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However, the current situation is totally beyond Meng Fusheng\'s expectation.

Ling He and others, who had been robbed face to face but were cowardly and dare not fight back, are just like completely changed. Each of them has become a Jedi weapon. Under the siege of five or six people, they can still stay in the upper hand. Members of the red blood brigade, don\'t say that they will be taken down, even they have no ability to hurt half an inch.

The speed of those people is far faster than that of the members of the red blood brigade. Their attack is as fast as lightning, which is impossible to see.

And

Meng Fusheng was most shocked by the man in scaly armor who stood in front of the monsoon smoke.

He is tall and powerful. The weapon in his hand is also strange that Meng Fusheng has never seen before. However, his strength is so strong that Meng Fusheng can see his back cold.

Who has ever seen a monster that can stand in an invincible position even though it can stand in a hundred?

This is the man.

No matter how the red blood brigade attacks the monsoon smoke from any angle, Yang Jian\'s figure will appear like a ghost. Before the other side is half a step closer to the monsoon smoke, he will kill it to the ground.

And a deadly move.

All of them were cut off. They didn\'t give the members of the red blood brigade any chance to struggle.

What\'s more, within the seven steps around the body of the monsoon smoke, there is no blood stained. Everyone is killed near the seven steps of the monsoon smoke.

But the season wind and smoke, but in the blood, they smile like flowers. Those smiling eyes mingled with the evil and arrogant murderous spirit, swept the killing scene in front of them.

Meng Fusheng has never met such a terrible opponent. Even at the beginning, the annihilator who appeared in the army chasing them did not have such a fast speed.

What are these people from?

Meng Fusheng suddenly felt that his scalp was numb. The situation in front of him raised an ominous premonition in his mind.

In the blood, the monsoon smoke is alone. It\'s not stained with any blood. Countless figures have rushed to her again and again, but Yang Jian has killed her seven steps away. Don\'t say that you will hurt her, or you can\'t even take half more steps.

The monsoon smoke slowly opens its feet and steps slowly, just like a leisurely walk in the comfortable valley. But beside her, death comes again and again.

She stepped across the inch of bloody land and walked to the giant soldier who had been sleeping for thousands of years.

No one knows what monsoon smoke wants to do. Everyone has been shocked by the unexpected war situation.

Xu was scared to death, but under the protection of the poison king and the strong man rescued from the dungeon by monsoon smoke, he was not hurt at all, but his face was extremely embarrassed.

He saw with his own eyes that the red blood brigade, which had been in power for many years in the city of Fuguang, was killed at will like a lamb by Ling He and others. Everything in front of him completely subverted Xu\'s cognition of power.

The shock in Xu\'s heart is just the voice of all the people in the city.

No one thought that this seemingly mischievous dozen people would really hold the red blood brigade back.