Vol 2 Chapter 3340: Tibetan flag and squad

"穹浩兄, I received your luck!" North Ming Qing, who had never spoken, opened his mouth at this time, sneer. "I have said that the man who is trapped by love is stupid! Not installed on the south wall. I will never look back! You can't fight without fighting, you can't stand it!"
The East 穹 穹 瞪 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北 北The situation is very influential, and naturally it is possible to fight without fighting!"
"Cry the six army members, and rush to the crown for a red face!" Nangong Tianzhi smiled and said, "Xiao Hua, if you are degraded today, this allusion will also write down your name! Nine Princess and my Nangong family The reputation will be even louder!"
"Yes!" Xiao Hua nodded. "Xiao Mou thinks this too! New Xin has paid so much for Xiao, can have Nangong family, and even the four great families as Xiao’s new gift, this story will be circulated. Eternal!"
As Xiao Hua’s voice landed, Xiao Hua’s Kunlun mirror was urging, and the nine-color light column fell to the end of the dynasty. The 200,000-made squadrons rushed out of the army, and a cold-blooded, stern warfare came from this iron army. Out, I don’t think that the hearts of the four great family owners are amazed, that is, the clouds in the sea of ​​clouds are also the waves of a thousand feet!
"Sure enough, they are all star-studded, and the name of the martial arts army is not lost!" Seeing the disciples of the martial arts are made into two battles, the Oriental Hao Hao nodded and praised.
Nangong Tianzhi is a sneer: "There are ridiculousness in the world. What is the martial art of the martial arts? Are the disciples of Yuanli five or more? Most of the battlefields seem to be Yuanying monks, and I have some big problems!"
"Isn't that better?" North Ming Xiaoqing laughed. "You Nangong family will kill the door, it is the prestige of the Nangong family!"
The eyes of Nangong Tianzhi swept the North Ming to clear the eyes, just to open, the Oriental Hao Hao frowned: "Heaven, prepare to meet the enemy!"
"Yes!" A glimpse of Nangong Tianzhi’s heart, a voice, a hand raised, a slap-sized bunting in the air. This bunting rose in the wind, and the two "Nanggong" embroidered with colorful silk threads were revealed on it, with the infuriating of Nangongtian. These two inscriptions fluttered out of the five-color Yunxia, ​​Yunxia surging, countless like the size of the beans, the disciple in golden armor armed with weapons rushed out!
"Tibetan flag?" Wenqu eyes narrow, watching tens of thousands of disciples fall in the air. The wind is getting bigger and bigger than the average person, and the mouth whispers, "This is the thing of the ancient Confucianism, I thought it was lost in the Tibetan continent, I don't think there are four families left!"

Xianyou...
Xiao Hua worried,
How do you feel now?

"Warrior!" The tone of the literary genre gave birth to a sword-like sharpness. "A lot of distress, pity and remorse have been turned into a battle, and only after a battle can you know the answer!"

It’s weird!
Xiao Huaqi said.
I don’t know why this happens now?

"It’s like watching flowers in the fog. Fishing in the water!" Wenqu nodded and smiled. "And fight! The boat is naturally straight to the bridge!"
"Good!" Xiao Hua responded with a sigh of relief, and looked at the dynasty.
At this time, the Nangong family team has been assembled, and it is also a disciple of 200,000 in gold armor. Most of them are masters of the masters, which is roughly equivalent to the strength of the team. Similar to the creation of the door, the 200,000 Nangong family disciples are also divided into dozens of small arrays. Before each small array, there are masters or masters who have been trained by the masters. With the dozens of disciples waving the flags, these 200,000 disciples are all shooting their own top doors, releasing the infuriating, "hey..." Although the arrogance of the dying dynasty has fallen. However, hundreds of thousands of disciples urged the exercises, and there are still a lot of awe-inspiring slamming down. Waiting for the glow of the sky to flash, the inscriptions overflow, and the golden chrysanthemums of the dozen proud creams are revealed in the air! These dozens of chrysanthemums are like Tiancheng, every petal. Every pattern is brilliant, and a lot of powerful atmosphere is pouring out. The sky above the squadrons, the violent air flow also begins to vibrate and flow, "When the autumn comes September 8th, I spend a hundred flowers to kill The sky is full of Chang'an, and the city is full of gold armor." The poetic form of murder, rushing toward the disciples!
The 200,000 disciples in front of him are naturally not the 200,000 disciples who have swept the thousands of demon sacred places, and they are not the 200,000 disciples who have been killed in the market with the Mozu! However, among the 200,000 disciples, there are 10,000 disciples who are commanding disciples who have swept the thousands of demon sacred places. They saw that the Nangong family disciples had attacked the aircraft and had already issued orders. The entire team was also the same team. Warfare rises to the sky and meets the enemy!
Although the 400,000-strong army has never confronted, this has already changed in the direction of the dynasty. A heavy cloud is generated at high altitude. The hurricane of the road is shattered by the clouds, and the pressure of a city is gradually forming!
"Made the disciples really powerful!" Nangong Tianzhi's face gave birth to solemnity, whispered, "Although they are not as magical as the legend, they can be evenly matched with the team of my Nangong family, after this battle..."
Speaking of this, Nangong Tianzhi no longer talks. And next to the North Ming plan clear smile: "Hey brother, you are too stingy! Today is of course the four major family things, can be said to be the quiet thing of your home, you do not contribute to the power? However, looking at my four great families is one, Nangong family meets the enemy of the North Ming family, can stand by and watch?
Speaking of this, Bei Ming was screaming loudly, and he shot a bronze-colored arrow from his waist and threw it in the air. He called: "Zhu Lang, come out to fight!"
"Boom..." But seeing that the arrow fell in the air, the clouds were surging, and the sound of the drums rang from the arrows. With the sound of the drums, the arrows were soaring, and the team was shallow. The northern armor disciple in the blue armor holds the weapon and rushes out of the arrow!
"屯兵令!" Wenqu smashed the origin of this arrow and smiled. "It seems that this time the four great families are also taking out the contents of the bottom of the box! The previous Tibetan flag and the current squadrons are all lost in ancient times. The sacred sect of the squadron! I can’t think of it here today, and it’s no wonder that Chen Xiandi can’t be assured of the four great families!

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