Chapter 612: You Weak Chickens!!

Chapter 612: You Weak Chickens!!

"Come on, why aren't you coming?!"

Wang Yang pointed out the country, an invincible posture in the world!

"Here, you weak chickens, don't you want a big chance? Why, are you scared now?"

Singing, as a result, these guys were scared!

Looking at the bright golden light on his body, Wang Yang didn't mention how anxious he was!

These damn things, as long as there is one more thing, or two people, my luck is already full, and it has reached a limit. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hurry up and let me kill one or two, these damn bastards, and my luck will be able to break through nine zhang, and when the time comes, I will definitely be able to truly reach the top of the golden clouds!

Wang Yang was in such a hurry!

"You weak chickens, come up quickly, there is a big opportunity here, wait a minute, I will also come to the top of the golden cloud cover, you can also come up and force the opportunity!"

The sword is gone, Wang Yang is also not as stable as he once was, and the whole person is a little obscene, like the girl in the green building, calling for guests, with a villain face.

"Vomit ......"

A lot of people can't watch it!

"This bastard, you still have to be shameless, ah......"

The generals, who had never retreated, stared at a pair of zombie eyes, and the whole person pointed at Wang Yang with extreme anger.

The injuries on the general's body disappeared after he retired from the battlefield.

In the end, it is worthy of being a zombie, and the recovery ability is strong.

"This, this is the owner of the Divine Water Village?

In the legend, the heir of the Ziyang Emperor, the bastard, before, Lao Tzu challenged him, he never dared to fight, and now he dares to be so arrogant?

I'm pissed off, this bastard, I'm really pissed off!"

Blood Venerable's face was a little pale, and on the battle platform, he was seriously injured by Abin's knife, and he has not recovered until now.

In this regard, he is much different from the generals.

"You stinky duck egg, you fart, Lao Tzu is stupid, once you kill him, his luck will be one, how much luck can I have for you?"

"You bastard, there is a kind, you just let me kill it, when the time comes, Lao Tzu will also be the top of the golden cloud, ten thousand resonances, when the time comes, you can also come to rob it!"

"Smack......

Luo Jian slapped his forehead fiercely.

"Brother, you're pulling hatred!"

Wang Yang's behavior scared Luo Jian a lot.

"Hehe, pull hatred, isn't this just pulling hatred, boss?"

Wang Yang's behavior is not only unbearable for the spectators, but also for the people of Shenshui Manor.

"Still, this kind of behavior. If there is really someone who has a hot brain and can't stand the excitement, it is also a good choice!"

The Divine Spear Invincible understood Wang Yang's behavior.

Also, Wang Yang's body surface has golden light escaping, and he is already full of luck, as long as there is a little more, it is very likely to form a real golden cloud of luck.

If it were yourself and you had absolute strength, no matter who you were, you would have absolute self-confidence, and you would make such a choice.

"Damn Shenshui Zhuang, you deceive people too much!"

Wang Yang's behavior was like this, pointing at everyone and scolding the weak chickens, but it made many people angry.

The generals can't see Wang Yang so arrogant!

"You wait for me, I want to see, how long can you hold on to your continuous fighting?

Wait, I won't let you go. ”

Wang Yang's strength has a shadow in the hearts of the generals, but if he wants to give up, he will never agree.

"I'm coming!"

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared above the battle.

"You are too presumptuous, today, I am going to kill you!"

"You ......"

Looking at the comer, Wang Yang was stunned.

It's not that this person is very famous, it's just that this person is actually a Westerner.

Yes, the person who came was dressed in a neat suit and an aristocratic atmosphere, even if it was a confrontation in the air, Wang Yang was still so clear.

"Aren't you from our Oriental Martial Arts?"

"Ha, you Eastern Martial Arts World, count yourself as a fart, in front of our great blood clan, you all have to bow your heads!"

Rumble......

This vampire makes everyone, whether it is the invincible thing hidden in the spectators, or Wang Yang on the battle platform.

They all opened their mouths wide and looked at the vampires, and for a while, they were a little shocked!

This guy is really arrogant and breaking through the sky!

Oriental martial arts world, is it a fart?

Your sister, you are so arrogant, do your ancestors know?

Wang Yang looked at this vampire like a noble son speechlessly, and wanted to slap him to death!

"Who are you?"

Although he wanted to shoot this bastard to death in his heart, Wang Yang did not forget that this bastard was brought up by the battle platform just now.

In other words, this arrogant bastard is an invincible grandmaster.

Western vampires actually have a figure of the level of an invincible grand master, but it is really shocking!

"Blood Clan, Holy Son, Blood Boundless!"

"The Son of the Vampire Clan?"

Wang Yang's heart was dark, the vampire clan was originally the king of speed, and they had an immortal body, such a terrifying existence, but it was not easy to deal with.

"Hmph, vampire clan, when Lao Tzu was able to kill the prince of your clan, how could he be afraid of you as a mere holy son?"

No matter how powerful the enemy is, Wang Yang is absolutely not afraid, and on the battle platform, I am invincible.

"Kill!"

At this time, time is everything.

If Abin is promoted, by then, there will be no enemies on all sides, and they will inevitably strike together.

Although he longs for a battle, he must not be like now, arrogantly calling for war in all directions, that can only be death!

However, it seems good to have a son of the vampire clan.

The purple gold soul chasing flute has become the current white jade soft sword, and the sword is drawn out, like a heavenly river reversing.

The monstrous momentum, like a ghost, is overwhelming.

"You ......"

Wang Yang's swordsmanship was greatly beyond the bloodless accident.

The usual soft sword is to fight the world with skill.

Wang Yang's sword is a soft sword, and his sword momentum is also the momentum of the heavenly river, as if it is straight and feminine.

However, the momentum that is as vast as heaven and earth, like a god and a ghost, is no longer the femininity of the momentum of the heavenly river, and some are just the most rigid and yang,

Huge destructive power, bloody battles in all directions.

......

The soft sword in Wang Yang's hand is not like a sword bayonet slash, like a leather whip.

Blood Wuyan was bullied by Tianhe's momentum, ignoring the domineering collapse of Zhigang Zhiyang, and the whole person was directly swept away by a sword.

"Yin and yang communication, rigidity and softness converge, what a powerful kendo.

This is the legend, the sword in the mastery - take it lightly!"

Legend has it that a real kendo master, with a dead grass in his hand, can also be like 10,000 catties of green steel.

has reached such a realm, a hair can also cut the stars.

Dripping dragon, can break the sky!

This is the true supreme kendo.

Blood Wuya definitely didn't expect that this Divine Water Village Master, whose strength was so unpredictable, would be cultivated to such a masterpiece.

"This ......" (To be continued.) )