Chapter 1390: Yue Wuwei who wants to beat people

go!

"Flee."
"He has been enchanted!"
Many people, strange animals, are panicked.
The courage must be scared.
"God."
Chu leaned against the big eyes.
For the first time, she saw such a terrible Zhang Han, which was terrifying.
"Master, the great devil, finally came out!"
Mu Xue's nephew is full of worship, the whole body is soft, the kind of awe, Jane is in the bones, watching Zhang Han at this moment, just like watching the gods.
"No, is he okay?"
Zhang Mu, Zhang Guangyou, Rong Jiali and others have some guilty conscience.
This is too fierce.
Especially the sound, it sounds like a demon under the abyss.
Not like a personal class.
A cold sweat, almost tens of thousands of people rushing down the head.
Including those famous sons of Tianjiao.
The illusionist Prince, pale: "Is he still a human?"
"No, no! He is a demon, he is a magic repair!" Dai Qiaotian rushed.
"Where can anyone stop him?"
No one dares to confront each other.
Wanshan Hall, the soul of the hand, he clearly felt that the sweat on his cheeks was slowly flowing, making his face slightly itchy. He wanted to raise his arms and wipe the sweat, but he did not dare to move. The next second, the horrible figure, because of his own movement, appeared behind him, gently patted his shoulder and said: "It's too noisy."
This group of Tianjiao, can not be scared.
"Formed into a battle!"
Jinchuan screamed.
The sound spreads and everyone is returned.
Hey!
The ranks of the Terran are in chaos.
They have gathered into dozens of squares to display various defensive secrets.
Several elders, and a lot of guardianship, are in front of the team and are waiting.
Hey, hey, hey!
The muffled sound suddenly appeared in the crowd.
hiss!
He is coming again!
Hey!
Many people turned their heads and saw what they saw as Jinchuan.
The elder of Wanshan Temple, the most talked about.
The person who wants to get the treasure most.
He was scared at this time, and he did not dare to move.
On his shoulders.
One palm suddenly flashed.
"He, he is coming!"
"No, no, don't! Don't do it!"
Some elders exclaimed: "We are both human and should be united with love."
The person who shouted was Wu Shengyuan, the best person in the relationship with the elder who had died before. The two of them also said a lot of words and methods.
At this time, he used the human righteousness to open his mouth and tried to save Jinchuan’s life.
Jinchuan is not dead, other people will be safe.
"Zhang Hanyang! The human race is small, we should not have disputes within us, the seven wild areas, the three major sects, the major forces, all have mutual love, do not want to do so, please please quickly close."
The elder's ‘really reveals’ shouts.
Even his eyes are red, and his voice is lamented:
"The Terran has been oppressed for a long time, and we are expecting that there will be such people appearing to save the people!"
So affectionate.
Even other elders, who are fretting in their hearts, want to join the persuading team.
"noisy!"
"Noisy!"
"Too noisy!"
The first two sentences sounded behind Jinchuan.
The last sentence, but it sounded behind the elder who was opening.
hiss!
The elder sucked in the air and his heart was cold.
Finished?
Died in a mouthful?
"Human, big right, to me, why?"
A low, hoarse voice rang in the ear of the elder.
Nourish!
Immediately, he felt the pain of tearing.
The body was cold, it seemed to be numb, and there was no consciousness.
Look down.
My own body, turned into a faint mist.
Wandering in the wind.
He gently came and walked gently, leaving a faint black mist and taking away the life of the elder.
Bang!
It’s like a blue sky.
He is in the heart of the remaining elders.
They are confused and frightened.
I don’t dare to move, I can’t say it.
Especially Jinchuan, his face is white, he feels that he will be turned into a flying cigarette in the next second.
It can be a mist, in another direction, floating up.
The giant python, spit a serpent in the last second, and the next second, it fell.
The giant Dai people, the first one suffered.
The hordes of giant pythons turned into a faint black fog.
"Escape, run away!"
The army of alien animals was completely chaotic.
"Come here."
"Own people, don't kill yourself."
The white dog two kings were also scared, and they hurriedly shouted to several ethnic groups with good relations.
The same is true of the Yi people.
So several big families, rushing to the white dog two kings.
I didn’t know how many houses were broken along the way.
Even in many houses, the dark ghosts have just reborn.
The beast that was maddened was killed in a ruinous posture.
Chaos.
The scene was completely messed up.
There are more and more places where black fog is floating.
Fallen beasts, several straight up.
In addition to running to the white dog side, there are a few other families who escaped in the opposite direction.
Others, about 9,500 different animals.
The Ministry of Death.
"He, he and him, he killed crazy!"
"How to do?"
"I don't want to die."
Prince of Wind: "I don't want to die, will he stop?"
Jun Jun: "He is a devil, an unprecedented devil, if I can survive today..."
Numerous figures representing death can be seen everywhere on the field. At first glance, there are hundreds of them.
But those virtual shadows are disappearing one by one.
"He didn't move people."
"Don't kill us, hahaha, he still has reason."
"Great, after all, we are human."
"For the sake of the human righteousness, he will not do it." There is a law of protection: "The same people are human races. He is willing to slaughter Tianjiao disciples. If someone is alive to go out and bring back news, how can he step in the human race from now on?"
"Yes, he is strong, but he is not an opponent of the ridiculous dragon, and there are stars and brass real people."
"I hope he can become the fourth biggest man and become a human leader."
"He is too strong, this is the joy of the human race."
The arguments have increased, and the rest of the life is always happy.
"call......"
Jinchuan’s long exhalation.
Life, it is saved.
.
Just where is he?
Jinchuan’s gaze was looked around, and he couldn’t see the figure, and his heart was uneasy.
"I don't know," the illusion of the old man just opened.
Hey, hey, hey!
The familiar muffled sound was once again spread.
This voice represents...
"he came!"
Hey!
Everyone has big eyes.
As if the breathing stopped, look around.
I saw the face of Jinchuan, and it was pale again.
On his shoulder, the palm of his hand suddenly appeared and disappeared.
The low hoarse sounds from the ears of Jinchuan:
"Is looking for me?"
"I am, big brother, don't kill me." Jinchuan wants to cry, and his face is begging.
Hey!
The next second, he clearly saw a punch and broke his chest.
Oh la la!
It seems to be a slight flame.
His body, at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into a thin black mist.
"I'm dead?"
The last thought in Jinchuan’s mind.
Originally, the body dissipated, and Yuan Ying escaped. There is still a way to return.
Can be dissipated, inside and outside, Yuan Ying, meridians, blood, flesh, do nothing.
The audience is watching.
Jinchuan, death.
"noisy!"
"They are too noisy."
The low voices scared them.
"How to do?"
This is another question.
He didn't stop!
The human race, in his eyes, seems to have no bit of status.
"Don't you be afraid?"
Wu Shengyuan, a middle-aged old man, said: "The Tujia people, there will be no place for the human race in the future! We..."
Oh!
The words are not finished yet.
He turned into black fog and drifted with the wind.
"noisy!"
"Too noisy!"
Repeated the words many times.
People are all over the ice.
"He still wants to kill!"
"Flee away, you can't stop it, run away!"
"Wind Prince!"
"Dai Wentian."
"Let's go."
The illusion of the old man is a move, he swears that this is the fastest speed in his life.
Going to the crowd and swearing.
The illusionary disciples smashed.
Escape from all directions.
The square matrix can't exist at all.
The whole team was completely chaotic.
The elders of the illusion of the old man, on the way to escape, a disciple of Wanshan Temple shouted:
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
boom!
The whole person instantly became a black fog.
I can't see the trace of the shot, I can't feel the direction of his existence.
It seems that there is no ghost of the void.
The magic is powerful and invincible.
Who can block this magic?
The illusion of the old man is a bit aggressive.
On the way to the forward flight, my heart was cold.
I don't know when I will have an accident. Maybe next second, I will die.
This feeling is too depressed.
Hey!
The Terran army is like a smashed horse cell, flying rapidly in all directions.
At this time, who still remembers the treasures in the magic cave?
Being able to die is the best result.
The black fog drifting around.
It seems like a flying war.
This is a one-sided slaughter.
Many people are crazy about it:
"He is the devil! He is the devil!"
"I don't want to die!"
The number of people who can be degraded has risen sharply.
One thousand, two thousand, three thousand, four thousand... seven thousand, eight thousand!
At this time, Yue Wuwei sighed gently.
There is no dark phoenix soul that is shivering.
Instead, I left the enchantment.
boom!
As a result, he hit it and blocked him.
Ok?
Give your face?
Yue Wuwei’s eyes trembled.
The right hand punches and slams down.
Rumble!
The whole enchantment was trembled.
Let Yue Wuwei be a bit surprised.
The strength of the enchantment seems to be ok.
It is not difficult to see from here that Zhang Han’s hand-to-neck enchantment was very powerful.
Nourish!
Yue Wuwei’s idea of ​​fretting, in the place just under boxing, the weakest point, tearing open.
Come out.
His powerful knowledge turned into an energy breeze and boasted the battlefield.
"Almost." Yue Wuwei said.
He can see it, Zhang Han, the kid, on the edge of the magic, can keep his mind clear, but it becomes extremely cold-blooded.
According to this situation, for another minute, those people are also dead.
Yue Wuwei is watching the situation from beginning to end.
Some people are full of greed, and some people are extremely greedy.
But there are also innocent people.
After thinking about it, I still left some Tianjiao disciples to the seven wild people.
Yue Wuwei stood up.
"Poor, no, much, is it?"
Each word is transmitted from all directions, accompanied by several figures of Zhang Han.
It seems to be a avatar.
When the last word fell, Zhang Han’s right hand was holding a man’s neck.
Hey!
The man turned into a faint black fog.
brush!
Zhang Han slowly turned around, his dark eyes, looking at Yue Wuwei, his mouth raised a smile:
"Yue Lao, fight one?"
"Oh? Very confident, young man." Yue Wuwei touched his beard and his eyes were slightly stunned.
There is a bit of speculation about Zhang Han's situation, but it is not clear.
It seems that he should be tortured by some kind of power?
Magic repair, not good.
"Is it still uncomfortable?" Yue Wuwei asked.
"Alright, it is very noisy, um, especially noisy." Zhang Han answered the word one sentence.
These two conversations.
Let everyone outside the city feel a little dizzy.
There are also some concerns.
Because Zhang Han at this time, very ferocious.
"Is there a fire, can not vent?" Yue Wuwei asked the mouth again, the voice is very big, it seems to want to say to people outside the city to listen.
"Hehehe." Zhang Han reacted very quickly, and couldn't help but laugh at this time.
With a faint smile, the voice is still very low and hoarse. In normal times, it may be very easy-going, but now it is creepy.
"He laughed again!"
More than a thousand people fleeing are scared:
"Hurry up!"
"Running away!"
For fear of the next second, someone would pat their shoulders, let out the muffled sound, and then fall.
I can run and run, and when I am in the distance, I find out that I feel the energy behind me, and I stop to watch the battle.
"Hey."
Yue Wuwei sighed: "Since I can't vent, then I will help soothe the mood, oh, rest assured, it won't be too miserable, ha... cough, I am helping."
Said, Yue Wuwei almost did not hold back laughing.
His eyes are shining.
I seem to want to say: Zhang Han, Zhang Han, I finally found a chance, can be bright and upright!
In this regard, Yue Wuwei is very comfortable in the heart.
Really comfortable!
"Hurry up, I will be very gentle." Yue Wuwei said with a smile.
But suddenly, Yue Wuwei's eyes solidified and the pupils shrank.
Because behind him, there was a hoarse voice:
"Is, what do you want?"
hiss!
The speed of the real Nyima is different.
Hey!
Zhang Han raised the illusory palm and took three shots on the shoulder of Yue Wuwei.
The arm is raised and falls.
This process has once again made people shudder.
However, when Zhang Han attacked, the mysterious energy spread.
Yue Wuwei looked sluggish.
But as soon as the sound came, it sounded from behind Zhang Han:
"Young man, very naughty."
Hey!
After Yue Wuwei's figure emerged, it was like a fly, as if it was a fly, it was generated on the side of Zhang Han.
The seemingly simple moves have reached the level of attack in the late stage of refining.
The pressure is pervasive, and the wind is whistling!
boom!
After sweeping through, I found that Zhang Han’s body became illusory.
"is it?"
The person has not yet appeared, but the voice has come from another direction.
"interesting."
Yue Wuwei's vast amount of gods appear: the world!
Magical powers appear.
Six huge nets, in squares, each with a length of a thousand feet, sparkling in the light, like a silk thread.
Instantly form a cube, which will cover Yue Wuwei and Zhang Han.
Oh la la!
Every net surface, the thread is constantly implicated, like a spider web, infiltrating into the inner space, one, two, ten, one hundred, thousand!
Under the endless thread, the inside seems to light up.
Everything is dark and will be invisible.
Everyone saw it.
That figure, sometimes illusory, flashing, in the space, extremely fast drifting, the body is strange, but finally saw the traces.
"What is this magical power?"
Everyone is stunned.
"Kid."
Yue Wuwei’s look is faint:
To deal with, I have to use my power to limit it. From this point of view, I can be proud.

What is his body?
It is not an exaggeration to say that to deal with the smoldering, the fit-in monks, there is no need to cast tricks, simple thoughts and pressures, you can suppress the enemy.
Can deal with Zhang Han, especially Zhang Han at this time, he also seriously.
After all, I want to take the opportunity to make a meal.
"Good!"
"The human race monk is so strong!"
"It is he who killed the Red Law and other people, and waved his hand to kill others."
"What kind of monk is he?"
Face this problem.
The white dog two kings and the giant python are very clear.
"That is the Supreme!"
"The Sayādaw shot, but how did you finally become a man to fight?"
"Obviously Zhang Hanyang has no fire and can absorb the dark energy. He is a Terran cultivator, and the influence is relatively large. His Holiness is helping him."
"..."
White dogs, giant pythons, and several big families are talking about each other.
For the remaining thousand monks of the human race.
Tears are full: finally there is the ability to resist the existence of the devil!
"What is it now?"
Yue Wuwei is in the light, it seems a bit extraordinary, he waved his sleeves, hundreds of ice cones appeared, followed by Zhang Han's figure stabbed the past.
As long as he can find his trajectory of action, Yue Wuwei can easily deal with it.
"This thing, itching is not enough."
Zhang Han suddenly paused in shape and silently watched the incoming ice cone.
"Is it? Hahaha."
Yue Wuwei suddenly laughed.
Hey!
Dozens of ice cones hit the body of Zhang Han, and the crisp sound continued.
"Ok?"
Soon, Yue Wuwei laughed abruptly.
Not because of Zhang Han’s abnormal physical defense.
But because the ice cone attacked him a dozen, the next dozen, but suddenly crossed his body, did not attack.

Really, constantly flickering in space?

Yue Wuwei was shocked.
But he knows too many moves.
The more the past cone of ice, suddenly broken, energized into a sphere, and hit back.
At this time, Zhang Han's body is clear again.
Hey!
The remaining cone of ice attacks on his body.
Even the energy ball.
They all slammed into the back of Zhang Han.
"Nothing?"
Yue Wuwei blinked.
He didn't want to hurt Zhang Han, but he felt that the attack hit him and it hurts.
Zhang Han face, still calm, seems to have some cold-blooded, dark eyes, looking at him, making him strange.
"Use some strength, it doesn't hurt, it's boring."
Zhang Hanxie charm smiled: "I have to start."
Oh!
He stretched his arms forward.
Eight black awns, turned into long lines, in a semi-circular degree, like a broken bamboo attack to Yue Wuwei.
The strange attack that formed the magic of the sky, but also in this space is flashing.
"interesting."
Yue Wuwei slightly raised his brow and was surprised.
Even the attack energy, is this the case?
"seal."
Yue Wuwei raised his hand and pointed forward.
Surrounded by their cubes, they belong to the enchantment type of magical power.
Suddenly blooming brightly.
Destroy the magical attack that Zhang Han played.
"Tianjian."
Zhang Han’s and the index finger are close together.
Play a shocking sigh.
Endless swordsmanship, carrying magic power, emerged in the sky.
Yue Wuwei's enchantment, the square surrounding the body, suddenly trembled.
"A strong attack!"
Yue Wuwei’s pupils were miniature and shocked.
2 in 1 big chapter, next night around 9 o'clock.