Chapter 159: War Wu Zong

"What did you say? Cloud will come back and kill me? Isn't Yun Shaocheng the owner of Yanwucheng?" The Wu Zong volley used Yuan Li to pull the neck of dream dance, and said: "Your city owner killed Yan Yangjie. Young master, sin and nine people! It seems that you have a relationship with him, then I will kill you first."

His voice fell, the power in his hand was loose, and the dream dance suddenly fell from the air. There was an indifferent look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a cockroach, gently raising his hand, and slashing his knife.
"No!"
From the city, the sound of screams of dreams and tears broke through the clouds.
"Too virtual sky, treasure, condensate!"
Li Yunqi’s Tiger King’s chariot whistling, and he squeezed his hand with a single hand. A few rays of light came from the palm of his hand and flew into the sky above the square, igniting the virtual sky. Seeing that the knife sniper was about to fall on the dream dance body, suddenly a volcanic glow appeared in the volley, turned into a lotus leaf, gathered in front of the dream dance to block the sniper.
"Boom!"
In front of the dream dance, a ray of light bursts, slamming the force of the penetrating method, and the momentum is not reduced. It is still slamming on the dream dance, bursting a blood in the air, her body is like a broken kite falling down. A long blood line floated in the air.
Li Yun’s body trembled, and the pupil suddenly shrank and suddenly enlarged. He shouted:
The beast, give me to die!
His direct driver, the Tiger King, crashed into the past.
"Booming!"
More than 30 floating warships rolled in and soon surrounded the Wuzong. The attack of Qingguang was launched from the chariot and rushed to the Wuzong.
That Wuzong’s face changed, but he still said slowly:
I am the old parent of Yangyang, Yangyang, who is the city of Yanwucheng, give me a death!
The task he came to is to capture Li Yunhao. Going back to the family to suffer from tens of thousands of knives, otherwise it will not be so nonsense.
For the attack of the sky, Xiang Yangkun did not seem to care. He slammed a golden light and shrouded his body, letting the blue light come. The attack of these floating chariots seemed to him to be scratching, but the attack of the Tiger King chariot made him care.
"Boom!"
Li Yunqi’s driver, the Tiger King’s chariot, rushed up and slammed into it. Xiangyang Kunsi did not avoid it, and his hands pushed flat. He shot directly at the front end of the chariot. His body was slid in the air for dozens of meters, and he was able to stop the impact of the chariot.
"Who are you the city owners?!" Yan Yangkun's face showed a hint of anger, and said: "If I don't say anything, I will kill all!"
In fact, he has already paid attention to the whole killing. The more than 30 chariots are really amazing. Not to mention how Yanwu City has such a large number of fighters, if you get it all back, it is definitely a great achievement!
"I kill your sister! Purple gas is coming, Dingzhen Qiankun!"
Li Yunqi rushed out from the chariot, and the five elements of Dading instantly turned into mountains, and a piece of purple covered the sky, such as the meteorite landing.
"This is...", Xiangyang Kun stunned, and then horrified: "Five tripods! It turned out to be the lost five tripods of Zhou family! You even killed the Zhou family!"
His eyes were unbelievable, and then the face was exposed to the hustle and bustle, killing the violent violent, "killing my Xiangyang family, killing the family, killing the Zhou family! No one in the world has saved you! I am today." Grab it, and then kill the people in the city!"
Xiangyang Kun was swayed into five fingers and went to the five elements. This is a good baby. As long as you kill these people, no one knows that you have taken it. And Li Yunxiao’s attack on this purple trip was just a child’s play before his eyes.
"Catch your sister! But your sister! Those who dare to kill me in Yanwucheng, today is not only you, I want to remove the entire Xiangyang home from the mainland! Shushu, the soul!"
Li Yunqi was completely crazy. From the bottom, he could not feel the life of dream dance. His eyes turned into a crescent moon. The spirit of the attack attacked from the eyes and burst out in the air. It is like a wave of water.
Xiangyang Kun suddenly trembled in his mind, like a martial knife to penetrate his knowledge of the sea, straight into the soul. He yelled at the loud voice: "Soul attack? You will actually attack the soul, what the are you?!"
"I am your ancestor! Dajin Jinguangjian, condensate!"
Wan Dao Jin Mang is condensed in the air, gathered into a golden sword, with a boundless momentum, falling down from the sky!
Yan Yangkun only felt that the powerful spiritual power in his mind was rushing into the unscrupulous madness, violently holding his head in his hands and shouting loudly in the air. Suddenly all the defenses of the whole body were opened, and the power of the attack of those chariots suddenly slammed, and the golden sword condensed by the Dajin Jinguangjian array fell from the sky, and a powerful golden light suddenly bloomed in the air like a flower.
Everyone is ecstatic in the eyes, so a powerful attack, even Wu Zong can not afford it?
However, Li Yunxuan did not relax in his face. It was already pale, but the attack in the eyes was not reduced, and the crazy overdraft was mental. If there is a bounded monument, he can support it for a while, but now it is completely at a loss.
As the golden light faded away, I saw that Yang Yangkun’s figure gradually appeared. Although the clothes were broken, it seemed a bit embarrassing, but people could not see how much damage they received.
"There is a lot of money, not yet!"
Li Yunqi suddenly sighed, and the last spiritual force blew out without reservation. After receiving the bombardment of more than 30 chariots, Yan Yangkun was once again smashed by the Dajin Jinguangjian. At the moment, Li Yunqi’s last fierce soul came and finally made him feel shocked and forbearing again. I can't stop the blood from squirting out.
"Ugh!"
Suddenly I heard a lot of sighs of money, and it seemed extremely reluctant, but others still moved. Everyone only felt that the golden light flashed in front of him. Suddenly a huge sum of money was erected in the air. Several flashes actually overlapped with the position of Yan Yangkun. The next moment, he found that Xiangyang Kun was trapped in the eyes of the money.
"This is... you are..."
Xiangyang Kun was shocked and felt that the tremendous power of this money not only bound his body, but also had a certain blockade on power. It was by no means a simple metaphor. He only thought that the money was very familiar, as if he had heard such a mystery, but he could not remember it for a while.
"Money is falling, the wind is unparalleled!"
A lot of money snorted, and suddenly a mysterious moon appeared on his body, and the whole person seemed to walk on the moon. He slammed his hand a little, and the moon-shaped mystery crossed a few trajectories around him, directly smashing through the sky.
"A group of ants also want to kill me, it is a big joke!"
Yan Yangkun was completely irritated. From the beginning to the present, he has not been shot once and fell into a situation of passive beating. Even the bombardment of more than 30 chariots has not been seen in the eyes, but the mind that was shocked by the horrible spirit attack has been damaged. Now it is an attack that makes him feel terrible. He completely put away the contempt and angered.
"A group of ants, let you know the majesty of Wu Zong, it is not offensive!"
Although he was difficult to move with money, he still had a burst of black gas, and he said: "Wu Yihua, ghost kill!"
The black gas suddenly condensed, dark as ink, turned into a ghost head in the air, and violently bite away toward the moon-shaped metaphysical. In the surrounding area of ​​Xiangyangkun, it seems to be a ghostly ghost, and there is a constant black scent.
The moon-shaped squadron was bitten by the ghost head, and suddenly it burst into a huge light. It was like a moonlight, and the whole sky was a light color. All the ghosts immediately turned into black gas and dissipated. . In the moonlight, there is a faint light of glory.
"What? What is this martial arts?!"
Yan Yangkun was shocked, and this month contained a breath that even he felt very dangerous. If it was used as a target, it would be almost the same! He slammed a sigh of relief, opened his mouth and spurted a clear light, and yelled: "Yuan Yuzhu!"
A small cyan bead was sprayed out by him, directly shocking the surrounding air, piercing a vacuum passage, and slamming into the moon! This Yuanzhuzhu is his second life-saving card ~EbookFREE.me~ The second fifth-order metaphysical refining, as long as the infuriating and consciousness is still there, can be displayed. If you are not tied with your hands and feet, you don't need to use this bead.
"Boom!"
Yuan Zhenzhu bombarded on the blade of the New Moon, two pieces of Xuan Bing under the impact, as if the space has stagnated, a green and yellow color shines, and swallowed each other. Soon Yuan Zhenzhu made a "squeaky" sound, and a little bit of debris drifted from the beads. The whole Yuanzhuzhu was covered with crepe lines in an instant, and it was turned into a number of shards. The fluorescent dots were scattered in the air.
The power of the New Moon has also been suppressed. The moon-shaped fighters with a lot of money seem to be spiritually reduced, and fly back in the air.
Yan Yangkun was shocked and angry. But when he first became a king of Wu, he became a mystery of refining. He knew no more than one hand. He used it almost never. He thought that he would break it directly without thinking of a shot. . He madly poured the infuriating into the limbs and violently spread the huge money that tied him.
Just then, suddenly a huge illusion appeared on his body. Xiangyang Kun was shocked. I saw that the purple Ding on the top had recovered to its normal size, but it was running wildly. The purple atmosphere of the road came out, and the clouds in the sky were all dyed purple. More exaggerated is that under the purple Ding, a virtual shadow of Dading will cover itself, it seems to be trapped.
"Hey, how can you drive the fifth-order fighter? Only the repair of the martial artist Yufeng, even if you give the nine-order fighter is no good!" Yan Yangkun saw Li Yunqi driving the purple tripod, suddenly a heart loosened, Desperately gathering strength, the money on the other side began to make a fierce scream under the impact of his power.