Chapter 1642: Miro

As a tactical expert, Xu Yi can see very clearly that Lang Du's combat power and Zeng Jian are only in the middle of Bo Zhong.
Lang Dusheng's speed is in the demon body and Cyclonus, and Zeng Jiansheng's ability in mastering the skills and reiki.
Xu was the first time that Zeng Jian and others were at war with Huayin, and they were in adversity. At first, they were weak in momentum.
At the same time, Lang Du attacked quickly, and Zeng Jian and others were scattered before they even had time to form an array.
Moreover, everyone didn't cooperate for a long time, and there was nowhere to talk about it. When Lang Du rushed, everyone broke up and was defeated by everyone.
At this point, Zeng Jian was completely discouraged, blindly defensive, confused, and it was no surprise that he had this ending.
Several people of Zeng Jian went to this dangerous place, and they were each responsible for life and death. Besides, if he hadn't promised someone, where would Zeng Jian and others get this green grassland, they would have died tragically in the back room.
However, at the moment, several people died tragically, and Xu Yi felt a little unhappy after all.
Lang Du took care of several people's Xu Mijie and sent it to Hu Jinghui. Hu Jinghui waved his hand and motioned him to accept it.
Lang Du took a fist and sent those Xu Mijie into his chest. A group of yellow lights disappeared and disappeared.
"It's the second game. You two are out. I ’m here to meet the two. You two are strong. I hope you can be unexpectedly strong. Not so. It ’s hard to impress Hu. This is Hu after all. Someone played against the strong among your people for the first time. "
Hu Jinghui said lightly.
Langdu Dao, "Adult Rongyao, two monks from different ethnic groups, can't do anything for adults, Langdu is willing to fight on behalf of adults."
Hu Jinghui looked at Xu Yi and Xu Yi nodded. "Since Lang Lang demands death, I must meet this requirement."
"I come!"
Feng Bing looked at Xu Yi and was about to go.
Xu Yi stared at Feng Bing, his mood was a little complicated, and he smiled slightly. "Feng Xiong still have some strength to fight with Brother Hu, Xu Mou will meet with Brother Lang for a while.
The words went well, Xu Yi gave the team to Yuan Tiansi, his figure fluttered, and he was out of the field.
Unsurprisingly, Lang Du hurricane arrived, faster than his swift speed, but it was the sword qi inspired by Xu Yi.
Thirteen seven thousand swords in a row, the whole green grassland seems to be plowed by the flood wild beasts.
In the initial count of swords, Lang Du was able to hold on to the powerful demon body, resist it stiffly, and make an evasive action.
For any monk Yangzun who holds this magic skill, he has no choice but to make it, because such a huge sword energy, no one's energy can gather such a rich true element.
Hsu Yi is the exception among the exceptions. He has a sea of ​​boundlessness, endless real yuan, and boundless sword energy.
With thirteen swords, Lang Du turned into flying smoke.
A cyan demon nucleus appeared, but it was Hu Jinghui's big move, holding it in his palm.
Along with the cyan demon core, there was a golden bead.
Xu Yi guessed that it must be the storage treasure of the demon tribe.
"Brother Hu cuts his fortune so badly."
Xu Yi smiled.
Shi Cai and Lang Du fought. Hu Jinghui was fully capable and had the means to intercept Lang Du. He could even launch a sneak attack on him, but Hu Jinghui never shot, apparently keeping his promise.
This shows that this is a traditional demon tribe. Xu Yi believes that he should be able to explain a bit of reason.
Hu Jinghui said, "You kill Lang Du because of his fate. I don't say anything, but Lang Du's demon core and mustard are the heritage of the demon tribe. They cannot fall into the hands of the tribe before my eyes. Yes, kill me, naturally everything. "
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