Martial God Conqueror

Chapter 158: The **** battle is free from the "three more."

"Hey!"

Ouyang Shuang is also making full efforts, graceful body overflowing, swordsmanship such as electricity, sharp and sharp, where the swordsman has passed, rune burst, cut the air, bring out a vacuum trace, many black people are also difficult to resist A few black men were also damaged under the sword of Ouyang Shuang.

"Oh!"

A black man took the opportunity to pounce on Dai Xingyu, waved a paw print directly to Dai Xingyu, and used a black black air to let the surrounding space swept.

"Hey!"

Dai Xingyu’s tense figure is stiff, and the blue bird in the palm of his hand is screaming.

"call out!"

A sword was smashed out of the air, and the fierce swordsman fell, and suddenly the hand of the black man was directly cut off.

"boom!"

In the next moment, a handful of palm prints fell heavily on the black man's chest, and his body flew away with a scream of screams.

"Star language is careful." Ouyang Shuang appeared in front of Dai Xingyu, but several black disciples in front of him were besieged at the same time.

"Hey!"

Du Shaozhen's figure fluttered like a beast, fierce and fierce. Several black disciples were directly killed by their birth, and finally the body appeared in front of Ouyang Shuang, saying: "Are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Ouyang Shuang looked up slightly, and a pair of big eyes looked at Du Shaoxuan. There was some trepidation in the faintness. Today she seems to have seen the other side of this guy again, so he is overbearing horror, like a beast, and the dawn is slightly stunned. Immediately after looking at Du Shaoxuan, he changed: "Be careful..."

"boom!"

Ouyang Shuang’s voice has not yet fallen, Du Shaozhen has already hit the backhand, and a black-haired youth was suddenly bombarded.

"This man and woman are all powerful, entangle them, and wait for the strongman in the door to come."

A dozen black disciples, in a short period of time, except for the leader who was being attacked by the king's scales, only two of them were left to the full level of the pulse.

"Get out of your hands and get out early."

Du Shaozhen said to Ouyang Shuang, the voice fell, and the figure suddenly rushed to one of the perfect players in the pulse.

"Hey!"

Ouyang Shuang also saved at the same time, and the sword in his hand took out a lot of swordsmanship.

"Take them on, and the strongman in the door will be able to arrive soon!"

The two pulsating and full-fledged repairers were embarrassed and screamed, and at the same time they greeted each other.

The fierce battle was once again triggered, and the tigers in the distance in the distance, the fierce battle was even more intense.

"call out!"

Just as Du Shaoqi rushed to the perfection of the dynasty, the middle-aged man was in a handful of fingerprints and plucked out his fingers. The fingerprints were like guns, and the air penetrated the air to block the eyebrows.

Du Shaoyan's eyes sank, and the practitioners who faced the full-scale pulsation of the pulse did not dare to care about it. They quickly evaded. The fingerprints were past the cheeks, and a few hairs in the ear were shaken. The wind made the cheeks hurt.

"Kid, you are too tender!"

In the middle of the year, he was overjoyed. Du Shaoqi so quickly escaped. The figure appeared in front of him. The fingerprints were condensed. A palm print flashed against Du Shaojun’s chest. He estimated that the distance was so close, the kid was afraid to hide. Can't hide.

It’s just that this middle-aged man didn’t think that Du Shaozhen didn’t mean to avoid it, let his palm fall on his chest.

"boom!"

The palm prints fell, and the middle-aged man in black felt that his palms were on the hardest rock, and a terrible anti-seismic force rushed out and made his hands hurt.

"Amazing waves!"

Between the electric and the Flint, Du Shaozhen stunned the waves and took the line in a straight line. Like a killer, he suddenly violently fell on the chest of the black man, destroying his defense, and the waves of horror poured out with horror. .

"Hey!"

The middle-aged body of black clothes was suddenly shot, and his defensive power could not be resisted. At this moment, he realized that the teenager relied on the defensive power of terror, and he did not care about his palm. The blood in his mouth spurted out and his body was also The line fell on the rock a dozen meters away.

In fact, Du Shaohao is not ignoring the full-scale attack of the pulse, Du Shaozhen will not be so careless, but in the current environment, he needs quick fixes and beats opponents at the fastest speed to get out.

If it is entangled, and other people in the vicinity of the Black Gate will arrive, the consequences will be more serious.

"boom!"

The middle-aged body of black clothes hit the rock behind it into a gravel, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, but he did not lose his life. After all, he was a full-fledged repairer of the pulse, but at this moment he looked at Du Shaoqi, his eyes were inside the pupil. Full of horror and fear.

"How is it possible, the pulsation of the first level of the atmosphere, how so strong!"

The middle-aged gaze of black clothes is unbelievable. The juvenile's level of cultivation is obviously not high. The strength and defense of the customer's four is extremely terrifying, completely beyond his imagination and cognition.

Du Shaozhen’s body once again stepped on the middle of the black clothes. It’s just hard to resist a palm. Although it’s not a big problem, it’s not easy. The pulse is full of layers of cultivation and the palm of the hand is also the place where the palm prints fall. Painful, the body's blood surges.

"Oh la la!"

Seeing Du Shaoqi stepping on, the black-and-white middle-aged handprints changed, communicated with the martial arts, the runes plucked, and suddenly condensed the soul of the soul, but it was a strange wolf-like ghost like a wolf and a wolf, roaring like a living thing, facing Du Shaozhen directly rushed.

Visually watching the other side of the arterial spirit to use the full force, Du Shaoyan's gaze is slightly condensed, the fingerprints change, the pale golden light rushes, the skin around the body is flickering, and in an instant, the palm opens, like a fan, squatting against the wolf The non-wolf's demon beast is photographed, and the space around the palm, the golden runes are densely packed, layer by layer, like the golden wings of the golden-winged Dapeng bird.

"Support the shaking of the sky wings!"

The place where Du Shaoqi passed by, the pale gold charms and the secret lines flashed together, as if a condensed golden space dent was formed around the palm of the hand, and a fierce and fierce breath suddenly spread and swept away. Then, this handcuffed shot on the ghost of the wolf and wolf.

"boom!"

This wing shoots out, like a wolf and a wolf, the demon beast has a fascinating color, and it seems to feel the most terrible pressure and fear, and then a low boring sound, like a wolf and a wolf The virtual shadow was directly spread by Du Shaoqi.

"Hey!"

In the middle of the middle of the black clothes, a mouth of blood is ejected, and the eyes are deeply filled with the color of fear. He communicates with the martial arts and condenses the soul of the soul. He is so vulnerable, the horrible momentum of the other person is like the most overbearing demon. The king of beasts, let his souls be directly suppressed.

"boom!"

The sound of the air broke through, the space trembled, the buzzing sounds, the golden rune striking, in the black middle-aged eyes stagnation, a fist directly expanded in the pupil, and finally fell on his head, the pain from the head Uploaded, it even lost consciousness.

"boom!"

The middle-aged head of black clothes was directly sunken by Du Shaoqi, and the death could not die any more.

"Hey!"

The amazing sound of the beast came out, the sword of Ouyang Shuang has converged, the handprints change the martial arts, the runes bloom, and the souls are condensed, but the soul of the soul is a mighty double-headed leopard.

"Red-billed double-headed leopard."

Du Shaozhen’s eyes were also quite surprised. Ouyang Shuang’s soul was turned into a rare red-headed leopard.

This kind of monster is extremely powerful, and it will never be under the king's scales. However, the king's scales and the tigers who have returned to the ancestors do not know whether they can compare.

"Hey!"

And Ouyang Shuang's fierce battle of the full-fledged level of the cultivator also spurred the soul of the soul, a sturdy demon, long headed, and then went straight to Ouyang Shuang.

"Boom!"

The two souls are fiercely fighting, the rune blooms, after a few times of colliding and killing, Ouyang Shuang's pulse soul red scorpion double-headed leopard is obviously a lot stronger, in the double-headed mouth, each of their energy light columns directly hit the demon On the cow, he scattered his phantom body to a lot of runes.

"laugh!"

At the same time, Ouyang Shuang’s graceful body swept out, and the hand waved, and a palm print directly shot to the other side.

The pulsating environment is full of layers, and the face is sinking, the eyes are gloomy like ice, and a palm print quickly collides.

"boom!"

The low energy muffled and blasted, Ouyang Shuang Mingming took the upper hand, but at this moment, the Jiaozuo was repulsed by the earthquake, but at the same time, Ouyang Shuang’s dawn was a smile.

"call out!"

Just when the practitioners at the full level of the pulse movement felt quite confused, a sword shadow swept out, the runes flashed, and the swordsman was fierce and unparalleled, plunging directly from his belly, without swords. Mang raging, smashing his body.

"Oh la la!"

With the completion of the pulse of the level of the repairer was killed by Ouyang Shuang, the demon mai soul was immediately turned into a rune dissipated.

"Roar!"

The tiger screamed like a thunder, and the middle-aged man in the air also ignited the soul of the soul, but it was a enchantress, but when the soul of the pulse was just urging, it was directly destroyed by the king’s scales. A tiger claw was also shot on him.

"boom!"

His body was photographed by the king's scales, and he crashed into a series of * tree branches and fell heavily on the ground.

"go to hell!"

Du Shaoqi finally waited for the opportunity, and the figure swept around his fall.

"boom!"

Just when the middle-aged **** fall of the leader, a punched out, pale gold and sinful perfusion, overbearing breath of sweeping, a murderous surging, and finally smashed on his head, The head of the middle-aged head was directly smashed.

"Little tiger, take us away, fast!"

Du Shaozhen just put the Qiankun bag in the middle-aged body into his arms, and immediately let the king-scale demon tiger fall. The three men jumped on the back of the king-scale demon tiger, and suddenly flew up the forest and went to the forest. At that time, Du Shaoqi can only hope to get out of the speed of the king.