Swords and soldiers met from both sides.

One of them is in a disadvantaged position, and it is a royal member to watch them dressed. On the other side, the clothes are mixed, and the origins are indistinguishable.

Lu Chen's whole body was powerful, carrying a sharp sword, and swept quickly.

And the speed is not reduced.

Seeing the land dust storm coming, several cold eyes locked it in the first time.

"Come and stop!"

Immediately, a voice filled with commands came out from the crowd.

"Uh!"

Lu Chen's expression was indifferent, and he glanced coldly at the person who spoke, and then, with a flick of his fingers, a fierce finger whizzed out.

"court death!"

Filled with murderous insults, he spit out the first man's mouth.

"puff!"

However, before waiting for his next move, Lu Chen flicked his fingers and fiercely pointed his finger, tearing the void, breaking his head fiercely, flying his head, and splashing white and red.

"Puff puff……"

Almost at the same time, a few fingers followed, fiercely running through the rest of the strong and mixed clothes.

...

In the old days, the majestic and grand palace was like **** on earth.

Countless soldiers fell across the pool of blood.

Blood flowed out of the corpse's wounds, impregnating a large area of ​​soil, and the air was filled with a **** gas that was too thick to melt.

"Boom!"

In the dull sound, a figure blew into the air, smashed **** the ground, and raised a cloud of smoke.

"Cough cough cough ..."

A middle-aged Tsing Yi middle-aged with a mixed weight of nine weights, half kneeling on the ground, bleeding at the corner of his mouth, staring fiercely at the person in front of him.

"Liang Ke, I didn't expect you to come here. Are you not afraid of being cleaned by my Fengjia in the future?"

Known as Liang Ke, he is a burly middle-aged man with a round waist and a height of two meters.

After hearing the man's words, Liang Ke sneered, "Royal? Hahaha, the Feng family is already in the west, and since today, there will be no more Feng family."

Tsing Yi's middle-aged man coughed up blood and cursed, "You ... cough cough cough, you're indifferent ... Chaotic thief, you won't end well."

Liang Ke shot a murderous shot in his eyes and looked directly at Tsing Yi middle-aged, with a cruel smile, "Lin Yuanhou, it's not too early, it's time to send you on the road."

With that said, he dashed out vigorously and rushed away.

"Buzz ..."

The bowstring vibrates.

A series of sounds of breaking the sky sounded, and several black lights struck the void, hitting Liang Ke without any errors.

"Dang Dang Dang ..."

Although Wu Jinjian was strong, he never hurt Liang Ke. It was blocked by a layer of pale gold body protection, and a symphony of gold and iron broke out.

"A group of ants, really trouble."

Liang Ke glanced a bit of shadow in his eyes, and the speed was slightly sluggish. When passing by a dead soldier, his toes were ticked, and a strong bow made of black gold was held in his hand.

Wu Jingong, the Qiyue dynasty's army-standard weapon, although not a **** soldier, but the attack and kill power, even compared to the two-star **** soldier, is not weak at all.

"Since you like to play bows, you can also taste the taste of black arrows."

When the sound rang and fell.

"Buzz!"

The bowstring vibrates!

"Oh!"

The black light burst out of the air, tearing the air, and actually brought down a deep burst of gas.

"Hurry away!" Lin Yuanhou reminded loudly.

After all, one step late.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and a hundred meters away, a Hundred Seventh Soldier with a ruthless piercing in his chest died on the spot.

Lin Yuan Hou Meng was fragile, "Ah, Liang Ke, I killed you ..."

With a roar, the force on the residual body surged and ejected.

"Boom!"

Liang Ke raised his fist to meet, muffled sound came out.

Lin Yuanhou vomited blood in a big mouth, and he came and went faster and faster. Like a defeat in the wind, he flew away fiercely, and he pulled out dozens of meters on the ground to stabilize his body.

"Today, you all have to die. It's your turn when I clear out some fish."

Sneeringly glanced at Lin Yuanhou, Liang Ke raised his bow, took an arrow, pulled a string, ...

"Buzz!"

The bowstring trembled and the black light broke.

"puff!"

A Hundred Yuan Sixth Soldier had no way to hide, his eyebrows were pierced by arrows.

"Buzz ..."

"Puff puff……"

The black light breaks through the air one after another, and the arrow has no false hair, like a scythe of death, harvesting life.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of soldiers from the Hundred Yuan Realm were penetrated into the deadly parts of the skull, chest, neck, and other deadly parts ...

Witnessing the death of his soldiers with his own eyes, Lin Yuanhou's eyes were blood-red, and his roaring beast roared from his throat.

"I will kill you!"

Yuan Li's diffuse palm slammed into the ground, ejected, and the black sword in his hand split down.

Suddenly, Yuanli rushed in, and above the blade, a ten-meter blade was condensed, tearing the air.

"Only you, still want to kill me?"

A glance at Liang Ke's mouth revealed a disdainful sneer. A spin under his feet, his body traversed to the left like lightning, avoiding Lin Yuanhou desperately.

"dead!"

In the moment of dodging, the two grams of motion kept rushing out, and the palm of the hand filled with a strong element.

Next moment.

The palm of your hand is like a knife.

With a clatter, the space trembled, and a pale air mark appeared in the palm of the hand, and the power was pressing.

Lin Yuanhou raised his knife to resist.

"Click!"

When the palm knife and the Wujin Dadao intersect, the cracking sound comes out from the Wujin Dadao, and a crack appears.

Lin Yuanhou's pupils shrank.

at last.

"collapse……"

With a loud noise, Wujin's Broadsword completely shattered.

The palm of the knife Yu Wei did not diminish, slashing fiercely at Lin Yuanhou's chest.

If you are hit, you will die.

however.

Liang Ke's brow was wrinkled. With his powerful perception of the half-step Vientiane Realm, he was faintly aware of the rapid sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by a fatal crisis.

He gave up decisively to kill Lin Yuanhou, closed his palm, turned, Yuanli sprayed out thinly, and then punched out with a punch.

"boom!"

The fist came out like a mountain. Under the terrifying fist, the air shattered and the elemental force was disordered.

The power of one punch is really extreme terror.

Fist shattered the air and collided with a white hand.

The moment when the fists collide.

The earth-shattering loud noise never came out.

Silent touch? Obviously unlikely.

"boom!"

After a breath. A violent collision sound came out, and Yuanli ran wild.

"Click!"

Liang Ke's face was twisted, howling, and flew away. In the air, his right arm suddenly burst into a blood mist, followed by his chest, head, abdomen ...

One by one, it turned into blood mist.

"Tap ..."

Blood rain mixed with blood droplets dripping down.

Lu Chen closed his fist and stepped back, avoiding the **** rain.

One boxing kills a half-step Vientiane strong man, for today's Lu Chen, it is a breeze.

However, this scene fell in Lin Yuanhou's eyes, but it was like a thunderbolt on the sunny day, shocking him dumbfounded.

After a while.

He then struggled to look away from a pool of blood and looked at the coming person.

"It's you, Lu Chen !!!"

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