Chapter 4632 5.0384 Scope Kill

5.0384 Area kill

"You want to ask me, how can you break your bullshit dream formation?" Defying the sky looked at the old man with a funny look.

Signal the face paralysis to put yourself on the ground.

All they saw was a five- or six-year-old girl, who was soft and whistling, and ran to the old man with small steps.

Lifting his chin, he said with a cold face, "I am the ancestor of your formation!"

Crowd: ...

With a depressed expression on his face, Master Mou Yang said with a sneer through gritted teeth, "Little, little bastard! You, do you think that you will win?"

"You might as well look up!" Mu Yang let out a shrill whistle, with a gloomy look in his eyes, "Today all of you are going to die here!"

Qiao Mu raised his head and glanced, and looked at the harpies coming from far and near without any disturbance.

The sky was blocked by the harpy's dark wings.

I saw a piece of black on the top of the head, and from time to time there were a few pieces of black feathers, and the hair removal floated down from the top.

The face was paralyzed with a small face, and subconsciously leaned towards the uncle's side.

There are probably tens of thousands of harpies in the sky, and each one looks stronger than the previous harpies.

And... there was a faint blue light on his body.

Master Mu Yang smiled coldly and said, "How about you, little bunny. Do you think that Hall Master Mu has no success?"

The old man stared at Qiao Mu and smiled smugly, "Instead of cooperating with a little girl like you, why don't I continue to cooperate with Hall Master Mu? After all, I am still a lucky man."

"The organization prohibits private fights and kills my companions. Little girl, I'm a good person, how could I really obey your orders and go deal with Hall Master Mu?"

"Do you feel particularly disappointed and lost?" The old man wanted to see some clues from his calm little face.

As a result, nothing can be seen!

"Sure enough, he is a cunning old man." Qiao Mu pointed at the Master Mu Yang, and nodded slightly, "The Hall Master Mu you mentioned is indeed very talented. But... it stopped there."

"What do you mean?" The old man frowned, a bad premonition slipping through his heart.

Qiao Mu glanced at him with a long look, and said expressionlessly, "If you are in the mood to worry about others, it is better to worry more about yourself."

"What's there to worry about, old man, do you think you guys will be able to retreat under the siege of these poisonous mutants and tens of thousands of eagles?"

"Yeah, look at the top." The little face suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky.

The old man's eyelids jumped and he looked up, only to see that the five- or six-year-old girl had already jumped into the air.

One person rang in front of thousands of eagles.

The old man's heart trembled, and he couldn't help shouting angrily, "Wonderful, who do you think you are? Want to resist thousands of eagles with one person? Don't blame the old man for not reminding you that these harpies fell with their stumps and flesh. If you are stained by the person below, that person is bound to be poisoned, and he will die without a place to be buried!"

These are all harpies with special poisoning and mutation!

No one can stand against them!

It was originally prepared to attack Yancheng, but now it has been brought here to use it first...

The old man stared, but saw that the girl turned back and gave him a cold look, with a pointing sword in her hand.

Thousands of rays of light suddenly burst out.

Just like that, he slashed towards the harpie army on the opposite side.