Chapter 459: Shake his head

Desert sand.
It's as cold as a knife.
Shen Zhenyi stood under the moon, expressionless, just like the of life and death of the referee.
Yan Feihong's heart was like a deep abyss.
After she ordered Yan to burn the incense for thousands of years and destroy the city gate, she fled hurriedly—this was in itself a plan by the orcs to burn the jade.
They were fleeing like dogs in the desert. Although they didn't say it on their lips, they knew what they were afraid of.
Nineteen foreign cities have no masters, and the only thing that scares them is Shen Sangong.
However, he also took his disciples on a spiritual journey. Shouldn't he care about their little shrimps?
When he found out, they should have gone far and returned to the organization's stronghold, then no one was afraid.
I did not expect that Shen Zhenyi would intercept at the intersection!
"Why did Shen Sangong make this statement?"
Yan Feihong gritted his teeth, biting his head and pretending to be confused.
"No need to pretend."
Shen Zhenyi's tone was faint, and his cold eyes swept across the two men, Wan Wannian and Yan Fei, "Now the fierce beasts siege the city, just in the time of the nineteen foreign city crisis, the two hurriedly behaved in harmony with the beast-hearted nature. I don't know where to go again? "
Yun Fei didn't believe the power of Shen Zhenyi. Now she was arrested and even more angry. She screamed, "Shen San, you are so imposing. Where are we going and how can we blame you?"
He was quite embarrassed in the Orc Heart organization. He served as a gatekeeper in the Nineteen Outer City, with a low position and weight. Everyone was kind to him by three points, and even fed his temper. Where has she ever seen Shen Zhenyi's ability?
Shen Zhenyi sighed and shook her head.
As soon as he glanced, he saw the blood spurting out of Yan Fei's throat, his eyes protruding, his eyes bewildering.
At a glance, Jian Yi killed.
Formless.
It is even unknown.
It was only Shen Zhenyi's heart that he arbitrarily reaped.
Seeing that he fell to the ground, the rest of the people were soulless.-Wan Wannian and Fei Fei are both undercover organizations of the orcish heart, sharing the position of nature, and they are not doing well in fashion, but they are not under Yan Feihong and others.
Who knows how to let everyone be frightened if they lose their lives without seeing each other.
If Wan Wannian's face is dead, thinking of himself several times, he would like to shoot at Shen Zhenyi, even more sweaty.
If he had shot at the beginning, don't wait until today, I'm afraid his bones are already ashes!
Yan Feihong smiled bitterly, knowing that he had no luck, "Since Shen Sangong already knows all about it, I won't wait for it, but the beast swept the world is a general trend, not just Shen Sangongzi alone can restore it. Below Huang Quan, We wait for my son to see you again. "
In today's seven-injured world, fierce beasts occupy the mainstream. In fact, humans just rely on several fine iron castles to resist and persist, and at most they are guarding a few isolated islands.
People of insight know that if we do not rise up, the human race will perish, but no one has the ability to reverse the trend.
Shen Zhenyi smiled lightly: "The book you said is also good."
Fighting of all races, no one is the eternal protagonist, he has also seen many places where human beings were enslaved by fierce beasts.
However, in the world of seven injuries, it is no longer possible.
"But I'm here."
I come, I see, I change.
Since Shen Sangong came to the Seven Injury World, no matter what the end of this world should be, it will inevitably change.
He was indifferent.
"What about you here?"
auzw.com Yan Feihong was agitated and angrily: "San Shengong, although you are far above us, don't be too confident! Don't say that you may not be able to set foot in the middle level of God and Man Even if you are really the fourth most important person in the world of God, in this world, you are just a trivial ant! "
"Do you know the masters of the major cities, at least the sixth most important practice of God's human realm?"
"Do you know that the orc is already a high-level god-human state!"
"Do you know Elder Xuantian City?"
"You know where the beast is, beyond limits!"
She spoke aloud, not afraid of death. "You can kill us as easily as you can, but they can only kill a dog if they kill you!"
"Don't talk about the future, let's say today, the beasts are attacking the city, and the jade is burned! I'll see how much skill you have to escape this catastrophe!"
The beast tide struck, sweeping everything.
If Shen Zhenyi ignored the people in the 19th city and escaped far away, there should be vitality, but if he was trapped in the beast, he was afraid that there would be more evil.
Yan Feihong's words were to provoke him to challenge the beast tide, and it was best to lose his life.
Only a smile appeared on Shen Zhenyi's face.
"Ferocious beasts attacking the city, I have sent my disciples to resist"
This is perhaps the best exercise for the three people, Chu Huoluo, Long Jun Zhu and Zi Ningjun.
"disciple?"
Yan Feihong sneered, did Shen Sangong want his disciples to die again?
"also"
Suddenly she felt in her heart that it was not the first time she felt this feeling. When Shen Zhenyi asked Chu Huoluo and the other three to deal with the concubine, she felt the same way.
But I did not expect that the three of Hu Huoluo defeated them cleanly.
Did Shen Zhenyi repeat the miracle this time?
Not impossible, never impossible!
Yan Feihong howled like a beast, and Shen Zhenyi showed pity on his face, only shaking his head slightly.
-Turn around and leave.
He didn't take another shot and didn't need to take another shot.
Just when Shen Zhenyi shook his head, Yan Feihong waited for five big crickets, plus a ten thousand years, six heads fell together, and the neck cavity was bloodless-we can see how fast this sword is.
"Shake your head."
"Shake your head and fall, shake your sword and fold."
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly, as if to explain the origin of swordsmanship for the dead, but probably they could not hear it anymore.
"This swordsmanship kills too much, and there is peace and harmony, but since you are incarnate and you are no longer human, then slaughtering with this swordsmanship is nothing."
He walked away, leaving only seven bodies behind him.
-Whether in the beastheart or in the human race, the status of these seven people is considered to be outstanding, but now they have died silently, no one knows, for fear that even a spray can't be turned up.
The hustle and bustle outside the city became louder and louder, Shen Zhenyi raised his ears and listened, smiled and nodded, and stepped lightly towards the three gates of heaven, earth and people.
At this time, the gates were fiercely fought.
Chu Huoluo, Zi Ningjun, and Long Jun Zhuo each took one, and unreservedly shot at all to cope with the impact of millions of fierce beasts.
Huh! Huh!
The sword is like a rainbow, the formation is changing, the ice poison spins, and the magnetism flashes.
The three have done their best this time since Yicheng.
The beasts were obstructed by their magical swordsmanship. Beyond the city gate, a towering blood wall was almost formed, but the beasts in the back continued to flow in.
The manpower is sometimes poor. How strong can the three of them be if they are strong?