"He wants to kill!"

Chu Changhuan felt that it was as strong as him, and one of the most peaks of the sacred mountain peers. At this moment, in the eyes of the young people in front of him, there seems to be no scruples to kill him.

The heart was stunned, Chu Changhuan wanted to retire, but it was too late, and the paw print had fallen on his neck and imprisoned him. On that face, a slap in the face, a slap in the face Close to the eyelids.

In the eyes of the public, there is no light in the interior and outside of the holy Wu Mi area. The sacred mountain Chu Changhuan, the peak of the younger generation, is suddenly like a chicken in the hands of the fierce youth.

It’s amazing, this scene makes the whole holy and sacred circles tremble inside and outside, sluggish and dead.

Carrying Chu Changhuan, Su Yi slightly lifted his hand, carrying Chu Changhuan in his hand in a certain direction, and his mouth was sharply touched with a smile.

At this moment, all eyes can feel that Su Yi is carrying Chu Changhuan in a certain direction.

Looking in that direction, the eyes inside and outside the Saint-Wumen community can be clearly seen, it seems that the direction of the Holy Mountain lineup.

"I understand that just all the disciples must have been in the hands of this kid!"

At this moment, taking advantage of the picture reflected by the void, how can a group of strong people in the holy mountain still not know, fearing that all the sacred disciples who have been damaged, the soul stone that was extinguished, are the tyrants of Wang Zongyi for.

"Not good, that kid, he wants to kill Chu Changhuan!"

Daddy, Gui Guilan shouted loudly, at this moment, the kid seems to be killing Chu Changhuan!

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Almost at the same time, the elders of the ice pot screamed, and the sound of mixed energy was like a thundering sound, and the sound was dull and dumb. Everyone could hear it. It was a very nervous voice.

Nothing, this sound is not heard in the world of Saint-Wom.

Across the Sanmu Mijie world, the size of the face in the holy mountain lineup is visually changed. The sacred curvature on the corner of Su Yi’s mouth is getting colder and colder, smashing the ground, killing the peak to the peak, and the five fingers are hard, 狠狠Throw the Chu Changhuan figure directly.

"boom!"

At the same time, Su Yi's feet trembled on the ground, his body jumped straight out, his right hand clenched his fingers, his fist wrapped in red light at this moment, with a low wind breaking sound, directly detonated, no fancy fall In the longevity of Chu Changhuan!

The terrible breath filled the fist, and the fist suddenly expanded in the eyes of Chu Changhuan’s fearful eyes. The face was involuntarily, the face was desperate, and the body was stiff!

"Hey!"

The low muffled sound blasted, and there were countless clear visible inside and outside the entire Saint-Wommit circle. The original youth, the extraordinary young man, the sacred mountain arrogance, became a blood fog in the low air, and the body was broken. Sprinkle a place.

Su Yi's figure fell back to the ground, and the scorpion still fell in the direction of the image of the holy mountain lineup. The killing in the eyes flashed and sneered.

"Do not……"

"No!"

Outside the Sanwu Mijie, on the hillside where the Mount of the Holy Mountain was settled, a loud voice mixed with vitality, grief, and grief, went straight into the sky and resounded.

"Asshole, my holy mountain will set you up!"

An old face of the ice elders, his voice tearing his heart and lungs, his fists clenched, his vitality surged, his breath rushed, and the four sides of the void were roaring, like a thunder and thunder, deafening.

At this moment, anyone can feel the anger of the ice elders.

If the tyrant Wang Zongyi is in front of him, I am afraid that it will be enough to be killed by the ice elders 10,000 times.

It is a pity that it is within the border of Saint-Wommit. Although the Saint-Wumen community seems to have some problems at the moment, it still cannot enter.

In front of the mountains, there are countless light eyes to see all of them. Looking at the young people in the empty image at the moment, they are all chilling from the body, and the soul is shaking in the depths!

That one of the overlord Zong Yizhen, such a strong, sacred mountain Chu Changhuan, is also vulnerable, a punch was smashed, when the face of this holy mountain, this is deliberately provocative, it seems to be demonstrating on the holy mountain.

In the area of ​​the holy Wu Mi, a certain mountain, the sword is intact, Muyao stood in a piece, looked up at the overlapping virtual image, saw the scene, his eyes were beating, his eyes shining brightly.

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The mountain peak, a young man of eighteen or nine years old, has a perfect facial contour and sharp, long and thick eyelashes under the scorpion looking at the scene of the void, with undulations.

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The boulder, the young Shenwu, a long black hair like a tangled shoulder, hit a purple robes, blood at this moment, but does not affect its temperament, but by adding a bit of fierce, deep eyes, there are Rays shoot!

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The ancient trees, the giant vines are intertwined, the white youths stand, and they are playing with the void, and under the eyes of the gods, there is a complex look in the surge.

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In the plains, the younger brothers are calm and stand, and the slender body is quite straight, so that the whole person is more graceful and handsome, looking up at the scene of the void, and there is a war in the eyes!

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The mountain peak, Li Qingwei is carrying the scorpion, the white plain skirt is not stained with dust, the bare skin is like a white, a touching face, at the moment the beautiful scorpion is deep, there is a dazzling light!

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Somewhere, Chen Yanhuan is carrying a sly, a delicate face, under the long lashes, the eyes are big and bright, but the strange eyes are with a touch of gold, with a bit of charm. Looking at the depths of the void, the scorpion is constantly fluctuating!

"Kill my holy mountain disciple, die!"

The mountain peak, a young Shenwu super-custom, high nose and thin lips, Jianmei obliquely flew into the shackles, a handsome face contour perfect impeccable, he saw this scene, his face still calm.

"Hey!"

The young figure moved and swept down. From behind, there was a dazzling ray of light, which turned into a pair of wings. The dazzling aperture of the whole body shrouded, and the double-winged caves turned like a flash of lightning, swiftly swept away in the direction of seeing. .

That figure is too dazzling, and it is particularly eye-catching in the overlapping images of the twisted void.

"Look, that's Naran Ruyu, he wants to shoot!"

Inside and outside the San Wu Mi area, many people could not help but exclaim, Nalan Ruyu is coming, he wants to shoot!

"Nalan is like jade, and my holy mountain is like Nalan, so I must kill the kid!"

In the sacred mountain lineup, everyone has seen this scene, Nalan Ruyu is rushing to kill the kid!

In the lineup of major forces, everyone’s eyes can’t help but be a little beating, and then the complex shock!

Such a young man, they saw with their own eyes, so that Chu Changhuan can not be attacked, which represents what they know best!