Vol 3 Chapter 1979: 1 life's nightmare

"Looking for death, I will fulfill you."
Yan Dongyang went to the opposite side of Qin Lan, and the anger was burning. At this moment, he only wanted to destroy the guy in front of him.
"The blood coat is priceless!"
Yan Dongyang does not have the slightest mercy, a shot is eight infuriating!
The infuriating nature of the mountain, the palm of the hand, the heavy squatting in the chest of Qin.
Such a fierce palm, half of the hills can be collapsed, there is no real gas body, the body can resist?
Everyone has the timidity that can't bear to look straight!
Fu Lanqing was even more painful and closed his eyes.
Hell is no match for mortal, even if Qin Qin is still a great man in the hell, but this palm, is it that people can resist?
Even if she had the heart to resist the nameless sword, she was completely helpless.
boom!
The palm of the hand directly penetrated the Qin dynasty. The instinct of the vastness directly penetrated his back, penetrated out, and even took a few of the lively ones standing behind the Qin dynasty, and broke it together.
Sure enough, Qin Hao did not evade, purely took this palm.
puff!
Qin Yu opened his mouth and spit out a blood, squatting, standing up hard.
He looked exactly like a corpse, his face was not a little bloody, his eyes were dead and dead, and if there was a slight smile on his face, everyone thought he had been killed.
"Yes, it’s really better than mortal training."
"Come back."
Qin Hao lifted the jug and even drank a few mouthfuls. He wiped the wine stains on the corners of his mouth and smiled weakly.
"Mad, all of them are broken and not dead, your life is hard enough."
"Then eat me again!"
Yan Dongyang is furious and angry, and he has enough infuriating for ten percent. He condenses in the palm of his hand and screams: "The blood coat is not damaged!"
boom!
Ten percent of the true gas gathered again, because the force is too fierce, the land under the foot of Yan Dongyang is cracked, which can break the river, can break the palm of the world, and hit the heart of the Qin dynasty.
boom!
The crisp, heavy sound, the cracked bones, so clear and harsh.
Qin Lan is like a sandbag, directly bombarded more than ten feet away, fell to the ground, painful cough up!
"You are still not dead, you are not dead?" Yan Dongyang screamed.
"Death? That is a luxury!"
Qin Xiao smiled a bit, struggling to stand up, stepping forward, step by step to Yan Dongyang.
Every step of the way, blood will leave a shoe print on the ground.
Every step of the way, Fu Yanqing’s tears are painful.
Every step, Yan Dongyang and the fear of everyone will have one more point.
What is this strength?
I have two palms in my hand, but I can stand up and talk, God, except God, there is no explanation in the world.
This is Qin Hou, a once-to-shoulder broad-shouldered king.
Yan Dongyang closed his eyes in pain and shivered and shook his head. He didn't understand, didn't understand, what happened?
He can clearly feel that Qin's meridians, heart and internal organs have been beaten and broken by him. Even if it is a saint, no, it is the existence of the saints, and it is impossible to die.
Qin Lan is like an undead monster. No matter how hard Yan Dongyang works, it seems impossible to kill him.
Yan Dongyang’s confidence is collapsing.
He also tried to provoke Qin Yu, and now it seems that it is a joke to want to compete with Qin Hou for the four high seats.
Standing and letting, can't fight, really start, can't stop?
In an instant, all his pride in self-esteem was weathered, leaving only the sorrow of the land.
"Yan Shao, you look desperate."
"Don't be afraid, you still have the last hand, don't waste it. This is the last and the only chance for you to provoke me in this life."
Qin Lan’s voice is vague, and the scorpion is bloody. He only keeps drinking and makes himself more awake.
"Yan Shao."
At the same time, everyone looked at Yan Dongyang, full of sympathy.
"You are right, I will not be afraid of you, nor can you be afraid of you. This is not a fight."
"The blood coat is ruthless!"
Yan Dongyang slowly took out a medicinal medicine from his pocket, swallowed it down, and the crazy gathering of infuriating, made the trick of magic.
He didn't believe it, and he couldn't kill Qin.
Can't kill your body, it's always okay to destroy the soul?
Yan Dongyang is like a big river of blood river, rising from the sky, swooping down in the air, such as thunder and falling for nine days, carrying the power of the heavens and the earth, the heavy bombardment on the top of the Qin dynasty.
boom!
An unbeatable Jedi blow.
Mixed with a sea of ​​vendetta!
In the screams and shocks of everyone, they hit the Qinling's heavenly cover.
Rubbing!
The sound of the broken skull is clearly audible.
The huge instinct directly blew a deep pit on the ground, and the Qin dynasty was like a wooden stake. It was directly hit by Yan Dongyang at the bottom of the pit, and even people could not see it.
There was a dead silence in the field.
The smoke and dust scattered, everyone gathered around the pit, where there is the shadow of Qin Yu, only the muddy water.
"Hey brother, brother."
Fu Lanqing stood at the edge of the pit and shouted anxiously.
Call!
Freed, happy!
Yan Dongyang took a long sigh of relief and looked at his palm, revealing a happy, proud smile.
Killing Qin Hao, his demons, all his jealousy, it is all solved.
Since then, there is no Qinhou in the world, only his Yan family, Dongyang, he is one of the new four highs.
"Father, you rest in the spirit of heaven." Yan Dongyang closed his eyes and muttered.
"Little girl, he has already gone, and his soul is broken. Even if you find him, it is just a dead body with a skull."
Yan Dongyang looked at Fu Lanqing, very boring, very sympathetic.
"Even if it is a corpse, it is mine."
Fu Yuqing hated to look at Yan Dongyang, jumped into the pit, and fought the fate of the fish, and dug the soil.
Sure enough, in the deep soil, Qin Lan stood straight and closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.
Fu Yanqing carried him and went out of the pit. He quickly made people call the water and cleaned the soil on the face of Qin.
His skull was recessed into a piece and kept blood.
But as Yan Dongyang said, the entire head exploded.
Qin Hou is Qin Hou, so I remembered that I can still keep my head, strange people.
It’s a pity that if you take such a hand, even if you don’t die, you’re afraid that you’ll be lost, and you’ll become an idiot and a waste person.
"Unfortunately, your Qinhou failed, Xiaomei, you lost the last amulet and handed over the stone."

There is no shortage of people from the mountain village. No one can save it.

Yan Dongyang cold proud road ~EbookFREE.me~ I said, die, you don't want to get the stone. Fu Xiaoqing decided.
At this time, Qin Hao suddenly coughed up sharply, spit out a soil in his mouth, wow, and gasped hard.
"Liquor, wine, I want wine." Qin Hao said vaguely.
Fu Lanqing quickly handed the drink over, and Qin Hao held it as a mad rush, waiting for a pot of good wine to enter the throat, he once again miraculously stood up.
No, impossible!
Everyone’s heart is shouting these three words!
Yan Dongyang is even more bloody, completely stuck in the same place, mouth wide, can not say a word.
Nightmare, a nightmare of life!
PS: Today's update is over, tomorrow night, good night, friends.