My Script is a Supporting Role

"Here ... He, he should also!"

But Wang Yishan said this, he is not confident.

Just now, I have already seen it very well, and the opposite ride ride, the battle is far from the public.

Mo Chen can resist two thousand alien people, and does not mean that he will block this thousand iron ride.

but……

Now this is the only hope of them.

Everyone slammed breathing and looked at the shadows in front.

Mo Chen's shape is very weak, the muscles are strong, but it is not much higher.

Compared with the aliens of these stainless monsters, it is already very thin, and it is more insignificant compared with the moving thousand riding horses.

But this is such a figure, but before the unstopable thousand riding strikes, it seems extremely eye-catching.

The figure, like a butterfly that is a fire, like a dragonfly that is blocking the car.

Even if the gap between the two sides is so obvious, Mo Chen's figure still covers thousands of pentium iron rides, attracting everyone's gaze.

Xiao Juan looked at the back of Mo Chen, but he frowned softly.

"He just thought ... What mortire ... What is big, what does it mean?"

After Feng Yao's body, several looks sorrowful scales sorrowful to see this.

That young man, although the courage is full, but it will eventually drown under the trunk of David.

The same is the end of the world, these alien destiny is the fate of their future.

"General ... you, let them let them!"

Feng Yao also noticed that the young people who pounced the cavalry array, smiled: "If you don't have your strength, you can stop you."

But the eyes wrapped around the young people, Feng Yao suddenly found this person some eyes.

Mo Chen is not enough to be 20 feet from the cavalry.

This distance, just a blink of an eye, the cavalry can quickly rush.

The pentium of the armor will be milled, and there is countless iron hoof, you can step into dust.

No one knows why he is rushing up.

Because this looks nothing differences with death.

At this time, Mo Chen suddenly issued a rock.

"Feng Yao !!!"

This voice passed through the rampant horse, and he sent it to Feng Yao's ear.

Feng Yao sat in the beautiful body of the horse.

"This voice ..."

A pair of beautiful eyes suddenly won.

"Is Mo Chen ?!!"

Mo Chen high voice: "It is the people of David, do you really want to kill them?"

"You know, I can't do this."

Feng Yao pushed his face and revealed his face, and smiled: "It's really seen here."

The horse whip is light and swayed, and the Feng Yao face is cold. "You want to save them, you can."

"You came over, I got it in front of me, I put them."

Mo Chen smiled: "You really thought that they can sleep me?"

During the speech, countless blue souls poured, and made a flash in the cavalry array.

The waves in Wang Yang, as long as the cavalry continues, will be swallowed by a stunned.

Alienates have revealed the color.

"Soul World!"

How powerful in Mo Chen's soul, they are all kind.

When more than two thousand alienars have not recovered awareness, Mo Chen plays the soul of the giant stone city wall and blocks their violent offensive.

"Mo Dou ... Head !!!"

Now Mo Chen and his soul world are the only hope of these aliens.

However, in front of the huge waves in front of you, the leader of the cavalry army will firmly, and there is no stall, only the knife in the hand.

"Change!"

"Sudden!"

The cavalry array suddenly changed, with the army, the two wings were gathered, the blood and red war shrouded, the entire array like a bloody sword, directly entered Wang Yang.

"Zi Toss!"

The stunning of the turning is touched with the bloody war. It is always like a fire in Snow, and the green smoke is rapid, and it is quickly abused, and the real land is exposed.

When the battle hopped on the earth, he was in an unfair, rapid, actually in the soul world of Mo Chen, and desserted a long gap.

"Sure enough, the blood of the army is the same as Luoqi's broken demive, there is a way of breaking!"

Mo Chen's heart is bright.

When he was in the town, he had seen this scene.

At that time, the Huang San and the Flyingfish Palace had conflicts, but the queues of the four five sergeants are facing the swordscent arrays of dozens of disciples in the flying fish palace.

At that time, Mo Chen did not pay attention to the suppression of bloodwut warfare on the usual art.

And at that time, Huang San was only four or five people, but now it is thousands of rides, and the power is simply in the same day.

Mo Chen's soul world can block the impact of more than 2,000 veterinary people, but in front of the bloodwood war in the work of breaking, it is still difficult to form effective suppression.

"It's over ..."

Alienates are as frustrated.

Mo Chen's soul world can't stop the offensive of this thousand riding, what else can stop?

Dragon is completely lost in the mouth, and it is chewed and chewed.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Mo brother is already on, how can we?"

"The left and right are dead, everyone is gone!"

Other alienars look at the front of Mo Chen, and the heart is horizontal, "it is!"

"Fight!"

Wang Yishan suddenly called: "Wait!"

"You see ..."

Alienates settled, the previous situation actually changed.

Although the cavalry array relies on the rules of bloodwood warfare, it directly destroyed a picture of Mo Chen's soul, rushing in.

But Mo Chen did not stop this.

His soul is constantly flourishing, and it will quickly be filled with some part of the bloodwood war, and the huge waves still block in front of these cavalry.

In the cavalry array, there is also a battle, the thousands of blood arms, the huge paws shot to the front of the waves.

Bloodwood and the waves and the huge waves continue to collide, burned, ablation.

The bloodwall war comes from thousands of cars, thousands of ride sergeants are not reduced, they will not be able to lose.

The blazing war of thousands of sergeants will continue to ablate the huge waves, leading the cavalry.

Mo Chen, but only one of him, according to reason, it should be an absolute disadvantage.

However, his soul is like a river that is in the endless, running, like a grinding disk, and constantly milling opposite bloodwood warfare, strand.

Every time the bloodwood war is melting, there is a new soul in pouring supplement.

Even where the cavalry array has passed, it has also become a rolling surge.

The wind is big, the huge waves are hungry, and the thousands of ride arrays are surrounded.

Although the cavalry array is still continuously advanced with the hard work of the bloodwood war, in Mo Chen as if the soul is entangled, the cavalry is fast, if the lightning power is like the attack momentum of the thunder, but still no Avoid slowly.

The rear of the heterogeneic people have seen the heart and bloody, and the eyes are hot.

With one person, block the iron ride.

What kind of repair is this?

What kind of discouragement is it?

Mo Chen's means have not stopped, drunk, the body lit up the golden shin, and welcomed the top horse to the horse.