Dragon Inside

Hey!

Under the punch, the body of Liu’s younger brother was suddenly torn apart, and the flesh and blood of the whole body splashed around without leaving the whole body.

Luo Yang’s face did not have any slight fluctuations, and the speed at his feet suddenly increased again, rushing toward the mountains and forests.

At this time, the Korean brother also dispelled the fire dragon and saw that his younger brother actually died in front of himself. He couldn’t help but feel angry. His look was not indifferent, but a faint murderousness, and he was in the direction of Luoyang. Chasing.

After the departure of Han’s brother, the remaining two disciples of Wanfa Zong were all faceless. One of the female disciples saw the broken meat on the ground, and even his face was pale.

"Catch up! Otherwise, Han brother will definitely anger us!"

The young man’s face was struggling, and after a moment he bit his body and chased him down the forest. Behind him, the female disciple also bite and keeps up.

brush!

Luo Yang’s figure continued to walk through the mountains and wanted to distance himself from the Korean brother behind him. But the Korean brother is, after all, the strongest person in Lingtai, able to fly in the air, and the speed is several times faster than the average condensate disciple!

If it is not that Luo Yang keeps pushing the wind spell, I am afraid that he has already caught up with him. Even so, the distance between Luo Yang and the Korean brother is constantly getting closer and there is always the possibility of being caught up.

Feeling the pressure of constant pressure behind him, Luo Yang's eyes are more and more glamorous, and the continually urging the wind curse makes his body consume a lot of energy. The Linghu Lake is faintly showing signs of exhaustion.

When biting his teeth, Luo Yang raised his hand and swallowed an ice scorpion into the abdomen. In an instant, with the efficacy of the ice 魄丹, Luo Yang ran wildly and swallowed the magical powers, constantly refining the body of the candle dragon spirit. Force it into its own lake of spirits.

With the influx of aura, Luo Yang’s speed suddenly rose, speeding toward the depths of the mountains, and gradually opened a distance with the Korean brother.

"sucker Punch!"

In the eyes of Han’s brother, the indifferent look was revealed, and the light in his hand flashed. A white long sword appeared directly in his hand, and raising his hand was a sword.

boom!

In the sky, a huge flying sword that almost condensed into a solid suddenly appeared, with a faint pressure and killing, squatting from the sky. At this moment, the aura between the whole world seems to have been attracted by it, condensed into a white ball of light, and fell with the flying sword.

Feeling the terror pressure in the sky, Luo Yang couldn't help but numb the scalp. It was too late to consider. The right hand was a shot to the Qiankun bag. A khaki jade slip appeared directly in his hand. It was Zhou Yuanxing who left it to Luo Yang. The second jade slip.

Without hesitation, Luo Yang’s right hand was pinched, and the khaki jade was broken in an instant. A yellow glow was surrounded by Luo Yang in an instant, turning into a golden armor, emitting a dazzling light.

At the moment when the yellow armor appeared, the huge flying sword also carried a large number of light **** on Luo Yang's body. The horrible pressure was like the tide sweeping Luoyang, and a thunderous roar broke out, picking up the dust of the sky. . Then there was the broken light ball, which made Luo Yang's body appear a trace of electric.

"Hey, this cloud sword is my magic weapon. It’s not a crime to die in my sword." Today is used to deal with you. It is also a big talent..."

The Korean brother looked at the horror fluctuations in front of him and said faintly. However, the voice had not been finished yet, and he saw that Luo Yang’s body suddenly flew out of the smoke and continued to run wildly toward the front, without any signs of injury.

Han’s eyes were slightly condensed, and he immediately saw the golden armor of Luo Yang’s body, and instantly realized it. When the figure was slightly swayed, it was flying out and heading toward Luo Yang.

Just as Han’s brother chased Luoyang and flew over the smoke, Luo Yang’s body suddenly stopped, turned and pointed at the smoke in the far away, and sighed in the mouth: “Explosion!”

The face of Han’s brother suddenly changed. His body shape stopped rapidly. When he was about to leave, the white smoke sword suddenly flew out in the dust below. After being close to him, the flying sword suddenly burst.

boom!

The flying sword blew a roar, and the violent aftermath swept away against the Korean brothers. The eyes of Han’s brother flashed, and the long sleeves suddenly swayed. A strong wind blows away the waves.

Almost at the same time, Luo Yang’s figure did not retreat, and suddenly rushed over to Han’s brother. He had already come to him in the blink of an eye, and his right fist was like a dragon.

On the face of Han’s brother, there is a hint of sarcasm. He is a monk of Lingtai. Even if it is based on the strength of the flesh, it must be far more than the number of monks who are condensed. At this moment, there is no hesitation, and Luo Yang is also taking a shot.

boom!

In the collision between the fists and the palms, the body of the Korean brother flew out in an instant, and he succumbed to hundreds of steps in the void, only to stabilize his body shape, and his eyes looked at Luo Yang with shock.

"How? How is this punch?"

Luo Yang’s look was calm and he said faintly to the Korean brother.

Han’s face was ugly, and his face showed a strong killing. He said to Luo Yang’s cold voice: “Yes, you have proved your potential. It seems that you will not kill you today, and it will become a big problem in the future.”

After the Korean brother finished speaking, the long sword in his hand was suddenly slammed again. A huge sword shadow appeared in the sky and earth, carrying the thunder of the mighty, and quickly smashed at Luoyang.

After Luo Yang took a deep breath, his figure suddenly accelerated and he continued to approach the Korean brother. Nowadays, there is this layer of soil armor in the body of the body. The other party's technique is useless to himself, it is the time when he is fighting with the other side.

At this point, Luo Yang’s feet are faster, and a few breathing rooms are in front of Han’s brother.

At this time, the shadow of the sky giant sword also fell suddenly, hitting Luo Yang's body.

Hey!

When the horrible swordsman touched the golden armor, it suddenly shattered. There was also a crack on the golden armor. Luo Yang’s figure did not hesitate, the red light above the double fists was more prosperous, and he went to the chest of Han’s brother.

The right hand of Han’s brother, a purple light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him, trying to block the blow. However, Luo Yang suddenly sighed and screamed like a knife, and quickly fell on the light curtain. The crystal light curtain was broken, and a pair of red fists fell directly on him.

"puff!"

Han’s body is like a broken kite, flying fast toward the back, a blood spurted in his mouth, and his face screamed: “The same way!”

A purple whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of him, and it continued to expand as he walked, and pressed against Luo Yang.

Card wipe!

On the golden armor of Luo Yang, the cracks in the road appeared quickly, and the time of several breaths was shattered.

Luo Yang’s face was constantly changing. His eyes looked at the wolverine figure of Han’s brother. He did not continue to pursue, but turned and galloped in the distance.

"Little chop! You can't run!"

The Korean brother looked slyly, and quickly took out a few medicinal herbs from the Qiankun bag. After swallowing it in the mouth, he moved slightly under his feet and suddenly flew out and chased the figure of Luo Yang.

Luo Yang's figure continued to fly. After him, the Korean brother closely followed the back, showing a look of bitterness in his eyes. The hatred of Luo Yang reached its peak. After a quick smash, the bite of the tongue spurted a blood on the flying sword. The flying sword suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and with the help of Han’s brother, the whistling flew out.

The horror of the horror turned into a virtual sword of flying swords. It was much smaller than the one that Luo Yang had seen before. It was only a few feet long, but it made Luo Yang’s scalp numb, and the shadow of death instantly shrouded himself.

"Little chop, remember, the person who killed you is Wan Fa Zong Han Hongming!"

Han Hongming’s face showed a cruel smile, and he pointed out a finger at Luo Yang. The virtual shadow of the flying sword in the sky immediately burst into a more dazzling white light, turning into a lightning bolt and slamming down against Luo Yang.

Between the electric and the flint, Luo Yang slammed the waist of the bag, a black little shield instantly appeared in front of himself. The black shield is known for its wind and turns into a shield with a height of more than one foot.

boom!

The white light screamed and slammed into the black shield, and an earth-shattering roar broke out.

The black shield was broken instantly and re-created as a black shield. Back in the hands of Luo Yang, on the small shield, there was a crack. Luo Yang's body is also tumbling, and the corner of his mouth overflows with a reddish blood. The body, by impact, quickly flew out into the distance.

Looking at the blood from the corner of Luo Yang's mouth, Han Hongming's eyes showed a happy look, and after the mouth continued to rise, he once again pointed a finger, and another sword shadow fell.

After losing the low gear of the magic weapon, Luo Yang’s body was very embarrassed, and while he continued to fly toward the mountain, he flicked the sword on the sky. But even if Luo Yang's figure is constantly avoiding, he will still be swept by the sword from time to time, and his injuries will continue to increase, and the blood will gradually redden the black robe.

"Hey, little chop, escape! Hurry up!"

Han Hongming’s face showed a cruel smile, and his fingers kept pointing. Although Luo Yang’s body was already crumbling at the moment, Han Hongming never made a fatal blow, but constantly played Luo Yang and wanted to wait for Luo Yang. After the spiritual power was exhausted and he was completely desperate, he was killed.

Although Luo Yang’s body has reached the limit, his face is always cold, without a trace of panic, but the cold light in his eyes, like a sharp edge, makes people feel trembled.