The sword is cut, the sword is unrivaled, "shape!"

A blood-colored thorny arm suddenly appeared behind him, blocking Yang Rui's sword, which had always cut iron like mud, and had long been broken between the collision with its scarlet sword, and finally it was completely broken in this sword.

And the thorny armor also became much darker.

“It is a pity!”

If this blow is not blocked by this thorn, he can seriously attack the former, this sword, and even lay the victory.

The purple-haired young man looked at the black stone monument in Yang's hand, and his face was quite ugly, a stone monument, absorbed his blow, and also blocked his blood blade knife, and did not appear cracked.

The young people who were at war with Yang fiercely came to face, and their faces were quite ugly.

"This guy's hand is a little stumbling, any force will be absorbed, and the stone is very hard."

“I see it!”

The two looked at each other, the body flashed, toward Yang Rui clamping and going away, Yang Rui had long been expected, the supreme magic elephant condensed, the four elephants together, the ice wall, the wind shield all the means of defense, in this moment all the display, Yang suddenly killed, the stone town killed two people.

“Dad, fuck her!”

Yang Meng and Yang Rui joined hands, fiercely fighting two people, there are shocking gods in the monument, as long as it is not surprising, the two are almost invincible.

Chichi carrying Naiva and Simappi, still capriciously insulted, did not give the high above the gods to the slightest love, came to this hunt the gods disciples, do not want to tear the three, however, but simply can not do.

Under the harassment of the three, Qiu Zhenghao appeared to kill the first kill, he was strong to heart-wrenching, boundless anger and staggered, and he shot his opponent into a blood fog.

“Yunco!”The great men of the gods were framing.

Blow up!

A shocking explosion sounded, the temple of the sky, the blood-shot youth is ultimately invincible Yang Zhiqiang, was bombarded with a fist, the blood sprinkled the sky, but the latter did not die, the vitality of this family and the ability to repair is completely, appalling.

Gosh!

The night shadow stepped down, completely breaking the last half of the blood and his heart.

“The cloud is deep!”

Yunsheng's death, is already an accident, and now two people have died in succession, the gods and young people are in chaos, originally for the indigenous people's disdain, and finally in this moment into a thick and ghastly.

They have innate advantages and better resources, so they have the achievements of today's top genius at a young age, but after all, they only have eight or two products, completely unaware of their opponents, how many kills they have experienced, and how invincible in the world.

The same is invincible, and it is not boasting.

Killed a person, Yang Zhiqiang did not stop, like the demon king came to the four sides, he stepped on the battlefield of Yang Rui, killing a person consumes many of his strength, Tianqiang's war spirit is extremely draining of energy and body, but also did not stop his pace of killing.

What is invincible, this moment, is truly invincible.

“Remove!”

The disciples of these gods were finally aware of the arrival of the crisis.

The top of the sky, the king of Tibet and the opening of the big battle of Yang Qiankun fiercely fought the three old, did not fall the wind, the three top Junjie below were beheading, so that the three people were extremely angry.

“Let the fourth one come!”The three of them screamed.

“No matter how many people you come today, it’s useless!”Four turns, I’m not afraid!”Yang Qian was cold, the road was reversed, he pointed to the void, suddenly, another big battle opened.

“The middle office!”The three men’s faces suddenly changed.

“When you’re in, stay here.”At this moment, the sky is changing, Yang Qiankun's breath is changing, all is changing, everything is changing, the void is broken, and the road behind the three is completely broken.

Deep in the depths of the confusion, the bells are more and more dense, and suddenly, a roaring roars at this moment, from the king in the depths of the morousy, is coming!

“Brother, bring the coffin!”

The sound of drinking was thunder, the implementation of the void, Yang Rui heard the words, without any hesitation, a big wave of hands, and the two cassations went to the suppression of the void.

“There’s a big fight here, please join us!”The Tibetan king changed the seal in his hand, the stipulation was opened, and a method was swept out, and the prohibition that originally had a corner was repaired in an instant.

“Please!”

The storm broke out, Yang Qiankun was burning blood, so that his own strength reached the peak at this moment, and the terrorist war power was against the sky.

“The old man!”

Yang Rui, Yang Meng, Yang Zhiqiang shouted at about the same time.

“What are you doing, old man?” cried Naiva.

"In order to suppress the three, even burn the blood!"

Everyone looked at this scene, and saluted the figure above the void.

“Burn the blood, I’ll break it!”One of the three old men was angry.

“You can try it!”Yang Qiankun sneered, this moment, he belongs to the real invincible, the peak of the young, the king who was once in the underworld, and the existence of the king's side, when he and the king are still at the peak, even the king of heaven and the king of the earth have to lie dormant.

“A generation of legends deserves our admiration!”A look full of fear.

“Bombing!”

A bulge, emptied the void, poked at one of the old people, the latter could not resist, was pumped into the staggered, the Tibetan king's hands were folded, the mouth read words, the stony was closed, countless runes slowly poured up on the stony, one by one filled with the chains of dark spells, the stombing completely tied the stipala, and then suddenly fell into the earth.

The roar of the prisoners came from the skunk, but no matter how crazy he was, he could no longer rush out.

“The Crane!”The faces of the two old men became extremely distorted, the three were suppressed by one, and a smear of fear slowly poured into his heart, how much anger and how much fear there was.

Yang Qiankun stepped again, the blood was burning, the breath was rising, and countless people were looking at this legendary figure, imagining how strong he was at the peak.

"Old man, are you crazy!" roared Yang Rui, the eyes were full of scarlet, he was mad to rush up to stop him, but Yang Zhiqiang and Qiu Zhenghao blocked.

"The old man's way, he decided, second child, we are all adults, should have their own enlightenment!" 」Yang Zhiqiang was indifferent and seemed indifferent, but his heart was not like Yang Rui.

This is a part of the old man, but it is the person they are most familiar with.

Blow up!

Blow up!

Two times in a row, under the blessing of the big battle, Yang Qiankun made a real invincible, this once-legend, once again with his record to show the world, his peak strength.

Now, this powerful existence, but also with their own actions, let everyone understand that the meaning, really exists.

The three old people were eventually suppressed, but Yang Qiankun did not stop, and the Tibetan king followed him and walked toward the depths of the illusion, where there was a fluctuation of agitation and great strength.

(End of chapter)