Vol 3 Chapter 2402: Flower blooms

The formation method is activated and the ban is excited.
An injured emperor, according to reason, there is almost no possibility of escape.
You don't even need the emperor to shoot. With his current state, it is a little sleepy to want to rush out.
Above the top of the building, the gray-clothed old man who had been repaired by the Three-Dimensional Emperor, looked at the Wumen with a cold eye.
There are two people around him, all of whom are emperors of the two veins, ready to start.
"Under the suppression of the array, my knife can only play 50%."
Under the mask, Wumen looked pale and felt the invisible pressure between the heavens and the earth. His gods and the power of the Taoist domain have never been able to exert their full strength, and they have been firmly suppressed in the whole body.
If it can activate the alloy armor, it should be much better.
However, as a result, it reveals identity, not what he wants.
Hey!
Hundreds of elite guards, vacated, they rely on the law of blessing and ban, and want to directly hold the Wumeng.
"court death."
Wu Meng snorted, although he was injured, but his dignity, so that he could not accept defeat in the hands of these soldiers.
Kill the magic, madness!
Hey!
Wumeng was furious and had no scruples. He broke out in the killing field. Just see a smudge of the knife flashing, the bright sky, one of the dark.
Wait until the knife light disappears, the sky is special.
Ten screams sounded at the same time, ten figures, and at the same time fallen, two and a half corpses, the spirits are gone.
If the Umbrella is mad, the hand will fall, and between the darkness and the darkness, these elite guards will not be defeated.
It’s just a knife to kill, he is a screaming ten!
"Good!"
The presidents of the major chambers of commerce in the main building, sucking in a cold air, this is still the case of Jinbao.
Jinbao is a three-dimension emperor, and he has been famous for a long time. He was slammed by the Three-Dimensional Emperor.
Can also play such a strength, if not hit, how terrible its strength.
Liu Bao, Duobaoe, looks cold and roars: "A group of rice barrels, no matter what you do, I must give him to him today."
Seeing Wu Meng’s shot, Liu Wei suddenly felt that his face was lost, and his intention to swear at the other party might have to be lost.
"The second child, the third child, go on, quick-fix, don't let Mr. Liu lick his face."
The old man in gray clothes said a touch.
Next to the two people, the sinister test laughed: "Well, it has already been itchy."
boom!
The two men leaped and jumped, and suddenly the time came together, killing the enemy's Wumeng. I only feel behind, as if there is a day, I have to fall.
In the body of the body, there was a trace of silk cracks, and between the rushes, I turned back.
clang!
Two long knives, placed on top of their blades, Wu Meng spit out a blood, and was smashed out.
"Hey, are you playing with a knife?"
"Then our brothers will accompany you to play, let you see, what is the real knife!"
When the two brothers shot at the same time, they saw the knife flashing and the figure changing. The sound of the blade's handover is endless, and the knife is rushing away, filling the sky above the courtyard.
Hey!
The voice of the cymbals continues, and Wu Meng bites his teeth to an enemy. However, for a moment, he had hundreds of knife marks on his body. Blood stained his clothes with blood red, but the two brothers were equally uncomfortable.
Wu Meng is, you slap me a knife, I will slap you a knife.
Even if it is because of this knife, it is still a knife, and there is no fear.
The so-called name of the sword and the devil is the result of his cultivation and its nature. Let him get more and more crazy when the injury is heavier, and the shot will be even more ruthless.
"This... Duobaoe's knives and double knives can't hold back this person."
After the initial shock of Wumeng, this double-knife has been firmly suppressing Wumeng. Pushing it hard to the ground, trapped in the middle hall, can not enter.
After half a ring, when Wu Meng was in the blood, the killing power on his body was superimposed.
The whistling knife is like a peerless killing in a sneer, a violent momentum, and a Jedi counterattack.
Huh!
In the courtyard, there is a knife-like sneaky sneer, and the wind is blowing, and the laughter is endless.
I don't know if the knife is laughing, and Wumen is laughing. The laughter is scalp and numb. The double-knife was actually overwhelmed by Wu Meng.
"Play with me? Look at who's knife, even more!"
Under the mask, Wumeng laughed, no matter how many injuries there were at the moment. Among the dignified eyes, there are only two knives and two knives. The magic knife is in the hand, long songs are laughing, indulging in life, only killing!
Above the main building, the president of a group of chambers of commerce, his face slowly changed.
The emperor behind them, unconsciously, stood quietly in front of these presidents. The hand has been held above the blade of the war, fearing that this black and white storm will come, and a jade will be burned.
"Really crazy, this guy, will not be a magician."
Seeing Wu Meng’s general knives, there is a Chamber of Commerce president who can’t help but tremble.
"No matter who he is, he will die today!"
Duobaoe Liu Wei’s face was cold and cold, and he said that he was gnashing his teeth.
On the top of the building, there is a three-way emperor's peak to repair the old man in gray, and the eyes flashed a glimmer of light.
Suddenly burst into the air, the loud noise, everyone's ears are creaking, feeling dizzy, and the soul is shaking. Looking at it, the shadows of the four sides overlap, one side of the world, swaying, the body is shaking, standing unsteadily.
Hey!
The general trend of Wumen’s violence is one of them, and spit out a blood. Between the electric and the flint, the double knives, the cold flash in the eyes, the indifference.
Two long knives were inserted into the chest of Wumen.
The moment the blade penetrated the chest, the two of them had a heart and soul, and they burstped wildly.
But it is still late, Wu Meng screams, like the depths of the eighteen layers of hell, the roar of the soul of the ancients.
That roar, pierced under the superposition of a heavy hell, broke out the momentum of the ancient times, and smashed the soul of the gray coat.
Exhausted the last disability, roaring, and took a knife.
The two afterimages were broken, and the smashing double knives showed a horrible blood mark on the chest. If the non-thoracic armor resists, this knife is afraid to split the two directly into two.
This is so, the double knife, still scared, not shivering, shivering, the hand holding the knife is still shaking.
Finished!
It can be seen that Wu Meng has tried his best after taking the last knife. Not to mention the exhaustion of the oil, but also not far from each other, I have always been fighting for life, the last knife, the ancient and the present, but also consumes all his gods and soul power.
"dead!"
Standing on the top of the building, standing on the sidelines, only at the crucial moment, the gray-haired old man roaring. It was vacated and flickered, and it came to Wumeng.
Wu Meng’s heart flashed a desperate, under the mask, the face smiled.
In this last battle, I tried my best and I was so happy that I couldn’t forget this life.
Standing in the sky and arrogant, challenging the martial arts, if there is no mortal heart, he will not reach the height of today.
But in the gray old man, when it is about to start, suddenly feel like falling into the ice. The hand is on the top of Wumeng. It is hard to dare to fall down and smash the skull of Wumeng.
Time seems to be static, everyone is shocked, the gray-haired old man who was killed by lightning.
Why did you suddenly stop?
Quickly looking at it, I saw the wall above, some people dressed in white, with a chill. I don't know when it will appear, cold eyes look at the old man in gray, only one glance, the old man in gray clothes feels uncomfortable, as if he has been stabbed in a knife.
His fingers are slightly moving, and he wants to make a bang, and directly kills Wumeng.
"Do you believe it or not, move again, you will die?"
But for such a smiling movement, just showing the clue, a cold voice sounded in the ear.
The gray-clothed old man looked up at the sound, and the eyes of the eyes looked at each other. The pressure from the blood of the Xiaochen King was the blood of the Dragon, and the soul of the Qinglong God Seal was rolled.
Hey!
Invisible, there is a potential, broken layers.
The old man in the gray coat felt a lot of pressure from the depths of the soul, and he couldn’t even get a sigh of relief.
Oh, I have to, forced to do so, and even back three steps.
Hey!
But the third step has not yet fallen, and I saw the purple light flashing, and the white figure has fallen in front of him.
Even if it has been prepared, it is still unanticipated. After the person fell, it was a bang.
"act recklessly!"
The gray-clothed old man is furious, and the district is full of emperors, and it is endless.
The emperor of the Three Veins broke out, and the old man in gray clothing took a shot and greeted him.
Hey!
The two palms fight, the old man first with the soul force blessing, want to directly shock Xiao Chen. Suddenly found that the soul of Xiao Chen, not even weaker than him, and even strong.
There was a bit of panic in the time, and I quickly unfolded the of the Three Pulses.
In the realm of the emperor, a is a heaven, the old man of the gray coat does not believe, and his own is repaired and can not retreat.
Suddenly, there was a shadow of Qinglong behind Xiao Chen, followed by a dragon shadow.
When the Wanlong figure condenses, the old man's mouth overflows with a trace of blood, and is stunned by Xiao Chen.
Wan Long! It is Wan Long!
The old man saw a lot of knowledge, and his heart suddenly became very shocked. This is the emperor's practice that the dragon has long lost. It has passed on countless eras, and it is higher than the practice of his cultivation.
"Hugh to move my big brother!"
霹雳 霹雳 double knife, see the big brother was injured, do not care about the knife wound in front of the chest, while killing Xiao Chen to help the gray suit old man to help out.
"Do not!"
The gray-haired old man flashed a panic in his eyes and shouted loudly, trying to stop it.
Three raw flowers!
Xiao Chen put one hand on the chest and made a handprint. The next moment, heavy knife light was emitted from him. It is like a piece of flower blooms, glory, and it is unclear whether it is a flower, or a knife.
Spend a moment, illuminate the third world!
The double knife that killed the past, like a moth, is in front of the three flowers. Worn by thousands of knives, the tragic death on the spot, no bones.
"Do not……"
One of the old men in the gray coat did not say the words, and the remaining sounds did not fall. His two brothers, who had lived and died, had already fallen.
Everything happened between the electric and the flint, on the main building, the presidents of the top ten chambers of commerce, all of them were sloppy.