Yang God

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boom!

A stick of Shen Tiezhu slammed down, the air whistling, and when it was not under the squat, the room immediately blew a madness, and the paper on the window had been shocked and stunned. The power was amazing and timid.

Look at this power, let alone the human head, that is, the stone lion can beat it.

Originally, in a small room, the long weapon was not easy to spread out, but the tower-like strong man was wide open, dancing long iron bars, and there was no such thing as a beam.

This kind of martial arts is obviously a familiarity with the sticks, and the space is mastered at a very subtle level.

The iron pipe of Shen Tianyang's old man is also unambiguous, and it is silent and silent, showing the hot and strange of the old rivers and lakes.

The father and the son joined forces, a small punching point, a just fierce hoe, with just the right fit, showing a wealth of practical combat.

At this moment, Hong Yi was sitting straight on the sword, and the spirit was shocked. He was descending on the reincarnation of the Rakshasa King.

Just when he was slapping the table, he was so angry that he thought of the spirit of the Rakshasa attacking Zhao Han, but he did not expect that the other side’s kung fu was surprisingly abnormal, full of blood and blood, masculine masculinity, hard The persecution of life is so powerful that the devil of the Rakshasa can not be close.

Since the horror of the day, Lei Yin was scattered by the thunder. After the restoration was completed, the cultivation of the soul was refined. Although it still did not reach the level of the relic, it was stronger and more flexible, and it was able to make the Rakshasa attack.

Although she did not hurt the soul of Zhao Han, she managed to hold back the other side.

Hung Yimo kept Vipassana, and at the time of breathing, he suppressed the Rakshasa King who was rebelling, and his mind was sober.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster!

Hong Yi read the history of the classics and deeply knows this truth. The ancient emperors killed the traitors and gave them to the death ministers. They were all resolute and vigorous, and they were able to respond to the opponents with lightning speed. However, they had already taken the kill and took the lead. .

This Zhao Hanshen is unpredictable, and it is the person of Mrs. Zhao. The longer she stays with her, the more dangerous she is. There will be people behind him, if he has time to become a network to control himself, then he Life and death are left to master!

And today, I don’t take it off, Zhao Han is alert, and with his brilliant skill, I am afraid I can’t take it.

"I hope to succeed in one fell swoop!" After Hong Yizhen settled down, his mind also collapsed quite nervously.

"You are looking for death!"

At this moment, Zhao Han broke out with a cold laughter, and his body twisted. He even escaped the iron bar and slammed his head. At the same time, he swung a palm and photographed the smoke rod of Shen Tianyang’s old man, suddenly becoming a claw. Hard to pinch, take life and take it.

Shen Tianyang’s face changed, and he violently pulled back. He kicked out the “Lion Rolling Ball” below.

Collapse!

Under the legs of Zhao Han, it seems that his eyes are long, and he is very accurate. He intercepts Shen Tianyang’s legs and sneers. His arm is forced. The pure iron smoker is actually folded into two pieces!

This lightning-like abolished Shen Tianyang's weapon, Zhao Han's body flickering, suddenly close to each other, the claws are out, and the breath has repeatedly attacked more than ten hands, and Shen Tianyang forced to dodge again and again.

Instantly took advantage of the wind, Zhao Han returned to the air, fierce eyes to Hong Yi, mad laugh: "Little hybrid!"

Between talking, his body was like the wind, and he immediately grabbed Hong Yi! Grab a hand toward Hong Yi's neck!

Hong Yi only felt that the other side was caught, the nails were cold and flickering, and the wind was blowing, and even the dodge could not be avoided. The sword sharks held in the hand did not have time to pull out!

Fortunately! at this time! Shen Tiezhu screamed, the big iron bar on his hand hit, and the thick cup of the tea cup slammed into the back of Zhao Han's head.

Zhao Han couldn't push in, suddenly turned back, and grabbed it! I even grabbed the stick of the iron rod with my hand! Hard to resist Shen Tiezhu to take the attack.

"Sow it!"

After a grasp, Zhao Han violently shook, Shen Tiezhu suddenly trembled, screaming, holding the iron stick with his hands, the tiger's mouth a stream of blood flowed out.

"Well?" Zhao Han did not think that between his own shaking, the other party could still hold the iron bar, his eyes were cold, and his fist was attacked silently. It was Shen Tianyang who forced him in. .

The slight miscalculation of this round made Zhao Han’s footsteps seem chaotic.

Just then, Hong Yi aimed at the opportunity, hehe! The scorpion shark is out of the sheath, and there is no pattern, and it is impossible to directly hit the back of Zhao Han.

The scorpion shark swords and swords weapon, the squirting and killing sharp, the master feels it, Zhao Han is in this, the back seems to have long eyes, violently twisted, like a snake, and evaded the Hong Yi sword.

"Lord, sword to me!"

Xiao Mu suddenly shot and took Hong Yi’s hand.

"Good!" Hung Yi's handle was loose, and the shark's sword fell into the hands of Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu took the sword in his hand, and the whole person seemed to change his appearance. Hong Yi felt that all the delicate spirits of this little girl seemed to be on the sword. The natural cold light flashed on the hand and brushed! The three swords, such as the streamer, generally flashed past, accuracy, and techniques, which are several times higher than Hong Yi.

"Butterfly swordsmanship? Xuantian Pavilion?" At this time, Zhao Han has just disappeared, catching Shen Tianyang, Shen Tiezhu and his son and son's attack, is about to counterattack, behind the sword wind again, quickly flashed, eyes saw Xiao Mu's sword The momentum, screaming, looked around, as if afraid of any ambush, and at the same time the body violently stunned, even to go out.

"Rocha King!"

Where is Hong Yi going to let Zhao Han go out, his eyes move, and the illusion of the Rakshasa demon is attacked~www.readwn.com~ In the fierce battle, Zhao Han’s mind is somewhat consumed, and he just saw Xiao Mu’s sword. The mind was a little shocked, but it was a bad one, and the blood was scattered, so that the Rakshasa demons were close to the body.

This is lost, leading to his last chance to lose.

brush!

Xiaomu crossed the sword and sank, picking up his hamstrings.

At the same time, Shen Tianyang also seized the opportunity, grabbed both hands, and twisted Zhao Han's hands. When he saw Zhao Han's fierce struggle, Shen Tiezhu slammed down and hit him on his shoulder. Hey, the internal bones were shattered.

Under this, Zhao Han was finally Shen Tianyang, and Shen Tiezhu died on the ground.

Xiao Mu seems to brush two swords and break his ribs. This is the unfathomable master of Zhao Han, and finally has no struggling power.

Seeing that Zhao Han was pressed to the ground, Hong Yi closed his eyes and once again lowered the Rakshasa King. He took a long breath and sat in a chair, and his body seemed to be collapsed.

The four men were besieged and the weapons were out. Hong Yi also displayed the illusion of the Raksha demon, and successfully managed to contain Zhao Han. If there was a slight difference, the consequences would be disastrous.

Hong Yi’s martial arts against Zhao Han also produced deep jealousy.

"Lord, your sword!" Xiaomu came over and handed the sword.

Hong Yi put the "shark" into the sheath, held the hilt, and evenly breathed. He was sitting in danger, watching Zhao Han, who was held down in the ground, feeling that he had some pleasure in mastering power.

"What strength is he? Tian Yang, can you see it." Hong Yi asked the first sentence according to the sword.