Mystery Descends: My Exchanges Are Not Equal

Brother Yeluxiu coughed out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes were black.

On the other side, Wang Teng just wanted to rush forward, but the elite Liao soldiers rushed out from the crowd, and at least five spears stabbed at Wang Teng!

"Bang~!" "Bang~!" "Bang~!"

The sound of smashing the ground sounded one after another, and under the blood and mud, the spears brushed Wang Teng's wooden armor.

Without waiting for Wang Teng's reaction, these spears swung upwards, trying to lift Wang Teng's body into the air.

Wang Teng poked his toes and picked Brother Yeluxiu's long sword into his hand.

With a wave of the right arm, the long sword danced around in a clear whistle, and several long spears were broken, and the spear heads flew horizontally.

An elite Liao soldier was suddenly slashed, and he used too much force. His center of gravity was unstable and he leaned forward. His entire body was cut off by Wang Teng in the middle of the way.

Wang Teng stepped on the head of the half corpse with one foot and looked up.

Brother Yeluxiu, a thick green energy enveloped him fiercely, and from time to time a gray-black aura emerged.

Suddenly, Brother Yeluxiu rolled out in the green energy, his face was covered in blood, and the Hongying helmet didn't know where it went.

But he wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth and turned back from the gate of hell.

Withered trees come in spring!

At this moment, Wang Teng's murderous aura was getting stronger.

It's spring? Just kill again!

Even though he was in a state of embarrassment, Brother Yeluxiu didn't panic too much. He wiped the dirt on his face and smiled coldly at Wang Teng.

The next moment, behind him, a giant more than two meters tall slowly stood up.

I saw that this man was wrapped in bronze armor with black and white talisman paper on it, and even his face was covered firmly.

At the position of his eyes, two columns of copper coins fell.

He was holding a black halberd to the left and right, and a corpse stench emanated from the armor on his body.

Even the elites of the Liao army were terrified when they saw this person.

To them, this guy is the most terrifying monster, or...

spirits!

The power of ghosts!

It's that black-robed Taoist priest again!

Wang Teng stared with his eyes, the comprehensive combat power was 2022 points!

The ghosts and gods are about to charge, and their eyes are extremely numb.

"I finally woke up, I can't remember how many years, I can breathe such fresh air!"

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The wine jar in Wang Teng's hand was raised, and on the wooden armor, the flames were transpiring and blown by the salty breeze.

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"Over the years, I have crushed countless heads. They seem to be ordinary mortals, alas~! They are really cowardly generals and emperors."

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Wang Teng's eyes are indifferent, his muscles and bones are screaming, his strength, physique, agility, and spirit are mad!

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"I can't remember the names of those people, but they all call me... the grandson of Ying Gou!"

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Wang Teng looked at the giant corpse in front of him with disgust, held up a sword flower with his weapon in his hand, and then tried to jump high, as if he was adapting to something.

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"I really don't want to kill people, it doesn't make any sense, but how can they understand a defeat..."

"Pfft~!"

Above the bronze armor, a sharp blade was inserted.

"Pfft~!" "Pfft~!"

...

A black withered arm flew upside down in the air, not even a drop of blood.

The black halberd swirled in the air and slammed into the soil with a puff.

The body of the ghost was slashed by a sword, and the withered body was wrapped in heavy bronze armor, and he leaned back. After hitting many elite Liao soldiers, they broke their tendons and fractured, and finally stopped in front of a tent.

It was so furious that this human dared to attack him!

But the next moment, the ghosts and gods trembled.

What caught his eyes was a blue-red figure and a bright long sword.

"Is it fun to talk a lot?"

"Grandson of Ying Hook?"

"Begging for defeat?"

"Would you like to improvise and recite a poem?"

As Wang Teng spoke, the long sword in his palm pointed directly at the ghosts and gods.

"Don't read? Then go to sleep!"

The long sword slipped, and this zombie with 2022 combat power was cut into pieces like a piece of tofu.

In the eyes of ghosts and gods, the last trace of fear flashed, and they closed their eyes forever!

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Fuck it~!

Great master!

Get 1800 experience points directly!

Everyone was shocked on the spot, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"kill him!"

Even the Liao King Yelu Hongji changed his face wildly and issued the final military order.

All kinds of elite Liao soldiers shouted, waving their soldiers and killing Wang Teng.

The heavy human flesh fence blocked Wang Teng.

But under the brilliance of the long sword, people and armor were shattered one after another, their muscles and bones were broken, and they screamed again and again.

For a time, the blockers are all dead!

The long sword stabbed fiercely in the body of the last Liao soldier.

But the red light flickered, this Liao soldier, who was in pain, was not afraid of death, and firmly grasped the long sword!

Another black robe Taoist priest!

Wang Teng glared at him.

Abandoning the long sword, Wang Teng strode away, and no one could stop him. At this moment, the fist was shining brightly, like a day of panic.

"Ha~! A mere Han Chinese warrior, even if he is brave, I can hold it back. As long as King Yelu fully unleashes the power of the Azure Dragon, you will not be able to escape even if you have the ability to reach the sky!"

The black-robed Taoist priest pulled out a long sword from the front, with a grim smile on his face: "I am the national teacher of the Liao Kingdom, a half-step master, a land fairy with the power of ghosts and gods! Not to mention..."

He roared, black and red air wafted out of his nose and mouth, and the divine lines on his back wriggled, turning into a huge python!

"The emperors of the Song Dynasty have retreated, and they want you to die!"

"Under the general trend, can you stand alone?!"

Wang Teng looked at the divine rune behind the black-robed Taoist priest, and after hearing his words, his eyes were stunned, followed by the killing intent of the mountains and tsunamis.

He charged forward, and the bandages wrapped around his fists were bright red.

A blood-colored silk whistled in the wind.

Next, there are Six Paths!

Divine Rune, Nezha with six arms!

I can pick all the dragon tendons, and the little boa constrictor dares to go wild!

The fist smashed through the giant python, smashed the long knife, and smashed through the chest of the black-robed Taoist priest!

The rushing blood-colored silk falls...

Pieces of shattered shards of long knives, scraped through the wooden armor, and blood droplets appeared.

The fist pierced directly into the black robe, and a large amount of blood rained down.

The black-robed Taoist priest's round eyes turned from time to time, his hands slapped Wang Teng weakly, and his throat made a gurgling sound.

"Ah~! Aw~!"

Suddenly, the black-robed Taoist priest bit Wang Teng's neck, his black and yellow teeth chewing flesh and blood.

"Tear~!"

Wang Teng pulled hard, and the opponent's entire spine was pulled out instantly!

For a moment, the black-robed Taoist priest rolled his eyes with a grim expression.

His body quickly dried up and dried up~www.readwn.com~ The wind was blowing everywhere, turning into black ashes all over the sky, and only the blood-stained robe was unable to fall.

Wang Teng touched the **** neck, leaving a few clear holes...

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At the same time, Yelu Hongji was condescending, his eyes full of hatred and anger.

The power of Qinglong exploded completely.

Yelu Hongji came on a flying horse, and the spear with the dragon head in his hand suddenly stabbed at Wang Teng.

"Clang~!" "Clang~!" "Clang~!" "Clang~!" "Clang~!" "Clang~!"

Six flying swords came one after another.

The faucet spear roared, the direction was slightly deviated, and it slid dangerously and dangerously across Wang Teng's left shoulder, bringing up a blood line.

Yelu Hongji raised his head, the blue slender jeans in the distance were so dazzling.

Liu Erlong twisted his white fingers slightly, nodded slightly, and looked at the man beside the mountain of corpses...