Chapter 1127: Riding a white horse

The speed of the arrow is incredible. Now it is impossible to avoid it. Pei Junlin sits down on the horse and slams a punch.
This punch combined with the strength of Pei Junlin's own 1,000-headed dragon, plus the increase of Yuanci Shenguang, instantly reached the strength of three-thousand-headed dragon.
A burst of golden mushrooms rose in midair.
Pei Junlin stepped back half a step, a bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His face was a little panicked, and he didn't seem to think that the power of this arrow was so great, that the power of the three-thousand-headed dragon could even compete with the opponent.
The strong men who came around were completely shocked. They stared blankly at the Pei Junlin hidden in the black mist, and did not know what to say.
Everyone felt the violent energy fluctuation just now. Among them, many people think that the violent power can't bear it. Many people were injured even at the edge of the explosion just now. Their bodies were broken, and some people directly lost their fighting intentions, and were far away.
Some people were frustrated and their confidence was completely defeated. Even the aftermath of their battles could not be resisted, which caused many powerful people who came here to fight for treasure to completely lose their faith.
"Who is this guy in the dark mist? Is he a human race or a demon race? Why is it so strong?" The hearts of countless powerful people have a question, and thousands of eyes are fixed on Pei Junlin.
At this time, Pei Junlin's eyes stared at a young man in pale gold clothes in the distance. The man straddled a white horse with a golden bow and arrow in his hand.
The white horse's four-hoof brilliance was suspended in mid-air, and the man was riding a white horse like a warrior coming out of ancient time and space, wearing a pale gold scale armor and a long knife in his hand.
Just now, the feather arrow Pei Junlin was convinced that it was from this person. I am afraid that the strength of the arrow could not be resisted by many people. Counting Pei Junlin, the feather arrow just worked hard, and one can imagine the terror of the feather arrow.
"Another strong man, who is this man?" Some people questioned.
Some of the old men in the strong recovery have golden eyes, recognizing the young man riding a white horse, and his face also shows a horrified look.
"It turned out to be him, and even he has recovered!" Some powerful recovery whispered.
More young recovery powerhouses don't know this person, but they are scared of the white man's strong momentum and dare not say much.
"White God God Xue Pingchuan." Someone whispered, reading the name of the white man.
When someone heard this name, he suddenly opened his eyes and couldn't believe it. It is important to know that during the Taikoo years, the name of this white-clothed god's name taunted the famous mountains and rivers throughout the Taikoo years.
At that time, this white-clothed would be an amazing genius, but then there were rumors that the white-clothed would disappear in the battle with the exotic demon clan.
But no one thought that in the third reiki recovery, this white-clothed would actually come out of the mountain again and appeared in front of everyone.
Pei Junlin and Xue Baichuan, the in white, faced each other and felt the other person's strong temperament. Then the in white would gently pinch the belly of the white horse, and the white horse sprinted towards Pei Junlin.
"The white clothes were stained with blood, and they lived up to the youngsters at the time."
The in white whispered Xue Pingchuan and read obscure verses. It seems to be remembering the past, all eyes are full of memories.
Wherever he passed, he wielded a big sword in his hand, and all the demon clan were cut off. Even if some demon gods and goddesses are not his enemies, the long knives in their hands exude a brilliant blue light, and each knife has the power to open the mountain.
Even Pei Junlin saw that the white Xue Pingchuan felt trembling, it was a feeling.
Although the white will shoot himself before, Pei Junlin doesn't hate it.
Bai Yisheng Xue Baima silver gun, this white will almost meet the characteristics of all young heroes, even Pei Junlin has to admire this person in his heart.
It is said that this man was also a general in the fight against the demon clan in the ancient years, and the head of the demon clan that had been killed was rolling.
In the face of such a hero, Pei Junlin did not want to face each other's sword. Even if the other party took the lead, Pei Junlin only destroyed the feather arrow and did not directly attack.
"Who is this man?" The peacock son's face showed a surprised look.
Other demon races are even more magnificent, already afraid of being killed by this white-clothed god. The strange knife in the opponent's hand is simply a machine to harvest lives.
Wherever he went, he turned the horse upside down, and picked the demon clan to start, never encountered a united enemy.
Seeing that some demon people turned their horses upside down and were cut off, those potential demon people could no longer watch. At this time, the treasure in Xiaogu Mountain erupted, and many people were already on the verge of firing like an arrow stretched on the string.
Even some of the lurking powerhouses before this time also showed up, no longer hiding their affection.
A dragon chant appeared in midair, and a giant dragon covered in black scales descended from the sky. The dragon's figure shrank sharply, turning into a man in a black robe, with red hair draped over his shoulders. The man looked wild.
"Dragon race dragon battle, the idle man waits at a speed." The black robe man's eyes glanced at the audience like an eagle falcon.
In the end, his eyes fell on the white Xue Pingchuan. A slight grin appeared on Long Zhan's face, and there was a sudden roar, and the ghost of the dragon appeared behind him.
A sledgehammer weapon appeared in his hand, and Pei Junlin recognized this weapon as an eight-sided plum blossom bright silver hammer. Like the legendary Modao, they are weapons of war. In the cold weapon era, such weapons were almost invincible.
Modao specializes in horse stations, killing countless people, almost head harvesters. And this eight-sided plum blossom bright silver hammer is a nightmare for some heavy armor generals.
Pei Junlin did not expect that such a strong man appeared in this dragon family. On this day, Pei Junlin has not seen any movement of the Dragon Clan, and suddenly a dragon called Dragon Warfare came. Breathtaking sky, although did not break through the real realm, but also only a line away from the real state.
The bright silver hammer in the octagonal plum blossom in the hand is flashing a dazzling silver light.
"People in white clothes and riding a white horse, today I will definitely kill you." That dragon battle revealed a spooky white teeth.
The sound roared like a gust of wind, rushing towards the white robe Xue Pingchuan. The two masters met in mid-air, and the strange weapon burst into a shocking light.
The two masters played against each other, even the onlookers were far away, fearing they would be affected.
The two were so sturdy, completely overshadowing the light of Pei Junlin that was hidden in the black mist, so that no one paid attention to Pei Junlin in this short time.
Last year, I came to fight for the treasure of Xiaogu Mountain, but it wasn't for the show. The more nobody paid attention, the more joy Pei Junlin felt.
Hidden in a corner, his eyes stared at the battle between Xue Pingchuan and Dragon Battle. The battle between the two powerful men was almost art.
Especially for those in Pingchuan, his record is astonishing and unpretentious. The knife in his hand exudes the blood of today. Every knife is cut neatly, pointing directly at the throat of the enemy.
As for the dragon battle of the dragon clan, it also shocked Pei Junlin. This dragon ball can really give people the fighting power of this dragon battle. Among the dragon clan Pei Junlin has seen, he can rank first.
Although this person's strength is not as good as going to Xue Pingchuan, but his combat skills are simply shocking to heaven, especially the eight-sided plum blossom bright silver hammer in his hand.
This heavy cold weapon is inherently restrained for such a sharp long knife. On several occasions, Xue Pingchuan had the opportunity to kill the dragon battle, but in the end, he was directly blocked by the eight-sided plum blossom bright silver hammer.
Tie Pingjun also found that the dragon warfare was very influential. He was not as inferior as others, but he could fight for the first chance repeatedly, because this person was really tricky, and the octagonal plum blossom bright silver hammer in his hand was even more. It took the advantage of the breeding farm and aimed the white horse under Xue Pingchuan's crotch every time.
The thief captures the king first and the man shoots the horse first, but this dragon battle is really too kind. Every time his octagonal plum blossom bright silver hammer aimed at the horse's position, it was very embarrassing.
And Xue Pingchuan was attacked by Dragon Warfare several times, and after the white horse, he roared, and his whole body radiated a dazzling divine light.
Suddenly, Xue Pingchuan made a roar, the golden light of the long knife in his hand shone, and he continued to wave the strange knife, and wrote a big character in the air.
That is a chopping word!
The word landed from mid-air and instantly trapped the dragon battle. Realizing that he couldn't escape this character, Dragon Battle issued a burst of uneasy roars when he was trapped. The octagonal bright silver hammer in his hand exuded the fluorescence of the subtitles, and suddenly shook around.
Pei Junlin also pays attention to this topic. He knows that there is a mysterious secret in the ancient world~EbookFREE.me~, but he did not expect that Xue Pingchuan in front of him was proficient in this mystery, which is really amazing.
According to legend, if this one finally falls on the dragon warrior, the dragon battle will be immediately slain by a force in the dark.
But in the end this exhibition was directly destroyed by the bright silver hammer of the eight-sided plum blossom.
However, although Xue Pingchuan's trick was remembered, the dragon battle had already sprung up. He fell into the downwind several times. If he continued this way, he would soon be completely killed by Xue Pingchuan.
Knowing that it was not the opponent's dragon battle, he turned to escape. He turned into a dark dragon and flew into the clouds, wanting to leave this world.
However, Xue Pingchuan did not intend to let go of this evil dragon. He took out the bow and arrow from under his back. The sticky bow and arrow were only for a moment, and only a whizzing sound of huge golden energy rose into the sky. The golden sword It was a package of dazzling golden light, directly rushed into the cloud and shot an arrow through the body of the dragon battle.
The dragon gave a roar today, his body was pierced between the arrows.
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