiot! There are countless killings on the bright side, but the heart is still weak to death. We are enemies, enemies and endless beings! You idiot will hesitate and struggle. If I were you, I'd keep watching until the last fatal blow! ”

“Ha ha! Idiot, now tell me what you came for. If you are here to kill me, although I can't help but frustrate you and eat your flesh and drink your blood, I will admire you with all my heart for this move today! ”

Raymond looked at Purple and said, “Now you tell me, did you come to kill me? Just kill me like a man? ”