Thunder Martial

The single battle suddenly turned into this battle of mass beatings, and the picture changed a little quickly.

It is somewhat strange that Langman can easily exterminate enemies without killing them, but letting others do so.

And before, he was very worried about the four purple cousins. After seeing these people rush up, his face was still worried, but his heart was clearly relieved.

None of them are stupid, knowing that at this moment, any change in expression might change the game that follows. So they still look worried, but their hearts are blooming.

It was clear to the four that these people could not do anything about it, and that the result of all that went forward was that all of them died.

And after they were all killed, the next five of them joined forces, possibly with the possibility of killing Langman.

The seemingly dangerous situation was due to Langman's decision to wave hands this time, and a turning point took place.

Purple stood still in place, except that the dropped left hand lay between the waist. Most people did not notice this slight movement, even if they did, they would not care at all.

Xiangxuan and others knew exactly what was in the purple waist, so they waited quietly for the miracle to happen.

Miracle. Miracle indeed.

The disdainful smile of Langman's mouth remained, as if he had seen the scene where the purple razor had been cut to death by a knife.

These men, holding arms, rushed toward the purple rays, faster and closer to each other.

“Psst!”

Watching a road attack fall on the purple, the purple crushed the gourd in the waist, all three colors of poison fog appeared, instantly spread the whole field, covering everyone around.

“Yeah!”

Injured Tomp, holding his fist tight, shouted at the spreading tri-colored poison fog and excited his face.

In the eyes of the three men, there is also the color of excitement.

Three-color poison fog, called highly poisonous, touches and dies. This is Purple's secret and what they believe to be Purple's most powerful means and dependence.

Looking at these three colors of poison fog at this moment has covered all of us, and it is clear that there is no longer a chance that these people will be alive.

Just as the four of them relaxed completely, they suddenly heard the faint voice of Langman not far away, "Yeah? Do you think this scene looks exciting? ”

The four turned around and looked surprised at the overly calm Langman.

“Isn't it? It's three colors of poison fog. Die in it!” Hu Qi looked at Langman and said, but for some reason, there was suddenly a bad feeling in his heart.

“You're still the leader of the Four Shapes of the Hunter, and you're an idiot. We came here to kill that guy. Do you think we won't be prepared to know anything about him? ”

Langman looked at Hu Qi with a smile: “At a time when you didn't know him yet, I had a full understanding of him, including his speed and all his means, and even the scene when he was awake. ”

“Even if you know, if you don't have a specially configured antidote, touch it to death!” Tomp said softly.

“If it's another tricolor fog, it's a bit of a hassle. But unfortunately, this is what your bear did, and by the time you bought the tricolor fog, I had bought the matching antidote. You've been waiting with him to hunt fake beasts for a long time, even though we waited for this day. ”

When he heard about it, his face instantly grew pale and he lost his voice: “Don't you mean, purple him..."

“That's right, he's coming out of these three colors of poison fog right now, not just to save him, but to become his grave. ”

Speaking while Langman looked at the three colors of poison fog.

The four of them covered their noses a distance back and began to worry about the purple fog in the fog. I thought it was a confident turnaround, who knew it would turn out like this.

A wave of 30%, I don't know if Purple can solve the crisis.

“Pfft!”

At this moment, in the fog, such a voice was sounded.

This was obviously sent when the weapon cut open the flesh, just not knowing who broke whose defense.

“Pfft!”

Immediately afterwards, another slight sound appeared.

The fog is still spreading, and no one can see what is happening in the fog, not even the people in the fog can see what is really going on around them.

It's easy for those who can't see around, but it's easy to look at someone and kill someone.

Anyone with the ability to get into the fog has a specially configured detoxifier in their mouth, both to kill Purple and to allow Purple to release the three colors of fog.

But in front of this scene, it seems different from what they expected, when they swallowed the antidote dan and ignored the three colors of poison fog, the purple vanished from their sight.

“There it is! ”

Suddenly, a shock sounded and people saw a black shadow flashing from somewhere, causing a strong wind and blowing away some tri-colored poison fog.

The crowd rushed forward momentarily, but just a few steps forward, they heard a pounding noise.

“Well, did you kill him? ”

In the fog of three colors, a sound like this was sounded.

Silence followed, and silence clearly meant no.

“There it is!” Another sound sounded, immediately followed by the sound of weapons tearing space.

“Pfft!”

In the meantime, another clear voice sounded, followed by a fluttering voice, which should have been made by a dead body smashing to the ground.

“Who got it, who got it? ”

The sound of the inquiry rang from the three colors of poison fog, and this time no one answered.

“Pfft!” “Pfft!” “Pfft! ”

This time, three such voices were heard, followed by the sound of three people falling down.

The outside world, listening to these voices, the expression was very calm Langman, suddenly frowned, as if things had developed, some unexpectedly.

And the four nervous people, when they hear such a voice, are inevitably happy in their hearts.

“What's going on? Kill him now!” Waiting for some impatient Langman, said heavily.

Responding to him were two ‘puff' and ‘puff’ voices.

Three-color poison fog is slow to disperse, and no one knows what happened in it.

The purple of the moment, standing in the fog, staring into the fog as if it could see through it.

“Whoosh!”

A long sword passed through the poison fog and stabbed at the back of the purple heart.

The purple body flashed like a ghost. In a moment, it spared a circle. Behind the swordsman, the knife in his hand passed the neck of the other party.

His eyes rolled round and he fell down like this.

If you look at those bodies now, you'll find that their death forms seem to be very different, and each eye is staring at each other as if you saw a ghost before you died, dying without meditation.

As a capable man walked through the fog, he saw a corpse under his feet, his mood became heavy, cold sweat almost wet all over his body, listened to the occasional pounding in his ears, thinking of a companion falling down, his pressure became enormous and his steps were difficult.

“Ah!”

All of a sudden, a scream came out in this tri-colored fog, which should be the first scream since the fog appeared.

After this scream, there were no other voices, which made the ability even more frightening.

At this moment, the pressure of death overcame his fear of Langman, who no longer thought of Langman's orders and turned to flee.

At that point, he felt a strong wind blowing through him and then saw a pair of ice-cold eyes in front of him, staring at him dead.

“Die!” He sighed furiously and cut the knife in his hand forwards.

“Whoosh!”

The knife cut off a tri-colored fog, but he could not hear a single cut into the flesh, his eyes disappeared, and the capable man frightened back a few steps.

At this point, not far from him, a sound of a weapon breaking open flesh was sounded, and another capable man died.

Death is so close to me, but I can't even see the shadow of the enemy. This ability almost collapses, and I can't care less. I want to rush straight out of this poison fog.

But near the edge of the poison fog, he saw the pair of eyes looking directly into his eyes again, and when he waved the knife, he also backed nervously, and the long knife in his hand kept shaking.

Large tracts of trichromatic poison fog were cut off and still disappeared. In another direction, another companion fell.

Thus, the other party flushed forward and backward and backward four times, but did not flush out smoothly, and each time he encountered the frightening backward fright of the eyes.

Four of his companions were killed between these four runs.

Three-color poison fog gradually began to dissipate over time, and the fears grew in the mind of this capable man, and when he met those eyes for the fifth time, the whole man was completely collapsed.

“Die! ”

“Die! Die!”

He growled constantly, cutting the knife in his hand forward, which was a mess without a single chapter.

And just as he chopped, a man stood behind him and watched him quietly.

The man's robe was shattered and stained with blood, but his face was very clean, and he looked young and handsome. Behind each other, on the back, is a pair of wings with five pairs of ten wings, shaking gently.

After chopping a barrel, the capable man seemed to have noticed an anomaly behind him. He slowly turned his knife and saw the face, which still looked handsome in the dark.

“You...” The capable man saw the purple, his expression instantly became stubborn, and the long knife in his hand was also raised, and he wanted to cut it towards the purple.

With a blackened knife, he walked one step toward the other's neck. At the time of his death, the capable man saw the indifferent expression on the purple face and the wings that appeared behind him.

At the moment his life dissipated, he seemed to see purple wings, appearing in front of him several times, scared him off several times, and then quickly went to other companions, killing companions who also wanted to escape from the mist of the three colors.

Previously, it wasn't a hallucination, it was a hallucination caused by the other person's eyes too quickly.

This speed is undoubtedly much faster than that of Second Class Langman.

The three colors of poison fog eventually dissipated, only the purple rays stood, and around him, those who had rushed up before, had all fallen into corpses.