Hold the grass!
And this kind of operation?
The people of the nine nationalities are also confused.
Chen Bin is a real person.
Three shots killed a young man.
The other side obviously didn't expect it. What's more, his strength didn't break through the sky.
Maybe we can avoid bullets, but we can't stop them.
But he wants to die. Close his eyes and let Chen Bin do three moves.
Chen Bin put away his gun and hummed, "I'll tell you to pretend to be a better man!"
The goods looked at the people of the major sects with an air, "who dares to let me do three moves?"
Kunlun people even have the heart to kill. They are paralyzed. Who told you to shoot?
Chen Buyi, however, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Whoa -"
the bear boy was scared to death and regretted.
The leader of Kunlun sect is a deputy leader of the alliance. When he saw that a strong young man was killed, he could not help roaring, "do you nine ethnic groups still talk about morality?"
Morality?
You're all going to dig people's ancestral graves. Are you glad to talk to me about morality?
You didn't lie to me, did you?
Chen Bin always looks forward to his children when he appreciates them.
Anyway, the first battle was won.
There is light on the faces of the nine nationalities.
The leader of Kunlun sect roared, "who killed him for me?"
Another strong man came out. This is a middle-aged man in his forties.
Flat mouth, high forehead, between two eyes is almost open, no bridge of the nose barrier.
I saw the other side calm face, "let me meet these nine strong."
Chen Bin was about to speak when he was pulled back by the drinker.
Opportunism can only happen once, and people will not be fooled again.
Chen Bin said to each other, "OK, let you go!"
The drunkard came out, "I'll meet you!"
"It's just for you to keep company with your classmates."
The other side was black, "young man, you are looking for death!"
Will my 30-year cultivation be worse than the young man in front of me?
The middle-aged man was very confident. He sank under his feet and shattered several floors.
Pretending to be surprised, "what a deep internal skill!"
The middle-aged strong man of Kunlun school sneered, "if you are wise, I will make you die faster!"
I saw him with a gloomy face, waving Kong Wu's powerful arm, "boy, let's die!"
The drunkard stood there, a little scared.
The other side stamped heavily, and several floors were cracked.
The middle-aged man was even more contemptuous when he saw that the drinker was so scared.
He is a strong man in the rank of the earth. He is a little better than the young man just now.
Even if the other side uses a gun, he can avoid bullets.
What's more, he won't shut his eyes and let others shoot.
The wine drinker opened his mouth.
Raise a hand to block, the vision Leng Leng ground looks at other people's pants when.
"You zipped open!"
The other side was stunned and looked down instinctively.
Poof -
the drunkard raises his foot and hits the target.
O!
The middle-aged man of Kunlun school took a cold breath with his mouth open.
The pain after being attacked made him feel like shit.
I'll go!
Is this the skill of the nine ethnic groups?
Can you still fight well?
The first deceives, and the second deceives.
Just when the other party instinctively covers the place, the drinker raises his wrist and holds it up with all his strength.
Click -
this palm is impartial and hits the opponent's left chest.
There was a sharp crack in the chest.
A few ribs were smashed by great force.
At the same time, the atrium pain, bang -
instantly burst in the body.
The power of this palm is beyond the middle-aged man's expectation.
He was able to break several ribs and burst his heart.
It's incredibly fast,
poof -
a stream of blood surges up the throat and sprays directly.
Only two moves were used to solve a strong man of kuncang school.
With the middle-aged strong body plop to the ground, the major sects of people fried pot.
"Kill them! Kill them
Kunlun sent division disadvantageous, Lingfeng Taoist face became ugly.
In fact, it can not be said that the strength of others is too low, but the strength of drinkers is too strong.
At present, he is a strong man in the middle level of heaven,The strong man of Kunlun school is only in the middle level.
The difference between the two is not a bit.
If you want to blame him, you can only blame him for taking himself seriously.
the strength of a strong man is not written on his face.
So he was doomed to tragedy.
The end of tragedy is the price of life.
Taoist priest Ling Feng was so angry that he slapped him in the face.
The major sects, led by themselves, launched a joint campaign against the nine ethnic groups. They had just met each other and even defeated two generals.
As he was about to draw his sword, the leader of Kunlun sect yelled, "let me do it!"
Two strong men of his own family were killed. Where can his leader's face stand still?
Rushing to fight against the drinkers, Lingfeng Taoist priest's face sank, "no need!"
He wants to start in person, eyes lock on the drinker, "young man, I hope you really have some skills."
The drunkard didn't show any weakness. "We'll go out and have a fight. We'll never die."
The other side sneers, "I'll let you do it!"
Two figures swept out of the hall.
Others followed and tracked it out.
As the leader of Wulin, Taoist Ling Feng is eager to do it himself?
Everyone looked at the sword in his hand.
It was a long black sword, dark and full of unspeakable evil.
Zheng -
Taoist priest Ling Feng drew his sword and immediately heard a light sound.
The light of the sword flashed and the cold was pressing.
A long awn cuts to the drinker and hisses --
"blood eating sword!"
Suddenly, someone screamed.
That's the blood eating sword!
The blood eating sword that was once confiscated by the sweeping monk and hung in the hands of the Buddha.
How can Taoist Ling Feng have a blood eating sword?
What is the relationship between him and shifangtiandi?
In their hearts, they looked suspiciously at Taoist priest Ling Feng.
The drunkard didn't dare to be careless either. He just felt that the sword was so powerful that he didn't dare to collide head-on.
And Ling Feng, the Taoist priest, with his sword, opened and closed, and killed everything.
With a sweep of the sword, he chopped the drunk's legs.
The drunkard jumped lightly and landed on the eaves of a temple.
The sword cut the whole eaves.
Wow.
Large pieces of rubble fell down, the whole eaves collapsed more than half.
The power of one sword was so terrible that everyone stared at each other's sword in fear.
Seeing this, Shen Tianlong strode out and took off his sword.
It's the weapon of the ghost sword. It's an elaborate work of cutting iron like mud and casting sword door.
He threw the sword, "catch it!"
The drunkard turned over and leaped down from the air to catch the sword steadily.
Zheng!
He drew out his sword and showed his edge. The drunkard was overjoyed, "thank you!"
Take the sword and chop it to Taoist priest Lingfeng.
Lingfeng Taoist priest's eyes flashed a chance to kill, and his black sword swept across the sky.
Cruel voice way, "even if you have a sword, also can't escape to die."
The drunkard said, "what's the use of blowing the bull? I'm going to use this sword to kill you, the leader of the Wulin alliance
Zheng -
Zheng -
both of them put out their swords at the same time and cut them in the air.
The two swords blazing together, Dang -
issued a heart shaking sound.
With the sword in hand, the drinker's confidence is greatly increased.
Dangdangdang -
a sword splits more than ten swords in succession, and the whole person suddenly rises in the air and waves the sword.
Dang -
the black sword in Taoist priest Ling Feng's hand also came.
A string of sparks are rubbed up, and a click is made -
only a crisp sound is heard, and the sword in the drinker's hand is broken in two.
Taoist priest Ling Feng lifts his sword and hisses -
the edge of the sword goes across the drinker's chest.
Poof -
ah yo -
the figure of the drinker fell from the air rapidly.