The weapon of the President of the Seventh District National Congress has almost become a sun wheel. It is said that the President made it fight 10,000 super soldiers alone without losing, and it became very powerful because it was attached with too much spirit. It is even said that even if ordinary people touch it, it will be burned to ashes by him.
Can be fixed hammer … He took this weapon. Not only that, he took the weapon and covered himself with a gorgeous crystal armor.
This armor, this knife and the virtual shadow behind it look like the demon-like figure reappearing in the seventh district.
"Dad gives you love!"
Fixed hammer goes out and the knife falls.
Wuyun’s seemingly rock-solid sword, including half of his body, collapsed obliquely, and instead of being reassembled like the living dead, he burned violently from the fracture. With his body twitching and shaking, the slow and tenacious flame kept burning like a napkin with Mars on, and it became a fly ash in a short time.
"You really have one in the sky, don’t you?" Fixed hammer grinned and inserted the sun wheel into the ground. "Come out, soldiers of the sky!"
"Stop him!" The butterfly waved and shouted "Quick!"
But it was too late for her to stop it. A bright blue aperture suddenly burst in the center of the hammer. With the advancement of this aperture, no matter what people were pushed aside by this force, there were big circles on the ground around 100 meters, and there was a giant man about three meters in the center of the circle.
Each of these giant men is wearing a heavy double-edged axe with blue light and modeling his armor, and each of their eyes is deep blue and flickering blue light.
"The soldiers in the sky attack!"
Fixed hammer sword refers to those armored soldiers waving big axes like chicken blood and rushing to those living dead who look awesome.
The hammer rushed to the butterfly as quickly as possible, and the sword pointed at her "go home with the old!" Butterfly! "
"My name is Mughal." Butterfly gently closes her eyes and shows her hands. "Butterfly!"
Suddenly, the hammer was tied with a weight of 10,000 kilograms. He was unstable and knelt on one knee, but his eyes were stubborn. He looked at the butterfly with one hand and tried to get hoarse and heavy. He repeated word for word, "Follow! Me! Back! Home! "
"I …" Butterfly turned her face to one side and took a step back. "My name is Mughal …"
After that, two daggers appeared in her hand and slowly walked towards the hammer. "You can’t beat my father. Why do you want to resist?"
The hammer shows a smile, an unruly smile. "A man carrying a group of people, a city and a country, how can I be qualified not to resist!"
Suddenly, his spirit was freed by him, and the butterfly suddenly disappeared in place, and then suddenly two daggers appeared behind the hammer and stabbed it mercilessly.
The hammer didn’t resist, but the sharp dagger pierced his armor, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth, but he still stubbornly turned around and held the butterfly wrist with both hands. "I always want you to go home!" "
Paranoia, morbid stubbornness and strong self-awareness are the truest portrayal of the present hammer. If he just waved back and even the butterfly had to avoid it, but he didn’t make any routine moves at all, he made a dead model full of loopholes.
Butterfly stared at the eyes of the hammer, and then both hands suddenly forced the two daggers that had been inserted into the back of the hammer to suddenly pass through and fly back to Butterfly’s hand.
But the hammer was hit hard by this, but it couldn’t be carried any longer. He slowly let go and fell backwards on his knees. In the end, he saw a butterfly with tears in his eyes and two swinging daggers stabbing at him.
At this moment, a light flashed across the butterfly, and suddenly it flew backwards out of control. Just as she was about to turn over and fight back, a series of attacks came over. Her body was instantly riddled with holes and fell to the ground like a rotten piece of meat.
But soon she recovered and slowly got up and turned to look at the attacker’s direction. At this moment, a man slowly walked out of the twilight mist. He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head gently. "It’s been many years."
"What to pack!" The ham sausage also jumped out. "Continue to fuck her!"
Miao Nai made a bow-holding gesture with one hand and a bow-pulling gesture with the other. Then I didn’t see any bow or arrow, but the strong spirit bow and arrow went out. These arrows went straight to the butterfly like eyes, and how she dodged these spiritual arrows could accurately tear off a piece of her flesh.
And the ham sausage took the opportunity to rush to the hammer and picked him up and shouted, "Big Eva is coming!" "
Chapter 141 How to be a father
According to the level, Miao Shi is the first class than the butterfly, but he can beat the butterfly at an extreme speed. Moreover, he is not only penetrating this craft, such as exploding arrows, sticking arrows, returning arrows and making flowers. That’s a lot.
Although he hasn’t done it for so many years, even so, Samuel, who used to be known as the first attack fighter in the seventh district, also showed an unimaginable ability. Whether it’s fighting consciousness or prejudging angle, it’s not that those experts from academic backgrounds can reach the level of experienced people. You can know at a glance that this guy is definitely trained in blood.
It’s almost bullying her to be able to perform butterfly tricks.
Of course, such an attack can’t cause any substantial damage to the butterfly. She is always half-beaten to pieces, but she comes back to life again in the moment of landing, and she is intact.
Seeing that the hammer was safely transferred by the ham and everyone else retreated safely, Samuel suddenly stopped attacking, bowed deeply to the butterfly in a very elegant posture, then took out a rose from his gift pocket and threw it at the butterfly. Then he raised his hand and shot an arrow at the rose, and the petals scattered over the butterfly’s eyes.
But when the butterfly pats the petals in front of her eyes, there is already one person left on the ground and she is slowly recovering the dead soldiers.
She casually picked up a rag from the ground to cover her bare body. Looking up at the distance, she seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief and was not good at showing her smile. A smile appeared on her mouth.
And then the clouds suddenly came screaming and screaming, and then two sharp whistles from far to near smelled of death.
After walking for tens of meters, the butterfly suddenly turned and stared at the weapon in the hammer and muttered "Sun wheel!"
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