422 Speaking of heroes, why do you need to win or lose?
"Hey, over there, which one is going to be the first to be the defeat of my master's subordinates? Or you go together, and I don't care about it!"
Whether or not he really has this kind of confidence, Yan Wusu's tone is indeed unusually big, just the King of the Forest Prison in front of him, the King of Colored Green Burn, plus the lineup of the red-crowned border city ghost Fang's red life, even if Rin Mu is alone, he has to let him score three points, this Yan Wusupreme is unceremoniously want to go it alone.
It's just that Yan Wusupreme's behavior seems a little reckless, but his skills are also really strong, the legendary Yan Wusupreme, who is the reincarnation of the fighting god crying blood, just lifts this phoenix shadow spear, this action is faintly containing endless threats, plus his undisguised and vigorous power at this moment, it is really an opponent worthy of the three kings.
It's just that the three kings are all overlord-level figures on the dominant side, especially the ghost side Chi Ming, who has his own arrogance, how can he be willing to join forces with the other two to fight the enemy, and he didn't make a move at the first time just to observe the details of Yan Wusu.
"The lord of the strange land is supreme, the former superior of the ghost king of the demon world, judging from my experience of manipulating the ghost king, this supreme strength is terrifying, and the god of faun has really found a good helper!"
Because he had relied on the Divine Mind Vice-Brain to control the previous generation of Ghost Desolation and Hell Changes, the King of Hades also had some understanding of the rumored Lord of the Strange Joy Land, Yan Wusupreme, and he didn't want to fight with it knowing some of his strength, because at this moment he only had an evil appearance in his body, and the three heads of the Yuan Divine Beast, Yun Jiao, were still pushing the Black Moon to prepare to deliver a fatal blow to Tianjiang.
Hades's hesitation, even with King Xie, was half a beat slower, and the ghost Fang Chiming only snorted coldly when he saw this, and immediately the ghost Fang Chiyue slashed his hand, and his whole body was full of anger, and he took the first step to stop the Holy Infant Lord Yan Supreme.
As a long-handled broadsword with a red body flashing with cold light appeared in the hand of Ghost Fang Chiming, it represented the opponent of Yan Wusupreme, and he should go.
"Boast, you must also have the capital to boast, let this king try the strength in your hands, is it half as sharp as your mouth!"
The ghost Fang Chiyue slashed, the knife was divided into two points, and the awe-inspiring killing machine shone on the liver and sausage, which was not as angry as the Red King, and he cracked the five internal organs.
The ruthless sword light is sandwiched with the firelight, and a fire dragon dances at the feet of the ghost fang's red life, and Hehewei can burn half of the sky red, almost like a red fire cloud, showing the extraordinary ability of the red-crowned overlord.
It's a pity that he ran into Yan Wushang.
"Playing with fire in front of my grandfather, you are killing yourself!"
As an elf born from the fire, he had almost no feeling for the scorching flames brought about by the ghost Fang's red life, and he could even easily let out a contempt.
"Let's let Ben Ye teach you how to play with fire! Let you taste the power of Ben Ye Yi's divine conquest and domineering. ”
Suddenly, the tip of the spear was full of flames, and the scorching flame exploded instantly, and the Yanyan flamelight brought a sharp high temperature, just burning the ten thousand acres of heaven and earth into a desert Jedi in an instant, leaving only Yan Wusupreme and Ghost Fang Chiming standing.
"Hmph! I want to kill a fire just by a fire, but I can't help but think simply. ”
Unconsciously began to treat it with the most solemn attitude, just because Yan Wusu's strong strength has won the recognition of the ghost side, and no longer uses the red-crowned overlord who is fueled by fire, there are suddenly bursts of gongs and drums around him, but seeing that he is stepping on top of each other, he actually sings an unknown mourning long drama at this time:
"The general is going here~~ the mountain is high and the road is far away~~ and leave a wisp of soul ~~~~~~!"
The three souls sang, and the boundless evil qi immediately rose sharply, this is a martial arts path that Yan Wusupreme has never seen, and it is really eye-opening to be able to send out such a powerful trick while singing.
The collision of evil qi and flame flow tore the battlefield into two directions, on one side was Yan Wusuan, who was melted into glass crystals, and on the other side, the deep and bloody ghost Fang Chi Life.
"Fun! This time the master is right, come on, come on, red-faced, and sing a song to the master, and if you sing well, the master will spare your life!"
"Chopping Hall, then you have to listen well!"
I don't know if it was the story of Wu Han's murder of his wife in the Cutting Hall that stimulated which nerve of the ghost Fang Chiming, probably Yan Wusupreme, who had a big nerve, would not have guessed that the one hanging on the back of the head of the ghost Fang Chiming was really a mask made of a human face, and the relationship between the owner of that face and the ghost Fang Chiming was too complicated, so that just a little stimulation of him would lead to the re-mention of the power of the red-crowned overlord, and the evil qi would rise to the twelve heavens.
"Tell me, why can't I be the king~~~"
"Slay the Dragon, Ghost Breaker!"
"No, this is definitely not the Scripture Chopping Hall!"
Feng Ying Gun Yan Liuliu made a comeback, and in the face of the pressure of the ghost Fang's red life, Yan Wushang didn't even have time to complain that he sang the wrong script:
"Ze melts and destroys the sea!"
At the same time, the surrounding crystalline sand melted into red-hot lava again, and at the same time as his phoenix shadow waved, a divine bird phantom appeared, and then all the magma was like a milk bird thrown into the forest, filling the Bifang phantom.
At the moment when Bi Fang's divine bird was formed, the ghost Fang's red dragon slaying chant also reached the last chapter, only to see that the huge glaive knife edge was as deep as ink, and with one knife, Bi Fang's head was split from the center of the pointed beak, as if there was no power to fight back.
It's a pity that Bi Fang's strongest thing is not the slender beak, but its one leg, just when the ghost Fang was about to break through Yan Wuji's supreme move to his side, but he had to stop and change his move to block the sudden claw, and at the same time lost the chance to decide the outcome of a battle.
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On the other side, the sound of Zheng Zheng Qin was accompanied by the roar of fighting, mixed with wolf howls and angry shouts, which was the shame of many strong generals in the Xenomorph Demon Realm who were unwilling to be beaten before and couldn't fight back, and wanted to rush into the Heavenly Frontier.
"At the end of the four wonders, I also want to block the footsteps of the Xenodemon Realm, don't you think it's a fool's dream!"
"Qiankun lightly picks up ink dust, and the magic sound flows east.
Since the Dao Song has not stopped, the ink dust sound should be a hindrance to the Alien Demon Realm!"