Chapter 739： Who is betraying me?

With the power inside the market and the difference in the situation, who will quietly become the owner of the market?

Thinking of this, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh, as if thinking of a bad possibility!

Even in the decade of the world, he has always heard the name of the Taishang system. He knows that the Taishang system has been established in the northern domain, and it is called a monster with the demon land and the four seas. It is even more impossible to be If a person dies in silence, or if he squats in a nest, then there is only one possibility, that is, returning to the market willingly take the person as the main...

Who is this big skill?

"Old evil, you are a bastard, Xiaoye is so convinced of you, if you dare to play tricks with me, I will kill you..."

Fang Xing’s heart was so angry that he even secretly bit his teeth.

In the face of this group of white monks who are obviously the "market masters" near the waiter, Fang Xing is also more unwilling.

The two golden wings of the back appeared, but it was the Pengjiao's tens of thousands of swords and swords. After the appearance of the golden feather sword, it quickly turned into a black light, and the golden wings became black wings. However, it is the new method that Fang Xun will combine the newly-recognized Sword and Magic with a hundred thousand and eight thousand swords. Based on the sword and the magic, it will be shaped by a hundred thousand and eight thousand swords. Still manifested as two large wings, but whether it is power or speed, or even change, is far from comparable.

When the two black wings are unfolded, they will stretch infinitely. In the end, each wing has become a thousand feet in size, and it is divided into two sides, so that the two clouds cover the sky. And all the white monks in front of them. They are all caged in the wings.

"There has always been only Xiaoye to rob others. Which boss of your market is the bastard, dare to grab my things?"

Bang!

He spoke, the left wing slammed, and suddenly the endless sword light, like a sword rain.

Under the cover of this sword rain, the monks below Jindan’s middle ground were almost smashed into powders, and the monks of Jindan’s mid-term and even Jindan’s leftovers were all roaring to hold up the strongest defense. Resist this unpredictable sword light.

After all, the current line is no matter what. It can be said that this is not the past, ten years of hard work, he did not understand the so-called Tao, but in this decade, he has strengthened his own heart, and in the process, gradually deepened the course of the great Comprehension, nowadays, when he showed the great skills of the previous learning, Shenwei turned over three times. A few have been to the point of weightlifting.

He himself has made an estimate, if it is now from the time he came to Fengchan Mountain ten years ago. Even if it is a positive fight with the pure Yangdao **** son Song Guichan, and does not display the chaotic grinding disc that hurts and hurts himself, the odds can reach more than 70%...

For the usual three-handedness, he dared to mention him on the knife. The 70% grasp and the 10% grasp are no different.

In a simpler way, it’s not difficult to kill Yuan Ying now, let alone these Jin Dan?

"Tell me, where is the donkey?"

"Where is the old evil?"

"Get out and see me!"

In the sound of screaming, the two big wings shrouded all the Jindan monks, and even the flies could not fly out, while Fang Xing swung the wings while he was savvy, and he did not feel uncomfortable. Seven or eight people fell under the sword and the wings.

"Devil, dare to slaughter my Taihao children?"

The white monk, the remaining three Jindan Dacheng old repairs were shocked and angry, one of them quickly ignited a purple message, and the three men joined forces, and together they sacrificed a yellow brilliance, and the rumbling was like a pillar. In the void, there was a singer of sounds, and on this pillar, there were countless chains of tentacles that were generally explored, and they rushed toward the square.

"Lock the gods!"

With the loud screams of the three Jindan Mahayana monks, the brilliance on this pillar was dazzling to the extreme.

"Great Black Heaven!"

The party whispered quietly, and the two wings shook, and the black wind was rolled up. There was a ghost in the inside.

The battle of Fengchanshan was undoubtedly the high-intensity tempering that Fangxing had cultivated for himself. Although the war broke down his dominoes in the end, he also improved his technique to a very high level. At that time, he was in various ways, and there were high and low, and the methods of display were different. But nowadays, there is a faint sign of integration, such as this black heaven technique, which was once in the Taishang site. Hong Meng is based on the death of the wind, with the Dafeng flag as the driving force. Now, it is also displayed with these two wings.

When the wind came out, it was like a ghost. The white monk in the wind was taken away by the spirits, and landed like a dead fish. Then the black wind was strong, and the light that had been rolled up with the golden pillars came together. The urging of the gods can not enter half a inch.

"Which is this repair, why are we three people who can't help him with the show?"

The three Jindan Mahayana, seeing the children in the family dead and wounded, and even the three of them were suppressed, it is full of horror.

"Oh, it’s still a point to reach the full degree of success..."

When the party saw it, he smiled low and picked up his sleeves. He planned to take it out himself.

Until now, he has only used the sword to defend his enemies, and his strength is less than half.

And his strongest, or close combat.

However, just as he was preparing to shoot, suddenly a distant voice came from a distant voice: "Who is blaming me for returning to the market, but also dare to hurt people? I hate the Tian Clan to take the lead and immediately take the shot to help Taihao The younger brother is a messy person..."

"Hate Tianshi?"

Hearing this sound, the party did a slight glimpse and turned to look.

Seeing the southwest direction, a group of yellow-shirted monks came from a rush of electric power, and there were forty or fifty people. The middle-aged person was a young woman wearing a purple dress. The repair of Jin Dan’s middle ground was not enough. The monks of the Jindan Mahayana and the ten monks who were trained in the middle of the Jindan were faintly led by her. They heard her orders and had already made a big flight and would join the battle group.

That woman is an acquaintance, it is the hate of Tianning that I have not seen for ten years!

"Smelly girl, when you let go of hating Tian's life, now even you dare to rebel me?"

Fang Xing saw an acquaintance, but his heart was full of anger. Suddenly, two swords and swords were wrapped around him, turning into a sword field that could not be reminded. Then, as a meteor, he rushed toward hating Tianning. I hate the monks around Tianning, the big array has not yet been laid, and the party has already rushed in. Only the scared ones immediately sacrificed the magical charms, and they overwhelmed them. However, all the attacks were stopped outside, and almost no obstacles generally rushed to hate Tianning.

Hate Tianning, although it has grown a lot, but in front of Fangxing, it is still not as good as it used to be. It has already been raised in the hands of the party. Under the suppression of spiritual power, it is impossible to get rid of it at half-point, and Wuguang is forced to her eye. Will puncture.

"Shantou, I haven't seen you for a few years, are you prestige?"

There is no anger in the voice of the party, but there is endless hidden anger.

"Smelly monk, you are going to release..."

I hate Tianning’s subconscious struggle, but I heard the deep killing in the jargon, but I didn’t feel the sinking of my heart. An indescribable familiar feeling rose and looked at the square face. The expression suddenly looked like Ghosts, both shocked and afraid, and then raised some indescribable grief, shouted: "Is you... you are not dead?"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "You quite want me to die?"

"I don't have... I don't know if it is you..."

After hating Tianning Weiwei, he yelled and said: "We all thought that you are dead... you are not dead, great..."

Fang Xing was the most adept at observing the color, but found that hating Tianning was not a disguise, and his heart also raised a strange color, but soon sneered again: "Then you said, who is now the market? This group of white The king of clothes will kill me when he meets. What happened? I think you just care about them just now. When they saw that they were in trouble, they immediately brought people to help them..."

The killing of the heart is still unresolved. If you hate Tianning, if you don’t answer well, he still has to kill.

In the world, the hahaha will pass, and there will be a lot of stagnation in the world. Betrayal is definitely the most serious one.

Even if I hate Tianning because I mistakenly believe that I am dead before I transfer to others, I am as uncomfortable in my heart.

"They want to kill you?"

Hate Tianning is also a slight glimpse, a thin layer of frost appeared on the surface of the spine, the eyes of cold electricity generally looked at the three remaining white monks, hate the channel: "Tai Hao's courage is getting bigger and bigger I dare to do this kind of thing..."

I even looked up and saw the side of the line looking at myself with no expression, but my heart was also sour, whispered: "You let me go, I didn't know you just now, just seeing that the people of Taihao have mobilized. According to the instructions of the evil deity, bring people to look at it and see someone killing them. After all, they are the same as the returning market. They have to help, who can think of you being shaved back?"

"Amount... cool..."

When I saw the reaction of hating Tianning, Fang Xing knew that some misunderstood her, and smiled and let go of the hand holding her collar.

I hate Tianning and glanced at him. His eyes were a bit sorrowful, but it was just a flash of death. He swung and swayed. He looked at the three white monks who were Mahayana’s Mahayana and looked at him. He shouted: "Taihao's The three elders, the Taihao Shaozhu, he is not the lord of the retreat recognized by the evil deities. You dare to make such things to the Lord of the Huis. Do you want to rebel? If you hate the Tian Clan, you will immediately The three men took it, released the rune, and told the people to return to the market. My returning to the market was not dead, and I called the ministries to come and see..."

Hate the Tian clan to listen to the fate, immediately turned to the three around to go up, have some fight.

Fang Xing did not care about these things, but frowned and looked at hate Tianning, and there were some concerns in his eyes.

Hate Tianshi seems to know what he wants to say, whispered: "I know what you are worried about. This is a long story. I can tell you later, but I can tell you that I hate that Tianshi has not betrayed you. Respect is always waiting for you to come back!"

"It's not the old evil pit I... great!"

The mind that has been tightening has suddenly loosened, touched the chest, and said: "Mom scared me!" (To be continued.)