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"Pretentious?"

Xiao Yunyan was stunned: "What do you mean? Does my man need to pretend?"

"need!"

"Your Majesty wants to pretend to be coercive for Madam. Let Madam know how hot you are." Zhe Long answered it carelessly, without any restraint.

Xiao Yunyan was speechless: "... Zhelong, can you speak more reservedly?"

……

the other side.

Following the order of the blood brake dwarf.

Those ones.

Ben was a killing machine ten feet away from Fang Chen.

呲——

呲——

They all bared their bloody fangs, revealing a murderous face.

Swish!
The figure flickered, and appeared beside Fang Chen like lightning——

Kill thousands of miles with blood!

Drinking blood alone!

I will send you to travel on Huangquan Road!

Ka Ka Ka!
Swords, guns, swords, halberds and spears, all kinds of weapons condensed from eighteen kinds——

clap clap-

The murderous aura of endless terror filled the air.

this moment.

The hazy night is even darker, and there is a feeling of covering the sky and the sun.

Bang bang bang.

In an instant, it turned into a sickle of death, and all of them were accurately cut on Fang Chen's body!
"Slash with one blow!"

……

"Ah - I dare not read it!!!"

Xiao Yunyan covered her eyes in fear, not daring to look at this bloody scene——

If Fang Chen can bear it, it's okay.

If she can't bear it, then she can only collect the body for her man——

No, no, it's not collecting corpses, it's collecting meat paste.

After all, there are so many lore weapons, making a crackling killing sound, which is equivalent to dismembering a body by five horses, dismembering it into eight pieces--they will definitely die old and crippled!
"Woooooo! My man, you must be well and safe." She prayed silently in her heart.

……

clang……

Even if there are thousands of troops and horses attacking, there will be a murderous opportunity ninety thousand miles away. .

Fang Chen stood still, looking at all the small mountains.

Regardless of these fatal attacks, the coefficients will be chopped on several bodies.

bang——

A huge counter-shock force was released from Fang Chen's body, sending these killing machines flying out collectively——

Fang Chen laughed like the wind, his whole body shone with coquettish star traces: "The first move, I've given up, just let me wait for my life."

"hiss!"

Seeing this, the blood brake dwarf took a deep breath to suppress his shock, and then smiled bloody: "That's right, come again!"

hum!
The Hell Xuanyin Spear in his hand hummed and turned, and Zhenkong let out an ear-piercing roar, as if there were countless demon shadows surrounding the gun barrel——

woohoo-

Terrifying killing aura, mighty and mighty, gathered towards this weapon from all directions——

The evil spirit is integrated, the gun is like a blood god, flying endless blood, and it is about to stain the black night sky with blood!

In the blink of an eye.

The blood brake dwarf, with awe-inspiring aura, is like a demon king leaping over the devil's lair.

Click!

Hold the gun and move.

The blood brake dwarf quickly rotated the Hell Xuanyin Spear, fled in the air, and launched a storm-like charge towards Fang Chen:

"A bit of blood comes first, and then the gun comes out like a demon—"

Immediately, people are like wolves, and their bodies are like demons. Regardless of their short stature, this set of killer marksmanship can definitely destroy the existence of Da Luo Jinxian——

With this set of marksmanship, the blood brake dwarf seemed to have seen the victory so close, even if Fang Chen was a god or an immortal, he could kill him with a single shot!
After all, the blood brake dwarf is now a demonized death god of war, powerful and powerful!
"Look at the gun—"

"Hellgun—"

"Blood Demon Bone Sucking Spear—"

"Yin Soldier Soul Locking Gun——"

"Necromancer Corpse Gun—"

"Devil Soul Spear—"

"Blood-drinking Hades Spear—"

"Thousand Transformation Hell Gun—"

Immediately, the marksmanship is like a demon, exquisite to thousands of changes, like a demon, like a ghost, like a thousand double shadows, a thousand heavy spears, and like a long spear piercing the Nine Netherworld——

At this time, the blood brake dwarf's whole body seemed to be integrated with the hell's mysterious gun. The gun was a demon, and the man was a demon.
Ka Ka Ka Ka!

The marksmanship of one shot after another, superimposed layer upon layer——

In an instant, it turned into an overwhelming mysterious and necromantic aura, from the mountains and seas, the distant hell of thousands of transformations, rushing clangingly, condensing a little spear light, piercing the battlefield of thousands of miles - pointing directly at Fang Chen's vital point!
at the same time!

"Roar--"

"Roar--"

"Roar--"

at the same time!

The faint howl shook the sky, and the figures were like evil spirits in hell——

Immediately, there was a loud roar in the arena, and the howl of ghosts screamed wildly, impacting in all directions, and the terrifying atmosphere was powerful, cold and breathtaking.

It's those!
Killing machine!
The tens of thousands of hell soldiers and horses that were imagined by the blood brake dwarf also launched a second death charge:
"Extreme, kill, hour, moment, open!"

Gather a little scarlet liquid!

Only the battle dares to destroy the gods!
Whether you are a god, a fairy, or a human being—under the powerful shadow of death, only the grave is with you!

"瓞——"

Tens of thousands of killing machines made deafening noises, and the heavy black and red figures merged together in an instant, forming a terrifying giant with a body height of hundreds of feet, as if towering into the night, that extremely ferocious face, even more so. It's like a demon, like a demon, like a corpse, like a ghost skeleton——

click!
Lightning strike!
behind!

Behind Fang Chen who was motionless, he felt the terrifying giant flash behind him like lightning.

bang.

The terrifying giant raised his hand in the air, and at this moment, his entire arm condensed into a skeleton sword that shone with the power of destroying immortals, pointing directly at the night sky: "Chop!"

Rumble.

Thunder and lightning.

In the already dark night filled with dark clouds, a bolt of lightning shot out from the black clouds, wrapping around the skeleton sword.

Do not!
To be precise, this skeleton sword mobilized the power of lightning and slashed towards Fang Chen's back.

An instant.

The entire picture is covered by clouds and the sun, and the terrifying atmosphere is as high as several million times.

The Blood Brake Dwarf, the Hell Profound Yin Spear, and the Killing Machine, these three nondescript monsters are like a point in the world, one in front of the other, flanking back and forth, attacking Fang Chen's vital spot!
Even if he wanted to run away, he might be hopeless, because the ultimate move was close at hand, and he only needed ten cents to hit it, blowing Fang Chen to pieces!
"Hahaha! This is the second trick you asked me to do, the second trick you have to blame!"

"In this situation, I suddenly want to compose a poem for Fang Chen."

The blood brake dwarf laughed wildly:
"There is a wolf in front, a tiger in the back, and a two hundred and five in between! Hahaha! This poem is the most suitable gift for you, the arrogant Lord of the Heavenly Soul Palace!!"

"It's over!"

"It's cold!"

"On this day next year, will I offer incense to the male master??"

Feeling this terrifying trick, the girl trembled, her eyes were full of despair, as a female corpse queen for 8000 years, she had never seen such a battle, the feeling of a word, fear!
"If your lord dies in battle, I, Zhelong, will never live!"

"Fang Chen! My silly man, why did you give up three tricks!! If you die, how can I live alone?! Woohoo." Xiao Yunyan shouted in despair, her eyes were slightly red, after all, this monstrous killing , everyone can clearly feel——

Of course, Fang Chen also set up a protective cover to prevent the power from spreading to the surroundings, otherwise, the blood brake move would be enough to make the ordinary people nearby die peacefully in their dreams, and they wouldn't be able to eat melons to watch the show.

……

The cold wind whizzed past, stirring up bursts of smoke and dust particles, blowing Fang Chen's chic bangs, shaking with the wind.

Facing the lore like a flood!

"A group of garbage!"

Fang Chen raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a slight smile.

This is demeanor, indifferent elegance, standard disdain and talk of four words: "A group of fun!"