Martial God

Long air. Yujia ancestors fly faster and faster, flying higher and higher six"

Although he was seriously injured, after a strong stimulation and a period of recuperation, he has successfully controlled the injury and slowly recovered.

So when he started to flee alone at this time, it was flying higher and higher.

Far away, he has seen a familiar peak, and the boulder hanging in his heart is finally halfway down.

Because he knows that as long as he can get to the peak, then it is safe.

Although He Yiming and others are powerful, it is absolutely impossible to create any kind of self in that place.

Threat.

Just, I remembered the loss of Yujia this time. Another sharp pain in his heart. It's like having a hand that is pulling his internal organs, to make him alive and dead.

His body shook a little. It seems that it will fall from the sky.

He quickly inhales and throws away all the distractions. After a while, he is stabilized again.

He clenched his teeth and swayed a madness in his eyes. He whispered in his mouth: "Just play me alive, as long as I can advance to the Nine Heavens, I will be able to reinvigorate Yujia, and I must make the Yujia Dynasty become The real world first dynasty."

Looking up and identifying the direction of the mountain, he flew again.

However, just in this mystery, he heard a long squeak, and then, at his feet, a white light flew in general.

The face of Yu’s ancestors changed greatly. He did not hesitate to push the whole force. Even the violent pain from the wounds could not be taken so much, he knew. If you don't try to escape, then I am afraid that I will really leave my life.

He cried madly in his heart, Yujia has paid a price enough, I can never die!

He Yiming looked up at the sky, his face suddenly changed, his eyes looked toward the distant peak.

It is a meandering mountain, although it is not as exaggerated as the main peak of the Tianchi, but in that place, it is full of a strange atmosphere. I don't know why, He Yiming has such a feeling, there is a horrible to the extreme character.

He suddenly understood something. Why should the ancestors and Yu Feiyang move in this direction. Because they are coming to ask for help.

In the mind, the electric light flashed, and he even thought of the deputy doorkeeper of Huangquanmen who revealed his whereabouts to Zhan.

He cursed in his heart, that guy, of course, really wants to pass the message to himself. But he should have another purpose.

Huang Quanmen, coagulation, five-line reincarnation,

It turned out that the Dashen royal family had long been mixed with this notorious, the world's first assassin.

Far away, an understatement, but full of majestic voices screamed abruptly: "Nine secluded Huang Quan does not like outsiders, give me a roll,

This voice is not big. The sound at the beginning is not high, but it is getting stronger and stronger. In the end, it is like a thunder, and it is not burning in the air.

He Yiming’s face changed greatly, and his words in his mind reminded him of the opera, in Da Shen. There are several forces that can't be provoked.

He looked up at the sky and looked at the higher and higher figures. The double fists were tight and he had already made up his mind in an instant.

He reached out and said, "Let's come up."

One hundred and eight did not ask the reason at all. His body was as light as a feather, and he was dragged up by He Yiming.

Subsequently, He Yiming's feet were slightly forced. Already set foot on the unicorn of the white horse lightning.

"Thunder, send me a ride

With the roar of He Yiming, the white horse’s one-horned corner was suddenly surrounded by lightning and suddenly bombarded.

Out.

He Yiming's body is like an arrow from the string. Go straight to the sky.

White horse seems to have a new improvement in the control of lightning. The impact of using the power of lightning is much higher than He Yiming’s imagination.

He Yiming’s heart is overjoyed. I really don’t know what happened to Baima’s confrontation with the singular tiger, but it has made it a kind of transformation.

Although the strength of the white horse has not been enhanced by this, its manipulation of power is subtle and subtle.

The four hooves of the pig pigs ignited a black light, and they carried it toward the sky. Its small eyes sparkled, and it seemed that they wanted to keep up with the fun.

If it was before, White Horse will definitely be thunderous. I can't wait to go up and play, but at the moment, it is calmly following. Nothing to shake.

After the power of lightning at the foot gradually subsided. The colorful light of He Yiming emerged in vain, and with the last strength, he came to the sky and blocked the front of the flight of Yu's ancestors.

If He Yiming wants to catch up with Yu’s ancestors with his own flight ability, it is almost impossible. However, with the degree of white horses and the advancement of lightning, this will be able to intercept success at the last minute.

However, He Yiming only lightened his life-threatening soldiers. Once he used the magical flying technique, he had no weapons to attack.

However, at this moment, in his hand, he still pulls a hundred zero without any weight.

Looking at the astounding Yu family ancestors. He Yiming smiled slightly, and he opened his mouth gently, saying: "Hundred brothers, the knife!"

The face of Yu’s ancestors changed greatly. He did not think of it. He saw that he escaped and looked back, but he was chased up by the other party in this way.

He screamed without thinking, "Jimo brother, help.

However, he just shouted a large part of his sentence, and suddenly he stopped abruptly, and his eyes were instantly rounded up. Just like seeing the most terrible things in the world, the whole person became like a hail. Cool and indescribable.

In front of his eyes, the one hundred and eight who were dragged around by He Yiming suddenly changed. He turned into a liquid and flowed in the air. It was only for a moment that the hundred and eight had disappeared. In the hands of He Yiming, there was a horrific knife.

Yu’s ancestors were cold, and he finally understood one thing. One hundred and eight said that he came in. It turned out to be coming in,

However, his heart is full of fear at this moment, and the deep fear is enough to scare people to life.

What the **** is this guy?

In the air, smug, and stepping on the four groups of black fire step by step, the pigs came up with a chest. It can fly, but the white horse thunder does not have this ability, just this is enough to make it look good.

However, its movements were abruptly stopped. It looked at the top of the head, and the one hundred and eight became the moment of the knife. Even it was the sorrow.

Subsequently, the black fireworks at the foot of Bao pig disappeared. After it devoted himself to the attention to the hundred and eight, he even forgot the light under his feet.

If the pigs have been lighted up for several years. And to do the hard work for several years, the control of the light of the light as an instinct, then even if he does not use the heart to control, it does not appear such a problem.

But unfortunately, Bao pig Guanghua Shenbing only has half a year, and more importantly, the little guy is lazy on weekdays. He would rather fly on the hundred and eight, and he is unwilling to fly.

Therefore, in the next moment, Bao pig immediately screamed a hundred times more scream than the killing of pigs, falling from the sky.

With a plop, Bao pig pulled out a large pit on the ground. It climbed up and eaten, just opposite the white horse lightning.

The pigs are not hurting anymore. Two holy beasts with blood vessels of the beasts look at the sky at the same time, and their hearts have the same problem.

What is 100? What is it?

The big knife is in hand, and the arrogance of He Yiming is a hundred times higher. The five elements of the real air flow are endless, and the huge and incredible instinct and momentum firmly lock the Yu's ancestors in front of him.

If the ancestors of Yujia had just fled immediately. There is still hope of getting rid of it, but after seeing the incomparable scene, the ancestors of Yujia stayed for a while and lost the opportunity to look far.

He Yiming's Daguan knife was lifted high, and it seemed as if the momentum that even the mountains could be opened was insane.

The thirty-sixth style of the mountain, the thirtyth style!

The knife is with endless power. The face of the skull was cut down, and the knife was sharp. The momentum is huge, and the same has the power to destroy the earth.

Yu’s ancestors were deeply absorbed, he knew. At this moment, I can't rely on anyone. He can only catch this blow and it is possible to save his life today.

All the distracting thoughts in his heart were completely thrown away. The future of Yujia, the injuries on his body, and the strangeness of the hundred and eight, could no longer affect him.

With both hands up, a pair of golden fists gave off a strong radiance, and even the hard hit took the thunder off.

A loud bang, the big knife seems to be embedded in the glove, although the glove is already faintly cracked, but it is not allowed.

However, in He Yiming’s eyes, there was a taunting color. Their hands were pulled, and the second half of the knife was split apart. A black sword was like a snake-like thorn in his hand. Out.

This time, the ancestors of the Yu family, who have done their best, have never been able to escape.

The black fork sword pierced his chest and pierced his heart!

The ancestors of Yujia looked at the fork sword on the chest~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His face was extremely strange.

Finally, his body lost all its power. Falling from the sky.

He Yiming shook his wrist, and the fork and the big knife were combined into one, and it became a hundred and eight again.

Yu’s ancestors fell heavily into a muddy scene, and his eyes stared at He Yiming. In the eyes, the brilliance began to diverge.

However, at the moment,

In the distance, at the huge peak, a huge momentum filled the air, and a black shadow drifted to the sky. Although it was only a human being, in the eyes of He Yiming, he was like the peak of the dragon. Unattainable existence,

Fan: Already on the 8th, Khan,

Five more tomorrow.

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