Chapter 1259

Surrounded by the dense crowd, the alien caravan looked at each other with fierce and bloodthirsty eyes. The timid held the carriage in fear and hid in it.

more than 100 practitioners with sharp blades in hand and extraordinary strength looked around, swallowed their saliva, and could not help holding the knives in their hands.

"You are the leader of the invaders, aren't you? I advise you to kneel down and surrender. My knife will be quick. Poof, there will be no pain at all

The bald wretched man licked the blade of his machete with a bad smile, and his narrow eyes fixed on the leader's neck.

The obscene man's voice fell, and the turbulent crowd began to stir up. One by one, the powerful powers walked out of the crowd with a grim smile, and the weapons in their hands lit up.

it is inevitable that these unlucky invaders will die. Now it depends on who can win the most points!

"Alas The slightly fat leader of the caravan looked up and sighed in despair. Two drops of crystal tears fell down his cheek. He laughed miserably, knelt down on the ground and begged: "I've accepted my life. You can come if you want to kill me, but I have a request. Can you let some teenagers in our caravan leave? They are still young. They should be alive! "

"No, no, no!" The wretched man quickly shook his head, "do you think I don't know what you're doing? I have observed your caravan staff for a long time. They are all strong men!

Do you want to use some magic technique to make them look like children, and then go back to your base camp to inform them? "

"Ha ha!" The leader of the caravan's sad expression suddenly changed, and his face became ferocious.

he gave a sneer, the ring on his index finger suddenly flashed, a loose and elegant blue robe appeared on him, and a straight and sharp sword appeared at the same time!

"You human beings are mole ants, or how dare you talk to us with the advantage of the number of people?"?! Though I die today, I will kill you in a river of blood! "

The leader of the caravan suddenly raised his voice, and his left hand, without holding the long sword, immediately pinched a few pitfalls, and hundreds of lightning fast flying swords shot at the surrounding crowd,

"kill!" With a roar from the leader of the caravan, thousands of practitioners rushed to the crowd with their swords drawn at the same time!

"Poop, poop, poop!" In a few seconds, the virtual shadow of the photoelectric flying sword penetrated the throat of a person beside the wretched man, and the warm sticky blood splashed on his face,

the wretched man wiped his face in disgust, and looked at the leader of the caravan who was attacking with the sword. With a strange smile, the short figure disappeared in the crowd!

"Kill all these damn invaders!" Under the double temptation of points and caravan wealth, the people gathered in groups were almost crazy,

their eyes were red, and their companions fell down, they didn't care at all, they only had enemies in their eyes, which could bring huge wealth!

"Bang!" A deafening sound, a powerful man with arms like black dragon's claws, hit a cultivator's chest and abdomen with one punch, and beat the sword and the corpse into a splash of debris. A splash of shiny prism was instantly put into the storage ring by him,

the first cultivator was so easily killed by the cultivator, such a scene is in the sea There are more and more performances in the square of the city.

hundreds of psionic powers are stabbed in the throat by the long sword, and countless corpses of practitioners fall on the stone bricks of the square!