Chapter 550: Support for Yokosoko!

The people in Xihe City did not expect that at this time, the celestial celestial and the Tibetan-Tibetan gates would fall into the rocks.
In the original field, there was already a gap of two or three hundred thousand between the two sides. At this time, there were more than two hundred thousand. The number of people in Xihe City was four hundred and fifty thousand compared with the other.
Forty-five thousand, for Xihe City, that is half the strength.
The venue outside Xihe City was so big that the soul-stricken men who couldn’t get up had flew up and attacked the people of Xihe City from the sky.
"This war will be lost." All the people in Xihe City showed pessimistic emotions. The movements in their hands were slower than before. Just a negligence, thousands of people died in the hands of the other side.
"Don't give up, Lingxiao will definitely come back in time." Under the attack of Huanren, Nangong Yuzhuo himself was in danger, and he had already hanged several injuries, but he still did not give up his morale.
The sound of Nangong Yuzhuo was extremely loud. He could hear him all the hard work around the battlefield. The chain soul teachers of Xihe City heard the name of Ling Xiao, and the emotions were slightly mentioned.
This man who created a miracle, they just because he stood here to fight, as long as Ling Xiao did not die, they will have hope, this is beyond doubt.
"Well, there is Ling Xiao, you will not lose." A bold voice came from the back of the Dizang Gate and the Tianzong, the sound of the sigh of relief is like the thunder of the sunny day, and the sound of Nangong Yuzhuo complement each other. , mutual reflection.
Wang Wenzhao of the Dizang Gate and Ouyang Yi of the Mingtianzong follow the sounds. The comers turned out to be the merchants of Haotianzong.
Although the merchants are coming from one person, Wang Wenzhao and Ouyang Wei are somewhat surprised, but this does not affect their offensive plan: "The arm is blocked, the car is not self-sufficient, killing him."
Wang Wenzhao and Ouyang Yu were ordered by the two men. The hundreds of Tibetan disciples and the disciples of the celestial ancestors shot together with the soul force, and wanted to use the soul force to smash the merchants into slag.
"It's just a little bit of strength." The merchant looked across the cold, and took out a jade in his hand. The tens of thousands of shirtless men in the upper body quickly separated the merchants.
If Li Tianxun of Yun Tianzong is here, he will be surprised to say nothing.
These tens of thousands of shirtless men, it is a bit of a disease to attack the cloud Tianzong.
"Don't kill them." The merchants are full of murderousness in the middle of the eye. Under one command, tens of thousands of people with blue-level strength are at the same time, and they are blasting... 10,000 blue fists are neatly Going to the rear of the Dizang Gate and the Tiantianzong Brigade.
The sound of the explosion of the thunderous bangs sounded. The hundreds of Tibetans and the celestial disciples who had just wanted to kill the merchants were smashed into powder in the blink of an eye. They were as unlucky as the tens of thousands of people. disciple.
It’s just a blink of an eye. Tens of thousands of people have killed more than 10,000 disciples. The loss of this degree and speed is what the current Tiantian and Dizangmen cannot afford.
In the previous Xihecheng war, the two groups suffered heavy losses. This time they came for revenge. They all moved their families out.
Being swayed by the merchants, their meat hurts and hurts.
However, these two guys did not want to waste the advantage of the front to call their 200,000 army back to deal with the business, the two looked at each other and nodded.
At this moment, the two people have the same thoughts: killing the merchants, the 10,000 people are the things of the Lord, and they can't get the wind and waves.
The hundreds of elders of the celestial ancestors need to cope with the spar energy cannons that are rushing at any time. They dare not tamper with them, so the arduous task of leaving the soul is handed over to the hundreds of elders at the Dizang Gate.
The 100 elders of Dizangmen are also purple-level strong, and they are mainly practicing the body of the meat. The body can be worthy of a purple armor, so they unscrupulously killed 10,000 people from the soul. Borrow their advantage in close combat to disrupt the formation of the soul.
Obviously, their strategy played a role. The tens of thousands of detached bodies were rushed by the hundreds of elders, and they were flawed. They were destroyed by hundreds of them.
Although these souls have no sense of autonomy, they are natural fighting machines. Facing the impact of the hundreds of elders of the Tibetan Mastiff, they soon squashed in a hundred people and dealt with the 100 elders of the Tibetan Mastiff. attack.
Hey, an elder of the Tibetan Mastiff has just smashed a body away from him, and immediately there are two souls rushing forward, holding down the shoulder joints of the elders of the Tibetan Mastiff.
The elder's body was shrunk, and his figure was immediately smaller. He lost the target of the two souls.
However, he had not had time to be happy, and four people swooped away from the soul and hugged the elder's feet.
"Damn." The elder is preparing to shrink his feet and jump out of the four "intimate embraces" from the soul. Cold and unguarded, one left and one right, two fists from the soul body banged.
The elder’s neck slammed, and its neck circumvented the two fists from the soul like a snake.
Although the elder's body can win the next two attacks from the soul, he also understands that if they are entangled in these souls, one or two people can still deal with them, and dozens of hundreds of people attack him. It is absolutely impossible to eat.
The elder's idea was correct because he quickly fell into his own most worried situation.
After using the strange neck to bend away from the two attacks from the soul, seven or eight from the soul body rushed up again, twisting his long neck with his hands, like The water in the clothes is average.
The neck was shackled, his feet were hugged, and he quickly rushed up. A dozen guys hugged his hands and arms tightly. This gantry door is like a rubber band. In the same way, dozens of people are pulling their bodies and their bodies are fixed in one place.
"Booming and banging..." Dozens of fist-shaped souls madly slammed into the head of the elder, as if they were squatting on an extremely hard iron block, provoked countless souls. The scattered light spots.
After dozens of fist-shaped souls have passed, dozens of fist-shaped souls have come one after another, taking the head of this elder as a target.
After the elders smashed dozens of souls, although their heads were not bombarded, they were also stunned, their minds were unclear, and their control over their bodies was much weaker.
The direct consequence of this relaxation is that the body of the old thing was shredded into pieces by dozens of people who were pressed against him, and blood and internal organs were sprinkled around.
The elders’ appearances appeared on the other elders of the Tibetan Mastiff. The last top strength of the Tibetan Mastiff was so consumed with the soul body...
Wang Wenzhao and Ouyang Yu did not pay any attention to the fierce battle behind them. The two men joined hands to deal with the merchants.
The merchants are already blue at this time. These two guys are now also blue. They thought that the trader was just a blue-level chain soul teacher. He didn’t put him in the eyes and wanted to The child will kill one stroke.
In particular, Wang Wenzhao, the nickname of the hand, was murderous, and a pair of sword-like eyes stared at the merchant's cross, and a pair of red-handed palms rushed toward the chest of the merchant.
"Is it so good?" The merchant's horizontal double boxing and the other's palms were against each other. Wang Wenqi stepped back five steps, and the merchants only took a step back.
"It turned out to be a family cover of the Tang family." Seeing the beautiful "Tang" on the back of the glove, Wang Wenzhao sucked a few air-conditioners, and the Tang family's family-thirsty gloves were against the soul. The effect of the increase is extremely obvious, especially the increase in the strength of the force, but it can reach a 200% increase.
Wang Wenzhao is still amazed, Ouyang Yu has already blasted a blue array of light toward the merchants.
"There is no such thing as a lord of the heavens." The merchant’s five fingers were neatly opened, and the five fingers held the blue array of light. The ray of light touched the fingers of the merchant’s horizontal glove and immediately changed. Become nothingness.
"This glove has such a strong." Even Ouyang Zhen can not help but air-conditioned, this business is not difficult to deal with, this difficult Tang Jia Chuanjia boxing.
"Wang Xiong, I use my strength to control him, you blow this guy." Ouyang is extremely convinced, and the soul power of the body is all converted into the power of the sky.
As the blue light on Ouyang Yi’s body rose, a blue beam of thumb-like size was intertwined from the ground, in the sky, in all directions, woven into a cage, and the merchant was trapped in this cage.
In the eyes of Wang Wenzhao, the red light flashed, lifting the pair of red palms like a bloody, transforming a direction, going around the rear of the merchant, and rushing toward the back of the merchant's cross: "Good opportunity."
Shangzi was trapped by Ouyang's array of ray, and the scope of action could only be fixed in the ray cage of this array. Facing Wang Wenzhao's attack, although he could cope with it for a while, it seemed to be more embarrassing than before.
"Hey." After Wang Wenzhao and the wanderer turned around, the merchants crossed the last one, and the merchants turned around and turned around, and quickly circumvented the back of the merchant, and once again slammed.
"This time you see that you are still not dead." Wang Wenzhao's eyes are full of hustle and bustle. At this time, he seems to have seen the situation when the merchant's cross-souls are smashed into his own blood.
Unfortunately, he still underestimated the traders.
Shangzi Heng did not have time to look back, but he did not need to look back, and the backhand banged out with a punch, blocking Wang Wenzhao's palms.
"This will not save you." Wang Wenyi grabbed the hand of the trader's horizontal hand, prepared another hand and then rushed forward to attack the merchants. When the trader's horizontal arm suddenly became a lot stronger, the whole article The clothes on the arm were all broken into strips and scattered all over the floor.
The sudden increase of the arms of the Shangzi Heng suddenly became longer, and the speed of the lightning was too high, and the five fingers flattened the claws, pointing to the throat of Wang Wenzhao.
(The Xihe City War has transferred the entire Quantian mainland powers, and the next chapter of the real Lingxiao will come back, huh, huh,)