Bug Master In Doomsday

'boom! ’A big head is like a rotten watermelon, flying red and white all around in a flash.

The sharp and unmatched long sword in the hands of that burly, blood-clothed body slammed on the thick stone slab on the ground several times, and there was another muffled sound, and the headless corpse was completely turned into a pool of filth!

Just when Wang Mang was about to put away his halberds and move towards reinforcements on the square, a blood-colored prismatic suddenly lit up.

Wang Mang gave a glimpse, and his powerful body made him appear above the prism like a teleport.

He gripped the blood-colored prismatic fiercely with one hand, and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Previously I wondered how Yao Ping could use that special way of escape, it turned out that you taught him!"

A burly phantom with a panic expression but with anger in his eyes appeared suddenly. He pointed to Wang Mang, and kept making threatening sounds in his mouth.

"Wang Mang! What if you kill me?! As long as Penglai doesn't fall, the blood sword will never end! Wait, sooner or later the senior will kill you by himself!! You won't be rampant for too long, you wait... .!"

The threatening sound of the blood-clothed man stopped abruptly, and Wang Mang's face was cold and the prism fragments in his hands were shaken in the sky.

"Threat me?! Anyone who comes will die!!"

Xu was seeing Wang Mang in mid-air, and the battle on the square became more intense, but it was not the fierce fighting, but the fierce slaughter.

Many gentle and elegant young men in Taoist robes are like a battle of trapped beasts, with red eyes brandishing long swords and resisting weapons stabbed from all around.

"Puff—Puff!" The voices of the sword cutting into the flesh sounded one after another, and there were no more than twenty young men in Taoist robes standing on the square!

"Ka~Ka!" The toothy rubbing sound echoed in the ears of Black Bull and Lu Dao,

They struggled with each other, Lu Dao's arms trembled, and the blade of the saber was constantly approaching his forehead. It only took a few moments before the skin of his cheeks would be scratched by the sharp blade!

Just as he was about to use the black robe's teleporting ability again, a rush of wind suddenly sounded in his ears.

He turned his head and glanced subconsciously, but his eyes widened suddenly.

‘Boom! "As if the evil dragon halberd with a heavy cannon pierced the skin of his forehead, the hard skull was suddenly shattered, and a penetrating wound with a large fist made his whole person a bit weird and terrifying!

‘Patter! The dead body of Lu Dao fell on a thick stone slab, smashing out a mess of blood.

His weak arms twitched involuntarily, and the hand holding the long sword didn't let go.

He had a doubt to his death, who threw the halberd that came from a sudden shot! Why would he directly destroy the prismatic crystal in his forehead!

"Black Bull! Your strength should be restored soon!" Wang Mang appeared beside the panting Black Bull and patted his shoulder lightly.

The strength of his subordinates is still not strong enough. If he belongs to the first gradient of combat effectiveness, then Black Bull may only be counted as a master of the second echelon, and the difference between his own combat effectiveness is not a little bit!

After Lu Dao was killed, the entire battlefield was restored to order.

The dead bodies in Taoist robes were full of fierce faces, and the armors were dragged together with blood soldiers.

The group of zombies with red eyes under Qian Xiaobai had already rushed forward impatiently, gnawing at the limbs of the corpses frantically!