But with Su Luo's physical fitness after awakening her bloodline and her tough Dantian, she can fight beyond the level.
Therefore, the combined combat power of these ten people was not enough for Su Luo to kill.
At this time, the other party smiled coldly: "Gong Xibiao! Now that things have happened, you still haven't surrendered?!"
Gong Xibiao, the uncle Biao in the young man's mouth, only saw him smile coldly: "Capture him without any help? Just the few of you? Just live your mother's spring and autumn dream!"
Uncle Biao raised his hand and struck with the battle ax, and a member of the Gongxi family was split into two pieces.
But Uncle Biao himself did not benefit, because the diamond thorn in the hand of a member of the Gongxi family directly penetrated Uncle Biao's abdomen!
Ugh!
Uncle Biao was so painful that he was dripping with sweat like soybeans!
At this moment, the group of people from the Gongxi family seized the opportunity and pointed their weapons at Uncle Biao.
Poof!
Pffffffffffff!
Puff puff puff puff!
Ice Soul Sword, Snowflake Sword, Octagonal Pestle...seven or eight weapons all pierced Uncle Biao's body!
Uncle Biao's face turned pale for a moment, and his body stiffened instantly!
"Uncle Biao!" The young boy's voice was filled with pain.
Uncle Biao looked back at his young master, with such a pale face and such a slender body, his height was less than his waist.
The last bit of blood in the direct line of the Gongxi family...
Uncle Biao knew that if he died, the young master would never survive.
"Go to hell!" The killers of the Gongxi family all sneered ferociously.
After ten years of hunting and killing thousands of people, only the last two are left. Seeing that they are about to complete the task assigned by the family, how can they not be ecstatic?
"You bastards! You bastards! It's you who deserve to die!" At the last moment of his life, Uncle Biao roared at the Gongxi family members, "Your ancestor Gongxi Changshou was such a beast!
He is obviously a slave, but..."
"Poof!" A black iron pestle pierced Uncle Biao's heart and penetrated out.
Uncle Biao spurted out a mouthful of blood, all of it spraying on the young boy who rushed towards him.
"Uncle Biao!" The young boy's voice was painful and helpless.
"Master, I'm sorry... Uncle Biao is incompetent... Uncle Biao can't accompany you on the last journey... Master... A Biao is incompetent..." Uncle Biao was seriously injured, with seven or eight weapons inserted into his body, and countless
Blood gurgled out.
His body was extremely weak, as if he would fall down if the wind blew, but at this moment, his legs were straight and his back was even straighter.
He looked at the young boy with tears in his eyes: "Young Master, Uncle Biao has taken the first step..."
The young boy, who was no more than ten years old, had blood-red eyes and bloodshot eyes, and tears were rolling down his face.
The members of the Gongxi family had proud sneers in their eyes.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
The weapons in their hands were pulled out directly, and a stream of blood arrows appeared on Uncle Biao's body, followed by blood spurting out like a fountain!
Uncle Biao's cold sweat like soybeans rolled down drop by drop.
He could no longer hold on and fell to his knees.
And at this moment, a cold sword intent scattered from mid-air!
Everyone thought it was the sword intention wielded by a strong man from the Gongxi family, even Uncle Biao thought so, but
Puff puff puff!
Bang bang bang!
With a swing of the sword, the three heads of the Gongxi family rolled to the ground!
There are three headless bodies, with blood spurting crazily from their necks.