A top master, the internal force is isolated, this is already the strongest killer. {Chinese

In.} The purple shirt dragon king shot is the palm of the hand, it is conceivable that this purple shirt dragon king has already had a killing heart for himself.

Lin Yi’s heart is cold, and he is not ready to fight with the top players. I have never thought that the top experts in the cult are actually so rich in their own killings. Willing to let go of the face of the top master, personally shot, to kill himself.

If it is an ordinary top player, Lin Yi has the hope of fighting. But the opponent is the purple dragon king.

The zither dragon king is the head of the four dragon kings. In the Ming dynasty, its strength is only under the Ming cult.

Among the top of the list, is the top ten top players in the old brand.

Powerful, wise, and witty.

If he does not shoot, he will be ready for the first shot and will never give the enemy any possibility of escape.

Since he debuted, the people he wants to kill have never escaped his life.

Never have one!

What is really terrible is not his strength, but his wisdom!

Today, a top-notch such horrible master is smothering himself, and Lin Yixin suddenly sinks. The prudent's patience with oneself has reached its limit. If it does not break out, once it breaks out, it really makes him feel chilly.

However, the palm of the hand strikes, there is no possibility of evasion.

When the purple dragon king shot, he broke all his back roads. There is no way to go!

Lin Yi’s heart sinks, and today he is afraid to die here.

Although he was extremely desperate, he was not a generation. Although I didn’t feel good in my heart, I didn’t have any hope of winning this battle, but he still wanted to fight!

Even if you die, you must die on the battlefield!

I would rather stand to die than to live!

With a snoring, directly explode the eighth and seventh layers of internal force in Dantian!

boom!

A thunderous loud noise, emitted from Lin Yi's body, the outer two layers of internal force exploded, burning quickly. Infused into the limbs, an extremely powerful force emerged spontaneously. The sword, the purple dragon, and the dragon king hit the palm of the hand.

"Humph!"

Han Ling Xuan, the singer of the purple shirt, sneered with a sneer, although Lin Yi suddenly broke out of the internal force. Strong and powerful. It has surpassed the power of a half-step top master, and can even be said to have reached the point of top players.

But these are not worth mentioning for his Swallow Dragon King.

There are no changes. Straight one palm shot.

boom!

The palm of the hand was shot on the sword, like a flat thunder, blasting a dozen miles of land, almost everyone can hear clearly, like a blast in the ear.

I looked at the sounds.

I saw a sound and shadow, spit blood, from the dust and fog, straight out of the air. While flying backwards, he vomited blood and fell to the ground. I vomited again with a big blood.

All the people who died in the right way, seeing the person who was bombarded, all of them were slightly stunned, and suddenly their looks changed. Lost voice: "Lin Shaoxia!"

"Lin Gongzi!"

Wang Yu fell to see the figure, his face was mad, his flower was eclipsed, and he screamed. I was going to rush to Lin Yi, but Huang Yiting slammed her waist and shouted, "Don't go!"

"I want to save the forest son! Save him!" Wang Yu fell his eyes with pears and rain, screaming and screaming.

"You are dead when you go!"

Huang Yiting cried in a cold voice. The tone was cold and there seemed to be no feelings, but the cold face showed a trace of grief. Helpless, even desperate. A pair of beautiful eyes contain tears, which seems to fall at any time.

"Hahaha, the rabbits of the right way, are you not very happy to kill? Come and let me kill you with a **** old ghost!"

A sly smile. The boiling killings shrouded, and the bloodshoes and old ghosts laughed and laughed and killed them.

"Run!"

Huang Yiting’s face changed greatly, and he took Wang Yu’s fall and ran.

"Lin Gongzi, Lin Gongzi"

Wang Yu’s flower was eclipsed, his eyes were dull, and he looked at the figure behind him and was struggling, but no one could save him. The heart is like a knife, and the colic is endless.

The top three masters of the cult are laughing and laughing, and the action is swift, and the madness rushes. The right people who fall behind are killed by them without any resistance.

The first-class peak master, at the moment in front of these top experts, is also like a cockroach ant, can not stand a blow.

In the blink of an eye, sixty top-ranking peak masters were killed by more than a dozen. These are not the top three masters of the Devils who deliberately kill. They just saw where the right people gathered, and went to kill.

Every time you attack, it is a storm.

The road is fiasco!

The losses were extremely heavy and they fled. It was a massacre, morale and frustration, and there was no war.

"enough!"

Thousands of elites who were attacked on the right track, nearly one-third of them were killed, and when they were more than a thousand people, they screamed.

Four figures, full of golden light, like the one coming from the golden water, came to the top of the top three masters of the magic, cold and drink.

The four golden people, the light on their heads, the hands of everyone, are all monks. It is the top master of Shaolin!

Seeing Shaolin’s top masters came out, the blood knife and the old ghosts laughed, and they were far away from each other, and the **** knife rushed into the sky: “Hey, Shaolin monk, do you want to fight with us so early?”

As he said, his scarlet tongue stretched out, rubbed his lips, and looked excited and laughed: "The battle of the top, the old ghost I have long wanted to fight!"

"Enough, this time is not the time for me to wait for the move. At that time, the old man must drop the demon!" A monk shouted and said that the justice was in vain, but there was no war.

Standing in the same place, facing the top three masters of the Devil, but there is no meaning of any shot.

The blood knife screamed and screamed, looking at the side of the Dragon King of the Purple Shirt. He smiled and said: "The Shaolin monk, you blocked us, why don't you stop the Purple Dragon King? Are you the first day of arrogance? If you kill the sword, you will not save it?"

"Lin Shaoxia Ji people have their own natural world, he has always been a miracle person again and again, the old man believes that he will be able to create a miracle." Shaolin 僧 people face does not change color, said lightly.

The blood knife old ghost haha ​​smiled and pointed to Shaolin's top four masters. I want to say something, but I can’t speak. Finally laughed: "Served, the old ghost is served! You Shaolin monk is thick skin, want to let the death of the sword to die, die. It is so sorrowful, really admire!"

"However, if you want to kill the dead sword, we also want to kill the dead sword. Our goal is the same, in this case. Look at this sentiment, righteously this group of rabbits, the old ghosts are not Killed. How are we watching this movie? See how the Purple Dragon King is killing you on the first day of the road!"

Shaolin's top four masters, their faces are still the same, still a smile: "He will not be soon."

The blood knife and the old ghost glimpsed, and then they couldn’t help but laugh, and laughter spread throughout the battlefield, so that all righteous people could hear clearly.

"What happened? Shaolin people, why not go to save the forest son?" Just escaped life, not yet relieved. Wang Yu found that Shaolin's four top masters stayed still, and confronted the top masters of the magical teachings, and did not mean anything. Not to mention the meaning of saving Lin Yi, can not help but cry anxiously.

"The Shaolin people can't wait for Lin Gongzi to die. How can they save the Linzi?" Huang Yiting said coldly, the people who looked at Shaolin in their eyes were full of coldness.

"How can this be done? Lin Gongzi is in Kaifeng City, killing so many devils, but doing things for Shaolin!" Wang Yu fell into an unbelievable color and shouted.

"There is now a battle in Kaifeng City. The war has ended. Lin Gongzi has no value for Shaolin people, and can't wait to let Lin Gongzi die soon!" Huang Yiting Xiuquan clenched, the sound became colder. Looking at Shaolin's people, the beauty is full of embarrassment and disdain: "Shaolin's trick is to kill people with a knife, but it is familiar."

“How could this be?” Wang Yuluo is still unbelievable.

"A good Shaolin person, so despicable and shameless, crossing the river to break the bridge, this son is an eye-opener!" Mu Ziyan cried indignantly.

"Master!" Chu Yaoyin has tears in his eyes. Cried and screamed. Hao Tian, ​​Mo Xiaoyao, and Pan Wei are equally sad.

"Shaolin, I let the fox wind remember this account!" The fox wind clenched the hilt tightly, the nail penetrated the palm of the hand, and the blood flowed down the hilt, and the face was cold. Looking into the distance, the figure that was chased by the top masters of the magical teachings, the fox wind is extremely painful, but there is nothing to do, full of helplessness, and despair.

Can not pull the sword to help, can only look at that, one person who called his fox brother, was shot again and again, vomiting blood, the breath is getting weaker.

"Lin Yi brother, I hope you can still create a miracle and escape your life!"

"You can't die, Huashan needs you, Wuyue Jianpai needs you!"

"If you are really dead, there will be a day. I will let the fox wind single sword sing and teach, and squat on the mountain, to avenge you, the sword enemy!"

"How can this be?"

"Why don't Shaolin people save Lin Shaoxia?!"

"God, isn't Lin Shaoxia going to fall here? Shaolin's trick is to use the knife to kill people. The bridge is broken, it's really obvious!"

"Poor Lin Shaoxia, offended Shaolin, a big day of arrogance, I am a legendary generation of rivers and lakes, have to fall here?"

"Lin Shaoxia, you must escape your life, you must live and live! We are still waiting for you to lead us to demon slayer!"

"Lin Shaoxia is holding on!!!"

Among the right people, almost boiling, everyone is dissatisfied with Shaolin’s dissatisfaction. One by one, looking at the road, being beaten again and again, blood rushing, being hit hard, full of worry, my heart is constantly praying .

For the people of Shaolin, they are even more glaring, and their anger is extremely dissatisfied. And all this, Shaolin's people, but they turn a blind eye to each other, face each other with a kind color, watching the battle in the distance

puff!

Once again, I was shot and the blood was boiling. The internal organs were almost broken, and Lin Yi spewed out a blood. The body was bruised and bruised, the clothes were stained with blood, and the whole person became almost bloody.

The Zixia internal force in Dantian has already exploded six layers, leaving only the last two layers! (To be continued.)