The white shark's phantom shape flies and dances, which is several times more flexible than the real shark. After hitting it, the black light on the surface of the bone cone is flashing.

Feng Long suddenly, madly motivated the body of mana, ten fingers rushed into the void, so that the three-handed bone cone rose several times, only to block the attack of the white giant shark.

Faced with the following four groups of battles, no matter whether Ye Tianmei or Hongsan did not take a look, but looked at the heroic woman who was heading towards the **** figure.

Ye Tianmei does not say that he naturally knows the potential of his late Zongmen show and is extremely confident in his strength.

Although the skinny man saw Zhang Xiongniang for the first time, but with the horror of his crystallizing period, naturally he could feel a sense of swordsmanship from this woman. After he was shocked, he naturally couldn’t care about other people. It is.

Both of them are very clear that the key to winning and losing is mostly on this woman.

At this time, Zhang Xiong Niang, a single hand-held sword went to the shadow of the blood, but the distance was seven or eight feet. Only when the footsteps stopped, the snowy white sword in the hand slammed into the moment, and an amazing coldness spread from the sword. ,

Near the bluestone ground, a layer of crystal frost began to condense in silence.

Red three saw it here, and his face was a bit ugly. Suddenly, Ye Tianmei, who was heading for the distance, said coldly:

"It turned out to be the ice attribute, which is specially designed to restrain the spirit of our sea gods. Seeing the prosperity of the sword in this skull is definitely the core disciple of the key cultivation of your ancestors. It seems that Ye Daoyou is also planning for this battle early. Otherwise, these disciples will no longer practice in secret secrets, how can they appear here for no reason."

"I can't talk about it! I took this younger generation out, just wanted to let him practice one or two around, but I didn't expect to meet Daoyou and others. But when did the nobles begin to practice the magical Taoism, so heavy devil Breath, but I don't know what kind of magic work?" Ye Tianmei looked at the person in the **** light, and the same thoughts flashed in the eyes.

"What is the practice, why do you use the old man to say more? The Taoist friends will know it for a while." Red three eyes flashed slightly.

Ye Tianmei saw this situation and looked at each other and immediately stopped talking to the other party.

At this time, Zhang Xiongniang has already shaken her wrists and broke the sound of the air. More than a dozen of Senran Jianguang’s slight signs did not emerge, and they went straight to the blood.

In the blood, the people face these sharp attacks, do not hide or not, but suddenly a strange whistling in the mouth, actually rushed over to these Jianguang.

Its action is fast, almost a flashing, it is closer to the distance between the woman and the woman.

Even if the other party is so weird, even Zhang Jinniang’s genius disciple who is wearing a psychic sword body can’t help but look at it. But it’s not a normal person. Immediately, he’s stepping back and silently sliding back a few steps. At the same time, the long sword in his hand suddenly went to the front of the void.

Immediately after a dozen or so swords were pulled by the snow-white long sword, the unkindness suddenly shrank, turning into a sword net, and it was just the shadow of the rushing blood.

When the cold light flashes, the sword net will turn the blood shadow into more than a dozen pieces, and now reveals the original face. It is a seemingly ordinary 20-year-old man. Although the lower body has not turned into a fishtail, the upper body has already The green scales appear on the whole body. The eyes become red and bloody.

So easily killed the seemingly intractable enemy, Zhang Xiong Niang could not help but stay.

But at this moment, the sound of a slap in the corpse, a group of blood, bouncing out from the slightest sign, and after a blur, turned into a **** rush of British women.

Zhang Xiong Niang was shocked, but with a wrist movement, the snow-white long sword slid in front of her body and turned into a crystal sword, which was to open the blood.

But at this moment, the spurt of the bloodshot suddenly trembled, and it was broken by the inch of the inch, and turned into a crazy dance of countless blood runes.

When Zhang Xingniang understood what was going on, a number of **** characters had been quietly formed around them, trapping them in the center.

When the woman stunned and shook her sword in her hand, she would have to rush out of the body.

But it is already late.

At the moment of the formation of the **** runes, a layer of blood-colored light curtains screamed and screamed, and the woman was trapped in it.

At the same time, Zhang Xiongniang only felt that the body was sinking, and the force of an invisible ban on the bone immediately applied to his body, so that his movements were suddenly more than ten times slower than before, and the fingers under the movement seemed to be very difficult.

The natural face of the British woman changed greatly, but immediately the mana in the body reminded me that the sword in his hand was turned into a huge one, and he went without hesitation on the blood-colored light curtain.

"Boom".

After the blood-colored light curtain swayed a few times, it was unexpectedly under the attack.

"This is a blood pattern! Just a zombie, it is not a normal sea people. Red Daoyou, should you give me a statement?" Ye Tianmei saw this scene, the pupil slightly shrank, suddenly sound I asked coldly to the red three.

"The sacred niece had asked five friends to go to the Taoist friends, but I didn't say that this battle must have really moved five people. In this battle, we only dispatched four people. This is only one of the spiritual pets manipulated by one of them. Doing this, I don't know where it is, in violation of the previous agreement?" Red Sanyi saw Zhang Xiu Niang trapped by the **** character array, and the heart was naturally happy, but the face was unremarkable.

Ye Tianmei heard these answers, and his eyebrows stood upside down, but after seeing the figure in the **** character array below, I didn’t know what to think, but it instantly returned to calm:

"I didn't read it wrong. This corpse should not be completely sacred. Otherwise, the bloodline will not be able to escape even if the general sorcerer is trapped. Now, this semi-finished product may not even have the true power of three points. One of them can't be played out. Do you think that the power of this level of law can trap my younger generation?"

"Yes, the old man feels that even this level of blood, it is more than enough to trap the disciple of Guizong, unless she can be built into the magical power of the sword, otherwise..." The skinny man did not believe it at all. Looks like, but the mouth of the mouth speaks half, and suddenly there is a loud noise in the bloodline below.

Zhang Xiongniang actually recited the words in her mouth, and suddenly she stood up and turned into a snow-white stunned rainbow on the blood-colored light curtain, letting a shallow crack appeared on the surface.

"Yu Jianshu!" The skinny man saw this scene, and his face suddenly became cloudy and uncertain.

However, when he saw it again, Xue Bai was shocked by a hovering, and Zhang Xianniang, who had re-appeared, did not immediately continue to attack. Instead, she sat down on the spot and adjusted her interest, and said with a smile:

"This disciple of Guizong was actually trained as a sword in the spiritual period, and he was very talented and admired. But with her current mana wanting to break through, it is not something that can be done in a moment." If there is such a long time, I am afraid that there will be results in other places."

The skinny man said this, and his eyes swept away to other battle groups.

Ye Tianmei didn't have any interface, and the same eyes looked at several other people.

I saw this moment, and several other battle groups have clearly separated.

Regardless of Hu Chunniang or Feng Long, in the face of the attack of the Queen Mother and the middle-aged servant, this moment has already been a big disadvantage.

The yellow shield in the hands of Dong Tai’s hand, I don’t know when it was collected, but the two hands shook hands and the jade was waving. The white light that had surged out of it had been turned into a bowl size, and the defense from the beginning. In order to attack the weapon, the materialization turned to Hu Chunniang up and down.

Although Hu Chunniang was sweating, she danced two short swords in her hand into two stunned cold lights, and laid a layer of swords in the vicinity, but under the impact of those white flowers, the body could not help but shake again and again, as if each The white flowers are so weird that they can only support them.

At this moment, Feng Long is not a white shark shadow, but an extra-large blue giant shrimp.

Under the illusion of this blue and white beast, he can only be self-protected.

As for Du Hai's two-handed knives, a knife and a lightning bolt rushed to the blue light curtain in front of him, seemingly prevailing, but his face was extremely ugly.

Because as a middle-aged servant of his opponent, he only raised the tortoise shell with one hand in the light curtain, while he was silently obsessed with a lawful decision, and there was no counterattack from beginning to end.

If you have a careful observation, you can see that with the meditation of the middle-aged servant's mouth, the other side is trapped in the crack on the blood-colored light curtain of Zhang Xiu Niang, and it is slowly calming down.

It turned out that the so-called "corpse corpse" was actually manipulated by the middle-aged servant.

It is no wonder that she faced Du Hai's attack. In addition to using a hand-in-the-middle weapon to release a defensive light curtain, there was no action on the surface.

As for the last battle group, it is particularly strange.

The giant Han who took the **** dan, the repair has almost surpassed nearly half, and the seemingly heavy weapon is in his hand, as if the toothpick is generally light, and the place where the giant stick passes, almost immediately set off a white hurricane.

But Liu Ming is only holding a cyan short sword in one hand, and a yellow light shield on the arm. The light figure is like a piece of weight. It is actually moving in the wind in the hurricane, and it seems impossible to escape. The heavy stick shadow, the twist of the dead waist, is like a feather flashing past.

In a short period of time, the giant Han was depressed and almost vomited in the heart, and the giant stick danced fiercely in the hands. I wished that Liu Ming would be a master with a stick, so that it would become a bologna.

Red Three and Ye Tianmei saw other situations below, but they looked different.

The skinny man saw the other battle groups first, but his eyes fell on the side of Liu Ming, but his face sank.

After Ye Tianmei saw Liu Ming’s performance, he blinked slightly and slammed.