Chapter 1,355

"Wow!"

At that moment, Ji An spurted a blood violently, and the whole person collapsed. He only felt that all the blood blew from the chest and slammed into the limbs and head. That feeling is like all the blood and internal organs have to be shaken out.

Ji Andu did not even know how many roots were broken.

Even more terrifying is that a black flame also penetrates into the body and penetrates into his limbs. Hey, the black blood is directly pulled out of the nose. At that moment, the safety of the meter has risen strongly. fear.

For the first time, he felt that he was so close to death.

"It's the bastard! It must be him!"

Ji An is gnashing his teeth, and he hates it. He knows that this time he is definitely being concealed, and he can count on him. He has such purpose and needs... only him!

"Everyone listens to the order! Kill them!"

Ji’an’s sharp and high-pitched voice cut through the sky and went straight into the sky.

Oh, the next moment, a **** fog exploded. Since joining the Zhengqi League, Ji’an has exhibited his **** Dafa for the first time. The speed of the whole person has surged, with a fluffy blood, turning into a black rainbow and fleeing in the distance. At that moment, his speed was several times faster than before, and his elbows were changed. Even the black man in the semi-Uru state did not react.

"Kill! Kill them!"

In all directions, shouting and killing, on the top of the mountain, a famous master of the martial arts quickly swarmed from all directions, and quickly formed a sword array, attacking these black-haired people.

Despite the strength of these black people, the first major force in the sectarian world has its own dignity. No matter what kind of opponents you encounter, it is impossible to retreat.

Hey!

The roar of the sword and the explosion of the air and the waves are endless. Only a glimpse of that, the masters of the Zhengqi League have come and went. The black man suddenly lost the best chance of chasing the meter.

"No! It seems not him!"

The black man’s eyes flashed and he seemed to feel something. For a moment, he did feel the breath in the escaped guy, and almost regarded him as a real target, but when the other party showed the secret of stimulating potential, when he ran away, the breath that originally belonged to the target immediately It disappeared cleanly.

- There is no doubt that this is not the real goal.

"Don't worry about the guy who fled, find a way to find the target, as for these guys, all kill!"

The black man’s head flashed a ray of light in his eyes. Hey, his right hand lifted, and a black flame thickened like juice, whistling out, and immediately hit a master of the Zhengmeng League. The black flame immediately shrouded him.

"what!"

Just listening to a fierce horror, the suffocating sigh of the singer's all-out disciple burned for a moment, and turned into a scorpion and fell to the ground.

At the same time, several other places have also heard bursts of explosions. Other black people also found Wang Chong's breath and position, but in a heated explosion, all disappeared. It was exactly the same situation they encountered in the southwest corner, but in a short period of time, it was like the evaporation of the human world. On the contrary, the battle between the black man and the Zhengqi League became more and more fierce.

"almost……"

At this time, another place away from the battlefield, a bunch of Zhengqimeng disciples who were poisoned to the ground, a figure of activity, suddenly stood up. Looking through the shadows of countless fights in the fire on the mountain, Wang Chong's eyes moved slightly in the micro-waves, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile.

The black man came to the fore, and Song Yuanyi had been tracking Master. The old man’s leaking mouth seemed to make him suspicious of himself. The five powerful and strong Zhengmeng elders directly guarded the five positions and blocked the king. In the wake of Wang Chong’s perception, there are three more powerful guys sitting in the mountains.

In this case, Wang Chongjin is not, retreat is not, and the shot is not, can only find a way in strategy. The black people's organization can lock themselves from the breath, and Wang Chong's "divided technique" made with suffocation solves this perfectly.

Although the avatar does not last long, there is no fighting power, but in this kind of battle, it is more than enough to confuse the black man.

"But these people are just not enough!"

Wang Chong glanced at the battlefield around him and frowned slightly. These black people come to mysterious, powerful and incredible, although the masters of the temperament of the temperament of Ouyang Changheng resisted, but the rush between them is still difficult to resist.

When Wang Chong’s eyes turned, he immediately looked down to the top of the mountain. There was a white tent standing there, and it was the place where Song Yuanyi, the master of Zhengqi Allied, was. If there is one person who can change this battle, I am afraid that there will be only the ally of this arrogant alliance. But I don't know why, the tent was quiet, and there has been no movement until now.

Wang Chong moved in the heart, smiled, and immediately turned around and walked toward the top of the mountain.

......

The night is still, although the mountains are shouting and killing the sky, but the mountains are silent. If you look closely, there are about 200 steps away from the foot of the mountain. A lush forest stands, the night wind blows, all the leaves are Then they swayed, and above the leaves, the three squadrons lined up in a row, suspended in the sky like a flat, motionless.

The battle has been going on for a while, but the three fighters are there, and there is no point at all, as if everything has nothing to do with them.

"It seems that there is a little trouble on the mountain."

The night wind boasted, and the leftmost brawler looked at the mountain and suddenly began to speak.

"Hey, that little mouse started to show his tricks again."

The rightmost brawler smiled and shouted, and the voice revealed a cold and bloodthirsty taste.

"The leader, do we need to take it?"

At the next moment, the eyes of the two men looked at the tallest fighting man in the center. Although they also had a fight, the middle of the fight was heavy and heavy, and it was a bit higher than the other two. It was obviously this time. The leader.

The void was silent, and the middle of the fighting people stopped in the air without saying a word, motionless, people completely unable to speculate on his inner thoughts.

"No need!"

For a long time, the middle of the fighting talent suddenly opened:

"The one hasn't shot yet."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his gaze and swept through the void, looking at a white tent at the top of the mountain.

Although there was chaos in the battlefield and people continued to fall, the white tent was like standing in another world, and it was not affected at all. Although the appearance looks inconspicuous, there is not much attention in this battle, but in the perception of the fighting people, there is a very powerful storm.

......

On the foothills, the battle became more and more fierce. As the first force in the sectarian world, the masters of the martial arts were like clouds, bringing together many top powerhouses. Under the resistance of these people, the black people also suffered a lot of casualties.

"Damn! Why can't you see the trace of the kid, can he still fly?"

On the mountain, the **** bite of the teeth, the heart is very angry.

Hey!

At this time, suddenly a whistling sound came from the top of the mountain. The **** heart moved and climbed up sharply. I saw that the spirit eagle who had swooped down before did not know when to rise again and search for the target trail on the mountain. Only this time, the direction it indicates is no longer anywhere else, and it is precisely the top of the mountain.

"go!"

In the **** eyes, the cold light flashed, and when it flew toward the top of the mountain, a high-pitched scream screamed in the mouth. In a moment, in a row, a black man seemed to have received any orders, and they all came out. Open their opponents and head towards the location of the white tent at the foot of the mountain.

In all directions, countless disciples in all directions have been killed, but they can't stop it. Twenty feet, ten feet, eight feet..., getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain.

Just six or seven feet from the top of the mountain, the **** feet stopped, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly broke out from his heart. The seemingly inconspicuous white tent suddenly changed in the **** perception. It’s dangerous.

Hey!

Although the **** people felt the danger to stop, the other black people on both sides had no feeling at all, and they still flew toward the tent on the top of the mountain at a very fast speed.

A black man in the forefront of the semi-routine is less than two feet from the top of the mountain.

boom!

His wrists shook, and he didn't even rush into the tent to see it. It was a devastating force that burst out of the body and rushed toward the white tent.

When it was said that it was too late, when the white tent was hit, a screaming voice suddenly came out from inside.

"presumptuous!"

The voice contained a great majesty, and it was as high as a god, creating a feeling of extreme fear.

"Hey!"

At that moment, time seemed to be still, and in the eyes of countless black people, a horrible wave of air broke through the sky at an extremely terrible speed, rushing out of the sea and bursting out from the white tent. The terrible power swept through the hurricane, and only one hit shocked the attack from the black man in the forefront, and hit his body by the way.

"puff!"

Just a blink of an eye, the black man in the semi-Uru was immediately hit hard. The whole man collapsed and his muscles fractured. Wow spurted a large amount of blood and instantly flew out.

And the white swell of the air was not rested, and soon swept through and slammed into the other black men behind.

Hey!

Six or seven black men followed, as if they had hit an invisible steel wall, they were terrible, and they were equally shocked by the white waves. Some of these black-clothed people are semi-rural, strong in vitality, and some incarnate black flame Shura, with strong fighting power and repairs that have reached the holy martial arts... However, these people are all floating in front of the horrible white wave. Ping, all screaming and being shaken out.