Building The Ultimate Fantasy

下 North Luocheng.

The horseshoes sounded like thunder.

Stepping on the smoke and dust, Lu Changkong was wearing an armour, holding a halberd in his hand, his eyes were like electricity, and between horsehairs, wind and electricity rushed towards Feng Shi, who was driving horses forward.

Huh!

Above the city tower.

A shirtless man began to beat the drumsticks, the drum head vibrated, and the drums trembled with a trembling heartbeat.

Feng Shi stared, and felt a sharp momentum coming out, and the yellow sand on the ground seemed to be blown away.

"Long Changkong ... Guru Master!"

狮 Feng Shi murmured, the next moment, laughing, the sound was like a thunder.

His legs were pinched between the horse's belly, and the black steed wrapped in armor was also hissing.

Wu Yiran was unafraid and rushed out like a thunder.

The ground landscape flew to the sides quickly.

狮 The bloodthirsty excitement of Feng Shi revealed in his eyes, and the broad knife in his hand was held horizontally.

One south and one north, two figures riding horses constantly galloping.

Although Lu Lukong's body is burly, it is far worse than Feng Shi, who is a first-class martial artist who specializes in foreign exercises.

What Lu Changkong practiced was internal blood removal.

The two of them were close together.

Qi Lu Changkong's body was slightly on the horse's back, and the halberd in his hand swept out.

The blue veins on the arm of the cricket bulge like a cricket dragon.

Feng lion roared.

The cymbals were in the drums of war that trembled and beat.

Lu Changkong's halberd collided with Feng Shi's sword!

The flames of Mars splattered, and the sound of gold and iron exploded.

狮 Lion Feng is born with divine power and bravery.

After a collision between Lu and Lu Changkong, he actually suppressed the opponent in strength.

虽 Although he is not a guru, he is actually no different from a guru.

Lu Changkong was cold and cold, with murderous eyes in his eyes, and looking at Lion Shi, it was tantamount to seeing a dead man.

The halberd halberd turned suddenly, and after suddenly unloading, Lu Changkong's helmets were blown up by the burst of blood.

Tear!

The long halberd pressed the sword and swept across it.

Feng Shi was startled and gave up the sword in his hand.

Lu Lu snorted coldly, threw out the halberd, and stuck Feng Shi's sword on the ground.

After a while, Changquan hit.

Feng Shi roared, raised his huge fist, and collided directly with Lu Changkong's fist.

However ...

Qi Lu Changkong studied internal skills, stretched his blood and threw three punches in a row.

Before Feng Shi's strength was regenerated, he was hit hard by Lu Changkong.

Huh!

狮 Feng Shi coughed up blood, flew out of the horse's back, and fell to the ground. Wolverine rolled extremely.

"it is good!!!"

"City Lord mighty! Kill!"

"The Lord of the City is the Grandmaster and the Warrior, and the brute brutal warriors dare to fight!"

Uh ...

In Luobei city, the soldiers who guarded the city applauded and got the momentum.

北 The North County Army was silent.

Lu Changkong did not feel complacent. His eyes were still cold, and he drove the horse past. He reached out and grabbed the halberd that was tied to the ground, swept it out, and approached Lion Feng to cut it in half.

狮 Feng Shi did not hesitate to turn around and ran towards the army.

His legs are like pillars, running like tramples, and the ground is shaking.

Uh ...

Deep inside the army of Oubei-gun.

There are huge marching tents stationed.

The soldiers came galloping into the tent, kneeling on one knee.

"Yi Taishou! Lu Changkong, the host of Beiluo City, personally fought, General Feng was defeated and retreated."

The soldiers loudly reported the battle report ahead.

In the account, on the theme.

A man who is not burly, some elegant men, wearing armor and a red cloak.

He is sitting on the main seat, holding one chin with one hand, and tapping his index finger.

Hearing the soldier's bulletin, not only was there no anxiety between Meiyu, but she showed a touch of joy.

"Lu Changkong really left the city."

In the tent, many soldiers and soldiers also showed strange colors.

"The prince guards things like gods, Beiluo city ... it's like searching for things."

Many officers and gentlemen congratulated the **** Xutai Xuan.

Yantai Xuanruya's face showed a mild smile.

"The old fox, Lu Changkong, is vigilant and will not easily go out of the city, and only Feng Shi's reckless remarks will excite him."

Huantai Xuan stood up, and a bit of sharpness flashed in Ruya's eyes.

"Let all the martial arts masters dispatch. Today, we must make Lu Changkong unable to return to Beiluo City. There is only one opportunity. If Lu Changkong escapes to the city, he will not defend, and for months, I will not be able to attack Beiluo."

"In addition, let the inside of the city take action, and internal and external problems, Beiluo City ... will fall."

Huantai Xuan put on his helmet and waved his hand.

All the generals are holding fists and taking orders.

Uh ...

The horse's hoof blew.

狮 Feng Shi was shocked.

Suddenly.

The Beibei County army camp separated, and several figures came to attack Lu Changkong.

The qi and blood roared, all of which sounded loud.

The carcass explodes, and the fighters are martial arts!

These killed from the camp are actually masters!

Lu Chang's hollow head was slightly frozen, his horse was raised, and his hoof was raised high.

狮 Feng Shi was a loose heart and laughed wildly.

The sound of breaking through the air.

There are four figures killed, holding guns, swords, knives, and dusters!

"Luo Jian faction, black tiger gang, and ... Qingchengguan ?!"

Lu Lu narrowed his eyes. Except for a North County general, the other three were actually martial arts masters!

"Wu Linzhong, called by the National Teacher, should have helped me in the big week, but Ke Er and other rebels and enemies?"

Lu Lu burst into the sky, his temples agitated slightly.

The halberd in his hand lifted up, and Bai Mang appeared, colliding with the sword dust.

With one enemy and three enemies, there was no wind.

In the army of Beibei County, Xuantuan stood on the erected observation platform, and his gaze was also slightly fixed.

"Lu Changkong's strength has broken through again ... Thanks to the help of three martial arts masters, otherwise, it is really difficult to stop him."

Xuantai Xuan was full of emotion.

"It's a pity that Guru is also a human."

far away.

Qi Lu Changkong made a move to retreat the enemy. Without hesitation, Lema turned back and rushed towards the direction of Beiluo.

His strength has recently broken through. I thought everything was under control. As a result, the martial arts master actually turned against the enemy.

Suddenly.

Lu Lu's gaze was surging with blood and anger.

"I dare !!!"

Lu Lu burst into the sky, his voice exploded.

Hagi's originally opened city gate, I don't know when, it closed!

Above the city head of Luobei City, it has become a mess of porridge.

The three great family warriors in a Confucian costume are competing with the soldiers on the city's head.

Lucheng gate was closed, and Lu Changkong was isolated for a moment.

Uh ...

凝 When Ning Zhao pushed Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, under the city wall, the entire city of Beiluo was already in dispute.

Behind the gate of the city, one body after another was stacked, and Lu Changkong's close generals were pierced by a spear through his chest, kneeling on the ground, staring angrily, no more breath.

The air was full of acrid blood.

The Confucian warriors of the three great families cut off the guards of the gates and closed the gates after seizing power.

Lu Lu frowned, his face paled slightly, and he covered his mouth and nose with a thin woolen blanket, which was a bit difficult to adapt to the **** smell.

Xun Ning, Showa and Yiyue were okay. They were martial arts, and it was common to fight and kill.

倪 Even Ni Yu has seen blood.

I was actually Lu Fan. For the first time, I saw this terrible scene in the world.

"My son ..."

Wu Ningzhao glanced at Lu Fan with some concern.

Qi Lufan waved his hand, flashing Ming Wu in his eyes.

This is troubled times ...

The life of a troubled world is like a mustard. Even if he has a system property panel, if he cannot survive, everything is empty talk.

This world, this is the rule of this age.

"I'm fine."

Lu Fanfan said lightly.

只是 "Just don't like the **** smell."

far away.

The three blue shirt Confucian students held **** swords and stopped in front of Lu Fan and others.

"Stop!"

They looked at Lu Fan in a wheelchair with a strange look.

Luo Shaozhu, Luocheng City in the north, everyone in the three families knew it, but the sick Lu Shaozhu actually appeared in front of the tower, but it was a little weird.

Twenty three Confucian warriors took a look at each other, all showing weird smiles.

"Lu Shao, this is not the place for you to chant Willow with your poems. Quickly retreat. People with disabilities, it is not appropriate to come here."

"North Luo City is about to change hands soon, Lu Huizi, let's go back and pack up and run away."

"Escape? This sister-in-law is without his father ... how long can he live? But his niece is good, I can wait for him to smile."

The three Confucian students chuckled, ignoring Lu Fan's face.

In the past, when they saw Lu Fan, they would maintain their elegant attitude, but now, torn their faces, there is nothing to be hypocritical.

组合 A derelict person in a wheelchair, three nieces, this combination ... is really funny.

Of course, these three Confucian warriors were not taken lightly.

Xi Ningzhao could not see his strength because he broke through the guru, was introverted with blood, and wore no weapons.

Instead, they stared at Yiyue vigilantly. Yiyue had a whip around his waist, apparently a warrior.

Also, look at Yi Yue's complexion, blood and blood, temples agitate, I am afraid that the strength is not weak!

As for Ni Yu who supports the umbrella ...

Sell ​​cute things.

You Ningzhao's beautiful face could not see the mood.

Yi Yue has pulled out her long whip and looked coldly.

Ni Yu held the umbrella handle and leaned beside Lu Fan, her petite body trembling.

Lu Lufan was sitting in a wheelchair, his fingers crossed on a thin woolen blanket on his legs, his eyes lifted, and he landed on the chaotic city far away, his brows frowning.

I'm still messed up.

既然 Since the system has released this task, it will not happen unexpectedly.

"Dare to insult your son ... dead!"

Qi Yiyue Humei's face was full of anger.

The crickets whip the ground and emit a firecracker-like explosion.

I can't ...

Xi Ningzhao put Xiu hand on Yiyue's shoulder.

"Satsuki, you guard your son."

Xu Ningzhao said.

Words fall.

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Snoring sound.

There was a flash of cold mang flying out of the air.

A long sword as thin as a cicada is actually contained in this wheelchair.

Long sword started.

Wu Ningzhao's body has been swept out like a breeze, and the body bursts with abnormal sounds.

There are three Confucian scholars in the family.

The next moment, it was creepy.

"Body bursts, Grandmaster Samurai ?!"

"Master is 婢?! How special is it?"

"Damn! Escape!"

Uh ...

The Confucian scholars of the three families never expected that the gentle and beautiful niece who was quiet and virginal was actually a master martial artist.

They were trembling and war-free.

He turned quickly and fled.

However ...

Twenty-three second-class martial arts, in the face of the Grand Master, escaped are all extravagant.

Huh!

Baimang was like a white foal crossing the gap, and wiped the necks of three people instantly.

The blue shirt was stained with blood, and the three soldiers died on the spot.

Howling.

The breeze blows the face without dust.

Xun Ningzhao returned, the slim jade fingers flicked off the blood on the sword as thin as a cicada, the sword returned to the sheath, and returned to the wheelchair back handle.

Sweep Lu Pan's eyebrows and cover her nose and mouth with a thin woolen blanket.

I didn't even look at the three Confucians who were killed.

"Sister Ning, go to the tower."

Qi Lufan covered his nose with one hand and tapped on the blanket with one hand, said.

At first, his voice trembled slightly.

After that ...

He was not surprised.

Xu Ningzhao smiled like a flower, responded softly, pushing her hand in a wheelchair, and stepping over the three corpses with a lotus step, headed straight for the tower.

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