Control The World

Xuanyao Taoist heard the shocking movement behind him, turned his head and saw a bright smile on his face.

"Good boy."

He was so happy in his heart that he opened his mouth and drank hard liquor. Striding meteor in front of the water tank. Take a photo with one hand on the water tank, and the water in the water tank turns into water arrows with the thickness of arms.

"open!"

There was a smile on Xuanzang's face, and with a wave of his robe, the water arrows floating above the water tank rushed into the air.

Bumped into the pummeling rocket. The rocket was instantly extinguished and fell weakly.

"Okay." The hunters in Qinglong Town applauded loudly, and the sorrow on their faces cleared, showing a knowing smile.

Everyone is moving more quickly, and the fire is fired, the water is watered. Under the command of the mayor and Shi Jian, everything is well organized.

At this time, the leader of the floating butcher's face was hard to read. One of the wood throwing machines was smashed by Ning Wufeng, and the remaining two were no threat to Ning Wufeng. Even if the pitchers who shoot the giant wooden arrows are exhausted, they will hardly hurt Ning Wufeng.

Seeing that the sun is getting lower and lower.

"Ready to storm!" The leader of the floating slaughter looked cold and sighed.

Even if Ning Wufeng can keep the gate of Qinglong Town, he wants to block thousands of people? The enchanting woman has taken the horse to other places in Qinglong Town, just waiting for his order.

"Little Qinglong Town also wants to block the pace of the deity and dream!" Said the leader of the floating slaughter coldly.

He felt a horror from Ning Wufeng, so quickly, the boy broke through. If he was given time again, he would definitely not be able to control him.

"Where is the daredevil?" Shen of the Futu leader cried.

"in!"

Thirty-odd black-armored butchers came out. They were expressionless. They were all big and powerful men. They were more than three meters tall and had a larger body size than ordinary people.

"It's time for you to dedicate yourself to this deity." The leader of the Tutu said coldly, without the slightest emotion in his tone.

"Dedicated to the leader, sacrifice his mind, at his will!" More than thirty heavy armored worshippers fell on their knees and yelled loudly.

"The deity is with you!"

The leader of the floating slaughtering body slammed the majestic spiritual power, and instantly turned into the dark black ink on the body surface. There seemed to be countless roaring creatures in the black gas struggling and roaring.

The faces of ordinary floating slaughter people all changed, but there were no fears on the faces of more than thirty heavy armored believers, but they all showed fanatical colors one by one, desperately absorbing the black gas.

Their strength is constantly rising and rising. Bleed the sixth, seventh, eighth, and nineth days of qi, all the way to Zhuntongqiao.

Except that they did not open up the magic tricks, the spiritual power fluctuations that they slammed all over, they already have the strength of tongqiu.

There were more than thirty floating butchers who knew the situation instantly, and Ning Wufeng's face suddenly sank. Is it true that today's floating slaughter is less ferocious?

No, absolutely not!

A decisive color appeared in Ning Wufeng's eyes, the extinction gun was dancing, and his feet paced and rushed out of the Kun Longxiao array.

On his face, more than thirty Jiajia members exuded black gas, scarlet eyes, and were as horrifying as the beasts who chose to eat.

Ning Wufeng blasted out with a shot, the pure Yang gun was decisively stirred, and the gunman slammed, the two real meanings were excited and stabbed at a heavy armored believer.

With a bang, the extinction gun pierced the armor of a heavy armorer instantly. The dark air on his body burst out, and a scream of a screaming ghost crying wolf was uploaded from the heavy armor.

Ning Wufeng frowned, and the heavy armored stabbed by him stabbed with no expression on his face, slashing his hands at him. At the same time, dozens of stalks of swords screamed around.

"What's the matter?" Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and Liaobu showed it again, and a spirit of light lit up at his feet, which flew out into an afterimage.

Dozens of knives were lost.

Roar ...

The Heavy Armor roared like a wild animal and rushed up.

"Ignore the attack of the extinction gun!" Ning Wufeng suddenly found that these guys could not feel the pain, but the blood light made them more excited.

The heavy armored stabbed by him before did not care about the hole in his chest, but clamored even more fiercely.

Black gas swelled, and the speed of the Heavy Armor suddenly increased.

"The demon crooked!"

Ning Wufeng yelled, and the consciousness was released. Pacing, his feet were covered with white light, and his speed suddenly increased.

Pure Sun Shootout-Sun-style!

Ning Wufeng shook his gun, and the sharp tip of the gun suddenly burst into a dazzling cold light, and a local muffled sound slammed the sword of the Heavy Armor.

The second shot was Yaoyang style, followed by the show. The gun exploded, turning into countless sharp lightsabers and sinking into the chest of a heavy armorer. A burst of blood splattered, and the Heavy Armor fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Wufeng slowly adapted to the attacking rhythm of the Heavy Armor. Although these heavy armored men are strong in spirit, they have very poor flexibility, which is a lot worse than that of ordinary monks.

Ning Wufeng was in the midst of turbulence, wherever he went. The heavy armored believers fell in response. In less than half an hour, more than a dozen of the armored people died.

And Ning Wufeng's attack speed is getting faster and faster.

Not far away, the pupil of the floating butcher's pupil shrank slightly, his face suddenly gloomy. In this way, he worked hard to build a death squad, all killed by Ning Wufeng.

"Your opponent is me!"

The floating slaughtering took the initiative, and the robes were rumbling, and the black gas surging out. Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, and what he worried about finally happened.

As long as the leader of the floating slaughter entangled him, the people in Qinglong Town would like to block thousands of floating slaughter cults.

Although Master Xuan Ku's strength is amazing, he has been injured. Can't fight for long. The only bleeder Nine Heavenly Monk Shi Jian also broke his arm.

"Hurry up!"

Ning Wufeng was getting more and more anxious, feeling that the turbulent wind of the leader of the floating slaughter was blowing, and the hunting sounded. The gun mang in his hand is also getting faster and faster, stirring a little bit of starlight, breaking through the defense of the heavy armored believers.

The spirit sword danced around him, and the armored men fell one by one. In an instant, only half of the thirty were left.

"Dammit!" The leader of the floating slaughter screamed angrily, watching Ning Wufeng kill one of the three heavy armored believers with a single shot, his heart was bleeding.

He came over with a claw.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, his spirits stirred up, and the extinguishing gun shot out.

Sharpness is the third most important thing. Gunsmanship is like lightning, and guns are extremely sharp.

Juli's true intentions are the third most important. He injects 120,000 kilograms, and his guns are extinct.

The master of the floating slaughter dropped his claws and flew out abruptly. His face was gloomy, and Shen said, "I look down on your kid."

Scratching in the void, the skull chair flew out thousands of skulls, and the black gas was swallowed into a skeleton skull.

Xing Tianwu talked about her, Yangwei Quartet.

The leader of the floating slaughtering was dark and swollen, and the flesh was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye became a strong man full of blood and blood, grasping the skull skeleton.

The dark air swelled out between the dances.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank slightly. The slaughter of the leader of the floating slaughter is filled with a kind of intense killing, and it seems that in his world it is a sea of ​​blood.

"Let's die!" The leader of the floating slaughter roared, the light was stunned, and the body of black gas was intertwined with numerous screams.

Five hundred or six hundred floating slaughterers behind him, led by the remaining dozens of heavy armorers, rushed towards Qinglong Town.

There was also a shouting and killing sound near Qinglong Town, and the charming woman with four or five hundred floating slaughter cults also hid in the town.

"Help me."

There was a sudden panic in the town.

The fire on the side of Shi Jian and the elder of the town had just weakened, and the shouting and killing sounds were heard.

This group of vicious butchers teaches that they are ruthless, and no matter where they are, whether they are men, women or children, they have no bones.

"Shi Jian organized people to cover the retreat of the old and weak children, and everyone else had the power to fight with the old way!" Xuan Kuo Taoist's drunk eyes showed a clear color.

In this battle, people are in town. People die!

"Everyone kill!" The elder of the town picked up Tieguai, followed the Xuanku Taoists and rushed into the floating slaughter congregation.

The wine gourd in the hands of the Xuantao Taoist turned straight and dripped a lot of force. Everywhere he went, the cultists of the Tutu were knocked over a large area.

"Kill!" The three heavy armored believers followed him, and the siege in the shape of the character passed, and the sword light whistled out, powerful and heavy.

With a slamming sound, Xuanzang Taoist stabbed them with a stab, and a sick red flush appeared on his face, and his body was full of blood.

"It still doesn't work." Xuan Kuodao's eyes darkened, and the poison in his body began to be unrestrained by his spiritual power. He was about to move.

"what!"

With a scream, the hunters around Qinglong Town fell down. The elder of the town faced a heavy armored believer, sweating heavily, his spiritual strength was motivated to the extreme, and a white mist appeared from his head.

When a hunter was dying, he screamed fiercely, biting the neck of a floating slaughterer tightly, and they both died.

Although the hunters in Qinglong Town could not compete with this group of wicked gangsters, their guardians behind them were their wives, sons and daughters. Even if he was stabbed into the chest with a knife, he turned his hands and cut a knife regardless of the wound.

"Even if the old way is dead, you can't be cheap for your beasts!" The Xuanku Taoist immediately released the spiritual power's control over the poisonous gas in his body, and the four spiritual consciousness lights up instantly.

Suddenly, he was full of spiritual energy, his hair spread out.

"Haha, it hasn't been so long in a long time!" Xuan Kuo Taoist laughed, turned his palm and patted the chest of a heavy armored believer, and the believer flew out.

The wine gourd smashed down, and a cult butcher who attempted to attack him was smashed into his brain.

But Rao is so, the casualties of Qinglong Town have been increasing.

"Haha, tonight, this place will become a purgatory on earth!" The master of the floating slaughter haha ​​laughed, and the skull in his hand whistled out. Between the dances, there were screams of screaming ghosts and wolves, seeming to applaud the killing.

"I, Ning Wufeng, even if he died today, will not let you succeed!" Ning Wufeng roared gritted teeth.

The eight-pulse spirits are violent, and the extinguishing gun is like a dragon. But the leader of the floating slaughter only wanted to fight with him, and he was not allowed to go to Qinglong Town to help. Ning Wufeng could not disengage himself for a while.

Ning Wufeng had a big hate in his heart, looking at the proud smile on the leader of the floating butcher's face, anxious to swallow his flesh and eat his bones. The marksmanship became more and more fierce, making the leader of the floating slaughter more and more alarmed.

"As soon as Yulong comes out, all gangs worship."

The banner hunting in the distance danced, and a horse pouring down like a black dragon whistled towards Qinglong Town.

Roar ...

There was also a terrifying beast roar from the ancient wooden Osawa.