Chapter 190 Fusang is fierce (1)

After chasing for more than a thousand meters, Xu Xi and the others have killed no less than dozens of S-level masters and hundreds of Fusang players one after another.

The cold wind trotted all the way and the Gundamaru, who was jogging in front, was blown by the cold wind. He felt too embarrassed and was angry and prepared to turn around without hesitation...

"Enough, don't chase after me!"

Just when everyone in the Expeditionary Force felt that they could destroy all these Fusang players in one go, Xu Xi's roar came: "Enough, don't chase after me!"

Even though Lao Cai, Panda and others who seemed to be chasing the most fiercely, they immediately ordered them to be banned. On the contrary, it was the blood-stinging master led by Feng Yue Wubian, and even Jiang Shier, who had a fever in his brain, still chased him wildly: "Why don't you chase him anymore? Now is a good opportunity!"

The people of the China Council are good at going to the battlefield. Without saying anything about the ban, when facing the pursuit of the results, everyone can still control their boiling blood and fanatical brains.

But others who have never been on the battlefield may not be able to restrain themselves.

Seeing that Jiang Shier and the Blood-Thorn Master were still chasing him wildly, seeing that he was about to chase into a forest, Xu Xi stomped his feet angrily, and his dantian roared: "Come back quickly, don't chase him!"

"Let's kill them!" Feng Yue Wubian killed the two of them excitedly and forgot to reply to Xu Xi.

Not to mention the boundless beauty of the wind, even if the ultimate assassin faces such brilliant results, he couldn't help but rush his blood to his brain and rushed forward quickly. Fortunately, he still remembered not to show his true martial arts skills. Even so, he could kill happily!

Now the ultimate assassin finally understood why China was going to the battlefield back then. It was not because of any benefits, but just the pure fanaticism of enjoying the war, and the unique passion of men.

"Damn!" Xu Xi was furious and stopped with the Shenzhouhui and others, but he was helpless.

"A bunch of idiots!" The wild panda gave an evaluation without hesitation: "Don't they know the reason for doing something in one go? This qi has already been drained, and I'm still chasing an egg!"

Zhushu stopped the first time Xu Xi called to stop, and said softly: "I'll call them!"

"No need!" Xu Xi's face was solemn, and he turned his face to listen quietly, smiling bitterly: "It's too late!"

"Prepare to pick them up, this will be a tough battle!" Xu Xi's face was not very good. The next battle could have been avoided because these guys were so angry...

In the woods in the distance, dark clouds connected into boundless areas in the strong wind, rolling in!

I always put my hands together and made a trumpet on my mouth: "The wind and thunder are blowing, and I will collect my clothes when it rains!"

I wonder what Jiang Shier and the others felt when they heard this, but they definitely don’t have the time or the spirit to feel it!

Because, at this moment, several figures that brought out space and twisted out of the sky appeared in the sky, and muffled thunder blew down from the sky!

"Be careful!" Xu Xi's roar almost suppressed the thunder!

But his shouting was still half a step late!

Jiang Shier, who is equivalent to an idiot in the panda evaluation, and the Ultimate Assassin, felt a vague sense of a wrong breath when the clouds rolled. When Xu Xi's shout sounded, their faces turned pale: "What a powerful breath!"

"Slash with one knife!"

A clear voice penetrated Xu Xi's shouting and penetrated into everyone's ears!

Jiang Shier and the Ultimate Assassin and others were blown by the cold wind and witnessed a scene with their own eyes!

A sword light falling from the sky was like lightning, and the blood was pricked. They were all elite masters. Even though they were in a state of heat, they still responded the fastest and raised their sword to fight back. But...

A shocking sword light flashed, and the blood-thorn master seemed to have solidified, transformed into a sculpture, and raised his sword to fight back stiffly on the spot.

The wind blew, and a dead branch fell down, quietly falling on the shoulders of the blood-thorn master.

Chih... Blood is as pleasant as the sound of the wind!
Chapter completed!