Chapter 918: 2.354 Rage

Chapter 918 2.354 Fury
Qiaomu bullied himself, and the flames of the ruler in his hand sprang out. He cooperated well with the green cricket, and the thunder hit directly on Daodao's long shoulder blade.
In order to avoid the icicle attack from his chest, the head of Daewoo couldn't escape it at all.
At this moment, I thought I could blast the shoulder of the old road, but unexpectedly, the power of breaking bamboo was hitting the past, like breaking into a pile of cotton, it didn't hurt Daewoo.
Qiao Mu was a little stunned.
Oops, this person's cultivation is unfathomable, it should be a lot higher than her.
The Taoist even smiled back at her strangely, and suddenly a giant beast's paw popped out of his chest, like a third hand, and slammed into Arbor's chest.
This time he was shot, and he would be half disabled if he didn't die.
Qing Yan twisted her body shape in the air, and actually folded up a wing and turned it into a human shape. With an iced sword in her hand, she swept towards the neck of the old road with a thunderbolt.
If the thief and priest wantonly blasted the tree forward, when the tree was injured, his head would be severely chopped off by Qingying's ice sword.
The old man didn't dare to mess around, but leaned back sideways, supporting his feet with the feet, leaning inward to avoid, passing the sharp stab of Qing Ye.
At the same time, a fierce purple flame with a fierce fury turned into a raging roaring fire dragon in the air, violently pierced the old way's body from behind, and directly gave him a tyrannosaurus rage He slammed him all over and fell to the ground.
All the officials were trembling, almost unable to look directly into the anger of the prince.
The old king also shut up at this time.
The prince was furious, as if he had been turned against the scales. After the fire dragon was killed, a long, slender black sword condensed in his hand.
A sweep, a terrible shock, when all the flowers and grass on the ground were flattened, and the dust was rolled up, the slender Wuyue sword brought a shadow, like a thousand swords rotating in front of everyone .
Immediately he came to the old road, seeing that the old road was about to die on the spot.
After a loud noise, a thick smoke wrapped all the people in it, and could not help making a "cough" cough, sweeping the rolling smoke in front of the eyes.
Behind the prince, dozens of members of the Dark Night Pavilion appeared.
"The whole city was hunted, and there was no amnesty to kill." The prince said coldly, expressionlessly.
"Yes." Countless figures flew away.
The prince was full of anger and anger, and he pulled a small hand across the tree, took her a long step, and walked towards Qingshui Jiayuan.
There was silence, including King and Zhao Hou, who seemed to find nothing to say.
The Prince suddenly stopped and looked back at them coldly, "You guys are best, don't challenge my bottom line again! Otherwise, I set off this day! Ruined this place! You dare to touch my woman again! I make you regret walking around the world! "
The raven is silent ...
"Father King!" The prince gazed coldly at his father, with intense hatred burning in his eyes, "If you can't bear the execution of that demon girl, let your son do it for you!"
Zheng Cao's entire body fell to the ground, and he looked tremblingly at the angered Prince.
The old king was also full of eye vibrations and couldn't make a sound. His eyes and the daughter-in-law's glance looked back at him, and he couldn't help shaking.
[King, Zheng Ji killed your little son! Can you forgive me like this? 】
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