Chapter 17: The Yin and Yang Walkers

Emperor Huang Zengtian, outside the Great Phoenix City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is a black-robed man stepping on the void, the yin and yang hexagram plate under his feet slowly turns, and the position flickering, showing his identity, the position of the yin and yang walker, he has a noble surname, Rin.

Rin's surname is the surname of Minghai, the ancient sea royal family, and the Minghai ancient dragon clan who was born to tear the void and ride the water.

Rin Yan is the younger brother of the overlord of the Minghai Sea, Rin Lingtian, a powerful Minghai Ancient Dragon!

The two battalions of the greedy wolf broke the army and collided back and forth in the Great Phoenix City unscrupulously, harvesting the lives in the Great Phoenix City with the huge dragon turtle body, without the restraint of Ao Buregret, but there were not so many benevolent, righteous, moral, and rational people.

Layers of flesh and blood smeared the stone streets, strange and bloody.

"Hey, Xun Yin and Yang Walker, let that poor worm go, and play with me. The black robe grinned.

Ao Buregret hesitated for a moment, looked at Liu Zheng who was like a dead dog in his hand, threw it casually, threw Liu Zheng out of the way, and hooked his hand at the black robe.

The soldiers of the Teng family's White Bone Army dispersed in all directions at the same time, it was not that no one watched him fight with Liu Xiu, the fierce general who led the 100,000 army to use the sword stopping technique, he won the respect of the White Bone Army with his strength, in the area of Bishui Pass, Teng Hao is the boss who is the only one, and he Yan Tiannan is the second-in-command!

Under the black robe was a handsome face, with fine purple dragon scales attached to his cheeks, and a wisp of purple shining on his eyebrows.

"Minghai Ancient Dragon. Ao muttered, unloaded the deadwood flower hanging on Thunder's side, and confronted Cold.

The black robe pulled out a gun from behind his back, grinned with bared teeth, and slowly delivered a blow to the person opposite.

Ao Buregret's face seemed to be covered with frost, and in the face of the Yin and Yang Walker, except for Helian Zhulu, he really didn't have a good face and good temper to show them, only to become the king and defeat Kou, you live and die.

The dead wood flower trembled, and also handed it out, and the time and space between the two seemed to be frozen in an instant, and only the arms of the two people and the two weapons that collided together were seen. The collision of the ancient dragon's bodies is destined to be nothing more than wrestling.

"I've heard a long time ago that the Heavenly Dragon is powerful. It's just that I'm curious about where your roots come from and what kind of power your power is. The cold spear shook, a low dragon groan sounded, the arm bones holding the spear exploded, Ao Buregret's pupils contracted, and the right arm shrouded in black robes had turned into a dragon body, and the defense and strength had increased.

Han Yue's broken spear looked at Ao Buregret with some surprise, and the dead wood flower changed the stab to shoot and smashed his spear away.

"Connoisseur. Ao Buregret chuckled, Han Yue's wolf tooth stabbed across the eighteen martial arts schools in Kyushu, the first of the nine chiefs, and Luo Qingling, the sword sect who was at ease in Kyushu, Han Yue picked seventeen guns and then disappeared from the world.

Rin Yan stopped talking, the spear shook like a poisonous dragon handed out, hundreds of guns came to his body, Ao Buregret crossed the chest, a wisp of flux, and forcibly blocked the fierce attack, a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, very uncomfortable.

The defenders of the Great Phoenix City all poured out, and the miscellaneous city defense forces were shattered under the iron claws of the dragon turtle, and about an hour later, the Teng family's white bone army entered the city in a mighty way, Teng Hao swept the knife in his hand, and sighed faintly.

"This group of people, they are too irritable, they will fight alone if they don't agree with each other, who will give you the opportunity to show your personal strength and integrity on the regular battlefield?" Rubbing the fat on his face, Teng Hao shuddered, and the fat all over his body trembled, and the force of his mother's big phoenix city lord on his thigh was really not small, and it hurt to death.

Yan Jue stood beside Teng Hao expressionlessly, looking at Ao Buregret and the cold death match, in his blank world, this guy who stepped on the black and white octagonal plate was probably going to flee in a hurry, anyway, with Helian Zhuyu in front of him, it was not too much for these people to do any strange things.

"Jue'er, come to uncle, there is fruit. Yan Jue glanced at Teng Hao, indifferent. Teng Hao's old face froze, and he didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, there was a brother who saved the scene, took Gan Lingguo from Teng Hao's hand with an apologetic smile, and gently knocked Yan Jue's head: "In the future, you should pay attention to others when they talk to you, don't ignore anyone, people still think you look down on them!"

Peeled the fruit and stuffed it into Yan Jue's mouth, Yan Zi looked at this younger brother coldly, and couldn't bear to say anything cruel for a while, patted his head, and the brothers stood in a daze.

One wields a sword, the other hands are bare-handed.

I don't even learn halberds.

Watching two guys who are used to long poles fighting outside the city.

"Zihan, look, how many rounds can that black robe survive under your father's hands?" casually applied some ointment to the wound to assist in spiritual healing, and Teng Hao lay on the head of the city in a daze.

If it was Uncle Helian, there would be no one who won and who lost for three days and three nights, Uncle Rahu and Uncle Yanqing were not far apart, and the other uncles might not have beaten my father, and as for the others, they would not be able to fall behind.

Yan Zihan looked at Ao Buregret, and said slowly, this man's strength is so strong that he is so strong that he is criss-crossing Kyushu, his luck is strong, and he is so strong that heaven and earth are jealous.

There's really no way to say how tough he is.

The father and son have three bloody hair, which is weird.

"It seems that your father is very strong?" Teng Hao said a little strangely, his son has confidence in his father, isn't it?

"Uncle Teng, don't guess, if you have a chance in the future, you will see that his subordinates are not only greedy wolves and broken soldiers, the twenty-third battalion was sent out by my father, maybe he has left the emperor Huang Zengtian now. ”

Teng Hao gasped, twenty-three battalions!

"Looking for someone?"

Yan Zihan nodded: "Looking for people, many, many people, I don't know what happened when I ascended, but only the Iron Clothes Army followed my father, and the whereabouts of the Gale Army, the Split Dome Army and the Burning Flame Army are unknown, so they have to be recovered." There are also Uncle Rahu, Uncle Yanqing, and Grandpa Xuanyou, all of whom are not in Emperor Huang Zengtian, which is a headache. The corners of Teng Hao's mouth twitched, the Iron Clothes Army, the Gale Army, the Split Dome Army, and the Burning Flame Army, dare to use the army as a formation, either they have sufficient numbers or unparalleled combat power.

Captain Yan, what is your identity, it's really itchy, I want to know.

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The two dragons simply left their weapons behind, and invariably chose to manifest their primordial bodies to fight!

The body of the cold Minghai ancient dragon is ninety-seven zhang long, and the body of the blood dragon is not inferior at all, the two rushed into the clouds and only half of their bodies were below the clouds, the cold air of the Minghai and the extreme flame collided wildly, a large thunderbolt fell on the plains, the rainstorm was known in an instant, the two fought inseparably, and they devoured each other like enemies of life and death.

"The dragon clan is extremely xenophobic, competitive and competitive, if you want to suppress each other, you must divide your life and death, if this guy runs away, my father will be mad, right?" Yan Zihan muttered, clenching the long sword hanging from his waist.

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