"Glory of the King" half drunk

Kai Ban knelt on the ground, the armor had been split to pieces, the black sickle rested on his knife, and pressed down hard with the end that he vowed not to give up.

"Ah!" With a loud shout, the golden-red epee slashed on the black armor, leaving only a white mark.Instead, he was stabbed in the leg by a spike protruding from the ground and lost his mobility.

Bailong lay in a pool of blood, with many scales off his body, but he still tightly protected the person in his arms.Jia Luo was protected intact by Luna, but all the arrows in the quiver were shot, and his mana was exhausted. He leaned on the shield mountain and tried not to let himself fall.Nuwa was restrained by Ming Shiyin, and she had a faint tendency to be unable to hold on.

A strange fragrance came, and Kai suddenly became groggy. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to wake himself up, only to hear a "plop" in his ear, and Jia Luo had passed out.Then came Luna and Nuwa, Li Bai and Han Xin who lasted for a while, but also passed out, leaving only Kai who was struggling to support and Hua Mulan who remained awake because of the severe pain in her legs.

"Well, how do we deal with this little devil?" Ming Shiyin squatted beside Shou Yue, touching the tarnished horns on his head.

Kaimu's canthus was about to burst, and a sentence popped out word by word in his throat: "You dare to touch him!"

Ming Shiyin laughed, and a rose-red flame burst out of his hand. He suddenly turned cold and looked at Kaidao: "I originally came to look for Zhu Youlei, but I was lost by this little guy. You Say, how about I burn him?"

"No!" Hua Mulan took a few steps forward, leaving a trail of blood.

Ming Shiyin sneered, and at the same time, the ball of fire in his hand was also thrown on Shou Yue's body, engulfing him in an instant.

"No!"

Kai forcefully opened the sickle, dropped the sword, and staggered to Shouyue's side, ignoring the still burning flames, and hugged him.

"Don't leave me...don't leave me..."

The young man's face was pale, and he lay quietly on his shoulders, the rose-red flames were quietly burning, and those black wings gradually turned into ashes.

"Heh, hahaha." Ming Shiyin smiled, and walked slowly to Kai with his hands behind his back: "Want to die together? Impossible."

Kai couldn't feel the fiery pain that belonged to the flame, but the ashes fell on his arm, scalding blisters one by one.

The young man covered with scars lay in the arms of the soldier, and the peony bones gradually condensed on his body, which bloomed in full bloom, and then quickly withered under the burning of the flames, bursting into shiny powder with a "pop", and finally dissipated in the air middle.

He can't stop it all.

The blue-clothed swordsman knelt on the ground, his long hair hanging down to cover the expression on his face, his clothes were stained with blood, and the rose-red flame gradually extinguished, leaving nothing for him.

"ended."

Ming Shiyin picked up the sword on the ground, raised it high, and slashed at Kai's neck.

"Zheng-"

Jin Jian stopped him.

Ming Shiyin turned around abruptly: "Who?!"

There was no sound, but the monster beside Ming Shiyin moved, and a strange low voice came out from its throat.Suddenly, he swung his sickle and slashed at Ming Shiyin.

"You!" Ming Shiyin turned into a large piece of petals the moment the scythe slashed at him, and then appeared in another place in an instant.

It's just that there has long been a golden sword in that place.

Pass through.

Ming Shiyin lowered his head and saw a golden sword tip on his chest. He was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation after all!"

The golden sword ignited a golden flame, engulfing him in an instant, without even a scream.

"Ah, Ah Zheng..."

The monster standing aside let out a small cry, and in exchange for a merciless sentence: "Trash!"

The person who had been standing in the dark flew out, with a white robe, purple-gold shoulder armor, black wristbands, long white hair casually draped over his shoulders, and golden pupils looking fiercely at the monster.

"You, who are you?" Hua Mulan asked him, supporting her body with difficulty.

"Me?" The young man showed a disdainful smile: "You broke into my tomb and asked me who I am?"