Vol 3 Chapter 1028: It’s not easy to be a fisherman

In the sword array, the black sword whistling and rushed away. The two emperors of the magical emperor, each with a secret treasure suspended in their heads, resisted the attack of these death swords.
On the head of the old man, a red flame fan is on the head. Xiao Chen once taught the power of this fan. Under one fan, it can be said that the sky is discolored, and the flame burns a hundred miles.
The strength of both of them is only a line ahead of the big masters, the power of the top king secret treasure. It can be played 100%. Compared with the general master-level Wu Sheng, it can only play the power of the ordinary king-level secret treasure.
The secret treasure of the middle-aged Han is a military seal, collecting a lot of military spirits, and deriving a powerful killing spirit. With its own military training, the power is even more powerful.
The secrets of the two kings are not defensive secrets, they can only attack and attack. In the face of the attack of death Jianqi, you can't let go of your hand, always have to give up a mind to resist these swords.
If you have a powerful defensive secret, you can use the power of this life secret treasure on the white feather wings instead of being as hard as it is now.
Hey!
The white wings, like a living thing, gently slap. Countless clean feathers fell, sprinkling a piece of crystal light, and suddenly gave the magical emperor aside.
"hateful!"
The middle-aged man, his face flashed a sigh of anger, punched out, and the endless killing gas came out. The piece of sword that will come flying around will be smashed.
The sword can be inexhaustible, the white wings, the position that the two men cited, is a robbery point in the battle, after the step, the endless swords come.
Like the face of the death of the army, rolling and moving, overwhelming, both eyes have hallucinations, trapped in the ancient battlefield of the Styx.
Hidden in a small ban, Xiao Chen, in his heart, is ready to take the shot. When I stepped out, I felt four strong breaths and my footsteps shrank back.
"Ha ha ha, in the mysterious domain, the famous magical emperor, but this is the case, this top-level magic weapon, we Montenegro four stolen."
In the death sword array, jumped into the four old men, the first one was full of temperament, red face, black hair, wearing a large black wide-sleeved robes.
The cultivation is inscrutable, and it is no worse than the magical two old ones. The other three old people are a little worse.
There are also masters of the master-level Wu Sheng, each hand holding a king-level secret treasure of low quality, will wipe out the death of the Jianqi, one by one.
In the ban, Jiuye, who is shrinking his head and shrinking his head, is dignified: "The four old guys have come."
Xiao Chen snorted: "Do you know?"
"Oh, I have not seen it, but the chaos of the chaotic domain, most of them have heard the names of these four old guys, their bosses are ranked in the top 20 in the chaotic domain evil list, one hand, the magic stick method, I don't know the dead soul."
The chaotic domain is the old nest of the world's evil cults. This whitening can be mixed in the top 20 position on the evil repair list, and it must be extraordinary.
Xiao Chen’s heart is secretly measured. If there is only the magic queen, he still has the confidence to kill and win the treasure. But he can come to this Montenegro four thieves, and he must plan for it.
Let's wait and see what happens, Xiao Chen's eyes are murderous and introverted, and the gods are gathered in his eyes. Through the overlapping death of death, the situation of the sword array is fully visible.
boom!
Although the two emperors of the emperor are trapped in the illusion of murder, they are not ignorant of the situation outside. Feel the attack of strong enemies, not hiding the strength, have made efforts to force the secret treasure, and broke through the illusion to kill.
"Whitening, you old man, dare to rob baby with our magic queen, live impatient?"
The middle-aged big man has a hot temper and jumps out. It is a punch, with the military seal in the army of the spirits, a military road to kill the boxing, as the army has struck the past.
He smiled and didn't stop, still grabbed the white wing.
His three companions, before flying on the body, each means, to gather the power of three people, to stop the overbearing punch of the middle-aged man.
The spirits in the sword array, scattered out, the air of the death of the sword, was easily broken into pieces.
The nine-handed black swords that make up the sword array are slightly shaken, showing how overbearing this punch is.
Xiao Chen won this scene, his eyes suddenly brightened, his eyes fixed on one of the black swords, and after a few glances, he slowly moved away.
Seeing the whitening, it is necessary to successfully grasp the white wings, a slowly realistic, flame-cleared texture of the giant hand, falling from the sky, towards the white and white.
Hey!
The white snorted, and there was a two-meter-long black butcher in his hand. The volley was shocked and the flame giant was shocked into countless flames.
The old man in the linen holds a flame fan, smiles slightly, and blocks it in front of the white one: "Mengbai brother, you have a fierce name in the past ten years, and now even the things of our magical emperor dare to rob."
In the white eyes, a flash of fierce light flashed, and laughed and said: "The dog thing, ten years ago, Lao Tzu is in the Xuan domain, and you are like a dog. Now you are going to beg for mercy!"
The figure flashed, and a stick fell from the sky. A white face appeared, and the face was angry and huge, and the huge ancient Buddha King Kong.
In the face of the old man in Ma, he screamed and screamed, and under one sigh, the sword of death will be broken.
The old man in Ma Yi was calm and calm, holding a flame fan, gently screaming, nine hundred and ninety-nine flame hurricanes, whistling out, blocking the wrath of King Kong.
Whether it is the "potential" of the fire and the cloud, or the "potential" of the demon that has been derived from the white, it is almost perfect and has a great power.
Under the force of the two forces, the nine-handed sword creaked and shook.
The battle is fierce, but the eyes of the two, but everyone's eyes, all the time, are staring at the white wing wings.
Suddenly, somewhere next to the ban, an old man jumped out and wanted to take advantage of the fisherman’s interests.
Taking advantage of the rise of the two sides, he was wearing a defensive secret treasure, and he was able to catch up with the wings in front of him. His eyes flashed a touch of joy and he was going to grab it.
boom!
The two sides of the battle, at the same time stop, all kinds of heavenly martial arts, the attack of the king-level secret treasure, such as the rushing waterfall, the old man has no time to say a word.
The king's secret treasure of the bodyguard was broken, and the flesh was smashed into the sky, and the death swords gust of wind blew away the essence of life.
Both parties are old strangers who have lived for hundreds of years. They have already become sophisticated. They all know that in this inner temple, they don’t know when. When I came across a person, I jumped out and was cheap.
When the war reached this point, the two sides naturally did not want this to happen. If someone jumps out and wants to be cheap, it is foreseeable that the two sides will definitely tacitly take the shot, and the future will be smashed into slag.
The heart of Jiuye’s heart jumped and screamed:
The sect of Wu Zong, who is calling outside the wind and raining, is so dead. It’s really cruel. Fortunately, Jiuye just didn’t rush in.

Xiao Chen’s face is dignified and feels a bit tricky. Unless it’s a big master-level Wu Sheng, or an equal number of people, it’s hard to have a chance to jump into the treasure.
It is not easy to be a fisherman, especially in front of a group of old geeks who have accidentally died without a whole body.
"Xiao brothers, let's go, then go inside and try your luck." Just the death of a master-level Wu Sheng, frightened Jiuye.
Xiao Chen is shaking his head and saying nothing. This is not the end of the moment. If you go inside, how can you gain something?
There are ten powerful bans in the inner temple, and the competition in every place is fierce.
Look at the front of the sword array, the dead body of the land, you can imagine, the magic of the two old is how to kill, only to live to the present.
Going forward, those guru who can survive are definitely no worse than the magical two, even stronger.
Hey!
In the array, it was once again, fierce confrontation, the wrath of the sorcerer, the screaming of the mountain, sweeping the eight sides, will be a flame of hurricane, and Wei Wei trembled.
The nine-handed sword, once again violently vibrated, creaking, dissipating the horrible black sword.
"It's now!"
Xiao Chen’s eyes condensed and punched out, smashing the ban on the whole body and stepping on a thunder.
If it is astounding, the light is shining, his goal is not the white wing, but the black sword of death that dominates the other eight swords in the sword array.