Chapter 224: Tu Yu Wu Zongqiang

"Boom."
A loud noise, the world is shaking, the purple scorpion falls, like a hammer, hit the heart,
Another strong man who has a real life and a heavy sky has landed, and his vitality has dissipated.
"Hey."
In a twinkling of an eye, killing two people, such a force, shocked everyone, from the Wu Zong's real strong, his face changed dramatically, his eyes were fearful, turned and retreated, the speed is very fast,
But it was almost as fast as the thunder and lightning, only a golden light flashed, and the purple scorpion was like a golden lightning, swept away from the body of Wu Zongzheng Yuanqiang.
"Bone."
A man with a horrified head fell to the ground and rolled away.
And a headless squirting body ran a few meters toward the front, and it fell straight.
"This."
Three attacks, killing three true powers, this kind of combat power, so that everyone is frightened, sucking the sound of air-conditioning, and constantly ringing,
The onlookers are even more incomparable.
I thought I had to see a fierce battle, but I never thought of it, but I only saw a massacre.
Behind the purple scorpion, the three barbecues were almost scared to death, and the hand shook, almost breaking the shelf of the barbecue.
"God, this is a madman, a demon."
Seeing that the three true yuan strongmen died, the younger Zhao’s body could not help but shake. At this moment, he could not see that this ordinary young man came for the three major forces, that is, it was really a fool.
"I thought before, he came to rob the money, God, never imagined that he came to kill, if I just tougher." Master Zhao did not dare to think about it, then he glanced at it. The two dog friends next to me saw that the two were not better than themselves. They were so scared that they urinated their pants, and there was some relief in their hearts.
"This is the three major forces, but it is not so."
Easily get rid of the existence of three real yuan and one heavy day, Zi Yan sweeps to the three leaders, sneer,
"who are you."
The three people are no longer calm, and Li Huo frowned and asked.
"I am the one who killed you." Purple eyes open, the voice is cold,
In the past few months, the forces of the three parties have almost killed themselves, and the escape career is almost unbearable.
Zi Yan hated the forces of the three parties and vowed to take revenge. Today, just happened to meet, then revenge starts today.
"I don't know if Xiongtai is misunderstood. We have three forces and have hatred against you."
Cang River stepped forward and asked,
"Xietai, you still put away your set, I look disgusting." Zi Yan sweeps to Cang River, his eyes flashed a touch of disdain,
"Boy, do you think who you are, dare to scatter here, see if I don't marry you." The murderer shouted loudly. He was the first to represent the sects. Naturally, he could not lose face. He used to be a monk, and he could not turn himself. ,
Fortunately, the monk died, and was killed by a guy named Zi Yan.
"Which one are you?"
"Budget, how can we talk to our younger brother?" Next, a real-powerful person shouted,
It’s just the powerful fighting power that Zizi showed before. They have a lot of guards, just dare to anger in the distance, but they dare not go forward.
"The martial law." The purple brow wrinkled and asked: "Where the monk is who you are."
"The monk is my brother." The martial law said proudly, it is indeed his brother, but it is not a brother, but the rise of the punishable punishment, a lot of martial arts work, the following awareness of the opening,
"Very good, I will send you on the road today."
Zi Zi nodded, said that it was very good, but then turned into a light, so it rushed to the punishment,
"God, he is crazy, and he is alone in attacking Wu Zong's digital powerhouse."
"I am going, this is too fierce, let's fight and fight, this is Wu Zong, the famous Wu Zong."
All the onlookers are speechless, and the youth is too fierce. When they fall, they rush forward.
"Kill it, Zi Yan, show your strong fighting power. When we were infinitely genius, which battle was not a leap-level battle, and the more the more the war, the more brave." In the Taiji figure, Amo loudly,
"Genius is growing up in battle."
As soon as the words fell, Zi Yan felt that the blood in his body was boiling.
Genius, this is the growth in the battle,
If this is the case, then fight,
"Hey."
The thunder and lightning died, representing the speed of the world, the purple body and the electric light, rushed to the crowd of Wu Zong,
"Hey."
The qi and blood surged in the body, providing endless power to the purple scorpion. He clenched his fists, arrogant and violently attacked.
"Boom."
A loud earthquake, the world trembled, Zi Yan strode up, rushed to a Wu Zongzhen Yuanqiang strong, heavy fists like a double hammer fell, Guanghua flicker, the strong was shattered vitality,
"Kill it."
"Kill, kill this guy who doesn't know how to be tall."
The other strong men of Wu Zong screamed and rushed toward the purple scorpion. They did not believe that one person could be stronger and stronger than a group of people.
"Snapped."
The purple scorpion is in the face of a real strong man. Raising his hand is a slap in the face, quick and loud.
This is the previous proposal, let the purple scorpion beat the guy with his mouth full,
"Snapped."
The backhand is another blow. The speed of the thunder and lightning is so incredible that everyone can’t see it clearly.
"puff."
The monk vomited blood, his mouth full of teeth, constantly vomiting, blood mad,
"Don't you let me blow up my mouth?" The purple sable was cold, and the hands were forced again. The sound of the cymbals sounded like a cheerful rhythm, full of rhythm.
This is a rhythm in which violence has evolved into art. Purple is not careful, once again,
"Snapped."
It was not until I reacted that I used it vigorously. I took a shot of the true Yuan Dynasty monk, and the latter flew up, then fell to the ground and never got up again.
Suddenly killed by life,
"God, who is this?"
"A slap in the face can also make a rhythm. Is he the king of Yunxia City? It is said that this person loves to knock out people's mouths."
Everyone was shocked and shocked.
This young man is not old enough, but his strength is suddenly ruined and rushed into the group of real powers.
"Peng."
Another person was hit by the purple scorpion, and his body shape suddenly fell back. The internal organs were vibrating, and the mouth spit blood, but he did not die.
"The real yuan is two heavens."
There is a touch of surprise in Zi Yan’s eyes. Sure enough, the real thing is one step at a time, and the strength is very different. He can kill a real yuan and a heavy day, but he does not kill the double heaven.
"when."
On the occasion of this disappointment, a huge knife was smashed on the back of the purple scorpion. In the imagination, the youth skin was flesh-and-blooded, or the scene of being divided into two by the knives did not appear. This strong blow did not break the defense. ,
"what."
The real strong man who made this hit, his face changed dramatically, and he was very upset. This powerful constitution, he never saw it.
"Boom."
The purple sable turned, the fist fell, the world shook, the long knife slammed, the monk fell to the ground,
"puff."
Two fingers and a sword, a sharp sword appeared, pierced the eyebrows of a real strong man, a blood hole appeared, blood rushed out, the latter fell to the ground,
"Hey."
As the purple scorpion enters the uninhabited territory, the attack is extremely sharp, the left flashes right and the right, and another real strong, is penetrated by the sword.
In a short period of time, there are already eight real strong people, falling to the ground, and two serious injuries of the real yuan.
"Go to death."
The purple scorpion swept to the last two, and they flashed up.
"Booming."
At this time, the heavens and the earth trembled, and a huge palm print appeared, emitting a terrible breath, pressing against the top of the purple scorpion.
Breaking the palm,
"This is another trick."
Zi Zi looked up and there was endless hatred in his eyes. In two months, this trick made him suffer. He hated this trick and hated the person who made this trick.
"Boom."
The blood is soaring, the purple cicada hands clenched the fists, and they rushed to the palm of the hand, banging, and the palm prints were broken.
"Young Master, you are going."
"Young master, go fast."
The two real powers shouted, and the two had already seen that the mysterious youth was very powerful. With them, they could not kill.
Unless you come to the strong of the three or four heavens,
"Hey."
The face of the punishable punishment was pale, and the opponent’s fierce fighting power was too terrible. Moreover, since the battle, he has not seen people use the real yuan. He has always used the infuriating, apparently still in Tibetan mastiffs.
He didn't hesitate to rush straight toward the sky. At the same time, the sharp and high-pitched flute sounded, this is calling Peng Bird.
"expensive."
Peng birds hovered in the air, heard the sound of the flute, swooped down, the wings continued to beat, brought the wind and the wind, the sluggishness below, so that these innate Peng birds were frightened, and at the moment did not dare to drop too much,
"Hey."
However, even in the air, it is not safe, only a glare of golden light appears, with a hot breath, against the sky,
"puff."
The golden light flashed past and brought a large rain. The Peng bird in midair split into two, and the two bodies fell from the sky.
Oh, la la la,
Blood fell, like blood rain, reddened the earth,
"expensive."
The other two Peng birds saw it, screamed and turned, and turned away.
"cut."
The purple scorpion volleyed, and a burst of sizzling in the mouth, the next moment, a very chilly golden light appeared, like a sharp blade, rushed to a Peng bird,
"puff."
The speed of the sharp edge far exceeds the speed at which Peng Peng escapes. He only listens to a soft sound, and the flying Peng bird is smashed in the golden light, and the body falls from the sky.
"Today, I invite everyone to eat roast Peng birds, you a few, do not want your family to die, go to the Peng bird plucked ~EbookFREE.me~ blood is raining, falling on the purple scorpion, the latter is like A demon who has just been sent from hell, makes people fear,
"go quickly."
"Hurry up."
The three people heard it, and they were awkward in their hearts.
This is the person who wants to kill the murder. It is not crazy or crazy. It must not be provoked at this moment. Killing one is killing, killing a group or killing.
The killings of Haotian were overwhelming, making it difficult for everyone to bear, and they gave in, but at this time, Ziyan once again made a blow to the sky.
"expensive."
The last Peng bird, making an unwilling desperate tweet, the huge body fell from the air, and it was penetrated by a sword.
"Dead, three Peng birds are dead, and this murder is probably over."
When the people stepped back, they were very scared.