Chapter 545: Tang Yuchen battles the thorns!

Booming... The light and shadow of the sky hit a piece, the colorful soul force scattered around, the volcano opened, turned into a light raindrop.
This time, the bombing is still the disadvantage of Xihe City, and there are more than 100,000 groups of souls through their bombardment, directly rushing to the thousands of yellow robe people above the sky.
"Protect them." Nangong Yuzhuo naturally knows the importance of these thousands of alliances, and screams, but unfortunately no one on his side has such power to turn the tide.
Although Tang Yuchen and the Dragon family's dozens of purple-level powerhouses have strong combat power, they can face such a large-scale attack, and they can only hope to sigh.
At this time, Ling Shiyu suddenly turned his lips and sighed low: "Explosion."
In an instant, the virtual shadow of the nine secluded demon king exploded suddenly, and countless purple lights spread out, and the soul power that rushed to the top of the thousands of yellow robes on the top of the door was intercepted.
"It's so strong." All the people were amazed. Wan Manmen relied on the thousands of people to block the soul attack of the other hundred thousand people. It also blasted the virtual shadow of the Nine Monsters. What kind of strength is this? Can you do this step.
However, the people of Wan Manmen did not pay the price at all.
Ling Shiyu immediately spurted out a hot blood and immediately lost his fighting power and returned to Xihe City.
And her thousands of yellow robes are pale with the door, which is a very obvious symptom of the exhaustion of the soul.
Blocking this blow, they don't know how long it will take to rebuild their strength. It is estimated that they only know it.
"Poetry rain, hard work." The figure of Long Yuxi appeared on the wall of the city, and he supported the crumbling Ling Shiyu: "Alright, hoe."
Ling Shiyu's face is pale, but her eyes are shining with a different light: "I am finally worse than you."
Long Yuxi smiled slightly: "Sister, I never said that you are worse than me."
"Sister." Hearing the ambiguous words of Long Yuxi, Ling Shiyu's pale face was slightly reddish: "But I always feel that I can't compare you..."
"Well, don't say this now, the situation is not optimistic, wait until the city is broken, you will run away first." Long Yuxi said slowly, his eyes turned to the distant devil's temple, the sixteen devils and the spirits Coalition.
"Xihecheng is also my home, I will fight against you with you." Ling Shiyu looked stubborn and had no compromise.
"Hey, stubborn girl, whatever you want." Long Yuxi looked at the fifteen demon who had been killed in this direction, and his hands were shaking with each other, apparently preparing to go into battle.
For these fifteen devils, Long Yuxi, Tang Yuchen and the Dragon family's purple-level powerhouses may not be their opponents.
But what can be done now? The strength of one's own side is really much worse than the other side.
"Do you want us to shoot?" After Yue Xia Nan, the thousands of purple-level strong people asked.
Yue Xia Nan smiled coldly and waved his hand: "No, you are watching."
In addition to these fifteen magic, there are still a thousand purple spirit soul teachers in Yue Xia Nan that have not yet started to move. It seems that this time Yue Xia Nan is determined to let the fifteen devils act as a thug.
No way, in order to ask the devil king to shoot these devils, Yue Xia Nan spent 160,000 kyanite, which sect is placed in this sect, it is definitely a pure profit for decades.
Yue Xia Nan received a lot of tributes from various factions in these years. Although the money can be spent, he does not want to waste.
"Yue Xia Nan, you even use the magic soul teacher, it seems that you really have no other tricks." Lan Yan could not help but ridicule.
Yue Xia Nan does not want to benefit from Lan Yan’s tongue:
As long as I can win, I don’t care.

Lan Yan’s heart secretly sucked a few air-conditioning: this guy, or the nose that was blown by their tears and noses.
There is such an idea in Lan Yan’s heart, and even the four people are not.
When the fifteen magic flies to the distance of about a kilometer in Xihe City, one person suddenly flies out of Xihe City, and hangs over the fifteen magical voices: "You fifteen daring rats, have no guts and You are a one-on-one in the Tang family, or you, the Tang family will let both of you work together."
"He is crazy." Yan Hanyu changed his face, and he couldn't wait to go up and bring this sly man back to his ear, but she knows that she can't do it now, because everyone's life and death may be pinned on Tang Yuchen. One person.
The fifteen devils looked at each other, and they all had a playful color on their faces: "I want to delay the time, hey, this means is too naive...but, since you are so bold, we don't mind letting the Tang family never stop. ""
The Tang family is the home of the famous strongman on the mainland, but this family is very weird. Each of their direct bloodlines has only one descendant who inherits the talents of their Tang family, and the rest of the blood is waste.
Like Tang Yuchen's generation, his father has several children, but only his boss has the same talent as his father. Other brothers can only progress to the yellow level.
Therefore, the fifteen demon kings are right to say this. As long as Tang Yuchen is dead, the Tang family will be essentially eliminated.
But now that Tang Yuchen does not stand up, who else can block the footsteps of these devils.
Of course, even if Tang Yuchen is standing up now, no one will believe that he can defeat the 18th Temple of the Devil's Temple, which has been famous for a long time on the mainland.
"I will come." A cold, sorcerer flew out and stood in front of the fifteen demon: "You can hold thirty rounds in my hand, even if you pass me, Before Ling Xiao came back, I would definitely not move Xihe City again."
Tang Yuchen’s Zhang Jun’s pretty beauty made the woman feel a self-satisfied face with a smile:
Well, don’t cry and cry out.

"Noisy." The voice of the thorns fell, and the figure has disappeared.
The thorn is the greatest assassin on the mainland, no one dares to ignore his assassination, but his battle is so bright and straight, almost everyone sees it for the first time.
As soon as the figure of the sorcerer disappeared, Tang Yuchen’s face immediately became extremely dignified, and the mental power was also released in an instant.
"Oh." After Tang Yuchen's spiritual search failed, a dagger who did not know where it came from flew behind Tang Yuchen.
Tang Yuchen turned his head slightly, slamming, the hair on his head was interrupted by the dagger, his hair was scattered, his face was covered, and he was not embarrassed.
"Haha." The other devils watching the battle were laughing loudly. For the little white face of Tang Yuchen, they had only endless pity and mockery.
The thorns are not directed at the heart of Tang Yuchen, or Tang Yuchen has already finished playing.
The assassin upset the hair, Tang Yuchen did not find the shadow of the thorns, such a strength gap, even those in Xihe City can not help but secretly sigh.
"One move, come again." Tang Yuchen did not feel embarrassed or afraid at all. Instead, he shouted with excitement. This made many people could not help but wonder if this Tang family was scared. It is.
"The second move." The voice of the thorns came from the front of Tang Yuchen, but his attack was launched from the rear, and a dagger flew directly to the back of Tang Yuchen's heart.
The dagger had already reached the back of Tang Yuchen, but Tang Yuchen did not respond at all, scared Yan Hanyu quickly turned his head to the side, could not bear to watch his love Lang blood splash on the spot.
"When." An extremely crisp voice sounded, and no one expected the first dagger to wear the heart. The dagger's dagger was only blocked by a purple light when it touched the back of Tang Yuchen's back, and bounced back.
"Purple heart mirror 铠." Looking at Tang Yuchen's body in the heart of the flashing mirror armor, the person who knows the goods immediately lost his voice.
Purple heart mirror 紫, purple-level body armor, able to withstand the self-explosive blow of the purple-level peak, the defense is first-class.
"Hey." Tang Yuchen looked sly and smiled: "The thorny boss, my armor is not bad, and then you should stop the twenty-eight strokes."
Looking at Tang Yuchen's mischievous smile like a child, everyone was sighing for a while.
"Yes, the people who died in my hands, some of the guys even wore two layers of armor." The cold voice of the thorny Nathan sounded again, and it was a dagger.
This time, the dagger's dagger directly stabbed the heart of Tang Yuchen.
Dangdang... It was only a second, an extremely dense metal handover sounded, and the dagger did not know how many stabs, and Tang Yuchen, who was in the middle of the air, retired a dozen steps.
"Fast speed." In the eyes of everyone, the dagger's dagger is simply not controlled by the human hand. In one second, the speed of the drop is almost no less than three hundred.
If Tang Yuchen did not have armor protection, his heart would not know how many times he was poked.
This is the case, Tang Yuchen was hit by a dagger in the same place, still suffered a lot of internal injuries, and a blood could not help but spray it out.
"Three strokes." Tang Yuchen took a sip of blood and stood up again.
"Come back, you will die like this." Unexpectedly, it is not Yan Hanyu who is making this scream, but Long Yuxi.
Long Yuxi knows the meaning of Tang Yuchen for Ling Xiao, how can she let Tang Yuchen have an accident in front of herself.
However, how could Tang Yuchen retreat at this time, he did not look at Long Yuxi, and shouted: "Tiger, come again."
"The fourth move is also the last move." The figure of the sorcerer came out of the void. In the other direction of the voice, the figure of the sorcerer finally emerged, holding the dagger in his hand and stabbing Tang Yu again. The heart of Chen’s back.
Hey, this time, the armor of Tang Yuchen did not play a role in body protection. The hand of the sorcerer even took the dagger and went straight through the heart of Tang Yuchen.
"Yu Chen." Yan Han screamed, but he couldn't help but hear a loud explosion.
While Tang Yuchen was stabbed in the thorns, the body actually exploded directly.