Chapter 3392: Let Chen Keyu commit suicide

Lv Wei's face is red and purple, and the body is crazy, but it is impossible to advance another inch!
Don't say one inch, it is one, and you can't move forward!
This scene makes everyone horrified, and everyone around them don't know what is going on.
Chen Keyu also frowned. When he was about to speak, suddenly he saw Lu Wei’s sword in his hand being shaken. At the same time, Lv Wei himself was like a broken kite, and flew out, shooting all the way through the Lushan Palace. Then I cut off how many fairy trees and stones!
This scene is somewhat like Wang Lin being bombarded by him.
"Zu Shi!" Liu Zhaoran, the master of Tianshen Xianmen, was shocked. When he flew up, he had to take Lu Wei, but it was useless. I saw that he had just touched Lu Wei’s body, and Lu Wei’s body had a powerful horror. Let him fly together!
Chen Keyu and others saw that Lu Wei and Liu Zhaoran both squatted in the middle of the mountain on the opposite side of the mountain, and then both fell to the cliff at the same time!
For a long time, the sound of the heavy object fell on the bottom of the cliff.
Everyone stays alive.
The scene was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange.
Even Wang Lin himself is also a mistake, not so.
Someone secretly shot? But he did not sense the fluctuation of any power! There was no fluctuation in power, but Lu Wei and Liu Zhaoran were both shaken.
In fact, even Wang Lin, that is, everyone on the scene did not sense any fluctuations in power, so this is the reason for the sudden surprise of the scene.
For a time, no one moved.
"Which mouse is hiding in the head, secretly attacking, and letting the seat roll out!" Chen Keyu's face sank and suddenly shouted.
Suddenly, everyone saw Chen Keyu screaming and screaming. The whole person fell and flew up. When he fell to the ground, his face printed a clear palm print.
Chen Keyu was drawn all over the mouth, as if his nose had been twitched.
Dong Chan Xianmen Zu Lei Hongli and others are sucking a breath.
Chen Keyu is the peak of the late nine kings, and he was invisibly drawn!
Just when everyone was stunned, when they were suddenly, they saw three people coming to the air, a young man, a young man, a big boy!
"The ancestors of Lushan Mountain are cold!"
Someone exclaimed.
Come, it is Huang Xiaolong who came from the fairyland of Lushan, 暮水寒, Yan Baoer three.
Everyone has a change in face, and they all think of something. Since the coming person is a squatting man, then what happened to Chen Keyu and Lu Wei was the yellow predecessor?
Everyone's eyes fell on Huang Xiaolong.
This dark-haired young man is the predecessor of the surname Huang?
"Master!" Wang Lin was a face of joy, rushed over, and everyone in the mountains of Lushan saw the light as dark, and rushed to Huang Xiaolong, in front of the three men.
"Yellow predecessors!" Wang Lin and Lushan Xianmen masters respectfully salute.
Huang Xiaolong nodded to Wang Lin and others, and then glanced at the scenes of the major Xianmen, Xianguo masters, Zhongxianmen, Xianguo masters all bowed.
Huang Xiaolong’s eyes fell on Chen Keyu.
At this time, Chen Keyu climbed up from the ground, touched the blood of his mouth, and looked at Huang Xiaolong with anger: "Is it you?!" That means I was just Huang Xiaolong's hand.
"Yes, it is me." Huang Xiaolong held his hand.
Chen Keyu's face is cloudy and clear, cold and cold: "Well, today's palm, Chen remembered it, and will return it in the future!" After that, he said to the people of Tianshen Xianmen: "Bring your father, the master, let's go!"
Song Zhipeng, the master of the Northern Dragon Field, Song Yi and all the ancestors of the Xianmen, stayed at the door.
No one expected that the oldest and most famous fairy king Chen Keyu in Dongsheng Shenzhou would have to retreat without fighting?
In fact, Chen Keyu turned around in an instant, and his face turned red. He felt a strong shame. However, he also understood that he was definitely not Huang Xiaolong’s opponent because of the terrorist strength that Huang Xiaolong had just revealed.
But when Chen Keyu turned and left, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong’s indifferent voice sounded:
Do you allow you to leave?

Chen Keyu stopped in a stalemate.
Song Zhipeng, Song Wei, Lei Hongli, and Yunyun are equally wrong.
Chen Keyu turned and looked at Huang Xiaolong. His face was a bit ugly: "What do you mean?"
"When I came to Mount Xianmen, I killed thousands of disciples in Xianshan Xianmen, I wanted to leave like this?" Huang Xiaolong's face was light and he couldn't see his expression: "Let's do it, read it on the part you just didn't shoot, you cut your own." Head, I can let your gods escape!"
"What?!" Song Zhipeng, Song Wei, Jinyun, the tens of thousands of masters of the Great Xianmen stayed, not convinced.
Huang Xiaolong turned out to let Chen Keyu commit suicide!
Chen Keyu's face is ugly to the extreme.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong glanced at the hundreds of thousands of disciples around the Tianshen Xianmen, and said: "I just killed the disciples of the Songshan Xianmen, and now I am self-disciplined. I have not worked out, and I have to pay for the effect of the mountain." The door is a slave, the moment!"
"In ten seconds, there is no crouching, all dead!"
Huang Xiaolong’s voice is like a cold wind, blowing through everyone’s ears.
Song Zhipeng, Song Wei, Lei Hongli everyone is stupid.
This is simply!
Chen Keyu laughed and his face became awkward: "Your name is yellow, you are fucking, you really thought you were!"
Huang Xiaolong raised his hand and a huge palm print fell, directly smashing Chen Keyu into the ground! Chen Keyu’s voice stopped short.
Song Zhipeng, Lei Hongli and others only felt that the heart was twitching, and there was a sense of sudden stop.
In particular, Song Yu, as well as the floating light of the ancestors of the ancestors, Yun Yun, was even more scared.
I saw Chen Keyu, who was blasted into the ground, opening his mouth and screaming hard: "My master is Tian Qi general Zhao Qi!"
Huang Xiaolong is also a big golden palm print, and this time it is even bigger, directly blasting Chen Keyu into the deepest part of the underground. Chen Keyu has completely lost his voice. It has become a mass of meat residue, and even the gods have not escaped.
"Your Master is the same as Heavenly Emperor." Huang Xiaolong's eyes are indifferent.
Looking at Chen Keyu's body as a meat residue, he also knows that Chen Keyu knows Chen Keyu's reputation. However, it is the guest of the main government of Dongsheng Shenzhou, the most famous fairy. Wang, now it has been smashed into meat, not even a whole body.
Huang Xiaolong did not look at Chen Keyu’s body again. He was in such a small role. He was in the world of Dragon and Dragon, and he did not know how much he killed.
"A few seconds in the past?" Huang Xiaolong asked about the cold.
"Yellow predecessors, it has been seven seconds." 暮水寒 hurriedly replied, only to feel very dry mouth.
Seven seconds!
Hundreds of thousands of disciples in Tianshen Xianmen trembled.
Song Zhipeng and others are also tight.
"All the disciples of Tianshen Xianmen listened, all shots, shot together, killed this surnamed Huang!" Suddenly, Tianshen Xianmen had a veteran martyr.