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638. Withered Swordsman(2/2)

The warrior holding the big penis suddenly shouted.

He pulled the horse.

Stand behind Yue Peng.

When the thunder exploded, Yue Peng still galloped forward.

The warrior holding the big flag was covered in blood in the smoke of gunpowder, the war horse was already falling in a pool of blood, and the big flag also fell to the ground and was ignited with flames.

The warrior looked back at Yue Peng and slowly fell down.

Yue Peng did not look back, but knew that the warrior he promoted from the army had no hope of surviving.

Two lines of tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

The dust on his face was flowing with tears.

Yue Peng stopped shouting, but said coldly: "I don't want to go down to see my parents after I die."

Yue Yue looked slightly stunned, and her legs were pushed hard on the stirrups. After all, she floated up and flew towards the roof of the house next to the street.

Yue Peng raised his gun again, "Run!Run!"

Thunders exploded one by one.

The streets were devastated.

More than a thousand riders galloped in the smoke of gunpowder, and people fell into pools of blood all the time.

Qin Han watched the hot air balloons in the sky reach the sky above the East Street, and now he slowly floated towards the West Street, with an inexplicable look and waved his hand: "Old Yi, take everyone up!"

The peerless master of Zhenwu Realm who had just returned for a short time was hesitant, "Sir Qin, they have seven Zhenwu Realm powerhouses."

Qin Han just said, "You can't let the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty rush over, otherwise it will be difficult for you and me to explain to the Lord. With your ability, it will not be difficult to live, right?"
Chapter completed!
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