Lao Wu's treachery, how could Wen Yiming not know that when Sai Yaren said that he would ban his three skills, he immediately turned on the concentration aura.

Qiang Yin, even Mo Ziyou couldn't find him, not to mention the people who cultivated to a lower dragon soul, and the instant release directly invalidated Cui Lang and Lao Wu's skill locks, wasting precious control skills in vain.

Of course, that's what he knows about his teammates.

If they didn't know each other, they might be controlled by this group of people and beaten up in place.

In Qiang Yin, he didn't make a violent move to get the lone Saiyaren out, the dragon soul has not seen it for more than ten years, it is impossible to be the same as it was at the beginning, even the holy medicine body has been stimulated, what else is impossible, he really wants to see if the dragon soul can surprise himself.

In his perception, he faintly noticed a trace of fluctuations hidden behind the dragon soul, and he knew that it was Mo Ziyou, as an assassin, he was naturally a one-hit kill, and he would not shoot easily.

Wen Yiming was thinking about where to start with a sneak attack, when he heard Sai Yaren continue: "Instructor, if you don't make a move for three seconds, you will lose!"

He secretly laughed to himself, this girl escaped and was still pulling hatred.

His strong strength is not at home, and the slightest riot Zhenyuan will reveal his body, and when he is close to everyone twenty meters, he suddenly urges the wind to attack, and his fists are blasted towards Zhong Xiaoshan and Batar.

These two people have not yet released their control skills, which is quite dangerous.

The figure was prominent, Amon let out a low cry and turned on, raising his hand Zhenyuan Butcher Knife to slash out, Deng Aowei squeezed away Zhong Xiaoshan almost like a man roaring, and slashed out.

'Smack!'

The virus butcher's knife hit accurately, and Wen Yiming felt that Zhenyuan was slightly stunned, as if it was not a big deal, but Deng Aowei slashed violently, and a void hook was pulled out from afar, and a fist shadow like a torrent of steel broke out from the ground in front of him.

'Bang!'

Wen Yiming only felt a shock in his body, and almost jumped up, and in his secret shock, he saw Tong Qiang raise his hand and shake, and the Ruyi shield became bigger and immediately blocked his two bombardment punches.

Interrupt?

Wen Yiming was secretly shocked by Deng Aowei's Void Hook Martial Arts, and the timing and angle of the release were simply wonderful, reducing at least half of Tong Qiang's pressure.

At the same time that Tong Qiang flew out upside down, the Eight Tartars, who had not retreated for half a step, jumped up and smashed the shield directly.

Thunder struck.

To suffer, Wen Yiming was frightened, he didn't use the dragon spear for more than ten years, and he was banned from three martial arts, afraid that he would capsize in the gutter.

Hao Tianxiao almost made the first move than the Eight Tartars, and at the same time as he dodged almost like teleporting, a sword shadow burst out of the sword and disappeared out of thin air.

The sword shadow seemed to pass through space, and suddenly landed above Wen Yiming's head, and a mysterious aura seemed to have no destructive power.

Wen Yiming's realm force was condensed in his hand and blasted out, and the dark path must teleport to break through and reorganize the offensive, otherwise he would really be beaten by the group if he was shocked by the lightning attack, because the dragon soul had already rioted.

'Boom ——!'

A clear sword roar sounded in the palm of his realm force, and it didn't hurt much, but it made Wen Yiming feel bad.

In the next moment, Wen Yiming was depressed, and Hao Tianxiao's sword pierced through the air so that he couldn't teleport.

, is this a imprisoned skill?

This Nima's is big!

Wen Yiming secretly complained to himself, and the dragon soul made a move, and he didn't need them to say that he wouldn't use the hole cards, his mind moved instantly, and the dragon spear returned to his right hand with a trembling roar.

'Bang!'

The thunder attack hit the epicenter, and he was fixed on the spot, and Wen Yiming's heart was crazy.

Forcibly control the true yuan horizontal gun into a stick, and a type of raptor swings its tail and rolls out.

There is only a stick momentum, and the stick will is insufficient.

Alack!

"Eat my old stuffed stick, haha!" Sai Yaren fled back and forced his stomach to be angry, and finally it was his turn to vent, laughing wildly and picking up the heavy stick and slashing down.

The majestic momentum makes the heavy stick seem to rise against the storm, bringing out a momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming.

Stick!

Wen Yiming was stunned, when did this bastard comprehend such a powerful stick intent, this is to murder.

For the rest of the attacks, he had no time to scruple about it, so he could only rely on the six gods to resist hard, such as Zhong Xiaoshan smashing with a hammer, Amon chain knife twisting and locking, Ling Qingping holding the Heavenly Punishment Test Sword he sent, the old black witch god's claws were purely scratching and grabbing, and Cui Lang was cutting with a fan-shaped diamond blade

The spear and Saiyaren slammed into each other, and in the momentum of his upside-down flight, half of his boundary defense had been scattered.

"Ho ah——!"

Wen Yiming shouted almost at the same time as Zhong Xiaoshan, he was about to launch a quick gun to force everyone back, but he instantly pierced more than ten shots, and was knocked out fifty meters by Zhong Xiaoshan's heroic charge.

Sluggishness and stun immunity, it's okay! Wen Yiming was glad that he didn't have time, and everyone attacked again.

Amon even turned on the Painful Burn, does this mean that he knows that he is immune to fire?

Tong Qiang returned to the battlefield, and the Ruyi Shield flickered and joined forces with Zhong Xiaoshan, who retreated, to defend, and sometimes burst out with an elbow shot gun, which was quite sharp.

Eight Tartars threw twenty spears in one go, and the wind was fierce, and it seemed that they should go all out, this is to beat themselves as enemies, right?

Wen Yiming was really angry, turned a gun into a knife, slashed and slashed the enemy, and retreated first.

"Chasing the wind and breaking the tendons and cutting the ——!"

Yang Tianhao rushed to a loud shout, the light wind under his feet swirled around as if the wind was incarnating into the wind, and the waist of the twisted body was like a spinning top, and the three circling knives brought Yang Tianhao to speed up suddenly, and approached Wen Yiming to go.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

Wen Yiming scolded loudly, and after the three circling knife winds that Yang Tianhao rushed to shatter and explode, his feet suddenly stiffened.

Amon's body swelled with a red mist, with a scorching heat, and it turned on Zhongcheng's madness, and a blood-colored mist was brought up between the slashes of the kitchen knife.

Wen Yiming knew that this knife was not simple, the dragon spear raised its arm, and in the sonorous sound, Amon had not yet flown upside down, and two fist prints broke out of the ground again from a circle of shadows.

"Again?" Wen Yiming was depressed, how could Lao Wu's confinement recover so quickly, and he also cooperated with Deng Aowei's interruption.

It was necessary to teleport, seeing that Hao Tianxiao's sword slashed out countless sword qi, Wen Yiming launched the teleportation without hesitation.

"Don't let the boss run away!"

Sai Yaren yelled and chased wildly, and Wen Yiming, who launched a teleportation, was almost not interrupted by the boss of these two goods.

If you treat Lao Tzu as a boss, is you still a brother of Lao Tzu?

In control, five hundred meters away, before the landing, Wen Yiming secretly shouted, Cui Lang had already teleported, fifty meters away from him, and raised his hand with golden light.

Qiang Yin once a day, after playing, Wen Yiming sensed that a group of people were coming quickly, and with a loud shout, the dragon spear was released in the middle of the retreat, and he was really going to be beaten by the group if he left his hand.

'Ang ——!'

'Ding!'

The dragon lance was blasted out first, followed by a yellow card.

Yellow card for killing, absolute control!

Wen Yiming has no choice, fortunately, it is very short, and a blow through the sun will definitely delay for a moment without being besieged.

However, he suddenly felt a cold air rise around him, and countless silver sword shadows circled towards him, Mo Ziyou had been lurking for a long time, and when the figure appeared, Wen Yiming had just been controlled by a yellow card.

"Uhh

Wen Yiming couldn't move, and if he didn't break out with a thunderous roar, he would really be seriously injured by these blades.

Between the great increase in defensive power, Wen Yiming frantically transformed the essence and set up a layer of boundary power around his body, but fortunately, Mo Ziyou did not attack and kill towards the vital point, knowing that he had Xuanwu inner armor, which was all bombarded by the body.