Chapter 433： Strong, red makeup

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The two mercenaries could only look at a fiery red light and shadow around them. Every attack could not achieve the expected result, and the face could not help but look hard.

The red makeup of the hundred miles is only the mid-term cultivation of Xuan Yuanjing. The strength of the two of them is equal to one another, and the other is even stronger than the red makeup of Baili.

Now the two men's joint siege of Baili red makeup is not an opponent of the hundred-mile red makeup. Isn't this a joke?

"The storm is broken!"

The majestic Yuan Li surged out of the hundred-mile red makeup. With her cold drink, the tyrannical attack directly hit one of the mercenaries!

According to her thoughts, it is a little troublesome to fight with the two people. Moreover, the time for the two men to stay together is not short, and it is very tacit to join hands.

Since you can't beat them at the same time, you can only break them one by one!

Sure enough, after the men in the middle of Xuanyuan’s glimpse of the weapons of the hundred-mile red makeup, there was a fluster in their eyes, and their hands were surging, and a martial arts rushed up between them!

boom!

The two martial arts met in midair, and the tyrannical power exploded in an instant!

The man stepped back a few steps, his face was stained with a flush of red, and there was a trace of sweetness in his throat, but he was swallowed by his hard life.

Obviously, this is a collision, and the man has suffered internal injuries.

The look of the red makeup was light, and it was not a bit smug because of a hit.

Mercenaries who walk on the edge of life and death, although the combat experience is stronger than the younger soldiers, but they also have a weakness, that is, their cultivation resources can not be compared with the young soldiers.

Her storm is the middle stage martial arts of the Yellow Emperor, and the martial arts of the opponent is only the beginning of the Yellow Stage. The two collide, and the result is naturally unnecessary.

Seeing the companion's injury, the practitioners in the late Xuanyuanjing also rushed to the front of the hundred-mile red makeup, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes.

"You dare to hurt my brother, I will not let you go!"

The hundred-mile red makeup glanced at the other person coldly. "Is it okay to kill you, don't you let me do it? You think it is too naive!"

"How about that!" The man’s voice was cold. "You are not in the middle of the Xuanyuan period. It is definitely not my opponent."

"This is not the case."

The red makeup of the hundred miles sneered, and the Qing dynasty covered a layer of ice. Since it is an opponent, there is no room for mercy!

Next, the red makeup of the hundred miles suddenly deceived the body, and the shifting and changing of the shadows opened and opened. The shape of the ghost was usually in the back of the man.

The sharp sword in her hand went away, she didn't plan to waste too much time with it!

Hey!

The man's body quickly escaped, leaving a huge wound on his left arm.

Looking at the wound on the left arm, the man's back was cold and cold. Just if he was half a step at night, he was afraid that his life would be gone.

He has always been very disdainful of the students in the college, only that they rely on the resources of the family to build up.

If there is no family reliance, they simply do nothing.

However, at this moment, seeing the red makeup, his thoughts could not help but change.

The red makeup of the hundred miles is lower than him, and the combat power is stronger than him. This is enough to prove the strength of the young soldiers.

At the time of the red-bringed makeup, Dongfang and others also fought in full swing with the practitioners of the fierce mercenary group.

Gong Shaoqing and Yi Hucheng are still indifferent, and the East has never revealed a half-point retreat with an enemy.