“If God wants to kill, he must first make him mad.”At this moment, the latter has been angered.

For many years of tacit understanding, Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang once again changed attack and defense, the overlord was shocked, the tai chi gossip was hanging, he stepped on, the gun was flashing, and the power of the road was running.

The wind set off a storm, the cold ice was frozen, the constant ice and the wind blazing came out from Yang Zhiqiang's body, blocking the attack of the demonic youth, but this powerful defense was lightly broken by it, and the road was like a bamboo.

“Today, I’m going to tear you both up!”He screamed, his eyes scarlet, never so much shame.

"Tai Chi sword, man's sword together."

With the sword, the garrison is a man, the man is a garrison, and the sudden roll is like a storm rolling up, and a weak force is vorking in the tip of the gun.

"A negligence, there will be no second negligence, although this guy's strength has reached the list of two products with external force, but its own strength, after all, just a turning peak, if you change to another person, you can fight with the cloud, this useless attack will only put him in danger!" 」The purple-haired young man smiled coldly, and he knew the strength of the demonic youth, and the strength of the latter was unquestionable.

“Yes?”The wonderful shadow slightly raised his eyebrows, "This kind of normal people can think of, do you think these two guys can't think of?"

“Do you think there’s fraud in this?”

“Do you think the two of you will change?”

The communication from the divine knowledge is extremely fast, and the demonic youth finally broke through the heavy obstacles and appeared before Yang Rui's gunman, "Buzz!"His body swelled twice, his arms became large, full of blood, malevolent blood, mixed with the power of terror, suddenly waving his fist toward Yang Rui.

The first blow, Yang Rui has been avoided.

“Go to hell!”

The fist came, and the fist of the blood-shot youth also came at the same time.

Yang Zhiqiang's figure disappeared, and a golden bell completely resisted the offensive of the blood youth.

“Did he give up control for another guy?”

This is an extremely unexpected scene.

The fist had fallen, and the sharpness of the spinning gun was suddenly approaching, and the moment when the tip of the gun touched his boaching, a sudden rush came to mind.

“Damn, it’s you!”

The cold voice suddenly resounded, the four throes suddenly at this moment, the breath that was suppressed to the extreme, suddenly rebounded wildly, destroyed the fluctuations of the earth, and blinked.

“Not good!”

The illusion is lost, the three old people's faces suddenly change, the void is broken, and the three big hands are suppressed almost at the same time.

However, it was all too late.

Hmm!

A light and shadow flashed by, on the sky, Yang Rui did not stain the blood on his body, only the sharp blade of the overlord yaw has dripping blood flowing.

The void, frozen at this moment, the fist of the demonic youth fell into the void, smashed the void, and let the space flow out.

He stood quietly in the same place, no longer moving, just in the chest, there is a huge blood mouth, the original living heart, has long been missing.

Three big hands surging with darkness, and in an instant, Yang Rui's face suddenly changed, and at the same time, over the illusion, a big hand suppressed.

“Hush!”

The blood of the demonic young man fell at this moment and was alive.

The three descendants of the gods present, watching this scene with horror, their breathing almost stalled.

“How is it possible!”

The facts in front of him are completely like an illusion, and a guy with only eight products and one turn in his own strength actually kills the cloud of eight turns and two products with a blow.

They are descendants of the gods, these natives are regarded as livestock for testing, but now they are killed by this native.

Yu Qingshui and others, the crowd was excited, and there was a ecstasy on their faces, which was the first step of their victory!

Blow up!

On the sky, four big hands hit together, and the fierce wave wind, all five people were flying.

Everyone’s eyes are on the sky at this moment.

“Who?”

An angry voice sounded in the hallucinations, carrying sound waves and trembling the sky.

At the top of the hidden sky, a chaos was scattered, a white robe came out, the old man's white-haired sky, came calmly, but his eyes were thunderous, and his eyes became deep and dark in an instant, as if he lived in a river of stars.

“The old man!”

Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang looked at each other, but turned to frowning.

“What about the war in the West?”

The old man ignored him, and his eyes were coldly staring at the depths of the illusion of the psychedelic, followed by the sleeve, and the hallucinations were over the hallucinations, and a large array was activated.

Nine flags of Voldemort, a violent force is gathering.

Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang did not realize when the old man laid a big battle here.

“It’s a part, not antagonism!”The eyes of heaven swept by, this time, Yang Rui can be sure, so he is also relieved.

"The self-proclaimed descendants of the gods are doing such a detestable thing for you, but for my children, it is a war of life and death!"

"They can't stand on the same starting line, but at the very least, in the battle, it's a little fair."Is it right?”The low voice, with an ironic tone, was more domineering than anything at this moment.

“Yes, there is such a strong existence!”

“Slay you like a pig!”There was a cold drink in the hallucinations.

“It’s up to you, you can’t do it!If you come to your master, you have the qualifications, but unfortunately, this star has a limit, destined that they will not come!"

“Farious!”

A light flashed, penetrating the void between the thoughts, carrying the withered palms of black inflammation, and suppressed it toward Yang Qiankun.

The right foot, the void collapses, the space where Yang Rui and Yang Zhiqiang are located is almost instantly disconnected, one foot is empty, strong and overbearing.

“Duang!”

The bell is scary.

Without moving like a mountain, the endless golden trummorant is haunting, blocking this hand.

“A little bit of a thing.”Another cold drink, a gray robe old man killed, the power of terror, let the world tremble for it, the palm of the wind, contains the space power, in the endless shuttle bombardment to Yang Qiankun.

In the depths of the shattered void, just then another large hand reached out and blocked the old man's offensive in the gray robe.

“Oooh!”One step up a thousand waves, breaking a heavy void.

This is a true supreme, and has not yet appeared, so that people feel a strong invincible world.

“Who is this man?”

Everyone turned their eyes in the direction of the sound source.

(End of this chapter)