Disaster Shelter

There are two predecessors in the slayer hunter, and the predecessor on the blood side is only a silver-haired old man with a hawk nose. If it were not for the countless bats flying behind him, Wen Wen even suspected that he was an eagle.

The rest are some blood races of all levels, two in the middle and four in the lower order. Depending on these, they can barely block the attack of the two demon hunters, but it is estimated that they can not last long.

The demon hunters who can be sent to participate in the exchange meeting are the best of the predecessor demon hunters in various regions, and their strength is not comparable to that of ordinary blood races.

After seeing Wen Wen's arrival, Long Su frowned obviously. Although he would not go to trouble Wen Wen, he really did not like how Wen Wen looked.

Instead, the sir welcomed Wen Wen, and it would be easier to solve these monsters, otherwise, if he hurt his handsome face, the communication meeting would be troublesome.

Wen Wen took a step back, took out the Buddha and said that Gatlin was very shy and said, "I just passed by accident, you go on."

Air smiled boldly, and drove into the vampire group while driving the motorcycle. The motorcycle in Yinhang District seemed to be on the road.

Wenwen saw a vampire with his own eyes, enough to pierce the body armor, and wanted to break the motorcycle's tires. As a result, his claws were broken, and then a wheel was shot against the wall, and a human-shaped mark was hit.

Xiaolong Suo snorted, and a few golden chains extended from the ground around him, and began to attack the nearby blood races constantly.

His chain has a pale golden dragon pattern, which is much more refined than the asylum chain, but purely from the point of view of power, it is stronger than the asylum chain. After all, if Wen Wen only uses the chain of the asylum, it can never be reached. Combat power of the preface.

Although Wen Wen did not make a shot, it also obviously affected the battle situation. Whenever a blood race wanted to attack, they would find that Gatlin's muzzle was aimed at himself, so that they had to start evading in time. They I dare not bet on whether Wen Wen will shoot.

In fact, Wen Wen holding Gatlin is just playing, because Buddha said that Gatlin has not been able to keep up with Wen Wen's strength, coupled with the horrible amount of bombs, Wen Wen did not buy a bullet after running out last time.

温 Wenwen now understands a bit, why the Task Force used this as a reward for itself.

Once the strength exceeds a certain level, this thing is completely chicken ribs. If the shelter can produce the bullets and it is acceptable, even the gentleman will be distressed if he buys it completely.

After a brief intimidation, Wen Wen walked towards a middle-ranking blood race, which was previously drawn to the forehead by a chain of dragon rope, and a flowing hair became Mediterranean, and he is now being healed in the back.

After seeing Wen Wen coming, he showed a horrified look, but the remaining blood races were entangled by the two dragon cords, unable to support him at all, so he turned into a bat as soon as he bit his teeth, ready to escape first.

He immediately discovered that his surroundings were already covered with dark energy, and those little bats couldn't hold the gentle palm no matter where they were flying.

Wenwen smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I just have a question to ask you. After asking, I can spare you life. When will Iliad come here?"

"No ... I don't know!" Iliad scared the blood race more than the gentle words before him.

"Well, good boys can't lie ..."

Wen Wen was just about to torture this guy, and the chest's asylum pendant was a little hot, and there was a tendency to get hotter, which meant that a strong enemy that Wen Wen could not resist came over, it should be the Duke of Iliad.

Tao Qingqing, who had been standing behind Wen Wen, suddenly covered her shoulders and half-knelt down. She could feel that a high bloodline was coming in this direction, and the goal was her. The class engraved in the bloodline made her to the coming one. The characters are full of fear.

Ji Longsuo and A sir also stopped the attack at the same time, watching the East with vigilance, a **** breath was coming from far and near, and came to this side unabashedly.

The hawk-nosed old blood clan smiled wildly. As soon as Duke Stuart arrived, the three humans who dared to attack were dead!

Uh ...

At the other end of the city, a tall man in white bearskin, carrying a bottle of 72-degree tea, walked in the shantytown of Nimes.

You read that right, it's seventy-two degrees of tea ... at least in the White Bear area, it's tea.

This man is named Poev, a pre-order superpower from the White Bear Region. Before becoming a superpower, he became famous because he loved to fight with bears. After becoming a superpower, it is difficult to have a superpower of the same level. Powerful physical strength.

Sergei Poyev loved fighting from his heart. When he was young, he fought with dogs at home. When he was young, he went to fight with wolves. He was a character that couldn't be spared. So when he came to Nimes, he came to the poorest place in the area.

The poorer the place, the easier it is to brew evil. Here is no exception. There is a huge Colosseum in the center of the shantytown. Those who have no choice can sign a contract with the Colosseum, and if they win, they will get enough. Money that changed destiny, lost ... Losing it will become a beast's mouth.

Yes, this Colosseum is to make people fight with bare hands and beasts.

Boyev likes to fight with beasts, but he doesn't like people to watch like a clown, so he decided to destroy the Colosseum, so that the owner of the Colosseum also tried the refreshing feeling of fighting with the beasts ~ www.readwn.com ~ Hello ... Is this you a demon hunter? "

I was about to sign up, and Boyev saw a puppet man in a brown coat, clutching his clothes tightly and asking.

Sergei Poyev nodded. He didn't feel the slightest breath of supernatural power on the man, so he was not too alert.

The man laughed wildly: "Hello, I'm Stein Marcul, and I'm sorry first."

哪里 "Where are you sorry for me?" Boyev stepped back and asked.

As Tatarstan opened his clothes, an indescribable breath emanated from him: "I'm not a killer, but someone asked me to kill you ... so sorry!"

"Go to hell!"

Sergei Poyev made a decisive decision and punched Stein, but Stein didn't mess up, poking out Poev's fist at an unbelievable speed, and quickly disappeared in front of him.

"Why is he so fast ... No, I'm slower!"

The time around Sergei Poyev seemed to be still, and his speed of thinking was even slowing down. The unpleasant sound came from the corner, accompanied by the weird dense fog.

A deformed to indescribable creature, crawled out of the corner, and quickly approached Poev.

Boyev had a powerful power in his mouth, but could not exert it. He could only watch the monster approach himself little by little, and aimed at his neck with a straw style mouthpiece.