Chapter 1438: What is Jihad Call

"Buzz ..."
For example, the deep cold atmosphere of the deep sea is sweeping across the shèngzhàn Lingxiao platform.
In a pair of unbelievable eyes, many fallen Wuzong disciples and huge monsters slowly climbed up again.
In everyone's eyes, there was a cold and cold mang like Shura.
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"Wounds, wounds, their wounds are healing."
"Oh my god!"
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At the end of many strong crossbows, and close to the edge of death, Wu Zong disciples and monsters are now freed from the iron chain in the hand of death, and one by one, the vital energy of life is overflowing again ... more amazingly, everyone ’s momentum is More than a few times stronger than before.
As for those who have been out of gas for a long time, those with broken limbs will fall forever.
"Wow ..."
The clouds rolled sky, the holy flame dyed the sky.
Enclosed by the seven-colored light rain that dances in the sky, a phantom of the illusionary holy bird, the bird, exudes the breath of all things, moves in the air, dancing in the fire.
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Wu Zong's disciples and many monsters are covered with the light of Shenxia.
"Hey, at the moment I just want to break your dog stuff ..."
Wu Yan, who was covered in blood, grinned, and sneered with evil charm.
Several rival masters in front of him couldn't help looking at each other, glanced at each other, and once again set off a strong sigh of anger and pounced on the other side.
"Little pretend to be a ghost in front of Lao Tzu."
"We will send you to Huangquan."
"dead!"
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Sword light glance, killing biting.
At the moment when the sharp blade in the hands of several people was about to fall on Wu Yan's head, the fierce beast-like fierceness burst into his eyes suddenly, "hiss ..." A series of blood fluttered into the sky, and the pupils of everyone outside were faint As they shrank, the cold wind rose, and a few rounded heads flew out of their bodies immediately.
"boom……"
Several people's headless corpses fell to the ground, Wu Yan held the cold sword in his hands and let the enemy's warm blood splash on him.
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"Wow!"
The audience was shocked.
how come?
The other side obviously had no energy at all.
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At the same time, Qiu Xingyi, Wang Li, Zhao Qingyi and all other Wu Zong disciples who stood up were also exuding a strong fierce spirit.
The icy eyes of the red blood glowed the fury of revenge.
"It's our turn!"
"Revenge for the dead brothers!"
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"Oh!"
Jiuxiao Void, the phantom of the sacred bird of the bird dancing in the fire and sending out an intense long howl.
It sounded like an old warsong horn.
Everyone in Wuzong shouted, "Kill!"
Many monsters and monsters are also roaring and roaring.
"Roar!"
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"kill!"
For a moment, the anger and killing thoughts that have already broken through the sky are comparable to the flood and tsunami that caused a violent storm.
The monstrous anger broke out in full swing.
A pair of vicious and hateful eyes revealed the immortal warfare, which originated from Wu Zong's counterattack and rose in anger.
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"act recklessly!"
"Huh, this time is still struggling."
"Kill them all."
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"kill!"
All-round chaos and fierce battles once again blew up and down the sky.
Of course, at this moment, the Wu Zong people are like the violent bloodthirsty Shura, counterattack with the most violent and direct offensive.
"kill!"
Zhao Qingyi cut it down with a single knife, and the enemy's weapon broke in response, which directly cut off the opponent's half palms neatly.
"Ah ..." The screams of the enemy's screams were not yet heard in the throat. Zhao Qingyi once again raised his sword and chopped it in half.
Blood rain splashed, internal organs flew across.
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Wang Li's palms were sacrificed from the air, and a thick group of fantasy purple lights shrouded several masters of the Thunder Saint.
"Thousands of Wrath!"
Together with the violently twisted space, "Bang Bang Bang ..." a few dull and violent explosions, the masters of the Thunder Saints burst into a series of blood mist in a series of panic and screams.
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"Dongxuan is determined!"
Nothing is more vicious than Qiu Xingyi.
The surging true elemental power that stirred the sky is gathered like a nebula swirling over the shèngzhàn platform.
Together with the roar of wind and thunder, a cross-stretching open-armed battle axe bloomed with seven-colored sky awns, slicing into the enemy group ahead with the potential of tearing mountains and rivers.
"The colorful blue peaks are hurting everywhere!"
"Booming ..."
The mountains and rivers are shaking, and the sky is exploding.
The horrifying horrifying blade is like a celestial tomahawk slamming down, the table's surface explodes sharply, the rocks are cracked, the air waves are flying into the sky, and all the disciples of the hostile Zongmen are blasted into powder in an instant dross.
The aftermath of terror that burst from it swept away.
The crowd that was shaken by the fly was like gravels of various sizes, spitting blood one by one, their bones broken.
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"kill!"
Qiu Xingyi led the crowd into the enemy group with blood.
"Roar!"
The beasts exploded, revealing bloodthirsty fierceness, sharp claws, sharp fangs, tearing enemies into pieces one by one.
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"Damn!" The faces of the warlords looked extremely cold.
"It is the power of the evil beast that supports them." One of the Thunder Saints scolded fiercely.
"Well, that evil animal has distributed its power to so many people, and it will not last long."
"kill!"
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By the War God Palace, the Thunder Holy Tribe and many united Zongmen forces, Wu Zong again launched a ten-sided siege.
However, at this time Wu Zong Yuzhong is no longer an arrogant wolf, but Shura the hunting, the flame of revenge burning the audience.
Everyone is fierce like a beast.
All are red eyes.
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"hiss!"
"Oh!"
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The scarlet blood rain stained the earth, and the broken arm fluttered everywhere.
Originally occupying the absolute advantage of the War God Palace, the Thunder Holy Tribe side was smashed through a path by a sharp sharp blade.
Under the mad counterattack of Wu Zong and many monsters, the brutal killing suddenly rose to the highest peak.
Although the War God Temple and the Thunder Saints can still stabilize the formation, other ordinary sectarian forces involved in it have been defeated one after another.
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The purgatory scene is spreading and expanding.
The shocking picture stimulates everyone's visual nerve.
The blustery wind rose suddenly, and the killing was like a blade.
At this moment, all the other sectarian forces on the field are reduced to the background of this shèngzhàn.
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Never imagined that after the monster domain and the reinforcements of the Zudie family, Wu Zong also had the "Holy Wing Tianyanque" card.
"Is this the power of the" Sacred Wing Tianyanque "? It completely supports the entire disadvantage."
Looking at the huge illusion of the sacred bird in the void ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Everyone's eyes are full of awe and incredibleness.
"This is the true 'shèngzhàn call'." Many geniuses shook their heads and sighed.
Lin Yingzhang, Situ Hanye, Li Shengjie, Ji Tao, and other superheroes at the top of the list have all become the foil of this scuffle at this moment.
Even the Emperor Hongdian's side was just a haste.
Today, regardless of the end result.
No matter the fate of Wu Zong is survival or death.
Today's battle is bound to go down in history.
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"Wu Zong, I am willing to show my respect." Wei Yan, the eighth-strong emperor on the list, whispered.
"But the Holy Wing Tianyanque gives power to so many people and monsters, but it won't be long. Even if it can temporarily stabilize the defeat, Wu Zong is still not optimistic."
Emperor Pingyu Hu Bingyu analyzed.
"In this way, the key hand that decides the final outcome is only there."
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The eyes of several people swept up to the sky.
The breath emanating from the two figures shrouded Tianhe and shocked the audience.
Killing the emperor minister Tang extraordinary had deep meaning in his eyes. After a short thought, he finally shook his head helplessly.
"Tao Yuan Tu ... what else do you have a hole card in?"
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"boom!"
Sword waves spread to the sky, trembling in all directions.
Looking at the chaotic and brutal battlefield below, the complexion of the undefeated God of War's far-distance map was particularly calm, and he was completely indifferent to the death and injury of the God of War.
"It's been a long time, it's time to say it's over ..."
Yuan Yuantu stared coldly at Chu Shen's equally calm and handsome face.
"Let me see for myself, what will you take to prove that you are stronger than Tang extraordinary ..."