Chapter 1738: Unpredictable!

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You Peng Zhen can't deal with the girl, the two of us can deal with it? He also killed others, maybe who killed them!
Jiangchuan and Kong Hui are not fools, they are very clear, and now it is no different from looking for death. Peng Zhen either wants to pull them back, or just wants to sacrifice them to get rid of their difficulties. No matter what the reason is, it is enough to lie.
Jiang Chuan and Kong Hui looked at each other, and immediately looked away, either looking up at the sky, or looking around, no one really wanted to take care of Peng. Seeing this, Peng Zhen's lungs were exploding, and he roared, "If you two bastards, if I die, do you think you can live? This girl is clearly avenging her brother. It ’s not just me who killed her brother! "
Bang Bang Bang
Peng Zhen's voice hadn't landed yet, but a series of bursts of sound rang out. Only the remaining twenty-two light shields burst into half in an instant, leaving only the eleven sides. The light flickered and tried to resist Wang Hui's sword light.
At this time, through the eleven-faced light shield, Peng Zhen seemed to have felt the sky-striking opportunity hidden in Wang Hui's sword light, and cold sweat almost merged into a stream, rushing across his face.
"Do you kneel or not!"
Wang Hui's figure was floating, looking at Peng Zhen from the top, the fairy sword in his hand was shining brilliantly, rendering her whole person sacred and extraordinary. Beneath her, Peng Zhen's hands twitched, the sword light on his head roared, and he shivered as if standing naked in the snow. The visual impact of this scene is terrifying enough to make everyone present remember it.
If Wang Hui was still not famous before, then this battle is her well-deserved battle of fame! Missing today, I believe that it won't take long for Wang Hui's name to be heard throughout the fairy court. What everyone does not know is that today is also the rebirth of the Siji Gate, and the starting point of the glorious era, commemorated by the Sijimen disciples who will spread all over the world!
"Bah! The gates of the four poles have been destroyed. Why do you stinky girl make me kneel?" Peng Zhen shouted, clenching his teeth.
"Who said the Siji Gate was destroyed? As long as the Siji Gate has a disciple alive, the Siji Gate will not be destroyed!" Peng Zhen poked Wang Hui's painful place again, and Wang Hui shouted angrily.
"Hahaha, you are just deceiving yourself! The mountain gates of Sijimen have been destroyed. In Xianting, the gate of Sijimen has been erased!"
"Okay! Since you don't want to kneel, go to die!"
Wang Hui was completely irritated. With the long hair flying in the dance room, ten of the remaining eleven light shields were cut off instantly. Seeing this, Peng Zhen quickly spurted a blood arrow and merged into the last light shield, barely resisting Wang Hui's sword light.
It's just that although Peng Zhen was struggling with encouragement, when Wang Huijianguang cut to the last light shield, he still didn't support it. While spraying blood, the whole person thumped and kneeled on the ground. It was only at this time that Peng Zhen realized that Wang Hui's combat power was higher than he had imagined. The sword light above his head was not as great as a majestic peak at this time, making him hard to breathe.
"Aren't you not kneeling? Now how do you kneel?" Wang Hui was still kind-hearted, and he didn't kill Peng Zhen in a hurry. At this moment, he slightly received a little effort and looked at Peng Zhen with sneer.
"How dare you dare to insult me ​​like this?" Peng Zhen's face at this time is more than just clearly revealed.
Being kneeled down on the ground by a little girl, it was a shame and shame for Peng Zhen. Moreover, under this large audience, all eyes are full of eyes, one can imagine that Peng Zhen was so angry. Looking at Wang Hui's eyes at this moment, he was about to burst into flames.
"Why don't I dare? In this world, only allow you to insult others?" Wang Hui replied coldly.
"Sister Hui, be careful behind you!" Wang Hui's words just fell to the ground, and there was a sudden exclaimation from Lun'er in his ear.
"Dog Day's Yuanhua old thief, dare you!" At the same time, Wang Qing's angry voice also rang.
When Wang Hui was wondering, a bit of chill came suddenly from the place nearly a foot behind him. Wang Hui's complexion changed instantly, and he rose up suddenly without thinking, and at the same time danced the blade madly, offering a blizzard-like sword and swept down.
"Smelly girl, today the old man will teach you what is Zunzhang!" It wasn't until Wang Hui's figure was lifted that Yuanhua's voice rang. At the same time, his voice was accompanied by the palms of the mountains and the sea, dense and dense, violent rain, with a monstrous momentum, chasing Wang Hui's body shape.
Although they are all third-grade true cents, Yuanhua's offensive is more than twice as powerful as Peng Zhen, not to mention the sneak attack. Wang Hui can't prevent it and can only respond hurriedly. The blizzard-like sword fell suddenly, and immediately entangled with the rain-like palm shadow. Between the strength of the collision, the poorly prepared Wang Hui finally ate a small loss, and a blood spewed out of his mouth, like a kite. Shake and fall!
"Well, Wang Hui is at a loss!" Xue Wenzheng whispered something to Wan Dong, his eyes widened nervously at this time.
There was a chill in Wandong's eyes, and he said lightly, "Is this the behavior of the last three strong men?"
"Yuanhua, you actually attacked a junior, do you still want this old face!" Lan Daozi first expressed anger, staring at Yuanhua with disdain.
"Landaozi, the food can be eaten indiscriminately, the words can't be arbitrarily! Which one of your eyes saw me sneak attack? I have said before to teach her how to be respected!"
"Shameless sophistry!" Lan Daozi's new understanding of Yuanhua's shameless bottom line is simply that there is no minimum, only lower!
Yuan Hua snorted coldly, and did not continue to argue with Lan Daozi. As soon as he did it, the more he argued, the more disadvantageous he was. Second, Wang Hui's performance surprised him. Yuanhua's sneak attack, Yuanhua can be said to be deliberate. In order to hit in one hit, Yuanhua even used Tai Xuanzong's heavy treasure phantom beads, which can suddenly double his body speed and quietly. He could suddenly find it difficult when he dived to only one foot away from Wang Hui.
Originally he thought that Wang Hui could be seriously injured, but the result was that Wang Hui was only slightly injured, how could he not be upset?
"Brother Yuan, this woman can't stay, she will be a victim of Xianting in the future!"
Yuan Hua's sudden shot freed Peng Zhen, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and it felt like he had made a trip from the ghost gate! Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Peng Zhen gave a hard sip and said to Chong Yuanhua fiercely, struggling to get up from the ground.
Although it did n’t take too long to kneel, the coercion that Wang Hui put on him was really terrible. For a short while, Peng Zhen only felt that his knees were about to break. Like pain.
However, when Peng Zhen was anxious to stand up, a palm was suddenly pressed on his shoulder, and immediately after a torrential pressure, he was kneeled down on the ground again. Just listening to the click, Peng Zhen's knees actually broke apart this time. The pain of the heart instantly hit Peng Zhen's body, leaving him with black eyes, and he almost didn't pass out on the spot.
"Who made you stand up, you should kneel obediently!"
Peng Zhen screamed and turned his head to look behind him. I saw Wan Dong standing behind him somehow, with a hand on his shoulder, his expression was indifferent.
"Are you a teenager with that girl?" Peng Zhen stopped crying and said, breathing coldly.
Wan Dong nodded his head lightly and said with a smile, "Good luck!"
"Fortunately, you are big! Go to hell!"
From a majestic Sanpin Zhenxian suddenly turned into a crippled knee, how can Peng Zhen accept such a drop? With a loud roar, Peng Zhen brought all his strength out of the body, rolled up a thunder-like strength, and thundered Wan Dong's chest fiercely.
In this spirit, Peng Zhen's heart-breaking hatred was full, and his power was exceptionally strong, which was beyond the cultivation of his third-grade Zhenxian. However, in the face of such a terrible offensive, Wan Dong did not change his appearance and remained immobile.
As if it were a wooden man, let Peng Zhen's palm chopped on his chest.
When Peng Zhen's palm fell on Wandong's chest, Xue Wen, Wang Qing, Qimeng Xuan, Lou Lan, Liu Zong, Ji Peng, Liu Xiang. Anyone who knew Wandong, all rounded his eyes. , Holding his breath.
It was a full blow by a third-grade true fairy, even if the person who made the steel was probably torn apart on the spot. The concern with Wan Dong is endless, and the enemy with Wan Dong is unprecedented excitement. In short, the atmosphere at this moment is extremely tense.
puff!
A blood arrow burst out of his mouth suddenly, but not from Wan Dong's mouth, but from Peng Zhen's mouth. At this moment, even those who don't know Wandong can't help but stay in a daze!
The beating was safe and sound, but the beating was spouting blood. Such a scene is a bit ridiculous!
But this is true! Peng Zhen blew out a arrow, and the whole person immediately languished. The two colors were pale, and only one kind of expression flashed in his eyes. That was fear!
Fang Cai, when he vented almost all his energy on Wandong, the energy was reversed after rotating around Wandong's body for a while, and the output was reversed, flowing directly into his palm. The body suddenly exploded, and in a short time, not only his internal organs were hit hard, but his whole body and veins were even broken by his own strength, even the Yuanfu and Daoji were not spared Covered with cracks, he almost blasted him into a waste!
That situation is really terrible, it is even more terrible than a nightmare!
What kind of people can have such terrible means? When Peng Zhen looked at Wan Dong again, he was afraid of being born from the heart!
At this time, Wan Dong was unstoppable, and his expression was terrible! Even his eyes were not on Peng Zhen at this time, as if the person who had just been hit by Peng Zhen was not him.
Such a Wandong is so unpredictable, as if he was holding it down is not a Sanpin true fairy who can row down the mountain, but just a weak, threatening baby.