Chapter 674, half stroke

Many people have seen the scene just now.
Li did not regret the inconsistency of words and deeds, so that some thoughtful people realized something, and more people felt disdainful about the ugly state of seeking for mercy before Li died.
Thousands of Chinese and Turkish warriors gathered here today to share their sorrows and ridicule the murderous madman, but the ugly state of Li’s remorse is tantamount to giving a slap in the face of everyone.
"Who else?"
Ding Hao stood in the tower and overlooked it.
Soon, there were a dozen people who boarded together and surrounded Ding Hao from all sides. They all wore filial piety, did not speak a word, shot a dead attack, and fired in the eyes. All of them used the same style of play.
Ding Hao's figure is like a duckweed in the rain, flickering.
Jianhong is like a dragon, no one can stop it.
In a twinkling of an eye, these dozens of people were once again slammed down, and the imprisoned ice smuggled into the body, unable to fight again, one by one hateful, but only cursed.
"I am fighting with you..."
Some people shouted, turned into a streamer rushing to Ding Hao, bursting with the sinister smoldering flame, like a small sun, like a crazy rushing over to hug Ding Hao, actually to blew himself with his own power. I want to go with Ding Hao.
Ding Hao did not look at it, and the backhand banged out.
The purple dragon gas screams like a dragon.
This man has not yet set foot on the tower, he was spurted by this big punch, and he flew out like a sandbag. He slammed into the ground and transported the sinful air to be blasted. Self-explosive, took a life.
"Devil, don't you not kill us, we will be grateful, I swear, as long as I have a sigh of relief, one day, I must kill you and avenge my father!"
This man is struggling to drink.
"Idiot." Ding Hao sneered, not at all.
Time has passed half an hour.
Another battle took place.
A total of 63 masters boarded the Yellow Crane Tower.
Among them, Nan Tianfeng, Ji Wushuang and others who had made a big speech before, even did not even have a move, they were shot by Ding Hao.
The difference in strength is really too far.
No matter whether it is one-on-one or one-man, but dozens of people are besieging at the same time, no one can hurt Ding Hao, and all of them are famous and powerful. In the end, all of them are defeated. Among these masters, there is no shortage of them. The strong man of the realm of the Emperor Wu, unfortunately, so far, no one seems to be able to catch Ding Hao positively.
Looking at this scene, countless people are chilling in the bottom of their hearts.
There is a very strange feeling. Ming Ming Ding Hao is not using high-level combat techniques. It is just a simple simple sword, but the ordinary moves are in his hands, but it seems to be able to turn rotten into magic, and it’s unstoppable. The power.
It is a bit unbelievable.
This comes from the murderous demon in the northern region. The strength is unpredictable. After a cruel wheel battle, no one can force his real strength. The more than 60 masters, in front of this murderous madman, simply Like a young child, it can't pose the slightest threat.
Many people have an illusion in their hearts.
If you don't talk about the cruel blood case before the abandonment, then the Tsing Yi teenager under the blue and black night sky gives a kind of extraordinary beauty and graceful appearance, especially the kind of enemies. Calm and calm, uncomfortable, is simply convincing, just like a generation of martial arts masters.
It’s just this temperament, the people present, no one can compare.
Countless people are sorry, but unfortunately, such a stunning genius as a dragon among people is why it is a morally corrupt murderous madman?
Among the crowds, a lot of girls who started their loved ones were heart-warming at this moment.
That is the handsome figure of the towering tower, the independence of the world, the temperament of the tens of thousands of people overlooking the enemy, talking and laughing, and the image of the white horse prince in their countless nightmare!
Is there really such a turbidity in the world?
Although I know that it is a murderous madman, but still can not control the indescribable instigation in their hearts, the figure of Tsing Yi as jade, deeply engraved in this moment in countless Fanghua Zhengmao Girl's heart.
at this time--
"Ha ha ha, a good invincible posture, a sword light stunned, a murderous madman Ding Hao, is indeed a dragon among people, I heard that you defeated a sword in the white king, and I came to teach!"
Among the big laughter, a figure suddenly appeared in the tower of the Yellow Crane Tower.
He is thin and thin, wearing a black coat, carrying a black embroidered silk bag, and the momentum is tempting. In the future, like a sharp black rifle, countless black cyclones visible in the naked eye, whirl around his body, even the light Distorted.
This is a real master.
It is the most terrifying of all the people who boarded the Yellow Crane Tower tonight.
The young man in black appeared, and caused a burst of exclamation and cheers.
Among the following crowds, someone recognized his identity and shouted his name. The originally silent crowd seemed to have seen the hope of defeating Ding Hao and re-emerged.
"Ding brother, we met again." The young man in black smiled.
This is Ding Hao's acquaintance.
On the night of Chucheng, among the golden ships above the Chu River, this young man was one of the five people who finally got into the back seat of the Tiange. At that time, he showed his strength, a double-pointed black pistol, and was scared away. Many competitors, and [White King] Wang Xian, one of the black and white, is impressive.
"You come to me to take revenge?" Ding Hao no expression.
The young man in black smiled and said: "No, Jin Jinwen did not have friends and relatives killed by you, no hatred."
"Oh, then you saw me killing with your own eyes?" Ding Hao's tone, with a hint of teasing.
The young man in black, Jin Jinwen shook his head and said: "No, I am walking in the wilderness states these days, busy with cultivation, and I have never seen you kill."
Ding Hao nodded and said: "Why did you show up?"
Jin Jinwen untiedly untied the black embroidered silk bag from the back, took out the three weapons, and quickly assembled it into a two-meter-long black double-headed gun, held in the hand, gently shocked, double-pointed, The void formed a vortex on both sides of the gun tip, and there was a sound of dragons and screams.
"I heard that Ding brother defeated [White King] with a sword, and he was named after him. He was praised by the martial arts fellow [Black Gun King], so today I will teach you the sword of Ding Xiong." Jin Jinwen pointed his gun and smiled. tunnel.
Ding Hao's mouth, revealing a trace of disdain: "You will pick the time and place."
A touch of color, flashed away on the face of Jin Jinwen.
If it is a true warrior master, it will definitely not pick such a timing and place to challenge the test. After all, Ding Hao has experienced dozens of wheel battles, and he has only appeared in the show, clearly in the danger of swearing.
Whatever you think, only Jin Jinwen himself knows.
But Ding Hao can be sure that he will never be as generous and just as it is on the surface.
A hypocrite.
Ding Hao immediately defined him.
"You and [White King] are in the same name. I know that I am defeating him in a stroke. I dare to challenge. I should have some cuddling. However, I don’t like your hypocritical face. I defeated [White King] on the same day. I am going to beat you today, I only use half a move."
Ding Hao slowly put away the long sword and disdain the tunnel.
On the face of Jin Wenwen, the color of shyness flashed away.
The gun was shocked, and the tip of the gun pointed to Ding Hao's eyebrows. He sneered: "I can't help but see how you beat me."
Between his eyebrows, the murderous movement.
"Look at the gun!"
A little cold star hit, and then shot like a dragon.
Ding Hao does not evade.
He took a deep breath, his right fist slowly lifted, his fists up, his elbows and his arms, slowly clenching his fists to his right waist, a purple airflow visible to the naked eye, condensed like a whirlwind on his fist. .
Twenty mysterious purple light groups flashed behind him, and the sound of the dragon's voice broke out. A huge purple dragon's shadow appeared in the back of Ding Hao. It was as vivid as a purple light, and the dragon was mighty. The breath of horror is like a real dragon appearing behind Ding Hao, protecting him in general.
This magical illusion makes everyone feel excited.
"What kind of combat skills is that terrible..."
"Dragons and dragons protect the body, is it that the gods do not work?"
"Is he finally going to use any magical skills?"
"Twenty purple light groups seem to be some kind of supreme inscriptions. This kind of power is really terrible. Isn't this murderer, what kind of martial law is to be used? Is he really strong enough?"
Around the Yellow Crane Tower, a piece of air screamed and sighed.
Tatar.
The face of Jin Jinwen is also a big change.
Actually such a powerful combat skill, what should Ding Hao do?
Such an imposing manner, I am afraid that it is really difficult to block.
The next moment, he bit his teeth, and finally made some determination, biting a black pill under the tip of his tongue, suddenly a strange force spread in his body veins, infiltrated into the limbs, silky The black mist, constantly overflowing from the pores of his body.
"Black Devil Shooting!"
苟金文大喝.
The black pike that stabbed out suddenly changed, and the illusion made a column of black mist. The momentum soared dozens of times, and there were all kinds of mourning sounds coming from inside.
"It really has weirdness."
Ding Hao is not shocked and happy.
Because of what I was waiting for, I finally showed up.
The black mist that permeates the body of the 苟金文 is like a thick ink, full of evil spirits.
This clearly shows that in the battle of Jincheng, the black fog that chased the golden scorpion after the explosion of the golden ship was exactly the same. Although there is nothing on the surface, the real strong will be found in the close sense. This black mist is actually a kind of alienated monster.
Behind the scenes, there is finally a clue.
This is all right.
The next moment, his long-awaited punch, finally slowly pressed out.