Chapter 2164

Name:Storm of Kings Author:Gu Jianfeng
"Me?" God batian never thought like this. She was not a forgetful person. She emphasized in her heart for a moment: "whether it is a person or a Longqi people, my task is to make a machete and cut off all obstacles on the road."

"Really? Do you really have so many obstacles in your mind when you practice to this level? Think about what you live for, or you will live or die, because living means little to you. "

"Ha ha ha, I don't believe it!" God tyrant struggles hard.

Jingquan was slightly absorbed and exclaimed: "it's really a sensitive child. Did you find it? My husband and I will besiege these enemies. " If someone else said this, I'm afraid it would make people laugh. Two people besieged the black rattan Pavilion army? Oh, my God! This is how arrogant speech, but put on Zhou lie's family, is really not a matter!

Even God Ba Tian feels reasonable, and her old teacher is in danger!

Bose world condenses the big knife to explode!

Big bang!

With wisps of sword like fragments flying through the air, no one can guarantee that they are lucky enough to escape, just like fireworks.

Friar heiteng is unbelievable.

The eyes are full of light, their thoughts at this moment to end, the heart is extremely unwilling.

It's strange to be reconciled! After a fierce journey, they all wanted to find Jingquan immediately. They thought that her condition was very poor, so they should let them knead it.

As a result, the man has not seen it yet! A blade light flew by, and the black rattan Pavilion army was smashed to pieces.

Whether you are a controlled friar or an elite with black rattan on your arm, you should suppress it.

It's too oppressive. There's no time to display the treasures and tricks in your pocket. Anyway, it's a fast one.

The world's martial arts, only fast but not broken, this sudden attack beyond everyone's imagination, including the black rattan Pavilion master.

Such a sharp blade, such a heavy treasure, powerful and powerful, how can we say it will be destroyed?

However, Zhou lie and Jingquan two in laws made it. They broke the treasure without blinking. It's not cost-effective.

It's no exaggeration to say that if you sell these treasures, the wealth you get will be enough to invite powerful sects and even form alliances with many powerful monks among the hundred families. It's really a pity to destroy them.

"It's been a good Zhou lie. I'm not so tired of foreign things. I can't do that alone!" The master of the black rattan Pavilion clenched his fist and focused his eyes on shenbatian.

Jinjiao has already explained the mystery, so the pavilion master knows that the problem is very difficult. The God batian is controlled by Jingquan, and seems to be understanding the real and virtual road. If she really understands it, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Brothers, give me this damned girl and do it right!" The voice of the master of the black rattan Pavilion did not fall. Suddenly, there was a vibration around him. A little blood splashed outward, dripping on his body, which made people feel shocked.

"No, strengthen your defense."

"Damn it, do you see what's attacking us?"

"No, it's too fast."

After dozens of monks were drinking, they saw that the holy king of the northern magic road was stiff, and then they flew out and became numb in the air.

The "Mahua" puffed, and then burst out completely. Bones, intestines and other things were flying around. All monks who saw this scene could no longer care about their injuries. They were stupidly stunned and felt chilly.

There was a layer of blood mist on the battlefield, and the spirit of killing was so strong that it seemed to condense into essence. No matter how much you practice, you feel extremely nervous at this moment, for fear that the hand of death will twist you into a twist.

"Who?" The master of the black rattan Pavilion hastily turned back, and saw that his confidant love would stay in the same place. He did not know where to go.

Suddenly, the sound of iron hooves sounded in the distance, and the army seemed to be approaching.

"Who is it?"

"Hey hey, man who killed you."

The two generals, with their helmets and carabines, roared with millions of soldiers. The weapons collided and clattered. The dazzling sparks reflected the dull faces.

"Yes! There are only two enemies. The other soldiers are suspected of ancestral spirits! But how could that be possible? Millions of ancestors, this... " No matter how many of the million soldiers are true, there are still some of the best in the world. It's no joke to start with.

Even if these ancestral spirits are in a strange state and can't give full play to their full strength, they are not afraid of death, and they will kill them once they rush forward. There is no solution to this point alone!

"Kill! Kill all these bastards

Although the friars of heiteng pavilion have suffered heavy losses, they have trained a lot of talents for so many years. What about the millions of ancestral spirits? Standing in the same place and letting you kill them will take a long time!

It doesn't matter how fierce the army fights, it's nothing more than mutual consumption! What really worried the master of the cabinet was that the king of the North magic road died too fast. It was the king! There is not even a trace of strength to fight back. Who else can do it except Zhou Laomo?

Just at this time, the scenery spring comes.

When enemies met, they were extremely envious. The saints of heiteng Pavilion rushed up. The battle was dark and dark, and the sun and moon were dark. The secret method and the unique skill of pressing the box bottom were all in one color. Each blow brought the mystery that ordinary monks could not measure. There was more charm and radiance. It was gorgeous.Seeing that the enemy is powerful, Jingquan stands in the pupil, and the lofty artistic conception makes people feel uneasy.

This is a woman who can't compare with a man. How can she be so heroic? A ring, a sword, and encourage the sword to interweave into a sword extreme situation.

"I don't believe that you alone can suppress so many of us?" Jingquan slightly cocked up the corner of his mouth, and the next moment he took out his palm and washed it out with blue light.

Sword! There are swords everywhere! Like cluster growth.

The nearby friars were suddenly put up and inserted on the crystal cluster, and the blood gushed rapidly.

"No! Witch, you are absorbing our lives... "

"What is that?" The friars of heiteng Pavilion think that no matter how strong Jingquan is, they will never be defeated if the quantity is put here. Who knows the distance suddenly rises the dust smoke, then a wave wave dark sweeps.

At this time, it was too late to escape. The master was clamped by Jingquan, and the elite was dragged by millions of ancestors. The army was not working well for a while.

Dark sweep, we see, it is a giant with three heads and six arms!

"Damn it, look at this giant's forehead. This silver sharp corner is familiar to you! It's like a dog's bite! "

"Silver horn! God forbid, this guy and silver horn fit together

Evil spirit and darkness intertwined, only one punch makes the huge body quickly shrink by half! Another blow, against the black rattan Pavilion master, with great divine power to kill.

"Damn it! The remains of silver horn should be destroyed.

The power of yin and Yang circulates endlessly. At the moment when the silver corner flies away, it is like pouring mercury into the nest of ants

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