You are all my wings

You are my wings, Chapter 217

"I am not the column of the gods ..."

The next second, the cold killing face.

"... but I am coming to kill you!"

In an instant sound, the sharp blade came from the wooden partition, it was like a fresh spring bamboo shoot after the rain.

In the first moment, the blade cut the wooden separator, and the partition of the pattern and the wood paint was directly quitted and flew around.

In the woods, the sharp knife has fallen into the Qing Qing.

The cold blade is straight to the teenage of the compartment.

That is a crystal crystal clear dragonfly, the extremely short knife is exquisite is like an art.

However, when the sharp coldness appeared, the sturdy wooden separator was easily cut like tofu.

The blade is forward, straight and blue.

boom!

A loud noise, the Qing Qing's fist is moved.

The blade of the blade, the Qingqing's body skin is thrown in the cold, and there is countless chicken skin.

Almost a matter of consciousness, her body micro-side, half-length, and a punch.

Eight pole! Wheate your wind!

Just fierce, the big blow is big, and there is no glamorous light, and there is no effect.

However, the white little hand merged into the moment, the fist arrived, everything was touched.

Tiles, wall roar, barboard explosion.

While this just fierce, while retreating, all the partitions of the bathroom are all over.

It's like a Domino dominate, and the partition of the entire toilet is all broken, quadruple.

Even the walls on one side have been in the Qingqing punch, there is a huge broken wall, and the spider web is generally spread toward the entire wall of the entire wall.

"you!"

In the eyes of the person who attacked the incredible shock, it did not think that the goal of his eyes did not have such a hard destruction.

The flash of the fist fist, even she had to avoid it.

"Who is you?"

In the mouth of the assassin, I sent a cold and whispered in the mouth, but the Qingqing at this time is already not interested in talking with her.

Master said, the battlefield and people talking to people are the most stupid behavior.

No matter what I want to say, I have to fall back to the enemy.

Only the enemy falling is the best enemy.

So in the face of the attack, Qingqing does not send.

She is cold, the body is slightly spin, and the half of the body flies out.

At the same time, the white fist is swaying, and a beautiful semi-circle is drawn in the air ...

A punch!

Eight pole! The king of the king!

A three punches, almost faster arrived.

This is a punch for the first enemy aircraft, mainly in the moment of the enemy's trick, and then counter-enemy is a very skillful punch.

However, under Qin Hao's improvement, this enrollment has become a big opening, just a punch, and directly on the front.

A three-punching, every punch is carrying the previous one.

The strikes of the three punches together, even the cement wall can stand a big hole!

boom!

It is also a loud noise, such as the body of the attacker, such as the filament of the bones, and the Qing Qing's boxing directly on the wall on one side.

I only heard the bang sound, this wall is not cracking in the wall, but a big hole that is born.

There are countless smoke splashes, and a piece of brick fragment flew out and exposed the parking garage outside the wall.

A brick fragment of a nearby car was flying out, and a harsh alarm was issued.

But there is no one in an empty underground parking garage, no one has issued the scary scene of this side.

At this time, the attacker has already retired from three meters.

The soft body flexible body is very weak, it looks like a willow like a light fluttering.

Qing Qing's boxing is so strong, completely unexpectedly.

Although the mask wearing the face makes the green you can't see her face, the petite body is obviously an older girl, and even a lot of age.

Only one meter four or five heads, how to see unlike an adult.

She is far away from three meters away and I want to continue away.

However, Qingqing does not give each other a chance to breathe.

A big drink, Qing Qing rushed out.

"Leave me!"

In the anger of Qingqing, the girls of Manta Mumei curve, but the terrorist deterrence of the tyrants of tyrannos.

That instant charge, almost comparable to typhoon transit, giving a strong sense of shock.

"Eight pole! Tiger hard climbing!"

The big fist is separated from both sides, and a punch is going to chase.

At the same time, the body of the attacker crawled on the ceiling, and the wall under her wall was chased by the murder of the bones.

Where is it, the smoke is scattered, and the brick is splash!