: 292: You are going to die!

Hua Xiyue also burst into laughter.
The faces of the three elders rose red, and the two elders and the Xuanyuan Holy Day did not say anything, so it implies that he can shoot.
"Let this elder teach you this wild boy!" The three elders screamed, and Yun Mo could not help but sneer out. A big old man with a perfect day dared to be arrogant in front of him. It was really a lot of fun in the world.
"Fengyun palm!" The three elders sighed coldly, and the light sword on the palm had been turned into aura. With the launch of his palm, the aura became a giant palm, and he slammed into the clouds!
Clouds and inks squint at the eyebrows, and God-given eyes stare at it all. Anyway, what he is most interested in now is fighting.
Usually there is nothing to do, there will be a few tricks with the mining and mining, but now the gods-giving strength has risen sharply, and it is not his opponent to pick up the green, and it is a lot of frustration.
"Glyphs and small tricks!" Clouds ink chuckled, one finger extended, white light suddenly stabbed out, suddenly smashed that huge air palm!
"Hey, the little fireflies can compete with the moon!" The three elders sneered arrogantly, and made him the most satisfied and most powerful lore - heavy heaven!
Suddenly, the top of the inn was swept up by the wind. The onlookers made a noise!
The strong is different, and any one move can explode huge energy.
Xuanyuan Shengtian looked at it with a cold face, watching Hua Xiyue and so on, so calm, his heart was slightly uneasy.
The two elders smiled triumphantly: "The patriarch, this time, this stinky boy must be killed, this is the most proud of the three elders, even the Holy God is attacked and killed!"
His words have just fallen, and the cold voice of the clouds floats and flies out, "Destroy God!"
The heavy palm prints almost obscured everyone's attention. However, after the sound of the ink in the clouds, several rays of light pierced the palm print, the light filled, and the palm print was transparent!
A bang, the palm print, turned into a white mist, disappeared.
"Ha ha ha ... said the most powerful trick, now it has disappeared like a fog, really powerful!" A arrogant man in the tree laughed.
The people also laughed together.
After all, the Xuanyuan family is not a small one. In all respects, people are overwhelming. Many people are full of the ancient family of the Xuanyuan family. Most of the resources in the world are occupied by these ancient families.
And also put on the stinking look of "you are grandchildren, inferior people", who would like it?
"Haha, Xuanyuan family, but how!"
"Yeah, an elder, even a young man can't beat!"
Everyone laughed unscrupulously, even if the people of the Xuanyuan family won, they would not find someone who satirized them in the crowd to kill them.
"This king has let you two strokes, the grievances of our Yunjia and Xuanyuan family, solve it today!" Yun Shimo cold and cold, suddenly stood up, there is a tea cup in his hand, but in an instant, people have disappeared!
Xuanyuan Shengtian was shocked. As a patriarch, he did not have such a powerful footwork!
"Thunder's clutch!" The voice of Yun Mo ink sounded behind the three elders!
Under the eyes of the public, Yun Shimo attacked the three elders without any effort!
But after listening to a sigh, the figure of the ink appeared in the original position, and the three elders, have been hit by a palm, and fell heavily to the tree not far away!
"Three brothers!"
"Three elders!"
Xuanyuan Shengtian and others screamed in shock. They all said that the cloud was very strong, but they never thought that Yunshi Mo would have such strength!
The three elders fell down, spit blood, and the body pumped a few times, no more sound.
Two disciples rushed over and quickly gave him a temper. The two elders also rushed over to heal him. However, after he explored the meridians of the three elders, his face showed a resentful color. "That boy... ... actually killed the third child! The patriarch must make a cloud of ink and corpse in a thousand paragraphs, in order to make a grievance for the three brothers!"
The two elders groaned excitedly, and their eyes were covered with murderousness.
The two disciples looked at the three elders who had died. In addition to the anger, there was fear!
After all, the age of Yunshimo is similar to them, but the strength is several times stronger, and it can even be more than ten times. Within three strokes, a full-fledged gas master will be killed!
Xuanyuan Shengtian’s teeth bite and continually bowed:
Good! Good! I didn’t expect that innocent stinky boy in the past, today I killed my people in front of the old man! Yun Shimo, you and your sister-in-law are both Go with your ancestors!"
When did the Xuanyuan family have suffered such a loss? Even killing some powerful families, taking possession of their resources and plundering them all, at that time, the Xuanyuan family did not lose once.
Therefore, the Xuanyuan family will have a brilliant today.
"The bloodthirsty of the Xuanyuan family, the plundering glory, today, the king will come to an end!" Yun Shimo stood up, and Xuanyuan Shengtian did not have the consciousness of single-handedly fighting, the big hand waved, "kill, Kill everyone else, and let go of one!"
The pressure and anger of the Xuanyuan Holy Day, and the horror of the onlookers have all fled.
After all, the battle of the strong class is very easy to blame others, not to escape far, I am afraid that my own life will hang.
Huashang month raised eyebrows, this Xuanyuan holy day is seventy or eighty years old, but the strength is indeed very strong, can make a life with Yun Shimo?
And Xuanji and Bai Qianxue did not take the shot, Huaxiu took out the present-looking soul mirror in the arms, and took all the spirits below the Holy Spirit to take the soul!
Looking at the zombie-like disciples and elders who stood in the same place, Xuanyuan Shengtian was furious. "Shamelessly, the old man will kill you again!"
Huasu month smiled lightly, looked at the little flying souls in the mirror, and did not take it out for many days. Now that the face of Huamengshi has become distorted, she screams: "Huayuyue . . . Big sister, beg you to let me go out, beg you... I can’t die, I can’t die!

"The demon woman! You dare to take away the soul of the old man, and when the patriarch solves the cloud, he will crush you into meat!"
"Can't go out, die, and let us go, or you will be at your own risk!"
The souls that have just been sucked in are also crying, but the sound is very small, and only a small flower can be heard.
She raised her eyebrows and daggered the mirror into an authoritarian bag.
There is also a dementor, and it doesn't need to be enabled to her, it also saves a lot of effort.
"Booming -"
"Rumble" -"
Yun Shimo officially battled Xuanyuan Shengtian, the two had long razed the inn to the ground, and the flowering month had to go back with a godsend and calmly watch the battle.
Although it is easier for people to solve the Xuanyuan holy day, this is the feud of the Mohist Mohist family. He naturally does not want others to participate.
If he alone killed Xuanyuan Shengtian, it would be the glory of the family!
Xuanji and others have already arrived at the small pavilion by the river. The flower and the moon also bring the gods to go there. The gods are interested in pointing at the sky full of dust. "Mother, oh... you see it, I am I can't see which one is him! It's so good, when I grow up, I have to be as powerful as a cockroach!"
Huasu month is very speechless, and now the godsend, the strength is very strong, is it good? If you wait another four or five years, it is estimated that it will surpass her and Yun Momo?
"God, do you see who has the upper hand?"
Xuanji asked with a smile.
Godsend blinked and shook his head.
The rabbit standing on his shoulder smiled and said: "At present, it seems to be a tie, but for the kid, it is very good. You must know that the Xuanyuan Holy Day is a perfection of the Holy Spirit, close to the characters of the Great Immortal."
The people were silent, and the spectators in the distance stared at everything in front of them.
Xuanyuan Shengtian was there, the two men had ten strokes, and the surrounding areas were razed to the ground. The small pavilion on the Qingbian side was not implicated because of the protection of the mysterious machine, but it also felt the aftermath of tremors.
When the clouds are empty, there is no expression, and Xuanyuan Shengtian is not hurt. Xuanyuan Shengtian wants to kill Yunshi Mo in ten strokes, but he did not expect that he is a holy in his district, and he is truly perfect in the Holy Spirit. Under the pressure, there have been ten strokes.
"It's a bit like, I didn't expect my return, it's really good, but the Holy Spirit is lower, but it can kill the mid-level big man." Xuanyuan Shengtian coldly twitched his mouth, the irony in his eyes is even stronger.
When the clouds are as light as the wind, the dust in front of them is blown away. "Not only can you kill the middle class, but you can also kill the great consummation. If you don't believe it, then you will have to believe it."
When I saw the cloud, I was so confident. Xuanyuan’s holy day was angered by a chest. The flower and the moon sucked away the souls of the two elders. He had to kill the clouds and then live the flowers. After grabbing the mirror, you can save the people of the Xuanyuan family.
Before the start of the fight between the two men, Xuanyuan Shengtian moved these soulless family members to a hundred miles away.
After all, the Xuanyuan family is famous, and there are many people on the scene, but no one dares to kill the elders and disciples who have no soul.
At this moment, the face of Xuanyuan Shengtian is extremely ugly, he said coldly: "A good arrogant junior, Yun Mo, dead, your Yun family will always be a slave to our Xuanyuan family. Killed by our Xuanyuan family!"
Clouds and inks curled up in a cold corner. "This king has made your Xuanyuan family arrogant for too long. From this battle, your Xuanyuan family will forever lose the light of glory!"
He said, the figure flashed and the whole person disappeared.
Xuanyuan Shengtian is also a flash of shadow, leaving only a residual image, "叱咤妖云!"
The sound of Xuanyuan's holy day sounded, but saw a large black mist emanating from his double fog, quickly surrounding it.
This kind of demon cloud is composed of the strongest poison gas. Xuanyuan Shengtian has learned a lot of forbidden techniques. This trick is a trick he is more proud of.
However, when the cloud does not know where to go, the demon cloud is dark, and there is no way to see the Xuanyuan holy day and the cloud.
However, in the case of Xuanyuan Shengtian, he can feel the existence of the cloud and even his position.
Clouds and inks stand behind the Xuanyuan holy day, five steps away.
"Ha ha ha, cloud time ink, you go to hell! Demon cloud strangled!"
Xuanyuan Shengtian suddenly burst into laughter, his voice fell, everyone saw that the dark demon cloud instantly turned into countless black lines, frantically rotated, and went to the cloud.