Wolf celebrates the seventh bleeding.

The stabbing knife tossed his corpse backhand: "Cross -line, die!"

"Bang--"

The body of the wolf Qing fell in front of Shen Tu Meng Yun.

Furiously opened, his face was unwilling, but his vitality went out.

"Do you dare to kill my brother?"

Shen Tu Meng Yun was sad and angry, and then yelled: "He killed him, kill him!"

Countless wolf soldiers discarded the horse knife and pulled the gun in the backhand.

"when!"

At this moment, in the cold rainy night, the doors and windows on both sides of the long street opened.

A black knife, black, black mask, flashed like a phantom.

The number of this team is not too many, but it is a momentum that is different from the spirit of the wolf soldiers.

It's not just murderous and warfare, but also a kind of cruelty to extremely indifferent.

They are dark, and they seem to not even reflect a trace of light.

They are consistent, the speed is consistent, the action is consistent, two hundred people, but like one person.

No, it is like a black line drawn.

They flew down from a height.

Two hundred people were like a dark sword to split into Shen Tu Meng Yun's guard camp.

Shen Tu Meng Yun's face changed greatly: "Be careful, shoot!"

"kill--"

The moment the wolf soldiers roared, the two hundred dead men who poured down disappeared together.

Black, black mask, black knife and dark night are completely mixed.

At the same time, the lights are slightly darker.

The disappearance of the target and the change of vision have caused countless wolf soldiers to stagnate.

The hand holding the firearm was slightly slowed.

Just when they were blank, a large knife was like rain, and it fluttered from the night sky.

"~~

Along with a metal tremor, the 200th Chumen dead men flew down, while a thunder was split.

Because their movements were too neat, the sound of the sheath converged into a long chant.

At the same time, the eyes of everyone's eyes are the killing intentions of explosion!

Wow, a lot of rain, countless knives in the rain rose at first.

The two hundred wolf soldiers splashed blood at the same time, and turned around at the same time, falling from the horse as if the wood was.

Unhappy, extremely powerful!

"!"

At this time, there was a wave of swords in the heavens and the earth, endless harsh and shocking.

Countless black knife cut on Shen Tu Meng Yun, who was too late to retreat.

"Wow--"

Shen Tu Meng Yun immediately became eighteen, and his death would not fly out.

At this moment, heaven and earth are extremely cold.

The blade hangs blood, and the blood is endless.
Chapter completed!