Chapter 281: Broken bricks, not enough

"The venue is not small."
Qin Hao did not look over his head, still casually drinking fragrant tea.
"Qin Xiaoer, your last days are here."
"I am a hundred ghosts, all of whom are from the ancient battlefield. They have infinite power and ghost repair, and are proficient in ancient battles."
"Don't be afraid of the yang, not afraid of the nine-day god, not even the curse, it is the master, the heavenly master once entered the battle, and only one dead end."
Huo no heart is proud to caress, pointing to the virtual thunder and lightning, proud to introduce.

It sounds scary.

Qin Haomo sipped a glass of wine and smiled lightly.
"Since I know that I am afraid, I can ignore the death of Dong Shidi and Ge Elder, as long as your kid joins my ghost."
Huo has no heart to raise his hand.
"Can't, Huo Zongzhu, this person is a wolf ambition, only killing and then fast, is the right way."
Zhong Mei saw that Huo Wuxin had to accept the Qin dynasty into the mountain gate, and he could not help but be anxious.
She and Qin Lan are not sharing the sky. Once they return to the mountains, where can they find such a good opportunity?
"You old kid is so stupid and cute!"
"What you call the one-hundred-ghost method is, in my opinion, a broken brick and a broken hand. It is not enough to worry about it."
"I can give you a suggestion, abandon the repair, and dig your eyes. Now you can get out of Wu Wangge and save your life."
Qin Xiao smiled.
"Damn, you kid is really toasting, not eating fine wine!"
"Slay the thief!"
Huo was not angry, and his hand waved and roared.
Suddenly a hundred ghost soldiers, with a square array, the situation rushed.
Like the same black torrent, wherever you go, the tables and chairs are all smashed by the axe.
"A good and strong array of methods, 100 people yin knife flow gathers, the power of a hundred ghosts, how many pounds, no wonder the master can also strangle."
"Qin Hou is in danger."
Among the guests, there are some local martial arts people.
Seeing Huo Wuxin, this hundred ghosts came to the forefront and could not help but be shocked.
"You have a ghost array, I have a ghost sword array, Huo Laoer, and your dog's eyes are really cut!"
"Great!"
Qin Hao hit a ring.
Zhang Daling shouted loudly: "Where is Chu Family?"
"Chu Tiange is here!"
But listening to a big drink, countless black shadows flew on the high wall of Wu Wangge.
"Swords!"
These people are all wearing black-faced masked killers, long swords in their hands, sullen, like death, chilling.
"Mingjian Villa!"
Huo’s heartless desperate screams.
To say that in the south, the most feared person of the ghost is not a famous school, it is the famous sword mountain of Chu Dengfeng.
The famous sword mountain village takes a hunter as a living, and the chasing soul sword method is to destroy the soul, but it is a fierce ghost.
"Tiange, don't have to keep it, this business is free to give you the name of Jianjian Villa."
Qin Hao laughed loudly.
"Tiange is leading."
Chu Tiange's eyes are cold, his fingers smashed through the Jianfeng, blood stained his head, and suddenly the sword was burning with raging fire.
Dozens of Chu family children, holding a fire sword back and forth in the ghost soldiers shuttle.
For a moment, the battlefield was rushed to death.
The ghost soldiers can only fight against the children of the Chu family.
How can ordinary soldiers compete with swordsmen who practice killing ghosts?
The martial arts of a sip of tea, Huo Wuxin looked at him so hard and closed for several years, the hard-working ghosts were destroyed and destroyed.
Zhong Mei’s heart is completely cold.
She does not know why Qin Hou can have so many powerful helpers?
If you don't say anything, just rely on the hot assassin, she will kill Qin Hao tonight, will this group of people let her go?
This is simply an irresistible resistance!
The other is the dragon in the sky, and she is just a small ant.
Qin Hao is really just playing with her!
"so what?"
"Under the last moment, the surname Qin, who is born and who died?"
Zhong Mei bite his teeth and cheers, his heart secretly cheering.
Soon, under the rush of the Chujia swordsman, a hundred ancient ghost soldiers became a hundred meteorites.
"Good quality, Hou Ye, thank you."
Chu Tiange picked the towel and revealed a handsome smile.
He is the son of Chu Dengfeng, the young master of the famous Jianshan Villa, and his martial art is a deep biography of his father.
After Qin Yu left the famous Jianshan Villa, Chu Tiange became the secret weapon of Qin Yu and established a wonderful work.
"Retire!"
Qin Lan smiled and waved.
Chu Tiange arched his life and went to joy, a hundred yin shiishi, pitiful ability to melt into a higher level of Lingshi, is definitely a very good income.
"Huo Zongzhu, I see everyone raining, some of them are lacking. It’s better for you and me to fight this battle. How about the outcome?"
Qin Lan put on the tea pot, stood up and asked with a negative hand.
"it is good!"
Huo Wuxin was in a cold battle, and his body flashed and fell on the ground.
The two stood in the rain curtain, separated by three feet.
Although the heavy rain was anxious, there was no point in it.
"Within three strokes, if I am not defeated, I will lose!"
Qin Yu’s voice was clear in the thunder.
"Three strokes to defeat Huo Wuxin? Qin Hou is not arrogant?"
There was a horror in the crowd.
"Impossible, never possible!"
"Huo Wuxin is a long-established master in Jiangnan. Unless it is a nine-day stream of Wu Shenyan, no one can beat him in three strokes."
Zhong Yue frowned.
"Mr. Zhang, Wu Tangzhu, will Mr. Qin have some support?"
Liao Dajun cautiously asked.
"Liao Boss, Qin Hou is doing his own thing, and you are comfortable watching the show."
Zhang Daling caressed ~EbookFREE.me~ In fact, he did not know what medicine was sold in Qinhou Hulu, no one can kill Huo Xinxin.
But the person who said this was Qin Hou, and Zhang Daling had to believe.
Because this is itself a peerless arrogance that creates miracles!
"Kid, are you sure you are not talking about your dreams?"
Huo Wuxin swallowed a sip, and asked incredulously.
"watch out!"
Qin Yu’s mouth was raised and his fists burst out.
Dragon thunder!
The two purple dragons were mixed with the thunder and lightning and roared away.
The Qin dynasty stepped into a dragon, hiding in the shape of the air, floating up.
"The Nether Palm!"
Huo Wuxin saw that the Qin dynasty's move was amazing, and the void was a stroke. The big evil spirits were now open, and the mouth was opened, and the dragon was swallowed hard.
boom!
The Ssangyong slammed into the shackles, and the virtual air was also detonated, and the sparks were splashed.
"Ok?"
"This kid is not high, just under me, that is just half with me."
Huo Wuxin had a high and low moment in his heart.
Originally still a little cautious, at this moment, arrogant!
"Eat me, I am a thousand graves!"
Huo was heartless and transported to the extreme, his hands turned over, and suddenly turned into a black grave mountain, and it was overwhelmed.
It is the void that has been torn apart, and the thunder has been avoided.
"Nine yin is the tenth style, nine yin meditation!"
Qin Xiao smiled slightly, knowing that Huo Wuxin was about to enter the game, his hands were flat and lifted up, and a black engraved full of cursing runners appeared.
boom!
The tomb of the grave was on the runner.
Huo’s inability to refine the power of the masters in the early days, not only tens of thousands of pounds!
The Qin dynasty was only invincible, and the gong was broken and vomiting blood flew out.
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