Descent of the Phoenix

Du Fei instantly glimpsed, and the moon in front of him had already passed by and threw himself into the dark guard group behind him.

Knife light sword, murderous instant transpiration.

The butterfly wears flowers and the figures are fluttering.

"Wang Ye, can you do Wang Hao in the end?" Standing on the autumn mark next to Xuanyuan Che, he looked worriedly like a lamb and threw himself into the moon in the lions.

The action of Haoyue is not fast, and it is very clear. The dark guard she is facing is quite fast. The sword-like aspect is almost lightning fast.

So, will their Wang Hao be?

"Hey, Wang Hao closed her eyes, she... she didn't want to live." Yan Hu looked at the moon in the fight and closed his eyes, shaking his mouth.

At this time, others don’t have a few pairs of eyes to see their opponents. Their Wang Hao actually closes his eyes. This...

Xuanyuan Che also clenched her fist at this time. Is this self-seeing too high? How do she face the well-trained killer? Her martial arts are only 13 years old, and she is practicing from her mother. It’s only 13 years, what did she do?

However, he did not know that Haoyue, itself is the top mercenary, the top killer, that is not the top of this small million population, which is the first in this vast line of the world's five billion people.

She came from the heap of dead people.

She is exercising from the Shura field.

If you say anything else, I don’t dare to boast, but she said in the killer world that the second one dared to say first.

To deal with these killer-oriented people, it is completely pediatric, because their murderousness is too eye-catching, so that she doesn't even need to look at it, she can clearly see where they are by feeling, and clearly feel the sharpness of the attack. murderous look.

As a butterfly flies, in a group of light-hearted killers, the action of Haoyue seems to be completely slow.

It was almost easy to see clearly. The sword knife wiped from her side and flashed from her head and neck, but she could not hurt her.

Xuanyuan Che’s hand with his fist was released, and he was shocked to see Haoyue. What kind of effort is this? How could it be like completely inadvertently avoiding so many attacks, and the action is slow and outrageous?

The thoughts in my heart just flashed past, and the shape of the moon flashed, and I had already stood in front of him in a step, waving the corner of the clothes casually.