: 45. Dad is like a son! (Seeking a recommendation!)

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Jianguang is like a dragon, and he wants to fly.
However, there are thousands of gold snakes on the plate, entangled the dragon, and kept biting.
Qinglong shakes his body and shakes a piece of gold snake to death, but the golden snake seems to be endless.
Gradually, the dragon lost its vitality and could not continue to take off. It only fell into the dust and was devastated by the snake.
The snake body is more flexible than the dragon body, and the power of the turntable is continuously removed.
The sigh of the Yuan Yuanlong was put out of the way, and the Huabai Steel was used as a finger, and it was actually the enemy who lived in the sleeve of Yan Zhaoge.
The blue sword light gradually disappeared, and the bamboo branches in the Yan and Zhao singers regained their true colors.
There is a striking sensation in the eyes of Qian Yuanlong: "Yan Zhao Ge, today you are changing the real sword, and you can't escape the defeat!"
"You bamboo, a family will not be destroyed, but left to you, you are not beaten, your face is blood, it is difficult to eliminate the heart of a heart!"
Yan Zhao song did not speak, but looked a little odd looking at Yuan Yuanlong.
Feng Yunxiao also stared at Qi Yuanlong: "The snake is wrapped around the silk hand? It is still unpopular than the sun gold needle Qigong, actually let him practice."
Heavenly snakes wrapped around silk hands, as the name suggests, feminine changeable, tangled and unbuttoned, is a superb and small martial arts.
It was the unintentional acquisition of the Sacred Martial Arts of the Great Day, which was collected in the ancestral arsenal.
Because it is inconsistent with the Da Zong Sheng Zong Gong method, it needs to be outside the realm, and you can only take it out before you can practice it.
Between different martial arts, sometimes there will be mutual grammar.
Qi Yuanlong cultivated this kind of martial arts, and made meritorious deeds in one fell swoop. The Qinglong, who restrained the Yan Zhaoge’s sleeves, had a miraculous effect, which was better than his own seven days.
Yan Zhaoge turned his head and looked at Feng Yunqi: "The name is Tiansuo wrapped silk hand?"
Feng Yunyu looked at Yan Zhao’s face with a smile and a smile, nodding his head.
"Oh..." Yan Zhaoge no longer speaks, standing in the same place, laughing and watching Yuan Yuanlong.
As soon as I saw the smile, Yan Yuanlong didn't take a fight, only felt the scar that had already healed on his face, and it stabbed again.
He screamed, his hands flicking, and the golden snake circled and attacked again.
Xiao Sheng stood in midair and looked down at the Yan Zhao song: "You can change other good weapons."
"You should have a spirit soldier? Let me show it out."
"But today, since I am here, I can always use my weapons to give my brother."
"You think you can still get the upper hand in this regard..."
When the voice did not fall, I saw Yan Zhao song standing still in the same place, until the Yuan Yuanlong came to the front, only suddenly shot.
Not a sword!
It is shot!
In the meantime, everyone was in the dark.
As if it were a solar eclipse, the scorpion dragon swelled in the air, and the radiance of the sun was dim.
Yan Zhao songs a boxing out, the arm seems to become a huge python with 12 pairs of wings, entrenched in the stars, the length is difficult to count.
King of the Snake!
The legendary existence, the strength of a lot of dragons!
Yan Zhao song punches, suffocating and swaying, if the snakes smash the sun, instantly swallow the dragons!
Incomparably feminine power, even a little wind does not bring up, but it seems to be falling apart.
In the blink of an eye, the Yuan Yuanlong, who rushed to Yanzhao song, was beaten by Yan Zhaoge with a speed faster than when he went.
Xiao Sheng and Feng Yunyi are both staying.
Then they watched as Yuan Yuanlong’s body crossed a parabola and fell straight on the ground. Like a dead fish, he lay down and twitched, but couldn’t make a sound.
The Dazhi Shengzong disciple who walked with Xiao Sheng and Qian Yuanlong was once again stunned.
What's happening here?
Isn’t the brother-in-law who has already practiced the martial arts that specifically restrains Yanzhao songs?
Doesn't it mean that even if Yan Zhaoge has become a foreign teacher, is there still a win?
Didn't you still have the upper hand?
How did it look like this in a blink of an eye?
Yan Zhao song looked at the dragon on the ground, and he was so angry and funny: "The snake is wrapped around the silk, listen to the name, I will say why I look so familiar."
"Clearly is the evolution of the branch of the six-spirited magic boxing Zhongtian snake king boxing."
"After you achieved the realm of the early sect of the sergeant, you just started to practice the scorpion snake, and I was practicing after coming to the world."
"My Heavenly Snake King punches your Heavenly Snake with silk hand, and Dad plays the same rhythm as his son."
"You said that you are not sending food?"
Yan Zhao song took back his fist and looked at Xiao Sheng. He spread his hands: "He can't seem to play with me."
The look of Xiao Sheng’s face disappeared and looked at Yan Zhao’s eyes, an unprecedented dignity.
But it is also cold as never before.
"All said that the son of the son of the son of the dragon, the original is an illusion, I can not think of how deep you hide."
Xiao Sheng said slowly: "It's a pity that you are still not smart enough. It is too early to expose. If you endure it, it may be a big problem in the future."
"Now, even if I take up the responsibility of challenging the two holy places, I really want to kill you today."
Xiao Sheng's eyes were soaring in the cold, and his anger was completely released.
The golden light of the road hovered in the hundreds of meters of the world, as if there were countless sharp edges, hanging over the top of Yan Zhao's song.
The pressure of the late masters in the outer courts is full.
Do not say that Yan Zhao, who is facing his front, is surrounded by Feng Yunqi and others, and even other great Japanese sage disciples have a feeling of suffocation.
Yan Zhaoge nodded as if nothing had happened: "It’s good, among the fellow warriors, it’s also a leader."
Xiao Sheng said faintly: "I now admit that you are not in the forefront of the four sons. If it is the same realm, I have no victory in your grasp."
"But you and me are now too much to be repaired. If you are in the middle of the outer world, you may still be able to escape in my hands."
The black martial artists accompanying Yan Zhaoge are silent.
Not long ago, his son broke through to the outside world. Although he quickly completed the second bone-cutting, he wanted to break through again, but it was impossible.
All the great Japanese disciples were relieved.
Although the brother-in-law lost, but fortunately there is Xiao brother.
As for what is going on in the realm, I can’t take it anymore.
Yan Zhaoge’s sight at this time, instead, looked at the Yuan Yuanlong, who was helped by the same door.
"Give you a chance, so I will play against you in the same realm. I didn't expect the result to be ridiculous."
Yan Yuanlong heard the words and opened his eyes.
Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "Is it difficult in the middle of the sergeant?"
Between the talks, Yan Zhao’s whole body swayed and swayed, and the faint ambition was as if the ice dragon was ascending to heaven.
The blood of the lead is like a lead, and the suffocating metal around the body is getting more and more dazzling!
Yan Zhao songs in the air, a type of snakes and kings punched out, rolling and twisting and twisting, twisted into a strand, and finally turned into a thick black whip!
The black long whip shook in midair, and it sounded like a thunder!
Condensed into a soldier, as true!
Xiao Sheng’s eyes are round:
Middle-outer?!

"impossible!"