Vol 6 Chapter 442: Domineering

Chapter 442, domineering Meng Lei
Heavy rain, dozens of kilometers of lightning from time to time in the night sky.
Shenwu City is full of chilling meaning.
Because of the bullying of the White Tigers, and because of the temper of the little devil and Mao Mao, killing several white tiger guards, followed by dozens of white tiger elite guards, immediately killing without asking why, the entire inn was destroyed. .
And they also rushed to the street and then dispersed.
"The bald head is stunned, will the little devil not have an accident?"
"Oh, I blame me. If I could hold back, I wouldn't have to blame for such a big disaster." Mao Mao brows and wrinkles, deep self-blame, cold eyes sweeping around the number of immortal monks and peaks, the heart Not a little tight, worried about the little devil.
Meng Lei is like a giant Buddha. The breath that comes out is very compelling. "I can't stand it anymore. You don't worry, I have to kill them with a fist. The Baihu people are too deceiving. They don't even We are in the eye."
"Which Qinglong disciple died and said that we are murderers?"
Mao Mao was very angry: "That is, we have never seen anyone in the Qinglong people, how can we kill?"
The two back to back, surrounded by a group of people, it is impossible to go.
"Booming..."
"Oh la la..."
......
The rain is getting bigger and bigger, Meng Lei clothes are soaked, and the eyes are like a torch.
"Hey..."
The sword screamed and the cold flashed.
Suddenly.
The two young tigers’ swords broke through the night sky, and there was a breath of the king’s tigers in the forest. At the same time, their power suddenly increased, stimulating the blood of the white tiger in the body. The whole person looked like a fierce tiger. .
Not waiting for Meng Lei to rush out, the hairs of the hairs are twisted, and the sky screams with the lion's roar, and the night sky is stunned. Then the hands are caught, and the two wings are like a bright giant. Knife, shining white under the lightning.
The swordsmanship has not yet hit, the hairs of the hairs are doubled, the blue veins are violent, and a slap in the face.
The wind blade whizzed up.
Rolling up the gust of wind, the rain falling on the wind blade along the trend, under the impact of huge forces into a myriad of sword rain, such as a high-speed bullet fire, the sword gas inspired by the immortal power to attack.
"Little wind blade, not self-reliant..."
The contempt sound sounded.
A long sword, the immortal power in the two bodies skyrocketed again, the wind blade released by the hairy hair they are not in the eyes, but the realm of the saints, no matter how strong the immortal power is strong, the heart must be, the sword is like Rainbow, the unbiased front face up.
"Hey..."
"The bald head is stunned, look at you."
The hairy hair was awkward, and the corner of his mouth showed a smile that could not be concealed.
Meng Lei's eyes moved, the rain of the whole body suddenly bounced off, and the two fists were pressed. At the moment when the long sword collided with the furry blade, the hind foot was supported. The speed was like a flash of lightning, and it rushed out like a stunned body. The halo is faintly exuded from his body.
"boom!"
"Hey..."
The long sword of the long sword, the wind blade exploded, and a group of white smoke was not spread by the restriction of rain. At this time, the hearts of the two white tiger disciples suddenly sank, knowing that they were fooled, and when they wanted to quit, a King Kong Buddha suddenly broke out.
The strength of the double fists is extremely strong, and the heavy hits are above their chests.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Two dull percussion sounds, the two feet mopped the ground, the whole body was recessed, the two eyes bulged, the corners of the mouth hanged blood and flew out, flying from the street to the end of the street, four deep streets Gully.
"Hey, hey."
The blood squirted, and the two fainted in the past and completely lost their fighting ability.
"It’s two wastes, but the Baihu people are just like this." Mao’s face was cold and cold, and the gas that was received today was finally vented. Looking at the remaining Baihu disciples, the cold eyes said: Come up and see how Laozi killed you."
Overbearing.
suddenly.
In the night sky, a few black shadows came instantly, and they fell heavily. The bluestone floor cracks under the feet were cracked, and the eyes were murderous. They stared coldly at the furry. They said, "A big breath, the realm of the little saints is so arrogant. Don't let your point of view be really good. When is my white tiger family?"
The three black shadows that fell were Murong Wu, Murong Mania, and Murong Liang.
The three are the peaks of the immortal war gods. They are the best among the young elites of the White Tigers. They are only a few feet away from the immortal realm. They have just heard the words of Mao Mao, and the three of them are angry and can't stand it for a moment.
The hairy look was a little shocked, but he was trying to talk but was stopped by Meng Lei.
"The immortal God of War is the strongest, you are not their opponent." Meng Lei's eyes sank, standing in front of Mao Mao, looking at Murong Wudao: "Why kill us, do you think we will be the murderer of the Qinglong?" ?"
"Began to think it is."
"Not now."
Murong Wu said truthfully, their strength is only the realm of the saints. Even if they have the ability to pass the sky, it is impossible to kill the Qinglong disciples who are immortal, and it is still impossible to kill.
"Since we are not murderers, why should we chase us?" Meng Lei brows a bit, he now knows the Baihu people's hegemony, clearly know that they are not murderers but still keep chasing, now even the immortal war strong The people are sent out and it seems that they are determined to kill them.
Murong Wu smiled lightly and said: "Because we need to give Qinglong, Suzaku an account, and you just hit the gun, your life is not good, who told you to kill my Baihu disciple? Simply put all the general accounts In your head, we have both confessed to them and avenged the dead disciples."
"So, you must die!"
"You are not lucky, haha..."
"Ha ha..."
Murong Man and Murong Liang smiled long.
"Fuck."
"I know that the White Tigers have no good people. They are all a group of despicable villains, and they are also four gods and beasts, shit, and really shameful." Mao Mao’s heart was angry and directly screamed.
"court death!"
Murong Wu’s eyes glanced, and the majestic and immortal powers rushed out, killing the dark.
The other two are also infuriating, and the spirit of the immortal war gods rushed into the sea and caught the hair in the sea. In a moment, the hairs were suppressed, and suddenly, the hairs were pale and the whole body was unable to score.
In the face of the spiritual pressure of the immortal God of War, he could not resist.
And this time.
The mysterious picture of Meng Lei’s chest exudes a strong glow, not waiting for Murongwu to come up, the figure is like a ghost, the night sky is flashing, a big axe is coming out, and the gods are attacking. under.
Murong mad and Murong Liang had a shock, and had to put away a few steps of spiritual pressure.
Mao’s spiritual pressure was lifted, consciousness was restored, Meng Lei’s foot was supported, and he suddenly quit, and he screamed:
Escape!!!

The furry eyes are a glimpse.
The brows wrinkled, and his eyes showed a trace of reluctance. "The bald head must be alive."
"Hey..."
The figure is like the wind, and it is coming out.
Murong Wu did not move, the other two did not chase, the faces of the three of them also showed a faint smile.
"Hey!"
In the darkness, a dull percussion sounds, and then the whole person is like a broken kite falling down. The dark void stands in one person, and is also the white tiger elite disciple of the immortal war realm, Murong Xuan.
Meng Lei did not expect to be surrounded by an immortal war strong.
Mao's face was pale, and his life was hanging on the line. He looked up at Meng Lei and smiled a little. He said: "The bald head, I want to be the boss..."
Meng Lei angered and trembled.
Both Mao Mao and Xiao Mo are cultivated by Qin Tian. They are all brothers of the young masters. But they are all in danger now, but they can't protect them. The kind of hatred makes the power of the mysterious blood in his body erupt. The thick power caused the roots of his meridians to rise.
The eyes flashed with golden light, and the fists were clenched and snarled: "Dead!"
"Alas,,,"
The voices slammed like a storm, and the four immortal war gods were at the same time. I didn’t expect Meng Lei to explode such a powerful force, and even the spiritual pressure of their immortal God of War could not penetrate into the sea of ​​Meng Lei. The mind is puzzled, and the four people alternately look at each other and almost simultaneously impact.
The four immortal warriors are the strongest, and the immortal powers they refine at the same time merge into each other, and they have quadrupled on the basis of the original power.
As soon as I read it, the space is constantly distorted.
Meng Lei is not afraid, the moon on his body, the sun shines brightly, the corner of his mouth moves, the right foot is heavy, and the petrified petrified into a powder, the body forms a golden light shield, resisting the immortal power attack of the four people refining.
At the same time, Meng Lei's right hand was tightly held, and the giant axe made a heavy roar.
"burst!!!"
In one fell swoop, the thunder and lightning flashed, and the right hand was like the power of lightning. The giant axe was like a bridge linking the heavens and the earth. The fire was splashing, and the tens of kilometers of lightning in the sky swept across the army and swept out.
"Booming..."
"Booming..."
......
Like a kitchen knife to cut the wire, a scene of sparks and lightning appeared.
The streets were full of light, and a lightning dragon raged with the sweep of the giant axe.
"Hey."
"Hey,,,"
"what,,"
"how is this possible?"
......
The four people, along with several other disciples, were all blown out by lightning. ~EbookFREE.me~ The body became a black, very wolf, Murongwu they were even more miserable, full of dirt, hair unkempt, gorgeous body The clothes are messy and look like four flowers.
The sacred peaks of the world are the four immortal war gods, the strongest, powerful.
Meng Lei is like a King Buddha, the incarnation of the gods, the fierce and arrogant, the breath of his body is extremely compelling, domineering side leakage.
"A group of waste."
"Everyone who can't beat a realm of the Holy One can't beat it. It really humiliates the White Tigers..."
The shadows are shaking.
Murong sneaked silently behind Meng Lei.
The sound just fell.
Meng Lei’s forehead sweats and the heart shrinks. He secretly said:
The immortal strong is strong...