I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Boom!

The three most horrible atmosphere broke out.

That is a terrible breath of the power of returning to the virtual.

Balk, Simpson, Eliza, the three almost simultaneously rushed to Anlin!

Anlina quits, has repaired the complete Dasan, and the enchantress once again.

"Da three, drag me to Balk, the enchantress, give me a hold on Simpson!"

For the power that has hated himself, Anlin no longer pays attention. He turns his eyes to the auction failure and hates Eliza, who is not so high.

Eliza, who is in the middle of the virtual period, is his goal.

Dasan rushed to Balk at a very fast speed.

"Get out!" Balk's eyes flashed through Jinmang, and a golden dragon screamed out.

Three golden fists shrouded in the golden energy, and the same punch fell.

Bang! The golden energy forms an aperture vibration that spreads around.

Da San and Balk were both impacted by energy and retreated by a hundred meters.

The enchantress has been entangled with Simpson at this time.

"Damn, how is this metal scorpion so strong?" Simpson was covered in silver muscles, and with his strongest body that he was proud of, he blocked the enchantress's sword, and was instantly drawn a **** mouth.

At this time, Anlin had already rushed to Eliza with a sword.

The strongmen of the bones and blood sects also moved and rushed toward Anlin, intending to use the technique to contain Anlin and create opportunities for the battle.

A strong man in a **** robe rushed to the place where Anlin fought.

At this moment, suddenly there was a blue thunder and a white flame intertwined, carrying a terrible power from the high platform of the lobby and passing by, the roar of the sound like a real dragon roar!

Any creature that touches this horrible thunder and light flame, whether it is a strong spiritualist or a powerful god, instantly turns into a blackened body.

"Who?!" The **** strong people changed their faces and stopped.

At this time, a dragon-sword with a double-edged sword fell from the sky.

The blade fell into the ground, tearing the ground apart a huge crack, like a scorpio.

The blonde is red, and the woman in the face of noble and holy Qingyi falls down, and the lotus feet step on the hilt.

"Where you cross this line, die!"

Xu Xiaolan’s voice is cold, but powerful.

Although the **** strong people are bloodthirsty people, but at this moment, it is also shocked by that momentum.

"Hey! A monk in the district, dare to be crazy here!" A **** strong man who is also a **** of anger screamed and rushed toward Xu Xiaolan.

"Shadow drug field!"

His surrounding areas are expanding rapidly, and countless poisonous konjac wanders around, opening a bloodthirsty fang.

Hey!

The dragon bird sword starts.

A sharp edge to the ultimate sword mans across the void.

The Holy Fire incinerated the heavens and the earth, and the poisonous konjac touched it.

The white swordsman flashed past.

Subsequently, the shock and fear of the blood **** of the gods has solidified on the face.

He also said in the future and the last sentence, the body has become two halves, and the powerful and vast vitality has been completely cut off.

The powerful Huashen blood family is actually killed by a sword!

A little red fluorescence flew out of the **** strong man and landed in Xu Xiaolan's palm.

Xu Xiaolan absorbed the red fluorescent light, and the pretty face became a little rosy. The power of life further recovered, and the momentum seemed to be stronger.

"Is this the **** killing?" She stood proudly at the forefront of the **** family and said with a smile.

This core practice, which is inherited from the God of War, is still quite easy to use.

All the blood races have been scared by this scene.

But after a while, there are still many crazy blood families who choose to rush to Xu Xiaolan.

A person can't beat, a group of people together can always take advantage of it!

The woman in front of me is only a particularly powerful **** of the gods, and it is not a returning power. How can a large group of **** strong people be suppressed by her alone?

Even if it is a war of attrition, it can kill her by life!

At that time, the blood of the blood family came to the sea.

Xu Xiaolan holds the dragon's sword and turns the square into a holy fire.

If the sword is like a dragon, the white screams and sweeps, and the life of the blood is kept, and almost no one is her enemy!

"Hold her! After a long time, she will not be able to hold it!" The **** strong shouted.

The battle was very fierce. One of the **** strong people screamed and fell, becoming the soul of the Qingyi woman.

One red light spot jumped out of the dead body of the blood family and landed on Xu Xiaolan's body. This allowed Xu Xiaolan not only to be exhausted in the ongoing battle, but to fight more and more bravely, and the momentum became more and more horrible...

The **** people are more and more shocked. The **** strongmen who died in the hands of the women in Tsing Yi have more than two hundred, but the woman’s breath is not a trace of wilting.

She is like a never-ending killing god. Any **** strongman who has crossed the crack in the ground is directly killed by her dragon-sword sword.

This is the real one, and Wanfu is open!

Many blood families do not dare to cross the crack.

They are smartly standing in the distance and playing with remote techniques!

Booming...

Numerous powerful techniques collided with the impact and destroyed the lobby beyond recognition.

Xu Xiaolan stepped forward, and the waist and limbs were twisted. The swordsman, which contained the power of the strong sacred fire, condensed into a curved arc, and enveloped all the **** creatures.

Holy inflammation, bird Xiang!

It seems that Suzaku came to the world and glided from the sky. Everything on the ground was swallowed up by the swordsman who burned the sky, and countless blood races screamed miserably.

"We obviously have no cross-line, why should we kill us?!" Some of the other **** strongmen who ate melons in the distance were also screamed by the technique.

Xu Xiaolan smiled shallowly. She did this before, just to disperse the firepower of the **** strong, and did not say that it would not kill if it was not crossed.

Now, the battle didn't take long, and the **** strong had more than half of the death and injury, and she had no worries.

Just then, a dangerous feeling suddenly came to my heart.

A blood-red swordman suddenly punctures from a certain angle, and the powerful edge breaks through her holy wall and stabs her chest!

The lord of the bone demon blood sect, Starbucks, finally shot!

There was redness and swelling on his face, which was punched by An Linshan, but the momentum was not weak.

Starbucks chose to wait and see at the beginning, and finally confirmed that this woman is a man of the man, then he will weaken his hand, hold or kill the woman, shocking each other!

Starbucks is very confident about this. He is a newcomer to the virtual world. Can he still not deal with a powerful monk?

Jianmang has stabbed it~www.readwn.com~ The woman did not hide.

"Looking for death?!" Starbucks sneered.

The red-colored swordsman pulls out a hegemonic trajectory, and the speed is fast.

boom!

A loud explosion.

Unstoppable swordsman, hung in front of Xu Xiaolan.

The cyan-colored dragon body hovered around the woman's body, blocking the fencing thorn!

"What..." Starbucks widened his eyes, and some were difficult to accept.

Xu Xiaolan fell a sword, the speed is faster, Starbucks is inevitable!

Hey! Blood flowers splash at this moment.

"I said that, beyond this line, die!"