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They are far from each other. Even when he reaches the peak of Daojun, he cannot be the opponent of daohuangjing.

The gap between them is difficult to use to estimate, and there has been a qualitative change.

"Husband!"

Yang Linglong's beautiful eyes are red, and she rushes up regardless of the danger.

The week is clear and the day follows.

Xue Fei said angrily, "dare to move my man!"

Two silver fans were flying in her hands.

The air is rushing.

It's a good weapon for the discerning.

Yunfeng is full of evil Qi, which is obviously inexhaustible.

The second daughter rushed up, and she would fight against Zhang Yue.

"Dead or alive!" "Come on, I want to see how you two ants died," said Zhang with a sneer

Three people fight together, from the ground to the sky.

"I'll help!" Dao Yaotian pulls out his broadsword and turns it into a flowing light.

He has entered into the realm of change with his superb technique.

Huang Wudao said nothing when he saw this. He held two swords in his hands and leaped up.

When Yu Ba saw this situation, he suddenly shouted: "everyone, the time is right, we should work together to defeat this man!"

It's the best time for them. Only by twisting a rope can they win.

If it's a one-to-one fight, there's no doubt about death.

Just as the clouds looked at each other, they also joined in the battle.

Li Changqing and situ Yin are not behind others.

All the cultivators who are in the realm of Tao and monarch join in the battle.

When the four Dharma kings saw this, they couldn't stand the loneliness. Their pavilion leader was besieged by people at the moment. At that moment, they didn't even think about it. They rushed up resolutely.

The war is going on.

The strength of the fight made the buildings of the city Lord's mansion inch by inch broken.

In a moment, it fell into ruins.

It's not a lie that a group of ants can chew elephants.

Three bad cobblers can stand for one Zhugeliang.

Even if Zhang Yue's cultivation is deep enough, he is also lack of skills at the moment, because everyone's attack on the scene is not as simple as a common one.

The twelve day Sabre technique of blazing the sky.

Huang Wudao's two sword decision.

It's like arhat's golden body.

The four images of the cloud.

The devil body of Yunfeng is immortal.

Nine quiet silver fans of Princess Xue.

These people's accomplishments are the peak of Daojun, and the Secretary of Shentong is all extraordinary. Zhang Yue never met them before. Suddenly, it's a little unexpected to fight against each other.

He has four hands and two fists.

Just for a moment, the original gorgeous clothes, at this time has been broken, hair spread.

Only unchangeable is the cruelty of the eyes more red.

"You ants think that the sea of people tactics can do anything for the Lord of this Pavilion!"

Zhang Yue's body is stable and his arms are stretched out to the sky. He burst out and shouted, "ice covers ten thousand li!"

All of a sudden, the world began to fall snowflakes, snowflakes formed flying knives, exploded and left.

All the way to the crowd.

A group of people's faces changed greatly. They hurriedly used their own magic powers to resist the snowflake Throwing Knife.

Click, click!

There are countless throwing knives.

People's real yuan is expending more and more quickly. The cloud clothes just can't last long. Her beautiful face has a little worry.

There are a lot of throwing knives, but people's real yuan is limited.

Zhang Yue's intention is very simple, let their own true yuan run out, then don't need to beat one by one, but according to the fish on the chopping board, he can only be slaughtered.

"Save the real money!"

"He's going to spend our real money."

The cloud clothes hurriedly reminds a way.

Each of them understood.

Zhang Yue sneers: "Yo, do you see that?"

His arms suddenly vibrated, and the real yuan of the realm of daohuang suddenly expanded, which made the spirit of heaven and earth more surging. There were many flying knives made of snowflakes, even the spirit contained in the flying knives was extremely violent.

Joo! Chirp!

The crisis is just in front of us. Everyone has his own magic power. Huang Wudao defends it with two swords. The sword is so powerful that others don't leave their hands at all. They feel that this time, the sabre is full of evil spirit.

A bad one will die here!

Linghao is located in the rear. His face is like white paper. He is supported by his second daughter. After being hit hard by Zhang Yue just now, his body can't withstand a single blow at all. Now, he can be killed by any person.

Yang Linglong knew how terrible it was. At the moment, looking at Zhou qingday, she said, "sister, we can't leave my husband for half a step. He's very weak. After this, we need to take good care of him."

Zhou qingday nodded solemnly and said, "don't worry, sister. Even if I die, I won't let my husband die!"

Linghao listens to the words of the second daughter and feels a little guilty. As a man, can't even protect her own woman? They even need to protect themselves!!

He no longer thought about these mess, closed his eyes, and began to meditate and heal his wounds. If he could recover his strength, he would win some more. If he watched these people go through fire and water for him, even at the cost of his life to protect him, he couldn't bear it!

Even, the heart is a strong self blame!