Chapter 1978 Hands-on! (Two more changes, one more tomorrow)

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  The enemy is now, three thousand confrontation, the wind and sand roar, the battlefield is iron and blood.

  At such a crisis, Chang Tingwan proposed three chapters of legislation on Qin Yu.

"You said."

  Qin Yu thought it was a combat strategy, but what they said was indeed a combat strategy.

   "The details of the three chapters, 1. If you are in danger, save yourself. 2. If you are dying, save yourself as well. 3. Whether you die or not, whether you are in danger or not, you must milk the whole army."

  Qin Yu heard the three chapters of the legislation clearly, and she understood.

  This curly chicken wants to prostitute for nothing.

  The most frenzied combat strategy in history.

  Looking at Changting Night with a look of social scum, Qin Yu was talking slowly.

  "I know a lot of people, all of them are so bad that they are especially cruel to me, all sorts of calculations, but then I found out-they all just want to get my attention."

   "They did succeed, too."

   "Sister Wan, you also succeeded."

   Then comes with a gentle smile.

Ding! ! You are a scumbag, you succeeded in attracting the attention of my old lady.

  Changting night: "..."

  You disgust me, I disgust you, come on, who is afraid of whom!

  However, Chang Tingwan’s combat power was actually amazing, and the reason why he could not go back was because there was no time.

   is like this person throwing a spell and ran into the battlefield, making people helpless, so exciting!

   took a deep look at Qin Yu, and Chang Ting retracted his gaze in the evening, and looked at the army of three thousand phantom cultivators that appeared in front of him seriously.

  Yuezhushan.

One of the five-rank sects of Huaye Dajing Prefecture, it is expensive. The sect is naturally powerful. There are usually ten masters in the Mahayana period. There are many masters in the tribulation period. There are a large number of masters in the integration period. According to the conventions and default rules of the iron-blooded battle of the three-level state sect system, the lower-level sects in the lower gram above should be challenged by the upper-middle-level sects who reserve combat power to deal with.

  So when the opponent's 3,000 people show up, those who watch the battle on the wall are just. . . Cheers.

  Dead, dead!

  She must be dead!

  That malignant tumor!

  Bai Ze and Ying Ruoruo stood among the cheering people, very low-key silent.

  Unexpectedly, my own sect had done so many damaging things, and slammed a large number of sects, which was not as easy as his sister Qingqiu. . . . Ra's hatred value is high.

   Bai Ze: "Qingqiu this person..."

   Win Ruoruo: "Sure enough, she is very good. This is our Senior Sister Qingqiu, right."

   Bai Ze: "Um... forget it."

  But so many people are so malicious, won’t you be angry if you win?

Bai Ze expressed curiosity, but Ying Ruoruo smiled fresh and pure and natural. "Senior sister said, she likes people who don’t like her especially hate her and can’t get rid of her. I like whatever senior sister likes. ."

White Pond:"..."

  Why should I enter Wuque?

  This sect is very poisonous.

  Everyone expected the Wuque regiment to be destroyed very deeply, and they also saw that the confrontation between the two armies in the battlefield was already very obvious.

  Three thousand people each.

  Yuezhushan's people just showed up, their aura revealed, and the cultivation level was exploded.

  There is actually a five-hundred transformation stage, a thirty-combination stage, and even a half-step tribulation stage. The rest are all distraction stages, and they are also the peaks of the distraction stage!

  Such a scale is not tyrannical.

  Wufei's combat power is better than that of the opponent, is it possible?

  So the people who had just watched the battle saw the cultivation base of the three thousand people in Yuezhuo Mountain, and they were all shocked. They both felt the power of the Five-Rank Sect, and felt that the impeccable group would be destroyed.

  Because the cultivation base of those three thousand people without fault is the peak of all gods.

  This is also very scary, but what about that?

  The gap is too big.

  Unless there are countermeasures.

  Even people like Zhou Dundun who have a good impression of Wu Que can't help but worry when they see it.

  This is a deadly battle. Those who lose will hardly have a chance to live. Yue Zhuoshan is so strong, it also means that all three thousand people without fault will die.

  Includes Qingqiu.

   "So strong, how to fight! It's over..." Zhou Dundun was worried and couldn't eat the snacks in his hand.

   On the other side, Jiaojiao, who was held by Fang Yourong on the city wall, was still eating fruit, rolling her eyes while eating. This group of people was ignorant, even if Yuyu faced the other 3,000 people alone, it was fine.

  Bahhhhhh, the juice was plump into the mouth, and suddenly, Jiaojiao's cheeks were pinched by the slender fingers, and the fleshy face was pinched and turned, Jiaojiao met Fang Yourong's thoughtful face.

   Jiaojiao: "Oh? Fang Fang...what are you doing..."

  Jiaojiao's mouth was pinched, her lips beuted, her voice is unknown.

  Fang Yourong’s eyebrows were very pale, “It’s nothing, I want to see if you have eaten for a while and have you gained weight.”

   Jiaojiao: "..."

   Just when Jiaojiao thinks she is too cute, Senior Sister Fang Fang likes it with her heart. This is not good. She only likes fish. Although Fang Fang is very beautiful and powerful, he will not be shaken!

  Boom!

Jiaojiao, who was wondering how to dispel Fang Yourong's affection, was suddenly taken aback, and immediately raised her head to look at the battlefield ahead.

  Ah, fire has started in the battlefield!

  As soon as they actually met each other, the people on the wall were shocked!

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Of course Yue Zhuoshan would not be merciful, and he was unwilling to waste too much time with his opponent Wuque this time. In themselves, they would dare to challenge them to Wuque, who was not well-known in the weakest realm of Lulu Dajingzhou. They have a heart of contempt and anger-even if the ranking arrangement of this iron-blooded battle is a matter of realm, they still vent their anger to Wushu.

  Since I look down on it and hate it, it is natural to use the shortest time to defeat the opponent, and to use the most brutal way.

  So the Phantom of the Three Thousands descended and entered the range of five hundred meters. The leader of the Tribulation Period locked the position and blocked the three thousand people Qin Yu and the others tightly in the barrier, and then. . .

   "Yue Zhuo Mountain, the leader of the Phantom Three Thousand Army, Hua Zhuo, remember the one who killed you today."

  The tall and yin-hued man smiled contemptuously and raised his arms.

  Behind the Phantom Army suddenly launched an attack.

  Two thousand sword repairs, one thousand skill repairs.

  The sword qi is like a waterfall, and the spells are like a mountain. The group mobilized, covering the space above the rolling yellow sand, and covering the three thousand people towards Qin Yu.

   Thrilling group attack, murderous arrogance.

  Die!

  The people from Yuezhushan smiled grimly.

   Suddenly, this hideous face solidified.

  Because there are three thousand people ahead, no, there are 2998 people.

  The person with facial paralysis who was silent in 1998 and didn't even say a word, the thousand people in front of him went down to mark the ground.

  The palm of the left hand is printed in a formation, and the sand on the flat ground collapses in the spiral bunker. The huge suction force in the bunker causes the airflow above it to be swept.

  One of the intermediate spell marks: Wind scroll quicksand mark.

  Group quicksand prints, the effect of windsand quicksand is powerful, even if it can't stop the sword waterfall, it also affects.

  Flying swords turbulent trajectory, and this fluctuation makes the speed of the sword unstable, the spells go first, the first wave of spells is close at hand, but the person who squatted in front of the seal raised his right hand, hum!

  Each person sacrificed a shield-shaped magic weapon.

  Medium spirit weapon Iron Broken City.

  It’s nothing, but a thousand identical iron shattered city shields suddenly appeared, piling up the city walls.

Can    stop it?

  (End of this chapter)