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"Hey..."
The roar of the screams is deafening. The rune masters mastered by this youth are an ancient migratory tiger. Each strike is almost accompanied by the power of the ancient wing tiger, so that under the attack of the fist, it is as strong as Su Yan. Even the suicide of the nine-figure dragon dance of Su Yan was still spurted and vomited.
"Su Yan, back!"
Xu Weifei rushed forward, and the light in his palm rose sharply, turning into a fierce seal on the chest of the young man. As a result, the sound of "bang" shocked, and the clothes on the chest of the young man were shattered, but they laughed wildly. The flesh is sturdy to the point of horror, the fists are swaying, the golden light is flaming, and there is a resonating sound of the blood of the ancient spirits. The surrounding grassland and trees are all smashed. This person is extremely arrogant, and there is no such thing as Xu Wei. The attack is in the eye.
"嘭嘭嘭~~~"
After three consecutive palms, Xu Yan’s face became paler and he could only protect Su Yan from retreating. The loud voice: “Step by step, after the break!”
Several Yundong students wanted to help, but they were swept away by the young man’s boxing, and all the vomiting blood was injured.
"Who else?!"
His body is covered with rune Xiaguang, like a god, long hair flying, his face full of suffocating, roaring: "The children of the waste of the Dragon Spirit Empire, how many things you have, although they are out!"
Shi Yan, Su Yuchen, Yue Lu, Yun Zan and others are fighting against the elders of the elders, who can not kill the genius of this cloud, no one can go on.
A group of Yun youth can't help laughing.
"Mu Rongqing's little king is really a peerless genius in the town of Tianwang. I am afraid that even some elders in the family may not be his opponents. This time, His Royal Highness and the mysterious tribes came together, and you waste in the country of Han. Can you marry its edge?"
"Little King is invincible!"
"Ha ha ha, let's die, the spar of this car belongs to us!"
I tried desperately to suppress the disordered blood in my body, and the moon blade was solid in my hand, ready to fight with the king of the king of the kingdom, but at this moment, a figure flew and swept, with a majestic momentum, it was a sword. The power of the heart... Luo Yan is on!
"Peng!"
The golden light of the sword of the gods is intertwined with the golden runes of Murong Qing. It makes a roaring sound, and the turbulent air current picks up countless leaves and gravel. With just one blow, the power is already amazing.
Luo Yan continued to launch a storm, and the sword gas was more fierce than once. Even far away, he could feel the sharpness of the skin that almost cut into the skin. For a moment, Murong Qing couldn’t help it completely, and his body had already appeared shallow. The sword marks are bloody.
A group of students at All Souls College held a long sword and was stunned.
"Loyalty is so powerful that it can suppress the enchanting of the cloud family..."
"Yeah, even Su Yan and Xu Wei assistants can't suppress this freak named Murong Qing. When Luo Yan came, it turned around instantly, and it really was the first genius of my Wanling Academy. Strength... already comparable to the spiritual guides."
"That shit little lord is going to be defeated, this group of clouds is desolate, all must be killed!"The people were filled with indignation, and many of the students in the three inner courtyards of All Souls College fell in this battle. Many of them were the geniuses of their respective families. The loss of this bloody battle was too great.
...... "Hey..."
Jianguang and Fuwen Guanghui interweave, Tiantian life and steel sing, the wind swept across the earth, brought countless dust, Luoyan and Murongqing this battle can be described as earth-shattering, the forest near the five miles is quickly completely minced However, the more the Vietnam War is, the more dangerous it is. The momentum of Luo Yan is obviously declining, but the atmosphere of Murong Qing is still strong, even before it is slightly better.
"Luoyan is going to be defeated." I said.
Luo Wan looks complicated: "A word..."
Xu Wei Shen Sheng: "Xiao Xuan, can you deal with this Murong Qing?"
"perhaps."
"Luoyan is the genius of our spirits. No matter how many festivals you have before Xiaoxuan and Luoyan, you must not let Luoyan die!" Xu Wei was anxious, her red dust palm was completely suppressed by the finest runes. I can only rely on me.
"Do not worry, I can get it!"
The moon blade in my hand is more and more blazing.
In the distance, the "Peng" sounded loudly, and the body of Luoyan was like a blue mark that ejected from the battle circle. The feet broke a huge hole in the ground, and awkwardly spit out a large blood, and his face was blue. The strength of spiritual power is already less than half of the previous one. Even if it has a floating sword, it still loses.
On the other hand, Murong Qing’s feet were swayed by a rune with a faint scorn, and the corner of his mouth was faintly scorned. “You’re immersed in the spirit of the Dragon Spirit and cultivate the sword heart, but you don’t know the mystery of the rune. The endless fighting and infinite cycle of fighting will be the real king. Those of you who are known as elites can’t resist even the middle tribes in the desert area. Once the dozen large tribes in the cloud country are crushed, you I have to die without a place to die!"
He is right, the spiritual repair is powerful, the power is overbearing, but compared to the magical runes, but there is a lack of a life-long, natural harmony, after all, those superior runes are from ancient times and even the ancient life. Among the spiritual bones, those ancient life can fight for months or even decades, which is a powerful endurance that the spiritual repair can't match!
As a heavenly kingdom, Luo Yan can take advantage of the spiritual power between heaven and earth and directly use it for his own use, but he still can't bear this level of long-lasting battle, otherwise the result may be different.
Murong Qing raised his palm and glanced at the golden rune. He laughed and said: "If you don't dare to fight, then you will die. The weak are only equipped to die. The national transport of your country has come to an end. Next, Belong to the era of our cloud country! The warriors of the Yun family, kill me, one does not stay!"
Just when he ordered everyone to attack and kill again, and he was prepared to solve the Luoyan himself, I swept away!
The speed is fast, the wind is fast and thunder!
"you?!"
Murong Qing’s face emerges
Pride, it is necessary to rise up.
"Roar!"
The roar of Long Xiaosheng, a blazing golden light appeared in the body of Murong Qing, and it was heavily suppressed on the ground. It is the power of the dragon hand!
"Peng..."The air flow is stirring, I am volleyed, the right leg is full of flame spirits, and the unusually rough flames are directly on the abdomen of Murong Qing, and this is a flame of heaven and man, the power is enough to split a foot. The tens of meters of mountains, not to mention the body of Murong Qing.
In the loud noise, Murong Qing shells generally flew out.
"Brushing brush..."
Under the chilly chill, a sword smack fell on Murong Qing's body, and his body's rune was smashed in an inch, but for a moment, the wound on his body was again a lot more.
"Murong Qing!"
"Go to save Murong Qing!"
A group of Yun youths roared.
Murong Qing is full of anger, he can sense my realm is not as good as Luo Yan, roaring: "Is it by you? You also have the power to kill me like this top genius?"
After a few hundred seconds of swords in a few seconds, my position and Murong Qing have been far away from the crowd, so there is nothing to worry about at this time.
I screamed, and the light of the spiritual market in the body rose. The bloody stars formed a vortex condensed on the blade. The power of destroying the earth and destroying the earth suddenly filled, and it was not waiting for Murong Qing to return. Just a sword smashed in the past!
"what!?"
Murong Qing was in the air, and the scorpion flashed through the chill. He said: "Without you, you can't destroy the little tiger's winged rune to protect yourself. Go to hell!"
He raised his arm and turned his palm into a scorpion claw, which was extremely evil and radiant!
This person is really strong, the power of the finest essay is not only powerful, but also the offensive is endless, and it is obvious that this body of Murong Qing is very tempered, no less than my undead strength, since childhood, I have never used some precious Incomparable materials, perhaps this medium tribe has put a lot of resources on this genius.
But today, he must fall!
"boom!"
Wu Wang-class nirvana - hail nebula!
The power of breaking everything tears the space down, destroying the dead, even the particles of the air are completely annihilated, and the runes in the palm of the right arm of Murong Qing are beginning to tremble, completely unable to withstand the killing skills. The text was broken, and then his entire arm instantly turned into a fly ash in the whirlpool of the hail nebula!
"Peng!"
Heavy rubbing Murong Qing's broken body landing, directly blasted a crater with a radius of tens of meters, the surrounding air solidified, a mass of matter rises, a sharp burst of energy, a circular frost around the air In the field of outbreaks, outsiders simply can't see what is going on inside, but to be sure, Murong Qing's life has instantly fallen by at least half.
"you you……"
Murong Qing lost an arm. The whole person was lying in a deep basin. The rune in the body appeared in pieces. He gnashed his teeth and said: "You want to kill me. I am the successor of the town of Tianwang. You can't kill me. ,You do not deserve……"
"puff!"The moon blade was directly inserted into his throat, and the blood splattered. My wrist was gently turned over. The whole head of Murong Qing was twisted. I mentioned his head and searched again. A golden bracelet, also a treasure trove of storage, was thrown into the space bone ring, then jumped out of the deep pit and threw the head against a group of people who were stunned in the distance.
...... "Hey..."
The head full of blood rolled off the ground, and the young people of the Yun nationality were as dumb as they were in the clear sky.
"Murong Qing...dead..."
"Heaven, the little king of the eternal enchanting king of the town, was killed..."
"This kid... Who is this kid?!"
"It's over... It's over... It's called the genius little enchanting town of Tianwangfu Xiaoyeye... When you are three years old, you can break the big stone in your chest. At the age of five, you can walk the genius of the raging enchanting scorpion and be killed!"
......
A group of people looked up into the air and shouted: "The elders, the patriarchs, the little princes were killed, and they were killed by the kid of the Dragon Spirit Empire..."
In the air, an old man who was fighting with the sword of the sky, Su Shichen, suddenly slammed down and looked down at the head of the grass. He couldn’t help but shudder: "When you kill, you dare to kill Xiao Wang, how can you clean up... I want to Will you smash the corpse!"
"boom!"
Under the infinite power, the elders swooped down.
"Take him, don't let him hurt step Yixuan!" Su Shichen yelled.
The sky, Yuelu, and Shiji have come together for two rays of light, but it seems that they are all a little late.
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