Ao Buregret's Gale Army, Iron Clothing Army, Split Dome Army, and Burning Flame Army uphold the tradition of quick battles and quick decisions to convince people, and can 10,000 people never fight you alone, and if you can eat no bones left, you will never be spared, and it never takes an hour to solve the battle with a stick of incense.

Therefore, more than 47,000 gale troops and iron-clad soldiers rushed all the way, really like a wild dog coming out of the poor mountains and bad waters, and launched a desperate attack on the more than 100,000 city defense forces, Ying Long and the dragon turtle created an absolute realm, the water waves were monstrous, flooding the building hills, and most of the sunset city was almost in the water, and countless monks tread the waves against the Ying Long and the dragon turtle in the water who were raging overhead, and roared angrily in the sky, shaking the prohibition of Sunset City, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"Look at what kind of face the brother in your mouth is, and look at what your Luming Dynasty looks like? If I hadn't entered or exited the customs that year, you Teng Hao would have died in Bishui!" The man still knelt on one knee, looking at them and them, and the expression on his face didn't know how to describe it.

When he was powerful and unreasonable, he was at a loss, everything he was familiar with became unfamiliar, and he was the only one left in the whole world to stand there alone, watching the Iron Clothes Army and the Luming Praetorian Guards fight together.

"It's a broken rule, young man. The two old men of the fairy wind bones put their hands behind their backs, bent their knees and pressed down on Ao Buregret's shoulders, and the surging power of the fairy spirits forced the flood away, this is the real royal path realm monk, rocks and stones piled up quickly, and a high wall was erected to stop the flood from continuing to flood the Teng Palace.

Ao Bu regrets that he doesn't care what the rules are or not, this is not Kyushu, he doesn't like the rules here, this is just a palace of someone else's family that has nothing to do with him, and the desire to kill in his heart is heavier and more eager because of Teng Hao's anger and resentment.

Teng Hao was reincarnated because of Ao Buregret and Rahu.

Twenty-one years ago, he had no last name, he was called Wujie by his father, his brothers called him that, and he called himself that.

The man who has always been defined as pale in his heart has the magical power to make him feel at ease, and after he came to Bishui Pass, Teng Hao even dared to take more than 200 catties of fat all over his body to watch the scenery and walk his horse in the wilderness of the scouts.

He believed in that guy from the bottom of his soul.

Believe it unreservedly.

"Probably you haven't forgotten me, have you?" Ao Buregret looked at the fat man who was deeply struggling and confused, his shoulders shook, and with a blow the overlord carried the ding, he lifted the two old men who pressed on his shoulders, and the two old men practiced some kind of martial arts similar to jiu-jitsu, and four legs as thick as a giant python twisted his arms and neck at the same time.

Then I felt that the originally soft skin was a little hard and protruding, and then I turned my head to see that under the two of them was no longer a peach blossom with a human face, but a dragon scale poisonous fire.

Close combat, the strongest is nothing more than inch fist, elbow strike and iron mountain leaning, one by fist, one by elbow, one by shoulder, which is undoubtedly the strongest shoulder strength, perennial exercise, can make the whole body instantly condense in the shoulder and knock out, even a thousand-year-old tree can be broken.

The old people would not have thought that the young man would be so cunning that in hand-to-hand combat, who could buckle the natural armor of the dragon scales that were tightly intertwined?

When he reacted again, one of them was hit in the chest by the dragonman, and his arms exploded directly into a blood mist.

The dragon clan is cruel, eats people without spitting out bones, is obscene with wives and daughters, collects treasures by unscrupulous means, fights for power and profit, and kills indiscriminately.

Fighting against this creature is simply a matter of suffering.

The old man frowned, and the blood mist drifted in the air, but the time for three breaths condensed again, forming two arms as white as jade, which looked incompatible with the wrinkled old arms.

Before he could react, the man slammed into the arms of another man like a hurricane, and his arms struck him in the chest like a storm, slapping away the breath he had gathered in his chest without exhaling, and then raised his leg high and smashed him to the head with a whip leg down.

He stepped back, not glancing at the two old men the whole time.

"What a vicious guy. The two of them changed color slightly, and looked at each other in disbelief.

This guy is not only strong to a certain extent, but also confident to a certain extent, cruel to a certain extent.

If he wasn't cruel, he wouldn't have defeated two monks of the Imperial Dao Realm once with just two moves.

"Get out. ”

A mediocre and aggressive word, making the eyes of the two old men as sharp as eagles and falcons at the same time, the Imperial Dao Realm is not much in the heavenly realm, they don't have the kind of good mood that can still smile after being wantonly insulted.

So when I shot again, I had the taste of a hateful blow.

The young man quickly rolled his sleeves, and his hands were red like two whirlpools, allowing the two old men to strike as fast as lightning, and casually pushed his palms on the foreheads of the two, and the two old men flew back upside down.

He looked up, just looking at the Praetorian guards who were fighting with the Iron Cloak Army and the Gale Army, and were actually slaughtered unilaterally.

The Heavenly Dragons and Nine Dragon Guards, who devoured and plundered the immortal aura in Kyushu and entered the Dao Realm, were different from those monks who were tough enough to improve their strength, their strength did not have the slightest moisture, just like the difference between solid wood planks and wooden planks made of wood slag, they looked exactly the same, but whether it was the ability to resist blows or the function of being used as a building, it was completely different, and the difference between cloud and mud was different.

"Speak quickly, or your group of dogs will become dead dogs, what bullshit call the wolf, go to the damn Luming Dynasty. ”

The elderly always have a lot of complaints about deliberate neglect and neglect.

So they stepped forward again, one holding an eight-sided golden gourd in his hand, and the other holding a mandarin duck double sword, killing Ao Buregret left and right.

The two knives are out of the sheath, clear as water, and the red robe rotates like a blooming red peach blossom, accompanied by a high-pitched but quiet hum.

Chop blood Chang'an.

"I suddenly understood a little bit about what others said, whether there was a weapon or not, and whether I cultivated or not. Ao Bu, who had recovered the peach blossom on his face, smiled, and two knife lines flew around him like butterflies, one hit the eight-sided golden gourd, and the other crossed the mandarin duck double sword.

Playing with knives, how can the old man not be as beautiful as the demon knife.

But it's enough to kill, and it's enough to kill.

"If you don't respect the old, you should die. "One stop, three stops, six stops, nine stops.

The two knives wantonly spewed out murderous aura and sword gang, and the extreme flame and sword gang that were compressed to the extreme merged into one, sweeping over the weapons and bodies of the two people.

They were first split in half, then burned in a frenzy by the Extreme Flames until they were reduced to ashes.

"Don't go to the sky with colorful glass, not because you don't dare, but because it's too weak, and the colorful glass is too weak. Sighing softly, Ao Buregret put the knife into the sheath, and stared at the Wenwu Emperor who was overseas with clear eyes: "Go to the damn backer, Lao Tzu cut it down with a knife." ”

Teng Hao was speechless, and the layers of monks stopped in front of him.

Ao did not regret closing his shoulders, and the two knives were attached to his abdomen one after the other, and he crashed directly into the crowd, adhering to the consistent style of the dragon clan, and made a big disembowelment of all the monks who stood in the way!

Canglan wingspan is like a knife, hovering above Ao Buregret's head and letting out a sharp wild laugh, so far, the escort force that has returned to his side is Canglan himself, he doesn't dare to let Ao Buregret make a mistake, all the cold arrows and black guns that flew out from a tricky angle and went straight to Ao Buregret's heart were all inexplicably frozen in the middle by a cold air that distorted the air.

Blood and red robes complement each other.

Teng Hao inexplicably remembered a poem.

The peach blossoms on the human face are red.