Chen Yuyou suddenly looked up.

I saw that the sky that was originally covered with clouds was suddenly torn by a knife, and many purple thunders danced.

If the knife of the previous Yuan Yuan is only its own prestige, then this is the real power of heaven and earth!

The strength of the celestial warrior is strong, how can it compete with this world?

At this time, Fang Yuan brought the feeling of Chen Yuyou, this is the case! He is the sky! It is the ground!

"impossible!"

The landlord of the Golden Wind Drift Building has changed greatly.

How strong a person's air machine is, it is impossible to upgrade to such a point! His original mentality of Zhizhu was immediately loosened.

"Chen Yuyou... I will try again with a knife!"

Fang Yuan screamed, leaping high and holding a knife.

Oh! Bang!

The thunder and lightning dance, the purple thunder fell down and gathered on his blade, making him like a nine-day thunder of blood and blood.

"A knife is nine days!"

The **** knife fell, surrounded by purple thunder, and the sound was amazing.

In the face of this move, Chen Yuyou did not dare to pick it up, and retired.

He is both a heavenly elephant, and his light work is naturally excellent, and it seems to be fascinating. It is almost unbelievable.

But manpower is sometimes poor, how can it compare with the Thunder?

The warriors outside the court only saw the purple thunder flashing, and the golden wind drizzle building landlord flew out, and the knife and the eye were seen to pass through.

It’s just that Chen Yuyou’s strength is superb, and between the electric and the flint, his hands slammed into the center.

laugh!

The knife was broken, and the celestial martial artist's body blouse exploded, and the blood was stripped, but it eventually resisted this fatal blow.

'not good! ’

Chen Hao swims in the face, not the slightest joy.

Because the next moment, a figure rushed over with lightning speed, and the left hand explored, like a green dragon crawling his claws, straight into his eyes.

"what!"

Under the severe pain, Chen Yuyou’s head slammed back, and the pure instinct of the warrior responded, and finally saved the brain from the brain.

The next moment, he was mad, his hands were thrown, and he was straight out. The chest of the square was really a fight for both sides.

Without the restraint, the blood-staining knife suddenly fell, and at the same time, he went to Chen’s chest.

"Ok?"

Fang Yuan felt a resistance came, a little shocked, knowing that this person is not practicing into a gold body is not bad, that is, wearing a close-fitting treasure.

Otherwise, even if the blood knife is blocked, it is enough to make the person cut off with the benefit of the magic knife.

Moreover, Chen Yuyou’s counterattack is also very fierce.

"Since you want to change?"

Fang Yuan is smiling and not retreating.

Hey!

Chen Yuyou's palms were firmly pressed against his chest, and he did not know how many ribs were interrupted on the spot.

At the same time, Fang Yuan's fingers stretched out, and the nails popped up. Even though they were hard and violent, they scored a few points and pressed onto Chen Yuyou's eyebrows.

For the owner of this three-powered mirror, even if the eyes are shackled, it is only a small injury to the flesh, only the broken eyes, it is the real injury!

"you……"

Chen Yuyou retire, but unfortunately it is too late.

The pain of tearing the soul of the soul suddenly came from his eyebrows, and a **** blast exploded.

In the looming, a fine light emerged, turned into a small mirror, and was captured by Fang Yuan.

"Three talents look at the mirror!"

This world is enough to rank in the top five, and the auxiliary artifacts that make all the warriors covet the three-footed artifacts. They are directly excavated by Fang Yuan from Chen Yuyou's eyebrows, and they are caught in their hands!

"Nangong is hopeless!!!"

Chen Yuyou's eyes bleed, and his eyebrows are a hole in the black scorpion. He is screaming with grievances. The blood in his body is boiling and turns into a **** stalk. It flashes like electricity and disappears into the sky in an instant.

This decision made Fang Yuangao look at it.

If this person has hesitation, he will definitely pay a price to kill him.

"Forget it... a horoscope that loses the ability to look at the mirror, it is not enough to fear!"

Fang Yuan coughed and spit out a large group of blood.

He was also badly wounded by Chen Yuyou.

However, it is possible to beat Chen Yuyou at this cost and grab a soldier. It is still a big profit.

‘Little boy! Are you ready to go so far? ’

When he landed on the ground, the Gorefiend God immediately voiced it: ‘At this time, the right path is broken, and there is no rival in the entire Poyang County. What do you want to see in the Chen Jiabao library? Maybe, it really has that handle away from the sword! ’

‘Are you inducing me to kill? ’

Fang Yuan sneered.

With the cooperation between the Jiang family and the martial arts, even if the magic soldiers were kept before, 80% would be forced to hand over.

What's more, Fang Yuan is more inclined to this Jiang family just to grasp the clues of a little magic soldier.

After all, the top three militia magic blades, whose magical powers, have been difficult to express clearly in words.

If you get one, you can cross the rivers and lakes and smile at the world.

Fang Yuan estimated that even if he added the long hate hook and blood knife he had seen, it would be worthwhile to leave the sword.

Of course, this blood knife must be the tenth of the demon weapon that was previously disabled.

‘After swallowing the flesh and blood, after recovering some of the gods, the blood knife at this time, afraid that it is not the order of the sixty-seventh? It is no wonder that this **** demon **** has risen in confidence and has to seduce me. ’

After Fang Yuan sneered, he reached out directly.

Hey!

The purple light flashes and condenses, like a scabbard, directly seals the blood-stained knives and the blood-devil gods.

"I thought that if I gathered some of the gods, would you be tempted by my strength?"

Fang Yuan muttered to himself, it seems that this **** demon god, still much more polished.

Snapped!

At this time, he fell in the Jiangjia house, surrounded by a fragment of the wall, apparently affected by the aftermath of the previous celestial warriors.

"Ok?"

Fang Yuan looked at a ruin, where there is obviously a gas machine to survive.

He has a little bit of hard work, he has the power to go, the gravel flies, and the entrance to a cellar emerges.

"Don't... don't come over!"

From that passage, a girl’s voice was heard, and Fang Yuan was still very familiar.

"Jiang Xiaodie? I can't think of you being able to survive. This is the luck and strength that are indispensable..."

Fang Yuan said with a smile, suddenly changed his face, licking his chest, and a **** mad spurt out: "Damn Chen Yuyou, see you next time, not killing him!"

"Hill my granddaughter!"

Several figures flew in the air, and the first one was the ancestor of Jiang.

"Oh... you can rest assured, what kind of person am I, how can I bully a weak woman..."

On the square side, there is an abnormal vignetting, and with the clothes on the chest, it is even worse.

"Humph!"

Rao is the temper of the ancestors of the Jiang family, seeing the ruins of the surrounding ruins, and the children of Jiang family who do not know how many deaths and injuries, a face is completely black.

"That is... three spectators?"

When I saw the thing on Fang Yuan’s hand, my eyes were a little straight.

It is an elliptical small mirror, the size of the goose egg, the mirror is covered with a group of fine awns, the surrounding frame is not golden non-jade, with a simple pattern.

This is the body of the three-dimensional gas mirror.

These **** soldiers are already of the same size and can change with the heart.

For example, the previous Chen Yuyou refining it into the eye of the eye, set in his own eyebrows.

"The fifth **** in the world!"

The battle was murmured, and there was a greedy color in the eyes.

If it is normal, he does not even dare to think of a thought, but at this time, this little devil is obviously injured.

In the battle with the landlord, the warrior can't be perfect, but there are a lot of martial arts and rivers around the Jiangjia old house!

If it is possible to kill this person?

The greed in the heart of the battle is like a weed after the spring rain, and it grows unstoppable.

"Nangong is hopeless! You slaughtered the rivers and lakes martial arts, and this time you forced the Jiang family, and the plot was not in control. I am a member of the martial arts in Boyang County, and I will not let you live out of this house!"

Fang Yuan’s chest injury, and finally the confidence of the battle, made him directly out of the crowd, and he said that he was upright and even he was touched by himself.

"Good! Iron lion is not my boss in Poyang County!"

"This statement is very polite, and you must not let the devil head out of this county alive, otherwise we will face it?"

"Everyone is on the sidelines, fighting with the people in the Magic Road, and telling what is the righteousness of the rivers and lakes?"

......

The people around the rivers and lakes were silent, and they immediately boiled.

"Jiang Laos! We are joining hands, how about dragging this?"

Looking at the river next to the eye, the existence of this great master is also his greatest reliance.

Otherwise, even if he knows that Nangong is not expected to be seriously injured, he may not dare to be so dangerous.

The Jiang family ancestors looked deep into the battle, as if they had already seen what he thought, but did not speak.

Nangong is hopeless to slaughter the Jiang family, and the aftermath of the fight is heavy and it is a fact!

As a ancestors of the Jiang family, he naturally had to recover blood debts for the tribes.

"Encircle me?"

Fang Yuanyi, immediately seems to have heard a big joke: "Haha... It’s really a newborn calf, not afraid of the tiger!"

laugh!

He held the knife in his right hand and waved at random.

The **** knife slammed, and the most noisy piece of the warrior suddenly landed on the ground.

A trace of blood rolling, like a life, take the initiative to collect **** knife, from the blade, countless purple red veins emerge, greedily swallowing blood.

Along with this process, the **** fog of the road was spread on Fang Yuan, and his injury improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"In the rumor, the blood knife is stronger and stronger, and it is a knife in the hand. It is not to avoid the exhaustion of the real yuan and the injury..."

Jiang sighed and grabbed Jiang Xiaodie, and quickly regressed: "Mr. Nangong, old words!"

"..."

The cold sweat of the forehead of the battle dripped down.

Before the original indignation, the heroes of the rivers and lakes were filled with screams.

"Mr. Nangong..."

At this point, he had to smack the scalp to the top of the scorpion.

puff!

The next moment, the knife flashed, his head fell directly.

"Why... I don't want to kill, is there someone else to die?"

Fang Yuan fainted and took back the blood knife.