Chapter 316： Sweeping the invincible

"Fangxing, you will scold me for the day, forget it today!"

A woman’s screaming voice came, the black fog on the left side of the ten feet was torn by the invisible wind, revealing a woman wearing a purple dress, holding a Yaoqin in her hand, it was full of hate Yi Ye’s solitary sound, she held Yaoqin in her left hand, and her right hand repeatedly pulled out a few times. “铮铮” a few sounds, the sound of the piano was like a sword, and the full-faced hatred of the leaf alone sounded straight to the side.

"Smelly girl, really, the young master does not dare to kill you?"

Seeing Ye Guyin also came to join in the fun, and the party made a sigh of relief, took the one-legged copper man out, and infused it with the spirit, and smashed it in the face of Ye Guyin, the power of the leaf alone to release the sound of the piano. It was just resisted by the one-legged copper man, and the black iron wrapped in the surface was cracked under this powerful force, but it revealed the patina of the Yaoqin and the harpsichord.

"Hey..."

The harpsichord string was hit by the invisible force, and suddenly the strange sound of the sound was very unpleasant. This kind of sound was sharp and sharp, and it was so deep in the soul of the soul that it was inexplicable and it felt dizzy. God is not stable.

"Haha, good things!"

Fang Xun discovered that this harpsichord was originally a mysterious instrument that could attack people's knowledge. The heart couldn't help but sway through the piano, swaying his fists, and screaming on the strings, noisy and ugly sounds. Immediately passed to the Quartet, surrounded by a void in the surrounding, the opposite face of the lonely voice suddenly pale, the mind was dizzy, and violently pull the Yaoqin in the hands.

However, Yaoqin was the substitute that she found after she lost the harpsichord. It was just the best spirit. It was different from the phoenix. Rao was under her full force, and the music was always pulled out. The chaotic phoenix piano made a mess, not a tune, and under the anger, Ye Guyin directly lost Yaoqin and rushed to Fang Fang: "Wang Ba Gu, I am shocked by the harps..."

"roll!"

The party was cold and drunk, and a huge force hit the leaf. The solitary sound stood unsteadily and fell after flying.

"Kill the line, enter the sword..."

There was a sharp voice, and in the dark fog, seven black shadows hit the side, and there was a slender silver sword in the hand. This sword is like a sword, not a silk, but they are like them. The joint operation of the seven people seems to form a giant net in the air, which can kill all existence, but it is the seven little monsters coming from a mysterious sect of Qishen Mountain.

Fang Xing met, did not dare to take a nap, holding a phoenix violin, and playing against the void.

"Booming..."

The phoenix violin is like a big stick, but it just restrains the magical instrument of the Seven Gods in the North Mountain. It is so mixed in the void that it just wraps the seven swords on the harpsichord and is entangled with the strings, unless The silk is broken, or the strings are broken. Otherwise, the solution can't be solved. The party laughs and exerts a strange force. It swings the harpsichord, but it spurs the sword silk and flies up the seven gods of the northern mountain. However, the seven strange swords of the North Mountain Mountain are connected with the soul of the gods, and they are determined not to let go, only wow in the air.

"Little devil, dead to the end, still fierce here?"

Suddenly, a violent drink came from all directions, and all the amazing mysterious techniques hit the party.

The Chuhuang Prince, the Southern Xinjiang Ghost King and four or five other unknown monks, Qi Qi shot to Fang Xing.

They really can't stand it anymore. So many people have besieged this little demon head, and they have been defeated by Chu Huang, the wounded ghost king, the flying leaf solitary sound, the teasing of the northern gods, the seven strange, swept a piece, if it is passed out, and face What is it?

Under this kind of thinking, a lot of masters can't take care of a lot, and they all shot and killed.

"Booming..."

Fang Xing slammed the seven gods of Beishen Mountain and resisted the surrounding mystery. Immediately, two monsters were hit by the Xuanzhu that was bombarded around them. The storm became a **** fog, and the remaining five strange trepidation He hurriedly separated the connection between the gods and the sword silk, while mourning the names of the two brothers who died, pulling each other and retreating outside the battle circle, and the other party hated the bone marrow.

"Haha, you are all famous people, but they are fighting against me alone. Is it shame not to be ashamed?"

The party laughed happily, and Jin Yun floated up at the foot. Jin Wu came up to hold him up, and rose to the air, fighting hard with the group of monks.

"The opportunity is in front, but also talk about what is going on alone, the devil, you have angered the emperor's family, and today you can't escape!"

The prince of Chu Huang screamed and screamed. He was a little bit mad at the end of the week, and he was trapped and killed. Most of the pressure on the siege was from him.

"Escape? Who said that the young master is going to escape?"

In the body of the body, Jindan's medicinal properties have spread and spread. On the skin, it seems to have ignited a layer of red flame. It is the color of the **** oozing of his blood, which makes him more and more brave. Just like a crazy dragon.

But in the drama, his mind was as clear as ever, and he knew that he had reached the moment of his own chaos.

"Give you a chance to escape, is there anyone going to leave?"

Fang Xing drunk, a palm forced to retreat from the Southern Xinjiang Ghost King, and turned back to hold the Chu Huang Prince's high foot.

"Will you die, you dare to speak up?"

The prince of Chuhuang was thriving, pinching his fists, and the wind was like a dragon, and he came to the side.

"Golden bastard, you lost the last chance to escape, and all of you today will die here!"

Under the medicinal properties, the eyes of the party became blood red, and in the screaming, he finally showed his own killer.

Left hand yin, right hand yang, draw a mysterious trajectory, a sinister sky, a yin gas exploration, but in the air turned into a yin and yang grind, and then the yin and yang grind slowly, the surrounding monks cast a mysterious The power of the law has been attracted by this yin and yang, and it has become a pure force. Then it pushes the yin and yang, and the light sweeps into the four fields and projects the void.

"Not good, retreat!"

The princes of Chu Huang and others flew away and refused to cooperate with the magic of Fang Xing.

The loud noise of the bang, the light shrouded a field, and all the monks who were besieged were affected by the light.

"puff……"

The ghost king spurted blood, his body was squatting, and he was hanging down.

"嘭嘭"

Among the five strangers of the Northern Mountain, two strange monsters were swept by the gods and burst into a **** fog.

"Snapped……"

It was the Prince of Chu Huang, who was also swept by the light of the gods. He was shattered by a jade who grew up with him since childhood. He himself was pale and his body was swaying. A blood slid down from his mouth and his eyes had become Extremely cold.

"Little devil, is this your killer? This kind of supernatural power is really powerful, but unfortunately, we have so many masters besieging you, you distracted the power of magic, you can not really kill any of us, what is it? With this situation and this kind of magical power, the power of horror, presumably is also extremely spiritually consumed, even if you take the secret medicine, how long can it last?"

Prince Chu Huang came back and stood in the void, looking at the cold eyes.

"Haha, yes, the little devil, the nine people in the nine songs have not yet shot, you are the enemy of us, how can you?"

The Ghost King has also come back, even though he has been seriously injured, he is not willing to let go of this opportunity.

"In the midst of the glory of the South, you are ranked in the top five..."

Another Maish monk walked up and surrounded the square: "Unfortunately, you have chosen the wrong way and want to fall here!"

From time to time, there are monks appearing in the void, dense and numb, trapping the side.

No matter how you look at it, Fang Fang can't escape death. The yin and yang big grinding discs are not enough for him to kill from these many high hands.

"Hey, brother, is this disaster a big deal? It seems that it is difficult to escape?"

Even Jin Wu, could not help but shudder, and smiled.

Fang Xing laughed and said: "Who said that Xiao Ye is going to escape, I am not saying that there is still a killer?"

Jin Wuyi, said: "Is it your flag? Is this flag afraid of being weak?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said: "Old gold, have you been mixed with Xiaoye for so long, have you not found it?"

Jin Wu is dull: "What did you find?"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "Yu is relying on his head and melons to eat rice..."

After that, Fang Fang suddenly took a breath and let out loudly: "Old evil, blood sacrifices are all released, let this group of grandchildren see the power of Wanlingqi, remember, if you shoot to the young master, do not put one Over!"

After that, after a loud bang, the body was full of wind and the wind, the golden sword feathers covered the void, straight to the front of the Chuhuang Prince and other people rushed over, while drinking in the mouth: "Lei Jiu, you slaves dare to In the presence of the young master, if the emperor’s family dared to offend me, the younger master first slaughtered your slave talent and then attacked the sword and competed for all the swordsmen..."

boom!

In the loud drink, he rushed to the crowd, and then competed with the masters such as Chu Huang, and the fierceness was unmatched.

And his voice penetrated the black mist, and the sound waves rolled and spread the four fields.

Everyone heard his snoring!

Kill the flag of Lei Jiu, then attack the sword, and win the sword.

At this moment, the Tsing Yi robber suddenly turned his eyes and understood the intention of the party.

After disguising himself, the ghost country prince Li Ying, who is hidden among the monks, is also looking at the sky.

Among the monks, there are countless people who have an idea in their hearts. At this time, the mind is slightly moved.

There are also some people who have taken out the arrogant instruments.