Doomsday Rise

The south of the city is dominated, and the dragon is killed?

It's too easy, but the facts are in front of us and everyone can't believe it. Next, everyone understood why Liu Wei'an didn't hesitate to kill the dragon. The three stone cows touched the corpse under the large court, and were skilled in weapons, equipment, and space rings. In the blink of an eye, they stripped one person out of the fabric, leaving only cloth of no value.

Inch grass does not stay.

"Boss, killed Li Duwen, it seems that there is no way to blackmail Li's family." Black-faced God only remembered this problem now.

"Yes, these people should not be worth a few dollars." Tong Xiaoxiao glanced at the cavalry who was shaking. Seeing the black-faced **** did not hesitate to chop Li Duwen, their pride and fluke fell completely to the bottom of the valley. This group of people has no limit to doing things, which is what people like them are most afraid of.

The so-called fierce is afraid of fierce, fierce afraid of horizontal.

危 Liu Weian and others are more fierce than them.

"Kill for nothing." Liu Wei'an didn't care. Although he took the mosquito legs as meat, he changed them for some money, but the plan could not keep up with the changes, and he had a better choice.

He rushed into the room, and after a blade of light shone, he stepped out of the room. The knife was sheathed and the room was completely quiet.

The visitors on the Long Street chilled in their hearts. I heard that Liu Wei'an from Heilongcheng had been Jianglong, but I didn't expect it to be so hot.

"People, who would help me lead the way to the old nest of the funeral dragon, a piece of silverware." Liu Weianyang yelled.

The street was quiet for a while, then the sound of footsteps rang, and players rushed into the hotel and inn like a tide. The players behind saw that they couldn't hold it, and left the area like escape.

"Don't go, everyone, the price can be negotiated, if it is too low, the goldware is not impossible." Liu Wei'an said. I found that the player ran faster.

Suddenly, the lively street became empty.

"The Blue City is worthy of being a big city and rich." Shi Niu was extremely envious, "Goldware is unnecessary." His weapons are only silverware. In fact, the three of them followed Liu Wei'an for so long, it is not impossible to get a gold ware, but their strength was too low before, and the gold wares could not exert the power of gold wares. Instead, it was more difficult to use silver wares to show their strength.

However, now that the strength is greatly improved, you are eligible to use the gold.

"Four people, everyone else has run away. Can you please help me lead a way?" Liu Weian smiled.

The people on the street were not completely gone, because four others had not moved. They are cruel men on the roof, shouting second-rate sons called flower chickens, black robe men and masked women in the inn.

"Okay, as long as you have the ability, don't say lead the way with you, there is no problem in driving you." The second-rate son lost the chicken bones, took out a jar daughter, opened the mud seal, and swallowed his mouth with a big mouth. The cold man on the roof shot when the strong scent of perfume was floating in the air.

I flew over like a shadow, with bright eyes like two cold stars, without any emotional fluctuations, this is a rock-like person.

In mid-air, a little bit of mantle came out of his sleeve, like a snake out of a hole, as fast as lightning. It turned out to be his weapon, Zhang Er snake spear, such a huge weapon, no one knows how he hid in his sleeve.

"I come!"

Xie Nie broke the tiger and was stopped by Liu Wei'an. He doesn't know the cold man

Who is Lu, but from the cold man's breath is above Nie Pohu, Nie Pohu is not an opponent.

He stepped forward and punched out.

"Great Trial Fist!"

A simple punch, without any momentum, slowly as if the pure old man is exercising, and it is in stark contrast to the Zhang Er snake spear that is approaching a few points.

Seeing this punch, the masked woman frowned, flashing a dignity. The second-rate drink stopped for a moment when it flowed into the air from the air. The time was very short. No one noticed it except a few people. Only the man in black robe covered his face and could not see his expression.

越大 The greater the power, the heavier the overflowing breath, which is manifested by the sound of breaking air and diffuse breath. Liu Wei'an's fist is extremely powerful, like a backlog of a thousand years of volcano, waiting for an eruption, but there is no trace of breath flowing out. In this way, they think they are unsuccessful.

Peng Peng!

Fist and Zhang Er snake spear broke the sound of leather shattering. Under the strong counterattack force, Zhang Er snake spear's spear head stopped for a moment, but the spear tail was still moving forward. The terrible squeezing force made Zhang Er snake spear bent like a bow. Instantly shot back, a pale palm appeared on the path that Zhang Er snake spear must pass, as if waiting there before.

The cold and cold man was fully prepared, but the moment he covered the Zhang Er snake spear, he couldn't stand his body trembling. The power transmitted from Zhang Er snake spear was like a mountain tsunami, extremely turbulent.

"Great Trial Fist!"

This power has not yet been eliminated, and Liu Wei'an's second punch has arrived. The ruthless man gritted his teeth and pierced his two spears, like a black streamer breaking through the void, and immediately hit his fist.

嗤 ——

The breaking sound was sharp and piercing. When the breaking sound was heard, the second-rate child's face changed, his daughter's red jar shattered, and the torn pieces spattered around the unfinished drink.

He knows that the cold man has failed.

Ding--

The sound of this collision was so crisp that Zhang Er's spear shot backwards. The surface of Guanghua rubbed against the palm of the cold man, emitting flames and green smoke, almost burning, and finally stopped when the spear passed the palm of his hand. Already. The cold man's face changed a few times, and a trail of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"First declare that there is no toll to lead the way." Liu Wei'an had already returned to the inn. When he stepped down the stairs, the cold man had fallen to the ground and said nothing, but his actions and gestures had shown that he was willing to lead.

"Compared to the excitement, it's my share." The second-rate young man came over with a smile. The man in black robe also came out of the corner without saying a word, followed behind the cold man, and scratched his back slightly, and instantly became unnoticed.

Only the masked woman in the inn stayed.

"If you want to leave, you can go at any time, I am a very good person to talk to. I never eat strong twisted melons." Liu Weian smiled.

A masked woman flashed a cold mang in her eyes and came out through the window, as a colored cloud drifted far away, the speed was extremely fast, and her blink became a small black spot.

I was completely invisible, and Liu Weian took out Dong Lei's bow.

Quick, so fast it is indescribable.

The second-rate young man stood in front of him, and didn't see how Liu Wei'an fired the arrow. When the eyes caught the shadow of the arrow, the scream of the masked woman followed.

The ocher cow rushed quickly

I went out and ran back after ten seconds. Holding a space ring and a long sword in his hand, the space ring, the second-rate child did not know, but when his eyes fell on the long sword, a huge wave surged in his heart. The long sword he was familiar with, the masked woman's Carry a sword.

四 The four blue city fighters, fighting endlessly for the ranking. He and the owner of this sword fought not knowing how many times, and could only fight a slight advantage. But in front of Liu Wei'an, he couldn't take any measures.

What is Liu Wei'an? For the first time in the second-rate, Liu Wei'an felt that Liu Wei'an was not here to kill him. He vaguely felt that Liu Wei'an would be a rival of Gnomish Lu Lao.

"This one is good, who do you want?" Liu Wei'an glanced at the long sword, the weight was not heavy, but he was extremely sharp, and his hair was broken. As for the ring, it was given to Yaner.

The black-faced **** and Tong Xiaoxiao don't even look at them, they both like heavy weapons. Nie Pohu used bows and arrows and was not interested in swords. Shi Niu shook his head, he was not used to the sword used by such women. The oxen and the black ox weighed, and they both thought it was too light. The strength of the two is naturally not as small as Tong, but they don't like too light weapons.

Lu Yan glanced, frowned, did not move. She doesn't dislike lightness, but this sword is a bit long, three feet six, she likes adventure, and the short sword meets the characteristics of one inch short and one inch strong.

"It's OK to keep the meat." Seeing no one asked, Liu Wei'an threw the sword to Yaner. Yaner hung her sword on her waist. She was not tall and hung on her waist. The sword was easy to touch the ground. I'm not used to putting on my back. It was best to hold it in her hand, but she had to keep her hand empty to serve Liu Wei'an at any time, hesitated, or threw it into the space ring, which made it easier.

Seeing this scene, the second-rate young man didn't want to be talked about. This is a golden ware, but this group of people are so disgusted. This is a golden ware.

If it is not certain that this is a masked woman's sword, he thinks that it was the stone cow who took a counterfeit sword with a layer of gold on it.

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Luancheng is dominated by the south, and Lao Wo is naturally in the south of the city. The roads are not complicated, they are all big roads, and it takes only ten minutes. Funeral Dragon's men have long heard of Liu Wei'an's upcoming news and are waiting for it.

"Looks like, are you going to follow the funeral dragon to go black?" Liu Wei'an's relaxed tone seemed to be asking: Have you eaten yet?

I didn't wait for these people to answer, Liu Wei'an's had taken out Dong Lei bow.

"Kill them all, no matter how much garbage, but also garbage!"

Humming--

A long, scary arrow pierced the void, and when it reached the crowd, it suddenly fell apart, flashing away. A scream of blood burst out from the back of the dozen dozen thugs in the front, and the screams only sounded when the body flew away.

"Lianzhu Archery!"

The second-rate young man sounded Liu Wei'an's stunt of fame, and the sound of bowstring vibration continued.

When the three stone bulls rushed to fight the enemy, nearly two hundred bodies were lying on the ground. The black-faced god, Tong Xiaoxiao, and Lu Yan all entered the flock like a tiger. Wherever they rushed, the thugs fell down with blood.

Xie Nie Pohu's arrows followed the three stone cows, one arrow at a time, and the arrows were issued without any problems, to prevent them from falling into the siege. When the audience arrived in the south of the city, the battle was nearing its end, and more than 700 thugs were still struggling.

危 Liu Wei'an lowered Dong Lei's bow and looked at the top of a house in the east, where a gnome stood.