Chapter 635: Strong enemy

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Wang Yan ignored the pair of brothers and brothers, but his eyes tightened slightly, and his ears seemed to be listening.
After two breaths, his lips moved slightly and he said softly, "Come!"
Suddenly, the sound of "qiang" came from the sky, and the sound of rubbing sharpened the blade.
"One-handed flow of mystery and big rock cut!"
The black shadow that flew down, shouted coldly and mercilessly, and pulling out the knife was a slash that was just the most fierce.
The scarlet half-moon-shaped knife gas, rotating rapidly in the air, with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, just like a meteor dragging a long red tail, has not yet fallen, the powerful impact, has set off a strong wind, and the pressure is menacing To the ground.
The strong wind centered on Wang Yan and instantly rolled the sand under his feet, blowing the ground around. Even the oasis vegetation behind him was shaken under the impact of strong winds.
The nearest camel, Xiao Huang, almost scared his head into the sand, and he called a few words, "I'm crying," and there was no tears in my heart.
I thought, Boss, why are the opponents you provoke more terrible than one? After this great move, Ben Xiaohuang's dream of becoming the king of camels is probably about to be broken today.
Ben Xiaohuang is bitter in heart, and Ben Xiaohuang has no place to say.
The scorching hot wind blowing head-on, with an unprecedented momentum, as if there is nothing in this world that it cannot destroy.
Wang Yan was also surprised for a while, he didn't even remember when he had provoked such a guy.
What's more, the other party secretly attacked, suddenly a big move, clearly wanting to die to death, and the other party's murderous spirit has locked himself, even now it is too late to try to avoid.
Of course, Wang Yan didn't even think about avoiding it.
I saw a fiery war in Wang Yan's eyes. With a squeeze in his right hand, a rough and heavy warhammer had appeared in his hands.
At the same time, his bones crackled, his muscles were tight, his body had been restrained for a long time, and a burst of hot flames burst out, and a "poo" sound spurted from his body.
"Break me!"
Wang Yan shouted, just before the other party's fierce spiral slash, about to reach the front, he clenched the hammer handle with both hands, and smashed it backwards with a more domineering and mighty momentum.
"boom!"
Flames and sword gas burst violently in mid-air.
The scarlet knife gas burst into a strong wind, spreading in all directions, and the mighty flames on Wang Yan's warhammer broke open from the middle, and sprayed for seventeen or eight meters upwards, before stopping for a while. .
The strong winds swept the ground, the flying sand and rocks were blown away, the sky was blazing, and it was red.
"Oh, uh!"
The man who attacked Wang Yan was a Dongying man wearing a black Japanese traditional armor and wearing a mask of evil spirits. The moment he fell, he was hit by flames, so he stepped back a few steps before he stood firm.
His whole body was wrapped in a strong, black, sturdy armor, which made his original burly figure look even more powerful.
Especially the mask of evil spirits made of metal on his face, terrible and terrible, plus the rich murderousness of his whole body of blood, even if it is true that he is a Shura evil spirit from hell, no one will doubt it. .
"Dongying Black Warrior, Ito Yoko!"
The poison ivy girl Alison's eyes narrowed, her face pale, and she slowly spit out a name.
"Do you know that guy?" Leanna, the demon snake charmer, raised her eyes and looked suspiciously at Alison.
Alison has always been cheerful, and now her expression has become so ugly, which makes Leanna have to be surprised.
"Of course I know. Before I joined the Banshee League, I had dealt with him on my way to Poland." She looked at the warrior Dongying with a strong hatred, and even touched it subconsciously. His left arm said indignantly, "I was cut off an arm by him. If it is not the relationship of my plant constitution, I am afraid that I am now a waste person."
"Hi! He is so strong!" Leanna took a cold breath and looked at Ito Yoko again. Her eyes were filled with shock and anger. It seemed that Wang Yan was in trouble.
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"This man is so cruel!"
On the stands of the Youth Conference, the audience watching the live broadcast broke out strongly.
"Xiao Ai is so cute, once so pitiful, how could that guy succeed!"
Some of the audience who initially expected to see Wang Yan out of bed also began to support Wang Yan on one side.
"Son of Flame will avenge our little Ai!"
"The son of flame must not be soft, and beat him to death!"
The scene became noisy, but soon, a clear voice was inserted.
"Ito Yokoichi is said to be the son of a Japanese criminal syndicate leader. Because he is an illegitimate child, his dad does n’t even remember when he slept with his mother. He even thought that he was making excuses to get close to himself, so he let his men He beat him up and threw it on the street. "
The host, Sean, coughed softly, pedaled on a flying skateboard, and introduced the audience with a very expressive tone.
"Ito Yoko was cowardly all his life, but eager to be recognized by his father. Even if he was beaten up, he still died, crying and begging to become his father's men. So he became a lowest-ranking and experienced a long gang Fighting hard, and joined Beichen under the sword, began to learn the traditional ancient Bushido spirit and swordsmanship, in order to expect the recognition of his father. "
"Under his unremitting efforts, he finally aroused his fighting spirit and learned to be a sword, but his growing father was assassinated. Heartbroken, he wore a mask and armor to cover his cowardly heart and took him The samurai sword named Kamakura has been chasing and killing people all over the world. During the period, he even bought the gene fortification agent provided by FBG and conducted human body strengthening experiments in order to make himself faster and stronger. "
"Everything he did was to become stronger. For this reason, he committed many major cases. Until he was absorbed into Dongying's power organization, he couldn't do anything about it."
With the propaganda of the host Sean, the audience at the scene was silent. They didn't expect such a cruel person to have so many stories behind them.
Think about yourself again, even though you have abilities, most of the time you do n’t think about progress. A bad guy can work so hard. Those abilities who are in good condition are really ashamed.
Under the scene of Shaun's series of renderings, the confrontation between Ito Yokoichi and the flame's son Wang Yan began to be full of suspense and hung up on the audience's appetite.
Of course, all this happened in a short time.
In front of the oasis, Ito Yoko attracted a lot of popularity, with a powerful black armor and a magnificent momentum.
But under the mask that people can't see, it's another scene.
His forehead slipped with cold sweat and looked at Wang Yan's eyes. Although calm, his heart was already choppy.
He has just accumulated a long way to fight, he is overbearing, even if there is a mountain made of reinforced concrete in front of him, he is confident to smash it.
Under the positive impact, so far, there is no ability of the same level, dare to hard-wire.
However, this Wang Yan, known as the Son of Flame, not only bombarded his killing head-on, but even attacked himself with the remaining impact.
What kind of power is this?
Ito Yoko was silent in his mind, no wonder that in the Dongying Super Self-Defense Force, many leaders demanded that he be eliminated first, or even kill them directly.
Such an enemy can never let him stay in the world.
"Where's the kid, are we familiar?" Wang Yanmo pointed at the opponent casually with the rough warhammer in his hand. "Your elementary school teacher hasn't taught you, do you want to say hello first when you meet someone?"
"Hehehe, familiar, we can't be more familiar."
Not waiting for Ito Yoko to answer, a middle-aged male voice with a hoarse bird, hoarse, but as thick as a bell, came from the sky.
I saw that the words were not falling, one red and one gold, two majestic figures, quickly falling from the sky, standing on the left and right sides of Ito Yoko.
The red figure is a slender figure, wearing a purple and black ninja costume.
Although she was wearing a veil at this time, from her fierce murderousness and cold and focused eyes, Wang Yan recognized her at a glance.
The person who came here was Dong Ying Yin Yang Zong Shao Sect Master, An Pei Zong Xiu's personal guard, a superb tolerant flower firewood.
When she appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to cool down, and even the two banshees in the deep oasis tightened their eyes and looked like an enemy.
The other figure who fell was a tantra monk wearing a hat of hat, a staff in hand, and a purple monk robe with a light golden body.
It was him who had just spoken.
He looked middle-aged, with a strong body around him, and brought a strong sense of oppression around him as soon as he appeared. Especially in his eyes, the glinting light of the bird of prey did not have the sense of humility that the monk should have, but instead he was more like a villain who practiced magic.
Wang Yan's gaze also shifted from Hua Muying to him.
With just a glance, his eyes tightened a little, and his mind immediately reminded of another person.
In the ruins of the Buddhist Kingdom of Shudi, the monks in purple clothes who were almost killed by their own lives, the monk Hongzheng!
At that time, the opponent's fierce and overbearing offensive still made him feel terrified. Is it that the people who appeared at this time are the purple-clothed monk Zheng, the priest of Hongzheng, the priest of Hongzheng, and the monk of Hongyin?
But the momentum and coercion revealed by the Hongyin exhibition in front of him were thicker than the original Hongzheng, and he was always full of oppression. How can his strength grow so fast, what secret technique is used to forcibly improve his strength?
Wang Yan glanced at the three top strong men in Dongying. A bad hunch rose in my heart.
"Oh, Wang Yan, the son of flames, we can't meet again so soon." Monk Hong Yin sneered, he raised his head slightly, and looked at Wang Yan's eyes under the hat, flashing a cruel light. , Want to send you to see my brother. "
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