Thunder Martial

"I said why you didn't kill your fucking, how did Ling Wuzong show up your garbage?"

Dahan disdainfully glanced at a few people and turned to Xuanwuzong to scream at the side. "Xuanwuzong's disciple, our brothers are fighting, are we also like Lingwuzong's grandsons, talking about their own behind the scenes?" Brother, still looking forward to your brother to die?"

"No!"

When the voice of Dahan fell, there were several disciples who spoke loudly. They obviously had the meaning of hands-on, and hesitated, and a leader appeared. At this moment, the big man opened his mouth and their hearts rose.

"Well, since it is not the garbage of Lingwuzong, I will kill it and kill a **** road." Dahan once again shouted.

But at this time, someone pulled him. "What do you do, do you want to be a bird, you don't want to die, and the people who fight Wuzong consume a lot and go out."

The big man turned his head and pointed at the other's nose and screamed. "Let your mother's fart. Before Laozi will take a shot to deal with Xu Yan, it is your gang of dogs that stopped me. Now I say cool words, return to the sect, I must Obey the elders, regardless of the life and death of the brothers and sisters, let the killing of this kind of bitch.

"Brothers, not afraid of death, not a bitch, they will kill me, help the brothers, kill the sinister guys of the war Wuzong."

Dahan pulled out his own weapon and rushed out of the crowd and rushed to the battle outside the valley.

"Kill, I am not a bitch."

There is a second person who has the first person, and a disciple of Xuanwuzong rushed.

"Chong! The younger brothers, don't give us Xuanwuzong shame." The third disciple also flew out.

"In the early morning, regardless of our life and death, we must rush to kill, war Wuzong disciples, and kill me with me." The disciples who survived the battle of Wu Zong, also rushed out.

kill! kill! kill!

As soon as the sound of shouting sounded, more and more people rushed toward the battlefield. At this moment, their blood is finally stimulated.

"My sister, I am coming."

Finally, the disciples of Lingwuzong also rushed out, but relatively speaking, the number is small, only a few, but all are **** people. At this moment, it represents the choice to follow the purple, and embarked on The opposite of Chen Feng.

The bloodliness of the disciples were motivated, and they screamed and joined the battle.

The blood swayed, the broken arm flew, and the monk fell.

There is no suspense in this battle. The defense line formed by the war Wuzong was finally shredded and there was a big gap.

"Sui Zi brother, let's go."

"Mr. Mu Yi, we hurry to go out."

The line of defense broke open and some disciples shouted.

"No, you go, I want to destroy this gang of people, one does not stay." Zi Yan said coldly.

"Let's go." Mu Yi and Lu Peng also said.

"The brothers don't go, we don't go." Once the blood is stimulated, naturally it is impossible to retreat quickly, so everyone chooses to fight side by side.

"Idiot, don't you wait for it at this time?"

"It’s really a bunch of fools, the line of defense has been torn open, we are leaving quickly, away from here."

"Rush, kill it."

"Crush a **** road, brethren rush!"

The line of defense was torn open, and the disciples who watched the change finally grasped the opportunity. They were high-spirited, snarling, with a rising spirit, and a strong atmosphere, rushing toward the torn line of defense.

"It's shameless!"

"The garbage, the lines of defense that we have worked hard to tear, they have to rush out."

All the disciples are very wrong, but they are helpless, and they don't leave. At this time, all the grievances are turned into combat power. One war Wuzong disciple fell to the eyes of everyone.

The disciples headed by Ling Wuzong, at this moment, the warfare rose and rushed out of the line of defense, but in an instant, they met the powerful impact of the war Wuzong disciples headed by the early morning and Xie Qiu, supplemented by the sword and the shadow of the sword. The gap was blocked at once.

The former disciples have retired and rushed out dozens of people. At this time, half of them have been lost, and only half of them have returned.

"Damn, this early morning is so despicable, it has long been against this."

"Purple is not a good thing. If you don't rush out, you should have expected this."

"It’s mean, this is a blatant victim, and my mind is really vicious."

"Purple, I remember this account, you wait."

The people returned and returned, with anger in their hearts, all of them whispering and returning to the valley again.

"kill!"

The addition of the early morning, although the battle has changed, but the general direction has not changed, Zi Yan raised the butcher knife, killing the crowd, with Su Mengyao and Lin Xue, killing and killing.

"Purple, dead." Xie Qiu suddenly violently, the energy of the rushing, hit a violent blow.

The purple enamel body is silvery, the road is surrounded by electric light, the foot is wrong, the floating step appears, and the black sword in the hand has crossed a silver light, which has already been rushed.

In this boundless killing, the purple scorpion is a perfect blend of the ethereal step and the streamer sword, which has become a fusion of combat techniques.

This blow is like lightning, silver, like streamer, and electric light, blink of an eye.

"puff!"

The long sword crossed the silver light, and the purple enamel appeared in the back of Xie Qiu. The latter's pupils were enlarged, and a scar appeared on the neck. The energy of the scorpion was silent and dissipated.

Bone!

Xie Qiu’s head rolled down, blood was mad, and the second person in the war Wuzong’s inner door was already dead.

If many disciples die, the people of the war Wuzong can be indifferent, then the death of the second person of Xie Qiu will bring too much shock, and it will be a blow, and at this moment, with the decisive war Wu Zong Disciple, there has been a wave in my heart.

"kill!"

At the same time, Zhang Haotian and others also killed a few extremely weighty existences, screaming screams, and the people who heard it were creepy.

"Kill, kill everyone, don't go back!" In the early morning, their main bones still exist.

"Early morning!"

The purple scorpion burst into the air, rushing to the early morning, killing a disciple along the way, the two fighting together, the energy of the cockroach is rolling, the explosion of the bombing continues to spread, forming an energy storm around the two. No more monks dare to move forward.

Thunder means!

A thunder suddenly appeared, like a thunderbolt, with the horror of terror.

Ba Tianquan!

In the early hours of the morning, this is a strong move, and the boxing style is fierce.

"boom!"

The sound of the sound blasted out, the infinite energy surged, and the energy of the two people was weakened after the violent violent temper. Everyone saw a silvery light, rushing to the early morning with the speed of the streamer and the sharp sword.

The sword is united and the sword is integrated.

The silver light flashed away and everything ended.

The boundless energy dissipated, the smoke fell, and the purple scorpion came behind the morning, the latter did not move, the eyes were stunned, and the neck had an obvious red mark.

The battle stopped, and everyone looked at the purple and the early morning, watching the two people's every move.

"Peng!" In the early morning, his eyes turned pale and his body fell backwards. He finally did not block the strong blow of the purple.

"Might brother!"

"How is it possible, early morning brother."

The early morning is dead, the general trend has gone, and the next step is when the dog is beaten.

"Ling Fei, his calculations and me, today is your death." Ling Fei's legs have not healed for a long time, he was interrupted again by Zhang Haotian.

"Hey, hey!"

The skeletal cracking sound continued to sound, and Zhang Haotian was venting his dissatisfaction in the heart, and finally solved the other party under the constant pleading of Ling Fei.

After that, Chen Qi, Tai Kai and others did not escape, and they all died in the hands of Zhang Haotian.

When the war Wuzong was defeated, the disciples fled, and everyone chased after them. In addition to their deserved sins, more of them were the burdens behind them.

Before the many beasts arrived in the valley, the spirits they guarded were taken away by the warriors who had been prepared, and all the harvest was in their baggage.

Zi Yan took away the baggage of the early morning and Xie Qiu. The inside is the big head. Although there is no millennium elixir, the elixir for more than 500 years is very much.

The three disciples died a lot, and everyone gained a lot. Among them, Zixiao’s contribution points have already exceeded three figures.

With a thousand points of contribution, you can redeem more than 500 true gas dan, which is a very scary number.

The harvest of others is also very rich.

In the midst of panic, other disciples of Lingwuzong also ran away. They were not idiots, they all knew each other. Purple smashed the early morning, and the strength was strong. It is very likely that they would kill them. After all, they were speechless and most important. Or they are all people of Chen Feng.

The spiritual medicine garden was opened, and many of the disciples of Lingwuzong did not come. This has a great relationship with Chen Feng.

He sent eleven innocent disciples ~www.ltnovel.com~ meant to get rid of the purple scorpion, but never imagined that these people were all killed by the sable.

At this time, although the purple enamel is the strength of the nine-layered infuriating, its own combat power is enough to obtain the title of the first person under congenital.

Time passes by, and the time to close the Lingyuan Park is not far away.

The purple scorpion harvest is very large, and it is swallowing a strain of elixir, which makes its fighting power better than one floor. After seeing the fighting power of Xu Yan, Zixiao knows that there is a big gap between him and Chen Feng, so he only has to work hard to cultivate.

A strain of elixir disappeared in front of Zi Yan, refining him, and solidifying his own realm.

At the same time, after reaching the nine floors of the real gas, Zi Yan discovered that his body seems to be a vast ocean. If he wants to break through again, he must fill the whole sea. The energy needed is almost indescribable and very large.

The century-old elixir has no effect, and the elixir for more than five hundred years has only played a role, and the cultivation speed of purpura has become very slow.

Another morning, when it was scheduled for half a year, the Lingyuan Garden suddenly burst into a rumble, and the earthquake trembled like a landslide. It was dark and cracked and appeared in the Lingyuan Garden.

"This is an exit."

"The Lingyuan Garden is going to be closed, and we are going out quickly."

The Lingyuan Garden is about to close, the crack exit is now, and everyone has come out.

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