Vol 39 Chapter 30: Hengjian (on)

Fight!
Four demon tribe Tianjiao, four from different vanities, triumphant fighting endlessly.
I can see that the four human races have the strongest war demons, followed by Wu Daoyuan, and Lu Xiu is on par with Feng Lan, but not inferior to Wu Daoyuan.
Twenty-four to four, fighting endlessly, Na Mohan stood not far away, arms folded across his chest, a pair of eyes high above the heavens.
Of the four demons, Moro's strength is the weakest, but that's relatively speaking. It's Fenglan who is up against Moro, and Fenglan doesn't have the advantage. Luo Yan barely contested.
Xun Fenglan practiced the leg method. A pair of slender and powerful leg muscles were tense, carrying a terrible force, and constantly popped out, bursting out amazing power, overlapping leg shadows, and continuously bombarding Moro.
摩罗 烨 but blasted out with two fists, fierce fighting, smashing the leg shadows again and again, gradually pushing Feng Lan back.
Lu Luxiu had a stick in his hand, each stick brought a heavy stick figure, shot down in the air, powerful and majestic, and amazing strength. His opponent was the devil who put the cold arrow.
不仅 This demonic clan not only has an amazing arrow technique, it is not weak to melee, and it will find a chance to shoot a sharp arrow away from the distance, threatening terrible.
Here, just outside the stone bridge in and out of the camp, there are many people coming and going, one by one to stop and watch the battle.
"Mo Yehan, what's the matter?" A demon with an unusually tall body and very wide shoulders stepped on, with an indescribable domineering expression on his body, looking cold and solemn.
When Mo Han Ye saw the man, his expression narrowed, and his eyes flickered a little.
"It's nothing, it's just a few little caterpillars who don't know anything." Mo Yehan responded with a smile.
"Several little caterpillars must be so debilitating, but only low and medium life, a bunch of waste." The tall and domineering devil had a frown and a strong dissatisfaction.
Born as a demon race, it is the higher life of the first sequence of voids. It is only necessary to face the celestial beings, giants, and ancient beasts. It is impossible to face the middle and lower lives of the second sequence of voids and the third sequence of voids. Smash it directly.
Moreover, it is the most mediocre race among many races.
What is the most mediocre?
That is, there is no special racial talent.
"Morocco, you are the first in this class, and of course they can't compare with you." Proud as Ma Yehan, also had to admit the strength and status of the other party.
摩罗 古!
One of the top four in the Dongying camp was one of the first four to retrain Vientiane's true strengths first, and it was also the first group to master the second, third, and even fourth strongest vientiane true strengths.
Maybe it was because of the presence of Morogu, Mo Yehan was a little uncomfortable, and he saw that the four demons were unable to defeat and kill the four races. He suddenly hummed, flickered, and flew out.
"A bunch of waste, let me go." Mo Yehan's voice sounded at the same time.
Immediately, one punch broke and blasted directly to Wu Daoyuan.
拳 This fist was extremely fast. When Wu Daoyuan noticed it, he couldn't avoid it in time, but only barely resisted the sword.
With a bang, the knife was directly blown away, and the force was extremely high, and the bombardment went away, directly knocking Wu Daoyuan back for dozens of meters. The force was overbearing and overbearing, and the impact continued, causing Wu Daoyuan to spit blood and was directly wounded.
Boxing repelled Wu Daoyuan, Mo Yehan flashed in shape, appeared in front of the war demon, and punched out directly.
Strike this fist, but the war demon reacted, cut off with one stroke.
But, the knife
The light was broken. Although the sword in the hands of the war devil did not take off his hands, the whole man flew upside down, but the blood spewed out but was blocked by the mask, flowing down the gap, his breath was slumped.
The cold, dark power, with a domineering meaning, spread quickly in their bodies, as if to swallow their power. For a time, it was difficult to expel, but they could only reluctantly fight, and lost the fight directly. Power.
Four punches!
Before and after the death, but in just less than three breaths, Mo Yehan smashed four times and punched four times, defeating and defeating all the four races, one by one, and almost lost his combat power.
The gap!
Great power gap.
差距 This gap is so big that people are desperate. Duan Lingkong's eyes are full of gloom.
"Catch them." Mo Yehan took out a white cloth from the Ninth Heaven Ring, rubbing his fist, and instructed his two younger brothers.
I didn't kill him on the spot. He was going to humiliate it first, and then other low-level life knew how miserable the end was for the devil.
Moro's action is the fastest, one step out, over the wind, and rushed directly to the war demon, and then, with a smile on his face, punched, taking the opportunity to interrupt the war demon's arms and legs, Lift it up and press it down on your knees.
The fighting war devil struggled, but it was difficult to resist. Although Mo Yehan's punch didn't kill him, it caused serious damage. Now he was interrupted by his arms and legs, unable to resist.
At the moment when Moro was about to press the war demon on his knees, the action suddenly came to a halt. It seemed to be immobilized, and it was frozen instantly. Its dark pupil contracted like a needle in an instant. The astonishment seemed to explode from the deepest part of the heart, making the body numb and stiff.
At the same time, a ray of sword light broke like an aurora, so fast it was indescribable.
Suddenly when Jianguang appeared, Mo Luogu looked at it, but he didn't make a shot, he didn't have time to make a shot, because the distance was a little far away.
Then Mo Yehan found out, but it was too late.
The sword light seems to be silent and fast, reaching the extreme, as if it is directly penetrating the void and turning the horizon into the distance.
He Moruo kept motionless, let the sword light approach, and then pierced through the eyebrow and pierced out of his head.
I was only able to perceive this sword of light. Only a very small number of people practiced the fourth Vientiane true power, so they were even more surprised.
Even if the sword light appeared abruptly, the speed of that sword was still shocking.
Kill!
摩罗 烨 was directly killed by this sword light.
"Get out!" Mo Yehan was furious, and his eyes shot out an amazing and direct cold light killing.
who is it!
Dare to take a shot and kill the Devil.
The death of Amore Luo was also seen by everyone, and was surprised, and another joy rose in the heart.
The sound of lame footsteps rang, coming from behind the crowd, and the crowd spread out consciously, as if welcoming the visitors.
That is a figure wearing a white sword robe, with a slender figure and a handsome face. He has a unique indescribable temperament. At first glance, he is peerless, and at another time, he is ordinary and restrained, and has an indescribable charm.
His eyes are deep, as if there is a star-like quietness, a long sword at his waist, and every step is like a carefully calculated, not short, not short, just right.
It seems ordinary, but there is an indescribable edge, looming around, making people dare not approach.
Seeing those who came, Duan Lingkong's dark eyes suddenly burst into glory.
coming!
Chen Zong is here.
道 Wu Daoyuan and several others also showed a stunned look.
"Brother Chen returned quickly." Wu Daoyuan screamed quickly, because the demons were too strong. He thought that even if Chen Zong arrived, he was not his opponent. Instead of being humiliated and adding casualties, it would be better to return to the camp first, at least in Within the bounds of the camp, the Demon Clan did not dare to take action.
Rules are rules.
魔 Each demon tribe stares at Chen Zong, and everyone of other races stares at Chen Zong.
Is moving on?
Or just step back?
Even if Chen Zong retreats and retreats into the camp, no one will laugh at him, after all, it is only a lower life of the third sequence of void, and he is afraid to directly face the higher life of the first sequence of void, which is normal. .
"Anyway, it's just a bunch of native chickens and dogs." Chen Zongbu Xu Buji said, his voice was flat and his tone was indifferent. There didn't seem to be a demon in his eyes.
The language of the puppet people can't understand it directly, but they can understand its meaning directly through the Nine Sky Ring.
For a moment, the demons were furious.
Stir-fried chicken shit!
When was the Dignified Devil clan considered to be a cockroach, or was it a lower life from the void of the third sequence, even if it was just the lower life that showed extraordinary means, killing one with a sword? Devil race.
However, that Moro is among the ordinary demons in Dongying, but it is of ordinary standard. It is nothing to kill him.
"So arrogant bug." In one of the palaces, the dark-winged frown frowned, and there was a flash of killing light under his eyes.
A low-level bug in Liqu District even dared to confess that the Demon Race is a native chicken tile dog. I really don't know the height of the earth.
Lin Zhen, the strong man of the race, did not speak, because he himself felt that Chen Zong's words were a bit arrogant.
The words of Chen Zong not only caused the wrath of the Devil, but also made the Heaven and other people laugh dumbly.
This lower life seems to be a bit arrogant.
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For a while, many eyes stared, all with bad intentions.
Although the Yiyigan people feel happy, they also feel that Chen Zong is too arrogant.
Jain's clan's strength, they can all see clearly.
宗 Chen Zong said, without paying any attention to the others, without any pause, step by step, and stepped onto the mottled old stone bridge.
Yan Shiqiao is the separation point between the camp and the evil monster wasteland. After crossing the stone bridge, Chen Zong will step into the evil monster wasteland and will no longer be protected by the camp.
The demons gazed at Chen Zong's eyes, full of badness and malicious murderous power, like a beast dormant in the darkness, just waiting for Chen Zong's steps to step out of the stone bridge, they launched a fatal blow and killed him. Let him understand that he himself is a cockroach and a humble low-level bug.
Faced with a lot of malicious murderous eyes, Chen Zong's look remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, a kind of light and light wind, which made people can't help but admire, but others also laughed and laughed at Chen Zong. Pretending to look.
With all the attention, Chen Zong took the final step, this step, stepped out of the mottled old stone bridge, and stepped into the ferocious wasteland.
When the step fell, an extremely cold dark light suddenly shone, tearing the sky with an unparalleled Mori killing machine, as if exterminating all the vital shootings.
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