Chapter 552

The natural and unrestrained voice sounds very good. It is like singing and impatient roaring.

I can't hear why, but for the latter, it's very natural and unrestrained.

"Why, do you have any opinions about the garbage that your companions have started?" Just as Wang Haoyu roared again and again, an elegant voice without emotion sounded.

Hearing the voice, Dai Feier was stunned. She couldn't react at once. Countless figures of each other emerged in her mind. There were old men, handsome men and beautiful women. She thought of everything she could think of.

But in her session, no one's voice would be so good. Although it didn't have any feelings, it was very pleasant at this moment.

"Is someone here at last?" Daphne breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself.

Wang Haoyu saw that the other party finally spoke. He was already ready. As soon as the other party spoke, he would give a peerless blow.

"Thunder sword, chop"

Wang Haoyu didn't have a second word. He made a crazy blow towards the place where the voice came from the rear without any reservation. It belonged to the breath of the mid-term of the half-step war empire. It was ready to go at the touch, and there was no hand left.

Whew, with Wang Haoyu's sword, the thunder sword cut out, and the rear jungle seemed to be cut off by a terrible thunder sword light, flying in the air.

The rumbling sound can be described as ringing through the surrounding earth, as if the sky had fallen, and the ground felt a moment of vibration.

I can't imagine.

However, the next moment, a disdainful voice sounded.

"Your attack is too weak, isn't it? Can we just cut grass and trees? "

The voice fell. Wang Haoyu couldn't help it. His figure flashed and disappeared in place. The next moment, it had appeared on a rock. The rock was oval, five meters long and three meters wide, smooth and free of dust. Only Wang Haoyu could drop on it with his toes.

However, there is no discomfort. The right hand holds the sword and points directly at the rock, but the left hand protects the back. The long hair dances disorderly in the wind, like thousands of thin swords. It may be cut forward at any time. There are strands of long hair on the forehead. It dances on the eyebrows and stars from time to time. A warrior dress dances back and forth intentionally or unintentionally, and a trace of light shines in the jungle, Shining on his face, he is like a sword of death. He wants human life at any time. Standing on the rock with elegant demeanor, he has a posture of being king over the world, but he has no tendency of being king over the world.

On his opposite side stood a young man who could only understand and not see much.

"The pretentious boy is dying." Wang Haoyu didn't say much. He waved his long sword without superfluous explanation. He didn't look at each other and shot directly.

Because he already knew that the other party was already a dead man. For the dead, it was superfluous to say anything.

From the beginning to the end, he understood that the strength of young people was only in the later stage of the king's territory. For his disciples in the middle of the half-step emperor's territory, such strength was simply too weak. They were so weak that they wanted to kill ants as they wanted. There was no pity.

"Just want to die?"

Just when the other party was only three meters away from the youth, the youth turned around and looked at the other party with a funny face.

"Why are you..."

The other party naturally knows who it is. In the outer square, he wants to kill one of the other parties.

As for this young man, he is no other than Zhan Tian.

Zhan Tian saw that it was the other party, and his eyes also instantly released the killing intention, a fierce killing intention?

I don't know if Zhan Tian wants to kill each other, because he gets angry when he thinks of things in the square.

"It's me. Why, I'm surprised. Should it not be me, or do you feel guilty?" Zhan Tian said, laughing.

The other party laughed when he saw Zhan Tian, and his strong killing intention became much stronger.

"Guilty, who do you think you are? It's funny to make me guilty." Wang Haoyu calmed his mood secretly, and then forced himself to calm down.

In fact, he also had an inexplicable fear in his heart. The reason was that Zhan Tian was a genius who understood the attribute of fire.

Although his strength is a little poor, he doesn't dare to compliment his combat effectiveness. He doesn't say much about his disciples who understand the peak of his attributes in the early stage.

"Really?"

"War"

Zhan Tian's voice fell, but man had disappeared from his place.

The war can be said to open in an instant. There is no gorgeous light, only the crushing and crushing.

Soon, after about dozens of rounds, Wang Haoyu was blown out by Zhan Tian's fist.

"Boy, you forced me to kill with thunder sword." Wang Haoyu's voice fell, and a vast sword spirit poured out from him, and then poured into the long sword.

At the moment of entering the long sword, an extremely terrible breath emanated from the long sword. Even within a mile or two around, it seemed that endless sword Qi ran crisscross at this moment.

Around these sword Qi, there is also a thunder net intertwined with lightning, which is gradually forming, and then intertwined with an extremely fast degree.

Finally, a huge net blocking the range of 100 meters was formed and rolled towards zhantian.

Seeing this situation, Zhan Tian can only send out two separate bodies, and then display different martial arts and skills to bomb.

For example, the dark emperor's Dragon Fist directly blows out eight fists on his body. The eight fists turn into eight dark dragons, angrily facing the giant net.

The eight dark dragons have the power to suppress one side, but they are still not enough to see in front of the giant net.

"Boy, see? You are an ant like thing. You dare to take care of Lao Tzu's business. You simply don't want to live. "Wang Haoyu laughed happily when he saw that the giant net had the upper hand.

"Really?" Before Zhan Tian's voice fell, he saw the broken dragon tail of the dark Emperor Dragon. I don't know when, another wave of terrible sword light came to his face.

Each sword is no worse than the dark Emperor Dragon Fist just blasted, and even better. At this time, with the smashing of eight dark emperor dragons, the giant net also began to appear dim. However, at this time, the giant net has begun to close towards zhantian.

However, before Wang Haoyu could figure out the situation, he saw the terrible sword light, as if it was spiritual, fighting with a fierce sword spirit.

In the dim place just now, after the light of the sword, I only heard a few sounds of Dangdang, as if the long sword was split into two parts by something terrible, which rang through their ears.

At this time, the giant net just locked Zhan Tian's body.