Rumble!

A wave of volatility came, and the direction was awesome!

"That is……"

If Zhou Tian also feels it, his face suddenly becomes like a dead man: "The camp is attacked? Should we go back to the rescue immediately?"

"Are you kidding?"

Fang Yuan took a look at this guy: "After such a long distance, there are such fluctuations. Who do you think will be the real one? Is it really a holy warrior? Or a true Yuanshi? Or a seven-fold virtual holy?"

"How is it possible? Just a normal task..."

Zhou Tian looked awkward and muttered: "Why would this power be provoked?"

‘Because we are all bait! The League is prepared to use this as a hook, and to fight back and do it once, and maybe there are other four forces to help! ’

Fang Yuan said silently, but did not directly declare it.

"In this case, we are also very helpless. It is better to wait until the war is over, and then go back and see the situation!"

In fact, he certainly would not admit that it was only after the deadline was reached that he deliberately followed the Sunday to avoid the limelight.

Even if the final punishment in the league is harder than the irresistible enemy, it will eventually lose its life!

"Well, this is reasonable!"

Zhou Tian's face changed a little, and finally the desire to survive has the upper hand and slowly said.

"Reassure, the most sneak attack on the court side will destroy the altar and leave. After all, we can not only have one!"

Looking at Zhou Tian was still a little shocked, Fang Yuan could not help but comfort a few words.

In fact, if he did not expect it, if the court was a strong attack, it might even suffer a big loss.

"Ok?"

At this time, Fang Yuan and Zhou Tian suddenly felt that they looked at Taniguchi.

A few shadows appeared, and the atmosphere was forced, and they surrounded it with ill will.

"The people of the court?"

Fang Yuan’s eyes were condensed, and he spit out a long breath. I couldn’t think of it. I couldn’t avoid it when I walked here, but my opponent was just a partial teacher and I earned it.

"Fang Yuan, Zhou Tian, ​​are the four sacred sacred sects of the Alliance, especially your Fang Yuan. When you are young, you will reach the level of the Wuye monks. It is not bad! It is not bad!"

Several people surrounded the front, the breath was different, three warriors, a sorcerer, all dressed in public clothes, with cold eyes in their eyes.

"I don't think that this cold pool, strange snakes, still can't consume you much... I confess to the court of the court, Wang Zen, these three are dedicated to the martial arts, dedicated to the purpose of destroying you mad thieves!"

The first sorcerer's eyes with the ultimate disgust, looming, but the body has nine coffins, whistling and resonating, exudes amazing spiritual pressure.

The three martial arts halls are also enshrined in the back of the nine spiritual veins, forming a giant shadow, the body is full of spiritual patterns, like a battle armor.

"Nine-Year Lingshi? Jiumai Wuzong?"

I took a cold breath on Sunday, and I realized the horror of the power of the Dagan court.

These characters, as long as they are coincidental, can immediately advance to the power of the power, but at this time they did not hesitate to send, but also a murderous heart for them!

'How to do? ’

He glanced at Aaron and hated him: 'The nine sorcerers have already been able to tie with me, but the most important thing is that the three nine martial arts martial arts, under the influence of this world, I am afraid only The six-fold virtual sacred can rival, but I have consumed some of the dream power before Fang Yuan! ’

"With these thieves, what good words? Direct kill!"

A warrior stepped forward and the momentum was like the weight of the mountain: "I am waiting for the prestige to be a blessing, and oppressing the rest of the beings. It is already a wrath of the sky, and I will kill it if I want to kill it."

These several martial arts eyes are blood red, and at first glance, they have nothing to do with the dreamer, so that Fang Yuan’s heart can’t help but smile.

In fact, this person's words can not be wrong.

Mastering the supreme power, the dream master has been working for a thousand years, and the resentment of savings has been like a sea, and has been violently pressed.

At this time, once a primer was encountered, the flash floods were immediately exploding, and all of them were poured out.

"Fang Yuan, you and I am afraid I will fall here today!"

Zhou Tian looked at the four people to cooperate with each other and sealed off the retreat of their escape. They could not help but smile.

"This may not be..."

Fang Yuan took off his robe and threw it at his hand. The body slammed and slammed, and the martial arts breath suddenly broke out.

"Well? Seven veins Wu Zong?"

A warrior on the opposite side, immediately sneer: "This point is repaired, still want to run away? Dream! Kill!"

In the roaring, he flew like a tiger in front of him, plundering more than ten feet, his body smoldering, criss-crossing, like a mountain top.

Wumai Wuzong is already the pinnacle of the realm of Tongyuan. Only one step can condense the Eucharist!

Although the difference between this step is a world apart, it is undoubted that the seven veins of Wu Zong are crushed.

"Seven killing tigers! Give me death!"

This man's martial arts magical power, arms rotating, fists like a cannonball, each punch with a fierce suffocating, tearing the void, vaguely roaring with the tiger.

"The long knife is in the hand, the ghost does not stay!"

Almost at the moment when a former Wu Zong was moving, the companion next to him also burst up immediately. A hand-made steel knife appeared on the hand, and a ghost head was engraved on the handle. The blade was covered with frost. The knife and light are divided, forming a blade purgatory, and the mercury and diarrhea are generally spread out, and the Fangyuan road is blocked. The two people cooperate perfectly.

Zhou Tian’s chest was boring, and he felt that his breathing was not smooth.

Within the Nine Mountains, their dreamers lost their place and their vilifications were greatly reduced.

If you encounter such a lore, don't say Fang Yuan, even if Xing Yunzi is here, I am afraid I have to eat a big loss!

These courts, Wu Zong, did not know where to find them, not only one of them was refined, but also murderous, and there was no room for one.

"ban!"

But he didn't have much time to think about it.

Just in the moment when two Jiuwu Wuzong besieged Fang Yuan, Wang Zen on the opposite side smashed the law, and a ray of light flew out, surrounded by five colors of brilliance, forming a simple ‘forbidden’ word.

Zhou Tian suddenly felt a sinking around, and the original depleted dream power was even more stagnation, and it was not changed.

Knowing that the other side is using the magic to force yourself to fight hard, you have to fight against yourself and force yourself into a desperate situation!

Almost at the same time that he was being restrained, the last Wu Zong, who was on the opposite side of the court, stepped forward and plucked out like a dragon and tiger. The distance across the space came within a mile, the right hand held high, and the nine spirits roared. Like a raging dragon, the force is from the arm to the palm, from the palm to the finger, and it falls suddenly!

"Ah, fight!"

Zhou Tian's eyes are red, and a strong blood is spurted out.

On him, a piece of jade flies out, after the blood is smeared, the golden plaque on the top is more obvious, forming a layer of defense.

"I am mad, give me a break!"

This Wu Zong sneered, suddenly bursting out, iron claws with spiritual pulse blessing, grabbed on the golden light.

Oh!

When the golden light trembled, it immediately shattered into a little bit of light, and disappeared.

But this time, it is enough to quit half a step on Sunday, avoiding the big disaster of breaking the belly, being rubbed by a claw wind, suddenly a white face, and even backwards: "Damn..."

If it is in the outside world, at this time, his dream power can at least recover a small half, with a fight!

"Hey, this time I am lucky, don't die, next time?"

Wu Zong got instinct and step by step.

Suddenly, the screams of not far away came, full of horror, and attracted his attention.

"what happened?"

Wang Zen was originally in the grip of Zhizhu. At this time, he looked in the direction of Fang Yuan and immediately witnessed the split.

I saw that Fang Yuan stood proudly, and he still stepped on a shovel steel knife at the foot. The knife martial artist Wu Zong’s face turned red, still could not extract a little.

The other siege was lying on the ground, and both arms were flesh and blood, as if they had been smashed by a giant beast.

"Hey, on this strength, I dare to come to the noise!"

Fang Yuan took back his fist and sneered.

His temperament data has a full 70! What is this concept? The strength of more than a dozen yuan has already exceeded the limit, not to mention, there is also a physical body that is tyrannical to metamorphosis!

Since the other party does not know how to fight with him, it is natural to hit the stone with eggs.

Just in the moment, just a simple step, no matter what the mercury knife light, was suppressed on the soles of the feet, and immediately punched, the nine veins Wu Zong bursting his arms, the bones were broken, the whole person was shocked into a mud !

"Big Brother! Let's tie your hands! You are going to withdraw!"

In the eyes of the knife, the color of the horror was released, and the handle was smashed, and one rolled forward, stepping forward, using the hand as a knife, and squatting in Fang Yuan’s waist.

Boom! Boom!

Hong Zhong Da Lu's general loud noise picked up, Fang Yuan's coat was cracked, and the bronzed skin and broad chest and abdominal muscles appeared. The indifference looked down: "Do you want to tickle me?"

"Impossible... Buddhism Holy Body?"

The knifeman trembled and almost forgot the action.

The next moment, a big hand fell on top of his head, a little hard.

boom!

As if the watermelon burst, Fang Yuan retracted his right hand and took a deep breath: 'Fist into the flesh, **** masculine, this is the martial arts! ’

"Second brother, third brother?"

Only the remaining Wu Zong refused to chase Zhou Tian, ​​his eyes were red.

"Slow walking... this person is amazing, we are not opponents!"

Wang Zen is returning to God, and immediately mourns the curse: "Town! Sleepy! Seal! Kill!"

The four spirits emerged, interlocking, and coming to Fangyuan, so be sure to get the time to escape.

"Useless! Useless! Useless!"

Fang Yuan strode forward, letting Lingguang fall on his body, and the skin was shocked and immediately destroyed.

"Give me death!"

There is no move, no skill, come to this Wang Zen, it is a simple punch.

"you!"

How horrible is the body of the flesh and the power of the singularity? Wang Zen has just exported a word, and the whole person has been blown up!

It is a real explosion! Any defense does not work, the whole person directly blows into a **** fog, and the death is fierce.

"Oh... I can’t think of it, you have such martial arts, and our three brothers are really convinced!"

The only remaining Wuzong saw this scene, suddenly cold hands and feet, tears in his eyes: "Heaven... Why give this group of thieves, so many preferences? I am not satisfied!"

puff!

He is also a strong person. He knows that Fang Yuan will not let him go. He even voluntarily chews his tongue and spits out a big **** fog.