Lian Fenghua is the owner of the Yuzhen Fang Branch of Yunlang City, the strong of the sixth heaven of the Danjian.

Even the black coffin is only built on the fifth heavy day of the Danjian.

Since the king is easily defeated, he has defeated even the wind.Does this not prove that Wang Yan is unlikely to be the same party as the black coffin?

After all, the strength of Wang Lian, but much stronger than the black coffin, it is necessary to be the same party as the black coffin?

With his strength, he can completely sweep the Yuzhen Fang in Yunlang City.There is no need to play these tricks.

The people of He Gaoyi had been provoked by the wind.Although I do not believe that Wang Yan is the same party as the black coffin, there is still a hint of suspicion.

But at this moment, after seeing this scene, the only suspicion was gone.

They just feel burned and ashamed.

The king saved them, but they were still suspicious.Even if the wind wants to kill the king's silence, they will not fight to stop it.

What a shame.

At this moment, Wang Lian is standing in front of Ning Qianxue, watching the wind lying on the ground, and scornfully saying: "Before you slandered me as the same party of the black coffin, I did not do my hand, I was not afraid of you, just too lazy to see with you."“Did you take it now?”

“How dare you humiliate me so much?”

Even the wind did not listen to the words of the king's silence at all.But the face of the thorny, gritted teeth roaring, actually jumped up, once again jumped to the king's silence.

This time, he had a long stick in his hand.

He threw himself like lightning on the king's silence, and waved the long stick in his hand.Countless strong breath, like rain.

“The unscrupulous!”

Wang Yan saw this scene, not only did not have the slightest fear, but shook his head with disappointment.

He saw that he was punching again, a huge fist, suddenly piercing a thousand feet, punctured the sky.

The houses around the world, and the ground, were all shattered by this fist.

The original magnificent courtyard became a mess in the blink of an eye.

And even the sticks emitted by the wind are all broken, turned into clouds and smoke, and disappear without a trace.

This huge fist not only broke the windy offensive, but also hit the windy chest.Take the whole of him and fly out.

“Wow, wow, wow...”

In the middle of the air, even the wind and blood, the face is white.In the end, he broke the seven or eight false mountains nearby, and there was a castle, which was impotent and fell to the ground.

He was not dead, but he was dying.

“This, this...”

All of them, people, have changed their faces.

If it is said that before it may be because even the wind is too happy, it was defeated by the king.

But this time, there is no doubt that Wang Lian is based on his real ability to easily crush the wind.

He Gaoyi and others, although they do not have deep feelings with the wind.But seeing that even the wind fell so sadly, I couldn't help but feel the sadness of the rabbit's death fox.

“This boy...”

Shangguan Mingcheng face iron-green, fierce eyes staring at the king's silence, secretly happy in his heart, fortunately before, did not recklessly hit the boy.

He also built the fifth day of the Danjian to repair, if you shoot yourself, I am afraid the end will only be more miserable.

However, in any case, the beam has now been settled.

In addition, the beauty in front of you has to be herself.

This man must die.

At that moment, he waved his hand and ordered the cracking old man around him: "Cracking the old, it seems that you can only kill this son by your hand."This is a great thing, so be careful of the old man.”

“No problem.”

The old man staggered forward, as if drunk.But his eyes were extremely clear: "This son does have some means, but with my strength to build the sixth peak of the land, it is easy to defeat him."

The old voice has just fallen, and the whole person has become a ghost, and it is very sudden that it appears on the side of Wang's silence.

His old hand, like an eagle claw, seized him toward the lanchoking throat of the king.

Wang Lian had just defeated Lian Fenghua soon, if it was an ordinary person, encountered such a ghostly sneak attack.I’m afraid it’s impossible to react.

However, Wang Lian was as if he had already mastered the action of cracking the old man, and the face was light and cloudy, and he did not panic.

Until he cracked the old claws and caught him in front of him, he then glanced at the old man, and he flicked his hand on the old claws.

“Oh hey?”

The old man saw that the king was so quick to react, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

But seeing Wang Wuang wanted to use only one finger to open his own attack.His face was not full of contempt.

His claws, even if it is a thousand mountains in front of him, must be caught in two.The boy in front of him, trying to break with a finger, is simply not knowing how to live.

However, when the king's fingers were thrown to the cracked old claws, the old face was suddenly changed.

Wang Yan, whose seemingly powerless finger actually contains indiscussive power.The cracking old man suddenly felt that his claws seemed to be hit by the mountains, the pain was unbearable, and he almost fainted.

"No, this son is probably the strong man of the seventh heaven of the building of Dan!"

The old man immediately put away his contempt, and immediately sacrificed his weapon, a black iron ruler.

He resisted the pain in his claws, held the iron ruler, and unfolded like a ghostly body.He did not fight with the king's silence, but cleverly attacked the king's silence.

At the same time, he shouted at the official Mingcheng: "Young master, send a message to the homeowner for help."This son is the strong man of the seventh heaven of the kingdom of Dan, and I will not last long.”

Although the Cracking Old has never been able to believe that there will be such a young man who is the seventh most powerful in the construction of the Danjian.But what is the strength just now, not the strong one in the seventh heaven of the building of the land, and what is it?

Even if he did not want to believe it again, he had to admit that the young man in front of him was terrible.Whether he is the strength of the seventh heaven in the land of Tsukang or not, at least he also has the strength of the seventh heaven in the land of Tsukdam.

The words of the old man are like a thunderstorm in the sky, for the officials, He Gaoyi, and the even wind and the people who lie on the ground and are half dead.

If you break the old words, it is like putting a huge stone suddenly into the extremely calm lake.In the hearts of many people present, they set off a huge wave.

The 7th day of the kingdom?

Oh my god!

Wang Yan is the strong man of the seventh heaven of the construction of Danjian?

He was so young, he looked less than 20 years old, and he stepped into the seventh day of the construction of the land.

Is he a true disciple of some gate school, or is he a member of a large family?

If not, how could you have such an amazing talent?

This time, the Shangguan family and Yuzhenfang, afraid that they were all kicked to the iron plate.