“Does he want to shoot the tyrant?

Feeling the real power of the riot on the basalt dragon gun, no one doubts that Zhong left this saying just to say.

The warriors who had not thought that the snow swordsman would lose before, and at this moment they did not expect that Zhong would actually shoot so directly against the project.

"You tried to trap me three times, did you really think I wouldn't shoot you?"

After the fiery shape of the plume was intercepted, the clock looked at the former slowly opening, and the killing intention that had not yet converged on the body completely spread out.

Here is not only this feathered one of the martial arts, but no one else dared to speak out, and everyone can feel that the terrible killing intention is not a joke.

And this feather is the one who was locked up by this killing!

Seeing Zhong's eyes fall on himself, the look on Xiang Feiyu's face was obviously a little stiff, but he quickly sneered out: "Boy, you killed more than a dozen of my disciples in the land of lava, this account I just counted with you!"

The sound of the plume fell, and the eyes of other warriors also flashed a strange color again, and the look of the clock was even more strange.

They finally understood why the previous Feiyu would deliberately fight the bell, and it turned out that this hatred had already ended before, and it was still a big revenge for the death of more than a dozen disciples.

However, the death of more than a dozen disciples of the Xiang clan will have something to do with Zhong's departure, and the news is indeed a bit shocking.

If it is not said from the mouth of the plume, I am afraid that few people really want to believe.

"You're on your own, no one's fault."

In the face of the question of Xiang Feiyu, the clock was calm and calm, and the echo was indifferent.

These disciples of the kingdom of God prevented the East Xuanyu warriors from passing through the land of lava, and actually came to block them when he opened the way, otherwise it would not have been attacked by the devil's fire-fire mantafish and would have lost his life, and it was not worthy of sympathy.

When the bell left without the Virgin Mary to a few disciples of the kingdom of God to deal with him alone, he still thought of not harming his life.

“If you’re finished, you’re going to die!”

After the last sentence fell, Zhong Yuan obviously did not continue to play a verbal dispute with this flying feather, the basalt dragon gun was finally shot at this moment.

Dragons are in the sky!

The killing intention is like the tide of the sea, and the energy of the surrounding world seems to be driven by the killing intention of the clock, following the basalt dragon gun to the plume.

“Really done!”

Realizing that the clock was completely attacked, the horror in everyone's eyes surged, and there was already a little awe for the young man in his heart.

Xiang Feiyu and Snow Swordsman can be different, and behind each other's stand the Xiang clan, one of the four royal families of the three kingdoms.

Everyone in the kingdom of the Red God knows that the royal family and the royal power can not be offended, the clock in front of so many people to show their intention to kill the meaning of the plume, is undoubtedly on the opposite side of the clan!

But even so, there is still no hesitation in the eyes of the clock!

Feeling the pressure of that terror, Xiang Feiyu finally understood what a terrible attack the snow swordsman was under.

The Wind-Chammer Law!

However, Xiang Feiyu is not a snow swordsman, he will never show weakness in front of an East Xuanyu warrior, all of which are instantly bombarded the hammer in his hand, condensed the power of the real yuan, like a mountain like a big mountain to shoot the clock away from the past.

This emperor hammer and basalt dragon gun are heavy weapons, the force that broke out is also the heaviest, after hitting together in the air, suddenly there is a real wave of terror.

Fortunately, the strength of the warriors present was not weak, and the residual power of the two men quickly suppressed, so that they would not hurt others.

Then the people saw that the golden light above the emperor's hammer that day was hard and suppressed by the shape of the dragon.

“Oh my God!How could it be that he had crushed the people of the clan above his strength!”

"What is impossible, but she has realized the perfect sense of Martiality, and how many people among the clan of the Xiang clan can feel the fullness of the Martial?"

“That being said, who among the Cabaled Gods does not know that the Clan is known as the “blood of divine power” and has never lost to any family in the struggle of power.”

"But this clock is able to suppress the blood of the divine power, and there must be a stronger blood force hidden in him!"

If the clock left to kill the snow swordsman only shocked everyone, but now the confrontation with Xiang Feiyu is completely shocking to all the warriors.

Having realized the fullness of Martiality, and not losing to the blood of the divine power in the fight of the power, there have been too many dazzling features in the body of this Dongxuan warrior.

Although he reluctantly resisted the attack of the other party, the plume was still shaken by the force of the dragon, and the blood in the body obviously surged.

On the contrary, the clock is gone, but there has not been much change, and the body is still standing in place.

Who wins this victory is self-evident.

"It's impossible, you're just a low-lying East basalt warrior, how can you resist the blood of divine power?"

After understanding this result, the chill in the eyes of Xiang Feiyu was even more severe, gritted his teeth, and even wanted to kill the clock on the spot immediately.

Because this ordinary Dongxuan warrior, in fact, in the strength of the do not lose their own, and even have the tendency to crush him.

"I don't know where your inexplicable self-confidence comes from, and what bloodline you think you have, you were born to be nobler than others?"

“It seems to me that the kingdom of God is nothing but that!”

After suppressing this flying feather, the clock was also unceremoniously scolding.

A stroke of hands, Zhong away is also more convinced that his true dragon Yuan does not lose the blood of the other party.

As he spoke, the basalt dragon gun in his hand had shone again, apparently ready to shoot again.

Since this flying feathers three times want to frame themselves, then the clock is not recommended to send each other directly to death.

At the beginning of the discovery of the intention of the clock, the face of the plume was somewhat ugly, and he had thought that the clock would fall into his hands, but he did not expect that the situation would turn around.

He overestimated his own strength and underestimated the strength of the teenager in front of him!

If he is defeated by the clock in front of the people, then he will lose not only his own face, but also the face of the whole clan.

But the clock did not think so much, he only knew one reason.

Since this feather wants to die on his own, then it is the right thing to kill for convenience!

The thought flashed, the clock left the eyes to kill the intention condensed, the basalt dragon gun was stabbed out again.

But when the gun was stabbed, a large number of red threads suddenly shot out in the air, quickly knotted into a red net.

After the basalt dragon gun was stabbed, it seemed to fall in the cotton, and all the forces were unloaded, and this attack was instantly turned to nothing.

The clock changed its eyes from the eyes, and just took the basalt dragon gun back, it was to see a pair of attractive white legs floating down, stepping on the top of a red line, and at the same time, with a lovely voice also sounded.

“Are you two too impulsive?”