v4 Chapter 657： Bloody battles everywhere

The 657th chapter of the **** battle

After another round of tea time, suddenly, the big man’s eyes glanced and his face showed a dignified expression.

"Big brother, what happened?"

The voice of the young girl with a slap in the head has not fallen, and the sound of the emptiness has been passed to the ear. The red light flashed, and it was actually a few knives flying from a distance.

A few feet away, the power has already caused a few people to get cold.

"The best spirit!"

The voice of Dahan seems to be a nightmare. It is not an ordinary disciple who has such treasures. I did not expect to encounter a hard scorpion when I first entered the mountain.

Although his heart was faint, he did not react slowly. He immediately sacrificed an axe-like spirit and turned it into a slap in the face.

The latter four were not idle, and they took out the symbols of the spirits and attacked them from the side.

However, their cultivation is really terrible, and there is no such thing as a superb power. With five enemies, it is still very low.

After a few rounds, the blood flashed, and the big man was actually smashed into two halves.

"Big brother!"

In the eyes of other people, the color of anger and anger was flashed, but the elements of fear were more and there was no war, and they fled.

"Hey, I want to go, dream!"

A woman in red dress reveals a trace of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth, and her hand points out, and the flying knife trembles. The sound of the broken voice becomes more and more sharp and sharp, and the blood is splashing. The four people are spared, all fall, soul return Hell.

"Hey, this is a repair, but I dare to come and swear at me. I don't want to be self-sufficient. I am more than a hundred dead."

The red woman’s body shape has disappeared from the original place and went to kill other invading monks.

In another mountainous area that is only a few miles away, three Ningjia disciples wearing yellow shirts are standing against each other, one by one, and the wolf is extremely embarrassed, desperately driving the hand.

However, it is useless. There are not only seven people in the other side. Compared with them, they are only strong and weak. Now they are just cats and mice.

Seeing that the three Ningjia disciples are already at the end of the strong, the old-fashioned veteran of the opposite side took a storage bag and actually gave a big face.

"go with!"

This old point means that the grimace immediately rushed forward, and a big mouth, swallowed a Ning family disciple, and giggled.

The other two were very chilly, and with the death of a companion, the pressure increased.

Not a moment, but also each side of the other side, the soul returned to the government.

......

And this kind of fighting between each other, at the moment is in the entire Leiyin Mountain, non-stop performance, a hundred miles, everywhere is filled with a strong **** atmosphere.

The souls are everywhere, terrible!

And this is only the beginning, the battle between the low-ranking monks, can not control the battle, after a few hours, the masters of the two sides finally could not hold back, began the first wave of contact.

Strictly speaking, it is tentative. However, the situation between the monks in the condensate period is naturally different. When the magic weapon is out, it cannot be said that the heavens and the earth are discolored, but within a few squares, they are also stirred up and down. If the monks are unable to escape, they are likely to be involved. Even the aftermath is enough to make them return to the land.

For the offensive side, the victory is sufficient, but the Leiyin Shanning family has been in business for thousands of years, and various prohibitions have emerged in an endless stream, relying on the array of methods, but it does not fall into the wind. If there is no accident, this will be a Hard war of attrition.

However, the result is that Lin Xuan is unwilling to see it. He has easily conquered the family. He can make his losses so heavy. As the saying goes, it’s time to shoot people first and shoot thieves first. The shot himself, and by the way, let the horror's prestige soar.

At this point, Lin Xuan let the corpse smash a few words against Ning Wanshan, and turned it into an awning, and went away.

Cang Yuefeng, about 50 miles from the main altar of Leiyin Mountain, is about a thousand feet high, and the mountain is steep and extreme. This is the location of the four branches of Ningjia.

The Ning family stretches for thousands of years, and it is divided into seven veins. Although the four-bedroom house has not been prosperous for nearly a hundred years, it has already declined. However, as the saying goes, the worms of the hundred feet are dead and not stiff, and there are still some foundations in it.

Although this time the family dispute, they have no say at all, but the decline of the four rooms still have three elders of the condensate period, and there are about 100 disciples in the base period.

However, at this moment, the Cangyue Peak where the four houses are located is swaying, and the banned large array may be broken at any time.

There are not many enemies, dozens of people, but the two headed, but the famous giant devil, the two men.

These two brothers are very unpredictable in their exercises. They are more adept at splitting and attacking. Since the debut, thousands of monks who died under their hands have become addicted to sex. Sometimes they even let mortals not let go. The notoriety of far away.

"Master, what should we do now?" A thin and small base of the monk's face turned white, not only him, almost all four disciples, all face fear, the enemy's offensive is too fierce, the reputation is too high People are scared.

"Send a note, like the altar for help." The leader of the four, is a black-faced old man, glanced at the crumbling light curtain, and screamed.

"Yes!"

Immediately there were several disciples with their hands, and they made a note like the outside world.

However, the fire flashed a few flashes, just flew a few dozen feet away, and was shot down by the other side. These guys are going to catch the shackles, naturally they will not give the other party a chance to ask for help.

The expression of the black-faced old man became more and more ugly, and at this moment, an earth-shattering bang came, and there was an exclamation in it. It was actually a ban on the big squad that had been broken.

"Hey, Ning’s big name is nothing more than that."

A hoarse sneer into the ear, the black-faced old man's expression was a stiff, busy looking up, only to see more than ten feet away, two monks are rushing.

This is a pair of twin brothers, ugly... no, it should be terrible.

The body is tall and thin, his face is bloodless, his forehead is protruding, his eyes are deeply sunken, giving people the feeling of being a zombie.

"Wang's two males?" The old man took a sip of cold air and couldn't help but turn his head and look at his side. The original four had three elders of the condensate period, but the younger brother and sister were patrolling the outside team. Otherwise, there was no fight. Force, as for now, he sighed... The lonely hand is the best adjective.

In addition to the two men, the other side has dozens of foundation-based monks, and at this moment also played with the four-room left-behind disciples.

Without the array as a cover, the four monks mostly fell in the wind, and in just a few rounds, there were five steps in the blood of the disciples.

The black-faced old man flashed an anger in his eyes, but he also knew that things could not be done. He whispered: "The order is passed down, so that the disciples do not have to fight, and they will break into the altar when they are given the opportunity. It is not too late for the gentleman to revenge."

"Yes!"

The disciple was destined to go, and he himself set off and greeted like the two men.