The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 690: Abi hell, who dares to make times?

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The heavenly warrior jumped onto the platform, and was deeply shocked by the **** picture in front of him.

Dragon Scale wants this effect.

With keen hearing, Dragon Scale can clearly hear every movement behind the corner.

The breathing sound of Eagle Feather has become more stable, proving that she has suppressed the injury, but William has not shown signs of regaining consciousness.

In a fierce battle in the open, dragon scales are not as good as eagle feathers, but in this special environment, dragon scales are obviously stronger than eagle feathers.

Undoubtedly, whether defensively or attackingly, William is the strongest of the three. If William can wake up in time, there is no possibility of the crowd rushing into the cave head-on.

Unless the prisoners really do not hesitate to smash open the top of a rocky mountain with a thickness of 100 meters, Dragon Scales and others will be able to hold on to the end.

The most important task now is to stick to it.

In any case, it must be dragged to Eagle Feather or William to return to normal.

The transformation of dragon claws is indeed magical, but the consumption of vitality is also extremely alarming, and the dragon scales dare not keep using them.

Looking at the hesitating heavenly martial artist, Long Lin sneered and dissipated the dragon claws, and shouted coldly, "Come in and die."

"There is a kind of fight for you."

"I'm not in a hurry at all, but your master doesn't have that good patience, haha."

The icy laughter of the dragon scales made the face of the heavenly warrior hard to look, and he couldn't help but shouted in a stern, "You don't provoke discord there."

"Are you instigating discord? You have a bottom." Long Lin shook his head and said with a pity on his face, "There will be today, and you will also deserve your sin."

"You..."

The dragon scale pretends to be relaxed, carrying his hands on his back, shaking his head in disdain.

Without the shock of that **** killing, the Heavenly Martial Artist would have launched an attack long ago, but now, he really dare not act rashly.

If the dragon scales are so easy to deal with, the two people will not be so miserable, and the blood hand and the giant chapter will not cruelly kill their subordinates, b they fight to death.

The more the dragon scales disdain, the more frightened the heavenly martial artist.

As long as it can be delayed.

Long Lin didn't ridicule anymore, but looked at the sky-level warrior coldly, waiting for the blood hand.

The more dead, the stronger the shock.

Bloodhand certainly knew the purpose of the dragon scales, and as expected, this old boy couldn't help it very quickly.

"You, rush in."

"Senior Bloodhand, I..."

"Go in, or die." The **** hands shouted coldly.

Looking at the **** hand that raised his right hand, the heavenly martial artist finally stepped forward and stepped helplessly into the narrow passage.

The two corpses looked like an insurmountable moat.

The dragon scales quietly urged the Yuan Li, and once again sacrificed the Dragon Claw Transformation, but still carrying his hands on his back, coldly looking at the heavenly martial artist.

Which one is strong in the technology of installation? At the moment it is none other than dragon scales.

The **** hand flew back to the small platform of Dongwai, looking at the stagnant Heavenly Martial Artist, he was suddenly angry with Qiqiao.

"Trash, death."

In the shout of anger, the **** hand patted a powerful palm.

"Puff."

The sky-level warrior spewed out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and his figure shot towards the dragon scale.

"Go away."

The dragon scales suddenly raised his right foot and kicked heavily on the chest of the heavenly warrior.

"Go back."

The **** hand was furious, and raised his hand with another palm.

"Go back."

The dragon scale suddenly raised his right foot again, and kicked again on the chest of the heavenly warrior.

The front chest of the heavenly warrior was deeply sunken, and his back was also smeared with blood and blood. He suffered heavy injuries one after another, causing his internal organs to become paste, and he could not die again.

But Bloodhand still didn't let go of his corpse, and Dragon Scale was also merciless.

The unlucky sky-level warrior turned directly into a football. The corpse kept going back and forth between the dragon scales and the **** hands, and soon became dilapidated.

"Boom."

The broken corpse finally couldn't stand the attack of the blood hand, torn apart, and the stumps scattered all over the passage.

"Blood hand, come on."

Dragon Scale hooked his fingers with **** hands again, and said disdainfully, "Old Piff, come on, you and me fight."

"Boy, you are not worthy to start with Lao Tzu." The **** hand said coldly, then jumped up again and disappeared in front of Long Lin's eyes.

"Old Fei, it's your turn."

"Okay." Fei Yi pointed to a heavenly martial artist, and said in a cold voice, "It's your turn."

"Senior Giant Chapter, I..."

Ju Zhang said in a cold voice, "You know the fate of disobedience."

The heavenly warrior jumped onto the platform helplessly.

Two corpses, minced meat everywhere.

The entrance of the **** passage makes the heavenly martial artist completely deprived of fighting spirit in an instant.

Abi hell, who dares to make times?

The dramatic result appeared.

The heavenly warrior suddenly unfolded his figure and jumped off the cliff.

"Stop him."

Ju Zhang's heavenly rank martial artists spread out one after another, but they obviously didn't try their best. Ju Zhang was furious and chased at full speed to the heavenly rank martial artist who dared to defect.

The blood hand immediately jumped down and stood on the platform in front of the aisle, not giving the dragon scales a chance to turn around and save people.

"Ah..."

Howl sternly, coming from afar.

Dragon Scale quietly put on a cold smile on his face.

In order to maintain the majesty of the ruler, the Juzhang will definitely use the most cruel means to torture this unlucky person to death in front of everyone, and achieve the effect of killing chickens and monkeys.

This is a tyrant's usual method, and it will waste a lot of time.

But the existence of the blood hand made the dragon scale very helpless.

"Old thing, to fight or not to fight?" Long Lin asked, staring at the **** hand, disdainfully.

"Child, don't be rampant."

Dragon scales **** hand raised his middle finger, and said disdainfully, "I'm crazy, what can you do?"

"My child, if you fall into the hands of the old man, the old man will definitely make you unable to survive or die."

"Who wouldn't say cruel words? I will only stay for three more days. Now, I will guard the entrance alone, so you can't help me. If William and Laozi's companions are restored, even if you gather everyone here , Don’t want to step into one of them."

Don’t know the **** hands? Otherwise, why bother.

Inside is a bare stone cave. There is no water or food. If there is enough time, there is no worry that the dragon scales will not come out.

For ordinary people, three days are also enough, but for a martial artist of the heavenly rank, not eating or drinking for three days is just a trivial matter.

Blood Kill couldn't help shouting furiously, "Boy, believe it or not, I will lead someone to smash the roof of your cave?"

"Please." Dragon Scale said disdainfully.

Bloodhand almost died of anger.

If he could, he would have already acted.

"Ah..."

The screams came from afar, and Ju Zhang had begun to cruelly torture the heavenly martial artists who dared to escape.

Haven't the crowd ever thought of running away collectively? But they still have to continue living here, and Ju Zhang and others have enough time to torture them slowly.

Human nature is selfish.

The warriors who have not been named are all lucky and believe that they will not be the next hapless person.

Under the fearful gaze of the crowd, Ju Zhang cruelly scratched the sole of the right foot of the heavenly warrior, and then peeled the skin little by little

Skinning torture, cruel and bloody.

The endless howls made the heavenly martial artist on the cliff shudder.