Chapter 1009: Venerable

Ding!
　　The black whip hit the knife light under almost impossible circumstances, the tail end of the whip touched the blade, and it separated in a moment, and the dragonfly spotted water. The knife exploded, shattered into thousands of pieces, and shot in all directions at a speed that was hard to see.
Puff puff……
　　 The black-faced looked at the blood hole emerging from his body in disbelief, like a sieve. The body rushed forward for more than ten steps before falling down softly. His eyes were wide and he was dead. He can't accept this result. With his current strength, he can fight a dozen tricks with the fourth-level Warcraft even if he is injured, but a Daotong, who kills him in seconds, is very unwilling.
　　 died together with hundreds of peace soldiers who rushed up. The blood holes in twos and threes were caused by the fragments of the knife.
　　Dao Tong did not look like the black-faced god, the whip suddenly straightened, turned into a spear, and hit the hammer.
　　 Peng!
　　 The voice is so dull, the waves spread, everyone feels depressed and uncomfortable. Tong Xiaoru, who was directly facing him, was struck by lightning, and Hunyuan hammer flew out of his hand. A pair of tigers mouth was bloody, and his upper body was numb, without any consciousness. His rich combat experience made him retreat for the first time, but the thought just rose and his heart was cold. He looked down and saw that a black snake whip like a spirit snake was drawn from the body lightning, blood spewed out, and his strength followed. The blood flows and the tide disappears.
　　In the blink of an eye, the two core forces of the Ping An team died, but Daotong seemed to have done a trivial trivial matter. He breathed a sigh of relief, and breathed out.
　　 Daotong suddenly jumped off the carriage and took the initiative to step forward. The whip is heavy and ever-changing, making it difficult to tell which one is true and which one is false. The first bad luck is the mushroom. He ventured and hit an empty one. Daotong passed by him, and the whip turned into a peerless sword, cutting off his head, like cutting fruit. Next came Shi Niu and Huang Niu, not the two rushed too fast, but Dao Tong just rushed in their direction.
　　Nie Pohu continued to shoot arrows, and could not stop Dao Tong from killing. One person had his head cut off, and the other had his heart pierced. Nie Pohu's pair of tiger eyes almost spewed out fire, and he was rarely so angry.
　　 "People below the gold level retreat!" Tang Dingdong's powder face is shameful, she is angry than anyone else, the Ping An Warrior is almost brought out by her hand, and hundreds of them are hanging at once, and her heart is bleeding. But she knows that the enemy is powerful, and it is not time to act with enthusiasm at this moment, she must remain calm.
Tang Dingdong’s orders were terrified in a timely manner, but Daotong’s speed was too fast. The three faces of No Face, Xiangtuo Xiangzi and Xu Banxian all flashed by him at a marvelous pace, killing more than a dozen silver peaks in a row The master was re-surrounded.
　　 "Give me back!" The heavy footsteps sounded like drumming, the long belated fat dragon was still running, two slaps slapped, and a blast wave turned into a shocking weather shot.
　　In an instant, the earth shattered, the void was twisted, and a storm appeared out of thin air.
No face, Xiangzi Xiangzi, Xu Banxian, Tang Dingdong and others have already avoided it when they saw the fat dragon. They all knew the strength of the fat dragon, and it was so big. The point is that it can not be well controlled. Careful injury. But Daotong doesn't know. At Daotong's speed, if he wants to avoid it, it is still unknown whether the fat dragon can hit him.
　　However, Daotong was not afraid when he saw Fat Long shot. But the next second, his face changed. What did he face? Level 6 Warcraft? Or is it Level 7 Warcraft?
He never imagined that a person's power can be so great that he has no resistance at all, just like a cricket shaking a tree, a straight whip bends momentarily, and an unexplainable power is passed on. The whip is a soft object. Not conducive to transmitting power. When the insignificant power was transmitted to Daotong, he didn't know how much was left. Even so, it was not something he could resist.
　　Broken his arms, and people flew out.
　　Hanmang appeared at first glance, just like a fairy flying out of the sky, and like lightning breaking through the sky, almost to the extreme. When the remaining light swept to the knife, the dagger had touched the skin and wiped the throat. After waiting for a long time, Lu Yan finally shot and was killed.
　　Everyone thinks that when Dao Tong is unable to escape, the mutation suddenly emerges.
　　Boom
　　 The carriage exploded, and the broken Duanmu, cloth, and bead curtains shot in all directions, with terrible energy, and Xu Banxian, Faceless, and Camel Xiangzi rushing up
Upon seeing this, his face changed dramatically, and he retreated like an electric shock.
　　 A slightly old and thin hand appeared, grabbed the dagger abruptly, and held it between the index finger and the middle finger, with no signs. On these two fingers, there is no fear of the sharp edge of platinum.
　　Lu Yan never left behind, and he moved forward, and he won both. The strength is enough to pierce the shield of the silverware level, but this power is easily blocked by the two fingers. She exhausted all the strength of the body and could not shake it.
　　 Two fingers are like steel iron hoops, welding the dagger to death.
Chill rose from Lu Yan's heart. She always believed that the dagger was life. For the first time, she had the idea of ​​giving up the dagger, but before she could take action in the future, she saw a face, a terrible and unforgettable face. .
　　 The left side is red as blood, full and plump, and the right side is dry and black, just like the shed eggplant, or the cracked bark, with the bridge of the nose as the center line, evenly distributed. Seeing such a face in vain reminds people of heaven and in an instant. This face smiled at Lu Yan.
　　 The face on the left smiled like the grandfather next door, friendly and kind, and the right was somber and dry, the two different atmospheres were opposite and merged, and Lu Yan's brain burst into a daze.
After 　　, Lu Yan didn't know what happened~EbookFREE.me~ When she was sober again, she had been kicked out of "World of Warcraft", weak and uncomfortable, she was so kind of feeling, hung up.
　　 "You die for me!" Fei Long saw Lu Yan being pierced into the chest with a palm, and he was furious, punching into the sky, and slammed into the venerable Venerable of the Blood Clothing. Normal people see this face and are either frightened or lost. Like Lu Yan and Fatty Dragon, he is born with a simple nature and does not have these concepts in his mind. Ku Rong Dafa, who has been practicing hard with respect to Ku Rong, has no effect on Fat Dragon.
　　Xu Banxian, No Face, Xiangzi Xiangzi, even Nie Pohu, who was farthest away, were affected and could not shoot for the first time, except that the Fatty Dragon knew nothing about it and lightning shot.
　　 Sovereign Lord Ku Rong knew what he was doing when he took the punch, but he changed his tempo, from hard block to resolution, and in a matter of moments, he retreated from the trend, and then retreated, the conversion was extremely smooth.
　　 Venerable King Kui retired himself, but forgot the Daotong who drove. The wind blows through the Daotong. The Daotong's body exploded, and even the screams were too late to send out. Most of the minced meat fell in the blasted pit.
　　The clothing teaching is from selfishness. Whether Venerable Kun Rong has forgotten Daotong or just not to let himself be involved in danger, only he himself knows. However, Daotong was killed and he looked bad.
　　 "You all should go to hell!" Venerable Ku Rong's voice has no affection, spreading all over Shino, making everyone cold all over. The expert several kilometers away couldn't help but listen to this voice, his hair was standing upright, secretly shocking the horror of Venerable King Wong. The sound alone can already capture people's ambitions. I really don't know how terrible he would be.