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The golden crow screamed! was crushed by countless big white hands. "(viii) (a)Chinese Ω "Δ Net".81.There are only 2o sporadic flames. Falling from between the fingers of the big white hand!

Jingyue jumped up! The right hand is high above the head! Hit hard! Slash down with one hand, and there will be endless flames, splashing out! Instantly transformed into a giant golden crow in the air! Coming for Shadow Ten!

Countless big white hands, piled up layer by layer! Standing in front of the golden crow, a wide white wall was formed! The golden crow is loaded on it fiercely! A huge pit was in the white wall, and the white wall was deeply recessed. The shape of a huge golden crow head also appeared on the white wall. But you can't break through this white wall!

Countless palms kept pulling and blocking the golden crow's progress. Soon. The Golden Crow lost momentum. They scattered into flames and fell from the sky!

Leng Jiu Ge fell from the sky with a split! He cut down the white palms that stood in front of him and fell to the ground one after another. Purple flames burned layer by layer. The white palm was engulfed in purple flames in an instant. And the flame also continued to burn in an instant.

But it didn't burn a few inches. Waves of qi came down the rope. Not only did the purple flames blow to the ground. And let the severed palm grow again!

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Wulou held the hilt of his sword with one hand, and his index finger kept slapping on the hilt. As soon as he rushed into the crowd, his index finger was instantly resting on the hilt of his sword, and his right hand was also clenched on the hilt.

He whispered, "Go! ”

An invisible wave of qi emanated from him. An astonishing aura also instantly alarmed several nearby leaders! One of the heads of the house immediately greeted Wulou! And the surrounding bad environment. But like a picture, one by one appeared in Wulou's mind!

"Get a pen!!" The middle-aged head of the huge brush flicked! A huge drop of pitch-black ink instantly appeared in the air. Blocking the way forward without a building.

Wulou's face was calm, but his right hand was quickly withdrawn. A huge slash slash was cut out in an instant. The ink drop was split in two, but the middle-aged master brush waved again. shouted: "Draw the ground as a prison!" ”

The drop of ink that was split in two by the building. But suddenly for a dark film. In the middle of the thunder, the building was wrapped inside!

"Town!" Wulou murmured. A huge "town" word. Shot out of his hand. But it's heading straight behind you! And not in front of yourself!

The word "town" smashed on the pitch-black film. The film was deformed by the tape. And countless pitch-black inks also quickly moved in the direction where the word "town" was.

"Battlefield Soldiers!" The middle-aged head is another big stroke. One by one, the soldiers who were as black as ink appeared on the ground in an instant! Surrounded by floorless floors!

"Huh!" Wulou sneered. Two random blows, slashed at the other two places of the film. Then there is no building and jump up! Rushed the sword vertically into the sky!

"Poh...."

An inaudible voice rang out. Without a building, it broke through the painting ground as a prison. The seven-door Dao Palace that has traversed the rivers and lakes for countless generations. It's not just a random talk! As long as it's worldly martial arts! It is included in the Seven Gate Dao Palace! Each exercise is a number of ways to crack it! And it's the most time-saving and effort-saving kind!

The middle-aged head is shocked! Draw your own ground as a dungeon. Even if it's a first-class superior who is one level higher than himself. It can only be cracked by brute force. It takes a lot of time and internal strength! But I didn't expect it. This person. In one breath! I cracked my own painting as a prison! It's unimaginable! This made the middle-aged head also have a three-point retreat!

But Wulou didn't give him a chance at all! In an instant, he flashed from the sky! The ink soldiers waved their weapons one after another. But Wulou pinched a finger! A silk thread made of internal force comes out from between the buildings, like a swimming snake! Explode the money and silk! Every silk thread is inserted three inches under the ribs of the ink soldier!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

All the Ink Soldiers! In one night, it was cracked without a building! At this time, the middle-aged head also knew. No building can restrain the martial arts of his own sect! Although he still has a lot of martial arts that he hasn't yet shown. But at this time he didn't want to gamble anymore! Hurriedly flash to his friend's side! Wulou immediately chased after him!

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The Sect Master of the Divine Sect Feng Qingyu said to a big man with a knife! This big man is holding a big knife like a door panel in one hand! The muscles of the whole body are bulging! At first glance, it is a master who is not easy to mess with! But Feng Qingyu can slip away from him, and there is no way!

The wind is clear and the wind is under the feet. It seems to be moving very fast! The anti-knife man just met and slashed out! Then a huge pit appeared on the ground. Dirt Splash! But Feng Qingyu easily dodged it! The thighs are not moving! But the knee with the calf, fly bent and pop out! One by one, the inner strength comes out! The cyan internal force turns into an endless sphere! Coming to the anti-knife man's shop!

The anti-knife man puts up a big knife! The whole person is hiding behind the big knife!

"Bell, bell!"

A dense crash sounded suddenly! The anti-knife man gritted his teeth, and sweat kept sliding down his forehead! He holds the hilt of the knife! desperately carried the constant impact, but was still kicked back a few meters by Feng Qingyu. The ground was also dragged out by the feet of the anti-knife man, and there were two deep marks! Shoes on the feet of knife-resistant men. Now the soles are worn out! It's still smoking!

The four elders of the empty gate left the river, but at this time, they did not have the handsomeness they had before! Because he's being pressed so hard! A man in Tsing Yi! Holding a hole flute in his hand! The long sideburns covered the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi! A stubbly beard. The gaze that vaguely shoots out of the head is a little infiltrating! It's like a poisonous snake staring at its prey!

The man in Tsing Yi holds a hole flute. But it's not for blowing! And use it to beat people! The index and middle fingers are extremely flexible. The hole flute flew in his hand at will! The feet are also stepping on the mysterious. It coincides with the Big Dipper! The figure moved around. It's unpredictable!

Leaving the foot of the river, a word flashed out. Then facing the man in Tsing Yi, drawing the sword is a slash! But the man in Tsing Yi casually rotated the hole flute in his hand. When I get close to the river! But it was a hole in the flute that smashed the white scar of Lijiang! Seal your throat with a hole flute! Straight into Lijiang's throat!

(To be continued.) )