Chapter 1961 Milk him! (Third more)

In the west, I want to be brutal. Many sects’ styles are close to the temperament of Luohan Valley, a big-footed man, and the heroines of various green forests, where can I eat this breath, and the middle area is because of Qin Yu’s shit-stirring stick. This led to an infinite increase in the mid-stage conflict factor, even if she went to the depths later, the seeds had been planted, and eventually they detonated.

  Look, now there is a fight in the southwest.

  He didn't even fight, just started the fight!

  There are more than a dozen people on both sides, and five or six of them are in the top 20 on each side.

  The scale is not small anymore.

  At least among the people Qin Yu knows, there are Mo Jinzun and Zhou Dundun in the west, and Lai Yuan, Beitang Miracle and Hua Yuesheng in the south. . .

  The fight was so fierce that the fire and wind continued, and Mo Jinzun and Lai Yuan were fighting extremely fiercely.

   Both of them are at the peak of the **** transformation stage, and their combat strength is stable and fit, otherwise there will be no power to kill the black general with a single sword. This fight and fight has spread to others.

  Is this someone from the East? No, it's from the north.

  The people in the north were caught and attracted. Before they even touched the place of group battle, they first met the hapless ghost in the east.

  Yes, this unlucky ghost is Bai Ze.

  Speaking of it, Bai Ze was really down with blood mold.

  He has just found an organization to grow up silently for more than four years. It’s not easy. He struggles to survive, develops low-key, earnestly engages in the cause of killing strangers, and can be stable and not turbulent, but he has encountered many hardships along the way.

  Eastern, **** him!

  Fuck him!

New wounds and old wounds are densely packed, and the more the medicine is eaten, the less the medicine is eaten. I finally managed to survive until the last day, thinking that I finally succeeded in surviving. guy.

  Passed by, but missed.

  Bai Ze had no time to rejoice, people from the north came over.

Speaking of it, Zhou Jinchuan was also very unlucky. After being robbed, he lost his lining. Fortunately, his face was covered. He made a wave of diligence, but he also gathered some bones and spirits, but he knew he had been robbed once. He definitely couldn't compare with other people, because he lived under the people, so he started to rob others.

  After a few waves, the confidence is finally recovered. It is not that he is weak, but Mo Jinzun is too strong!

  It happened that he saw Mo Jinzun fighting with Ling Yuan, and he secretly prayed that Ling Yuan would defeat the red-haired boy, but he was a little unwilling, because he still didn't dare to fight with Mo Jinzun.

  Can't beat it!

  Fortunately, there is one who can play before.

   "There is no fault in the east, huh!"

  Zhou Jinchuan originally hated Qin Yu and the others, but now he can meet Bai Ze who is alone.

  Although I didn't care about Bai Ze, if he could kill this, it would be a blow to Wuque.

  So Zhou Jinchuan set up a barrier before Bai Ze escaped, then showed up, and then took action.

  Bai Ze is not a vegetarian either. Knowing that he can't escape, he just insisted. He resisted for two rounds. He was quite strong to break the attack. Zhou Jinchuan was surprised, but he also became more annoyed.

   In the end, the power gap is too large, Bai Ze will soon be invincible, losing steadily, and splattering flesh and blood.

  Keng! The long spear blocked horizontally, the underground land was cracked, flying sand and rocks, Zhou Jinchuan's face was cold, and he pressed down with a sword.

   "Kneel me!"

  Boom! Bai Ze's leg bone fractured. . . Seeing that he was forced to kneel down.

  He saw the ground glowing and green, and then, flesh and blood regenerated, fractured roots and tendons reorganized, and a force of strength emerged spontaneously, and there was a burst of energy.

  Spell increase, formation increase.

   Bai Ze seemed to have thought of something, but he was not sure yet, and he heard a voice in his ear.

   "Why are you in a daze, I will help you and beat him."

Plain and plain, but like the sound of heaven, and as if assisted by gods, Bai Ze felt the tyrannical power, and suddenly remembered one thing-the impeccable Qingqiu, the most proficient at vitality spells, and the vitality spells are also known as The strongest auxiliary technique, once the fifth Dao Ling and Fang Yourong were assisted by her to kill a large class of powerful enemies.

   Bai Ze was originally a warlike person, but the gap between the enemy and us is too big, courage and war will sometimes can not change the iron facts, but if you count a super dung stick abnormal big tumor, it will be different.

  Qin Yu stood on the side, pinched the seal of the technique, and displayed it forcefully-milk him!

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Qin Yu is not like the protagonist in terms of luck, but she is still very stylish in other aspects-if she wants to hook anyone, she can basically hook it (the people who don't want to hook are basically hooked, and most of them are It's a perverted boss), if she wants to breast-feed someone, she must also breast-feed it!

   And the milk is super super powerful!

On the other side, Zhou Dundun and others are fighting like a raging fire, but the difference in basic strength is not big, and they can’t tell the top and bottom. They just have their own injuries. It can’t be talked about injuries and bones-mainly because Mo Jinzun and Lai Yuan have yet to show results. , For the overall situation did not lay the result.

The people in the west are sturdy and tough. Unless the defeat is set, they will not give in. You can see Zhou Dundun hammering the square with a hammer. The movement is so loud that the monks who are attracted to watch from afar, the first sight is Luohangu Lolita and her big hammer, and then. . . .

  Boom!

  Golden light bucket hundred feet, four-eyed Mingwei king.

  Four Eyes Mighty King is a semi-supernatural power, Mo Jinzun can use more than one operation method, and all of them have reached the state of semi-supernatural power.

Nowadays, there are not many young generations who can master one demi-magical power. If there is more than one, they are undoubtedly the top genius, and Mo Jinzun has understood two demi-magic powers after 80 years of cultivation, which is naturally scary. As soon as the four-eyed power king came out, the yellow sand above the dunes was illuminated by magical light. The sand grains seemed to have been quenched into the magic power, with its own lethality. Exploded by one of his gazes!

  That light, that sand, that dazzling everything.

  Only greeted the light sword with the solemn face of Yuan Yuan.

  For the swordsman, all the tricks are in the sword.

  The swordsman is very persistent on the concept of "one sword". It can be that the opponent is weak and one sword is enough to solve it, or it can be that the opponent is very strong and must make the strongest sword.

  Mo Jinzun Yu Laiyuan is obviously the latter.

  So this sword. . . .

"Mo Jinzun will lose." An old man with a belt and a fish basket stroked his beard. The middle-aged swordsman beside him was calm as a mountain, but he was slightly moved by this sentence. Realm judges the victory or defeat of others, and the result is-the technique is defeated.

  The sword slashed away the spiritual vision of the four-eyed mighty king and ended the battle.

   Half a mile away, Mo Jinzun's face was pale, and his red hair seemed to be lost, which was unbelievable.

   "How could it be, how could I be..."

Mo Jinzun’s pride was overwhelming, while Lao Yuan’s pride was deep in his heart. To Mo Jinzun’s defeat, he only raised sharp eyebrows and said indifferently: “There are always strengths and weaknesses, and there is victory or defeat. I will not If you fail, you can only fail."

  He pointed at his sword, pointed at Mo Jinzun, and also pointed at Zhou Dundun and others.

  Mo Jinzun was defeated, and people in the west naturally felt it. People in the south, such as Hua Yuesheng and others, were immediately proud and shouted that the west was defeated, and Zhou Dundun and others surrendered.

  (End of this chapter)