Immortal killing tricks - Wan Hao!

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For a time, thousands of dragons and dragons danced, silver scales like the sea, overwhelmingly killing the mighty old man.

After understanding the details of the grandeur of the ecliptic, Fangyuan had no choice but to abandon the most powerful means of the Quantum, but he could use other means. In comparison, Fangyuan’s means are enriched.

The WITTMANN old man snorted and his face had no unexpected color.

Before he came here, he had already prepared for the full battle and was familiar with Fang Yuan’s murder.

"Made-like things, can you live in the old man?" The mighty old man stood proud in the sky, but he did not blink, and watched Wan Wan rushing over.

The cockroach in his back was burned, and he wrapped his whole body to form a huge fireball.

Wan Hao killed the weiqiang old man's side, suddenly screaming strange, a head-sword smashed full of drunkenness, flying wildly, turning around, fierce offensive suddenly collapsed.

When the drunkenness of each sword was reached to a certain extent, it was suddenly slammed and smoldered.

The sword was turned into a group of torches. After the fierce burning, it quickly dissipated.

On the scene, the mighty old man did not move, and he burned the flames. The size of the sword is very large, but it has just ruined directly to the vicinity of the mighty old man, and it can't hurt the old man's hair.

"Xiandao kills Zhaoyang back to the fire-fighting clothes!" Fang Yuan's pupils shrink, thoroughly seeing this move is very powerful. It is prepared for both offense and defense, and it is the nemesis of Fang Yuan Wan.

"Then I will try my tricks again." Fang Yuan growled in his heart.

He had already used his meeting to meet each other, pretending to be a sword, and rushing to the vicinity of the mighty old man.

Then, he was dressed as a drunken, and approached a short distance, slamming the display.

The killings have just been spurred, and Fang Yuan has been exposed. It’s awe-inspiring and it’s hard to hide.

The WITTMANN veteran was shot by the light, and he was not afraid of Fangyuan’s declining printing, killing Fangyuan.

Boom!

The source of the old man was indiscriminately bombarded and was kept by Fang Yuan’s counter-current bodyguard.

Fang Yuan is screaming and screaming, resisting the old man’s good bombardment, and the hard work will finally succeed.

The WITTMANN old man has already prepared for it. For Fangyuan, the fighter plane is even more difficult to grasp. Finally, he barely shot out of the shackles, and the strange light flew out the shoulders of the mighty old man, only a small and a half!

The old man suddenly felt a sudden emptiness in his heart, at the same time, Yangshuo back fire coat in case of violent wind, the fire suddenly weakened 40%!

"This is a great move, but it still can't break through the old man's Yangshuo back firefighter!" The WITTMANN old man laughed and slammed, while urging himself to heal himself.

He is faster than Fangyuan, and it is difficult for Fangyuan to form a continuous blow to him.

The old man got a chance to breathe, and temporarily fell into the wind, but after a while, his injury was mostly good, and the momentum returned to its peak, and the Yangshuo back fire was also revived.

The insignificance of India and India can be horrible, but the mighty old man is alert to the extraordinary, and then does not give Fangyuan what to do.

His Yangshuo back firefighter defense is extremely good, Fang Yuan finally felt in the hard battle, once his opponent faced the mood of the countercurrent body protection.

"The soul of this old thing is not his weakness." Although it was just rubbing, Fangyuan still harvested valuable information.

The smashing of the seal is aimed at the enemy's soul, but the mighty old man is the old eight-turn 蛊仙, the foundation is strong, there is no shortcoming, the defense on the soul can be described as strict.

Fang Yuan estimates that even if it is in the middle of the printing, it will not kill the mighty old man, and there is no possibility of a final tone.

It is often necessary to match the soul of the singer to the dream, in order to deal with the eight turns of the heavens.

However, at the beginning of the war, the mighty old man destroyed the prototype of the Fangyuan House in Fangyuan, and the shadowless people are still in the dream.

If the immortal house is in the shape of a sacred house, Fang Yuan has an innocence to attract the soul to help, and to deal with the mighty old man, will definitely have the upper hand.

However, the old man ambushed and smashed the embryonic form of the fairy house. Fangyuan not only suffered heavy losses, but also lost the first mover and fell into a passive situation, and never seized the upper hand.

In this situation, the other party's source is of course quite dangerous. He fell into an ambush and must break out as soon as possible.

Immortal killing tricks - Wan Hao!

Fang Yuan continued to mobilize Wan Hao, and more swords filled the entire space.

Although the WITTMANN veterans firmly grasp the upper hand, they never have a moment of relaxation.

His eyes were slightly congested, and Fang Yuan once again concealed into the group. At this time, he wants to choose the means of investigation, to see the true body of the broken source, or to remove these swords first?

If Fang Yuan does not remove, the sword can be described as endless, but the mighty old man has self-knowledge, and his heart secretly: "I am afraid that my means of investigation can not be seen and met. I am afraid of the source, and I am afraid that my mind is not pure!"

Although the WITTMANN old man took the initiative and his words were arrogant, he was always cautious and calm in his heart.

He knows that he and Fang Yuan are masters of this level. Both sides have extremely rich combat experience. Although they are leading for the first time and are active, they will be changed by Fangyuan if they respond to the mistakes.

The old man whistling, taking him as the center, the flames are burning, spreading rapidly, forming a sea of ​​fire.

The sword in the flame is like a wax, and it melts quickly.

The choice of the old man makes Fang Yuan quite uncomfortable.

Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment, and immediately gnawed his teeth to adhere to the tactics, manipulating the impact of the vast array of space.

In control of the big array here, there is naturally a Zhongzhou Zhuxian. When they saw Wan Zhen, they wanted to deal with it, but the next time, the mighty old man would pass it over: "Don't move! Fangyuan's Zhoudao and Zhidao realms are very high. The more the big array changes, the easier it is to be. Look at it. I will handle these muddy things, don’t be too embarrassed."

The old man does not want to give Fang Yuan any arrogant machine, the sea of ​​fire burns the sword, the power is amazing.

Fang Yuan was sneer, suddenly appeared in front of the dream.

Immortal killing tricks - pure dreams and truth!

He quickly gathered the dreams, and once again spread the dreams into a group of dreams and turned into a pure dream for truth.

"No, this devil is so cunning!" The old man's face changed, Fangyuan's illusory, flexible and versatile tactics made him difficult to grasp and unpredictable.

Fang Yuan opened a portal to Xianxie, and wanted to embed the zodiac, the shadowless soul, the black Loulan, and the white ice.

But at this time, behind him, the angry roar of the mighty old man came: "Devil, you can't think about it!"

boom!

A killing and blasting, forming a violent bang like a mountain and a tsunami.

Fang Yuan scalp, do not have to turn to see, know that this move will be the most fierce offensive since the old man started the war.

"It's too late!" Fang Yuan did not have much time at all, and a heart fell to the bottom.

At the crucial moment, he also tried his best!

The sermons of the sermons exploded, and the time near him suddenly increased.

He smashed the group into the fairy, almost at the same time, his back is like being hit by a giant, the huge force hit him like a cannonball, and the countercurrent river loses half of the time. ! The power of the collision caused Fang Yuan to faint and vomit a blood directly.

He only had time to rescue most of the people, and the remaining sounds of the fairy could not be rescued. She was still in a coma, burned out in the flames of the sky, and there was no residue in the ash.

Fang Yuan snarled, while urging Wan Hao, shocking the surrounding, while taking the initiative to shoot, bombarded the big array.

The tyrannical old man was nervous and directed at Fangyuan’s indiscriminate bombing.

Fang Yuan holds a counter-current body-printing hard support, regardless of the old man, only for the big shot.

"Fangyuan, you want to break through this battle, it is purely delusional!" The old man roared, and the flame burned the whole body.

"Hahaha, you are struggling before dying." The old man rushed to Fang Yuan, and his palms were like giant monuments. He shot the Chinese source and flew Fangyuan out.

Fang Yuan was beaten with blood and was embarrassed, but his eyes were still as cold as snow. He continued to storm this large array of ceremonies.

"It's useless! So you have a great array, you still want to break through? Take a good look at your countercurrent river. It is about to dissipate." The WITTMANN veterans ridiculed, the offensive was more frequent, the killing was wild, and the madness was extremely extreme.

Although the counter-current body print can reverse the offensive, the WITTMANN old man also has a Yangshuo back. He was hard to bear the reversal of the offensive, constantly reducing the river.

He said that there is nothing wrong with it. Fang Yuan’s counter-current river has experienced a lot of war. At this moment, he was indiscriminately bombarded, the river plunged, and the sacred sash of the whole body shrouded the whole body.

Suddenly, Fang Yuan screamed and stopped the offensive.

The old man’s eyes narrowed and the offensive changed, and he was always prepared to guard against the fall.

Fang Yuan brewed, palms, but did not attack the old, but shot to the edge of a subtle big array.

"Voice!" A scream came out immediately, and a seven-turn singer who manipulated the big squad was lost in the post and died.

"How come?!" All the Zhongzhou Zhuxian were shocked.

In such a short period of time, Fang Yuan had an insight into one of the eyes and killed the people inside.

The fall of the seal against the eight turns of the immortals, the power can not be extraordinary, let alone deal with these seven turn Zhu Xian.

"Fast, the eyes have been lost, change, make up!" Yan Xian shouted.

On the other hand, the old man slammed and slammed to Fangyuan again.

Fang Yuan continued to block with the weak backflow of the bodyguard, and at the same time, the real action on the big array.

All kinds of means have been successively brought out, and the heavenly courts that the heavenly courts have tried to lay out have made the knots collapse and collapse, and they cannot stop the cracking of Fangyuan.

"How could this be?!" Fang Yuan’s analysis of the big array made everyone feel deeply shocked.

"Fast, block it!" Someone was shocked.

The big array finally had a loophole and connected with the outside world.

Fang Yuanlang laughed: "Go away."

"You can't go!" The flames roared and turned into a mighty old man. He slammed the hole behind him.

The rest of Zhongzhou Yuxian saw this and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yuan is like an arrow, rushing to the old man, the tone is indifferent, killing the flow: "Let it open."

The old man sneered: "It's useless, you can't help me with my impotence back!"

The distance between the two sides is shortened!

Zhongzhou Yuxian hurriedly changed. Some people called: "The lower source, only five breaths, we can change the battle! This is a earth-shaking change. He wants to calculate that the crack is ten times more difficult than before!"

The old man sneered: "Don't say it's five breaths, even... um?"

His eyes suddenly rounded, his face was stagnant, and he looked incredibly at the starting point of Fang Yuan's killing.

The Fangyuan momentum has fully converged and there is no overflow.

He put his hands in his palms and slammed his fists and put them together at the chest. Then his right hand five fingers pressed against the left palm, like what was picked up from the precious things, gathered up, and finally became a fist.

His left palm rested on the chest, and the right fist lifted up to the top of his head.

"This, this move is..." The old man has no smile, and his eyes reveal tension, even a trace of panic.

That's right, it's the killing of the immortality - the five-finger fist!

The time slipped and the first breath.

One finger!

Fang Yuan looked cold and indifferent, and suddenly raised the thumb of his right hand.

He held up his right fist in the top of his head and slammed a sword light.

fast! fast! fast!

Jianguang is fast, incredible!

Just out, I shot the old man’s forehead.

The old man trembled, and the whole body’s impotence and firearms were weakened by half.

The second breath.

Two fingers!

The old man reacted and screamed, and the Yangshuo back firearms burned again.

However, in the light of Jianguang, the back of the Yangshuo was weakened.

The third breath.

Three fingers.

The old man's face gradually whitened, almost a bite of teeth, the Yangshuo back firefighter swelled fiercely, like a fireball, before the car and horse volume, but now it is as big as a house.

The old man roared: "This is the peak of my Yangshuo back fire coat! Come on, you can't break me."

Just finished, Jianguang was in the middle, and the Yangshuo back firearm was like an inflated balloon being punctured, and suddenly returned to the previous state.

The more the five-finger fists are, the bigger the power.

The fourth breath, four fingers!

The old man struggled hard and blocked the fourth sword. His face was pale and he took a big step backwards. The back of the sun was like a candle in the wind, leaving only a thin layer.

The fifth breath.

Fang Yuan sneered: "What kind of fire coat, ridiculous. Li Huang, you are giving yourself a filial piety. End it, the fifth sword!"

The old man was shocked by his body and mind, and his eyes were filled with horror: "No, thin green, you want to kill me!"

When the flame re-ignited, he split into dozens of figures and fired in all directions.

Regardless of regardless of Fangyuan, Fangyuan rushed out of the loophole and fled to the long river.

He just flew out, and the grandeur of the eclipse became the current non-existence. The previous loopholes disappeared quickly, and once again became an inseparable whole. lightnovelpub.net~ firmly confine the internal space.

However, Fang Yuan has escaped, and there is a dead silence in the serenity of the Tao.

Zhongzhou Yuxian, who manipulated the big array, was stunned.

The flames dissipated quietly, leaving only the body of the mighty old man.

At this moment, his face was blue and white, and the emotions of anger, fear, shame, hatred and killing filled his heart, like a mess, twisting his look into a horrible appearance.

Suddenly, the old man snarled.

"The root, there is no fifth sword at all!"

"方源!!"

"You lied to me!!!"

Ps: Suddenly there is an inspiration in my heart, about the story of the violent old man Li Huang. I will write a small biography for him, to the micro-letter, the public, the public, the number, the real person, not today or tomorrow, it is a fan, it can help reading. ()