Chapter 978： Text

kill! "

Under Lu Wenhao's drinking order, a large number of handsome men around him, although some were numb from their scalp, still gritted their teeth and killed them.

These people, under the black leadership of the young Fan Shuo, there were two to three hundred people, and they looked at the entire Bahuang Mountain. Now they are determined to become a huge force. Although the strength of boys is terrible, many people are also fighting at the same time. They are not too timid, trying to squeeze each other into a pile.

"There seem to be many people willing to work for you two rodents!"

Seeing so many people calling the crowd to kill, Ye Hao's eyes were filled with contempt, and he scanned the eyes of Lu Wenhao and Black Shadow.

Suddenly, his face suddenly turned cold, and he waved to Wei Haosan: "You come back!"

"This" was stern and generous, with a hesitant expression on his face, so a large group of people rushed up. Don't your friends plan to ask them for help?

"Listen to Brother Shen, we back off."

Wei Hao patted Yan Kuan on the shoulder, his eyes were a bit complicated, and he had been named a genius since he was a child, but he really didn't know the strong hands until he reached this mountain range.

Especially the power of Dan Riyue Daoning, Duan Linxi and this young man made Wei Hao feel hot on his cheeks. Perhaps, like most handsome young men on this mountain, he has lived his entire life. Only in his own small place, he is not qualified to go to the wider world, and those truly evil competitors.

Ok!

At this moment, Ye Hao had a cold hum, and a wave of agility jumped out between his **** again, condensed into Jianhong.

"Magic Knife"

"Black Phoenix Claw"

"Dragon Tiger Boxing"

"Yin wind thorn!"

…

In the direction of the barren village, hundreds of people headed by Fan Shuo showed strong military skills. For a while, they wanted to use a powerful combination to fight Ye Hao and kill Ye Hao!

"Thunder!"

This Ye Hao was not at all moved by the horror of hundreds of people, his fingers were moved by the force.

The blood relationship after birth, Ye Hao's vision is undoubtedly broad enough to quite deep. He already knows that the struggle between monks is usually not a question of how high or low, nor is it a question of how many people can solve the problem. A truly talented genius, all the way to the same field of invincibility, never afraid of the fierce battle of the same generation!

He is still the same now, the fingers are cut off, the tips of the fingers are red, and the past trajectory has become a dragon of thunder.

"Roar~"

Turning around, Ye Hao stood around, lightning and thunder, like the dark clouds and purple awns on the eve of the storm, drowning everything around him.

This kind of writing is afraid of the bystanders around who are afraid of coming back, afraid of the torture of disasters. Many people are pale, and it is hard to believe that this is the meaning of a bleeding monk.

Ah! "Ah!"...

Those young talents who rushed to kill Ye Hao were enveloped by more power and Jianhong from the beginning. The many martial arts that people shot together were shocking at first, but after confronting them, they were all wiped out. . The dozens of handsome young guys in front were still knocked down by the electric mang and Jianhong in an instant, and died on the scene!

What a shocking scene. Hundreds of people went to a younger teenager at the same time. When there was a conflict, dozens of people were killed.

"Come on, purple!"

Soon, Ye Hao started again, and what was equally shocking was that with the touch between his fingers, Ye Hao's body was bright and purple, with the shadow of a sword flowing between them, intertwined into a net.