Summoner of Nightmares

Seventeen hundred and seventy-seven. Chapter 117 Continuation 3

Chapter 117 Continuation 3

Soon, in front of the arc, three black heavy armoured soldiers are slowly present.

When you see Lin Sheng approaching, three people don't say anything, silent as wild cows hit him.

in the boring footsteps of peng peng peng peng, the first soldier sworded towards Lin Sheng's chest. By one side of him, hiding.

Lin Sheng's arm lights like a soldier's neck, and it turns out.

k盲ch膩.

Shortly, the brains of heavy armoured soldiers were reversed at one hundred and eighty degrees, lost their strength and fell on their knees.

Lin Sheng successfully robbed the body with a heavy sword and blocked it all the way.

Huh?

The sword just blocked the two men who came after it.

He was too fast than these soldiers, who had completed one operation, and Lin Sheng had completed three operations.

This is also the key to Lin Sheng's leftovers.

After two heavy armoured soldiers were blocked, the other hand shield struck Lin Sheng.

Regrettably, Lin Sheng took a step backwards, doubled in his hand and drilled the chill of poison over his wrist.

Two screams, two wrist swords fell on the scene.

Lin Sheng went back and waited for two Shield Strike to grow old, and another brutal hit.

He's in the body Saint Force. He's moving fast. He's got a white light on his shoulder.

bang!

Lin Sheng is on two sides of the black shield.

In the huge shock, two heavy armoured soldiers flew out and the shield's hand was clearly skulled.

Lin Sheng, get on the move, sword light on the flash, chop off the throat.

Soon, two black lines floating, flying fast without entering his chest.

Lin Sheng had a little bit cleaned up the message that, apart from some boring memories of alcoholic bullshit, it was a messy Massack.

Apart from increasing the total number of souls to him, the rest is meaningless.

Skilly picking off the soldier, Lin Sheng one after another for himself.

He was very different from those soldiers, wearing nothing to be offensive.

After he changed his weight, he went in the opposite direction. It's going to go straight to the end.

Soon, one side fell down the wall and blocked Lin Sheng's way.

He poked the sword in front of him.

The walls are thick, so much energy and time will be needed to connect.

Lin Sheng tried, did not find an exit from the cells, and the only export was blocked by the wall and could not be adopted.

No exit can be found, and he can only turn around again and go deep into the ground.

Since we can only go down, then sophisticated solutions to the dead fatty.

Looking forward, Lin Sheng will soon return to the corner. After a little rest here, he continued to move forward, and soon again stood in deep depth.

The fog is getting stronger and bigger.

Available, from ten meters to four or five metres.

Lin Sheng's footsteps are also slowing.

He took a heavy sword and started to take as easy steps as possible.

He didn't change metal boots this time, but still wore a shoe.

Shoes are stepping on hard and rough ground, and the sound of the sound is invisible.

Lin Sheng maintains a position where there is no collision between armor and sword, and as quiet as possible.

As we keep moving,

There is a growing black shadow of more than two metres ahead.

The black shadow surrounds the fog, and the covenant identifies the black armor on it. That's the fire, Black fatty.

Lin Sheng quickly stopped his step. Careful to move forward.

Soon, he found himself dead here before, left the wooden shield and a armor, and that little black bag with war belongings.

Put the wooden shield in your hands, and pick up the black bag and put it in the sports pocket.

Finish all this.

Lin Sheng once again puts the sight on the top of the big black shadow.

Keep your sword tight, and he'll try to put his foot down and slow it down.

Huh?Huh?Huh?

Six meters.

Five meters.

Four meters.

Three meters!

bang!

Lin Sheng jumped into a stab, and he stepped hard on the ground.

鈥淧illar!"

鈥淭ramp!鈥?/p>

鈥淗oly shield!"

Brutal Sacred Guardian's standard bumped out of him in an instant.

Lin Sheng's heavy sword is on the edge of the shield, sweeping Saint Light.

He had a slight increase in his body, and his eyebrows had a purple tattoo, and his whole body had gathered on that sword.

bang!

Lin Sheng, the whole man is like a lion, struck behind the black fatty.

With the blade of the white light, with the huge buffer overlap, the sword was finally trampled into a scroll, into the back of fatty.

Ow!

fatty screamed and turned around a fist.

Large fists are accompanied by sharps on armor, like rocks.

Lin Sheng's low head on one side, pulling out the sword and avoiding boxing. Move quickly from the fatty gap to the back.

Chi!

With every effort, Lin Sheng's heavy sword once again shines white light and hits the wounds just stabbed.

Chi!

This time, the sword was relaxed, and the pencil had not reached most of the wounds.

Ow!

fatty screamed, and he hit Lin Sheng with his hands.

This slowdown is fast, because there is no need to turn around and Lin Sheng can't be prevented and can only loose the sword resistance.

bang!

Lin Sheng was crumbling his wreck, and he kept his guard position, slipped out of meter away and took two black spots under his feet.

I didn't wait for him to get back.

fatty's second memory fist is pressured again.

bang!

Lin Sheng's half-kneeling on the ground, sewing the knees out of the blood spot.

His arms are shielded before him, and death is in front of a great black fist.

Aaaaaahh!

He shouted, one side pushed the fist, and then stood up from the back of fatty, and flew over. Half the air holds the sword that stabbed the wound.

hu!

Just as fatty hit me empty, he was blocked by Lin Sheng with a half-interception sword.

bang!

Large forces, like floods, smashed on heavy swords, and heavy swords hua la blacked the belly on the edge of the wound and pulled out a huge excuse.

It's fatty's power! Just being borrowed by Lin Sheng.

The sword was broken, thrown out with Lin Sheng's body and crashed on a side of the cell railway door.

Ow!

fatty screamed, grabbed a huge excuse between his waist, and a large amount of black blood came out of his wounds with grey smoke.

The excuses cut off almost half his waist.

fatty knocked down on his knees. The tall body sends an angry roar and tries to rise again to Lin Sheng.

"pu! 鈥滾in Sheng spit out of his mouth, expressionless's hard to climb.

Just then, it's good that the heavy armor on him is blocking most of his power.

Plus throw it out, there's no hard resistance. Now it's just a little bit of a bone bleeding. The rest is not too badly injured.

With a broken sword, Lin Sheng died staring at the end of fatty. Handshake swords and set out the standard Brutal Sacred Guardian.

鈥淲hy don't you go out here and kill me?"

He started the sword, and the body bowed like a hunter.

鈥淏e Saint Light! Kill!

Lin Sheng gathered all over his body, flowing white on the edge of his body.

鈥淧illar!"

鈥淭ramp!鈥?/p>

鈥淗oly shield!"

And he shouted like an endangered lion, and sent the last roar to each other.

At the same time, fatty down the ground was as growling, yelling, high fists used their best efforts to smash Lin Sheng.

(This chapter is over)