"The gap is too big, and this is killed."

"If the warriors of the Ashura tribe are as powerful as Panlang, we still have a chance to win."

"How is it possible that Pan Lang is definitely one of the most powerful of them? Otherwise, he will not be the first to fight."

The first battle, the beginning of the fast, the end of the faster, Pan Lang used the spear, picking the body of the peak Tianjun from the heavens, celebrating the victory, the warriors of the Ashura tribes cheered, the momentum was better than the previous, the less patriarch The big victory made their confidence soar, and they thought that more than a thousand warriors in front of them could not stand a blow.

Some young disciples turned white and Pan Lang’s power really scared them. If they had just shot them, then they are now being attacked by Pan Lang, their bodies, and Pan Lang’s four-armed and four-armed, Ashura tribal Among them, there are three heads and six arms, and it is not even more difficult to fight.

"It's too weak, dare to stand up and be stronger."

Pan Lang threw away the body, using the blood-stained spear, pointing to the direction of the sword demon. In the direction of more than a thousand warriors, some of them are Fengfeng Tianjun, and the swordsman will definitely not be strong. If the sword is a **** It is indeed not afraid of Pan Lang, but unfortunately he is only in the middle of the world, not Pan Lang’s opponent.

"I come."

Another Yanfeng Tianjun stood up, but it surprised Pan Lang. Pan Lang thought that the first battle could scare the courage of the heavenly warrior. Who knows, his voice has just fallen, there is a peak day. Jun did not fear his strength and was ready to die with him.

I have seen that Pan Lang and other peaks of Tianjun have played against each other. He dares to fight. It is enough to show that his strength is not bad. If he has no confidence in himself, he will definitely not come out to die, and he will fight with the Ashura tribal martial arts. Will not win or lose, only life and death.

"Wanmu Wangquan."

He mastered the fifth level of the origin of the wood, punched out, there are thousands of ancient woods rising from the sky, nine roads, condensed into a blue fist shadow, as if to smash the sky, smashing The patriarch of the seventh tribe, Pan Lang, has tens of thousands of ancient trees falling at this time, such as the same handle, the sharp and terrible.

"It's a bit of a shame, but it's not enough."

Pan Lang screamed, holding a spear in both hands, and spinning rapidly. The spear was like a bronze mirror. It was not ventilated. No matter how many ancient trees fell, it was all spattered by spears. At the same time, he held the sword. Hands, suddenly force, the knife is swaying, squatting on the blue fist shadow, a loud noise, blue fist shadow, there is a dense crack.

The peak of Tiandi, who was born in the power of the Emperor, was like a contraction. In an instant, he came to Pan Lang’s front, a pair of fists, squatting on Pan Lang’s chest, even if Pan Lang had four arms. Now, it is too late to resist, and he has to bear his punch.

"Don't say that Fengfeng Tianjun, even if it is the previous Tianzun, still can't bear my punch and die."

He thought that just a punch had already injured Pan Lang's internal organs. Then he only needed a punch and a punch to kill Pan Lang. Unfortunately, the fact is different from his imagination. Far more than he thought the tyranny, just a punch, just to make Pan Lang feel pain.

The spear pierced, the sword fell, and Pan Lang’s two arms, attacking at the same time, the peak of the emperor’s power, Tianjun finally realized that what is called a double fist and four hands, he has only one pair of fists, but Pan Lang With four hands, if he fights again, he has no chance of winning.

"I want to retire now, is it late?"

Pan Lang perceives the opponent's intentions, and the speed of the shots is getting faster and faster. The two of them are quick to play fast. Pan Lang's double-headed and four-armed arms show an absolute advantage and are born in the peak of the Imperial Power. Tianjun, an inadvertent, was the sword of Pan Lang, cut off half of the shoulder.

"Brother, be careful."

Some young disciples exclaimed, he could not wait to commit suicide to Pan Lang and save his brother. However, the warriors of the Ashura tribe have already noticed him. Once he takes the shot, the warriors of the Ashura tribe will definitely follow the shot. At that time, he not only can't save his brother, but he may also take his own life.

"It’s your own fight with me, why, now I’m afraid.”

Pan Lang’s face was smirked, and Tian Jun, who was born in the emperor’s power, was preparing to refute. A pair of pupils suddenly contracted because he felt a sharp pain, a spear, and a hole in his chest, though He is tyrannical than the first shot of the peak, but their fate is the same.

Another Fengfeng Tianjun was killed, and the Ashura tribal warriors were even more powerful. Even if the number of warriors of the Ashura tribes could not match the alliance of the demon cloud, their momentum has surpassed the alliance of the demon cloud, only It is the strength that Pan Lang has shown, and has already surpassed most of the peaks in the field.

"Who else."

Pan Lang haha ​​laughed and even killed the two peaks, so that he was in a good mood. Although many warriors from the heavens could not understand his face, they did not have the courage to stand up. Because they fought with Pan Lang, the ending was only a dead end. In order to survive, I can bear it, I can't bear it or I have to endure it.

"I."

The demon cloud had to stand up. The alliance was first proposed by her. If she did not do anything at this juncture, it would inevitably make others feel that the alliance is fragile. Although she is only a woman, her strength must be More powerful than the previous two peaks.

The peaks of the major forces are ashamed, and they are fortunate, and there are no ones. There is no such thing as a stronger peak than the previous two, but they have not yet figured out Pan Lang’s cards, not sure Pan. In the case of how strong Lang is, they don’t want to rush.

"Hey, isn't your heaven being a no-man, even let a beautiful lady with me fight me, if I am a hot hand, I don't want to die under my spear."

For two consecutive victories, Pan Lang has begun to expand, thinking that the Heavenly Warrior is not worth mentioning, not to mention, the demon cloud is still a beautiful woman, but it has greatly reduced his vigilance. Throughout the ages, no era, no man is stronger, female emperor Yes, but the number of female emperors can match men.

"Spicy hand destroys flowers." The demon cloud snorted and said, "If you have the ability to destroy flowers, you will come."

Even if they lined up outside the martial arts gallery, the demon cloud did not go all out. For her, it was no different when she entered the martial arts gallery a few hours earlier and entered the martial arts gallery a few hours later. Of course, if she was called Waiting at the end, she is certainly not happy.

A white fox tail, sweeping from the top of the demon cloud to Pan Lang, the nine-tailed fox family, is the strongest race. The demon cloud deals with Pan Lang, and it is intended to rely on the will to attack, the will of the fox Means, countless, demon cloud is the holy woman of the fox sacred place, how much you can learn, how much you can learn.

Pan Lang is the king's will, and the demon cloud is also the king's will, but the demon cloud believes that the will fights, Pan Lang is definitely not her opponent. If the demon cloud is attacked, it is not as good as an Ashura, then she still has What face said that he is a nine-tailed fox family.

"Since you want to compare with the will, then the young patriarch will accompany you to play."

Don't look at him, he is only a small patriarch. In fact, he has lived for three thousand years. Such a long period of time is enough to make him reach all the tops. If it is not limited by the rules of the Shura community, he will be able to break through to the heavenly environment. The cloud uses the will to attack, and Pan Lang has no fear at all.

The time when the Shura people were imprisoned in the Shura world was too long. They had forgotten for a long time. The nine-tailed fox family was the strongest race in the world. It was replaced by the genius of Shura in the wild, and it would never be stupid and nine-tailed. The genius of the fox family competes for the will.

Pan Lang used the will, condensed into a sword, and squatted on the tail of the white fox. There was no violent collision in the imagination. Instead, it was like a knife on the cotton, which made Panlang feel uncomfortable and did not wait for Pan Lang. Come over, another white fox tail swept over.

I didn't continue to use the sword, because the sword was useless, so Pan Lang used the will to form a spear. He prepared to use a spear to roll up the fox's tail. Unfortunately, he did not succeed because the second fox tail was rock-solid. Not only is it not soft, but it seems to be harder than the ground weapons.

Then, the third white fox tail appeared. Pan Lang just hesitated for a moment, then it was once again condensed into a sword. Pan Lang did not know whether the third white fox tail was soft or hard. Therefore, he still intends to smash the past. If it is soft, although he does not take advantage of it, he has not suffered. If it is hard, he has confidence that he can gain the upper hand.

"The projection of the will world."

At this time, the demon cloud suddenly used the projection of the will world, and the remaining six white fox tails appeared at the same time, and Pan Lang had no choice but to make the world of the will, but only a moment later, Pan Lang was I noticed something was wrong, as if I had fallen into a quagmire, Pan Lang only felt that it was weak.

If, until now, Pan Lang still doesn't know his own plan, then he is a fool, but unfortunately, the demon cloud's will world projection is too strong, powerful to Pan Langming knows that the will fight but the demon cloud, still can only continue to fight with the demon cloud It’s not that Pan Lang wants to fight, but now that Pan Lang withdraws his will, his will world will surely be hit hard.

"Son, you have to remember that the more beautiful the woman, the less able to be underestimated, because the beautiful appearance is their best camouflage."

In the ear of Pan Lang, the words of the seven patriarchs were heard. The former seven patriarchs taught him, but unfortunately he had forgotten it. Now, the will of the demon cloud is like a thousand troops, attacking Pan Lang’s In the world of will, Pan Lang’s body is crumbling, as if it is possible to fall down at any time.

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