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"Do you remember that we shed the same blood?"

The middle-aged man's long hair was flying violently, like a demon god, revealing a crazy oppressive force all over his body, and his momentum was flamboyant, even if Zhang Yang was just watching with his senses, he also felt a huge invisible pressure, and his heart had a feeling of being out of breath. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Our race was the powerhouse of the entire universe tens of millions of years ago, and only our race can cultivate the magic skills of "Immortal Dao Man", why do you want to kill all your own people?"

The silver-armored man's voice was extremely thick, and it was still very clear in the cosmic space where there was no airborne sound, and the voice sounded in Zhang Yang's ears, as if a heavy hammer was beating his heart. Zhang Yang found that the power of this silver-armored man was heavier than that of the long-haired middle-aged man, but he did not have the killing aura of the long-haired middle-aged man, and the long-haired middle-aged man seemed to be a sharp sword, an indestructible sword, and a sword of the king that made people subconsciously surrender!

"Although you are a human race, but, your ancestors betrayed the entire human race for the sake of your family, more than 60 million years ago, in order to dominate the universe of the Tata Empire, your family actually expelled the human race in the entire universe and enslaved the incapable human race, these tens of millions of years, in addition to your family prosperity, but the entire human race is in a state of withering, and even, 65 million years ago, in order to hunt down the strong people of the human race who escaped to the earth, your family spared no expense and a long time to open the space channel to the earth, let the last strong people of the human race except your family die, in order to destroy the evidence. You even abandon the killers who hunt down to Earth, and you are still qualified to say that we shed the same blood? The long-haired middle-aged man took a step forward, and there was a palpitating gaze in his eyes.

"However, it is true that our Terrans have ruled the Tata system for nearly 70 million years......"

"No, it's your clan that controls the entire Tata system, not the Terrans!" The long-haired middle-aged man interrupted the silver-armored man's words. =

"......" The silver-armored man fell silent.

"That's 65 million years. In addition to controlling the Tata Galaxy, your family has never been able to get out, your family is still worthy of the top intelligent creatures, an empire built by the top intelligent creatures, but there are three major alien races around you, enslaving the human race, are you worthy of the human race? The long-haired middle-aged man slowly walked towards the silver-armored man, and his long hair flew wildly. Zhang Yang felt that the battle intent in the air was burning.

The silver-armored man didn't speak again, his huge body took a step forward, his arms shook, and dozens of generals behind him immediately retreated, revealing a space with a radius of five kilometers.

The flames of war are burning.

The cold cosmic space seemed to become hot, and Zhang Yang felt a sultry heat wave, and to Zhang Yang's surprise, his "Immortal Dao Long" magic skill was unable to absorb the energy that filled every inch of space.

A familiar feeling! A strange feeling!

Zhang Yang found that the aura emanating from the silver-armored man and the middle-aged man with long hair was very familiar, obviously. They are all cultivating the magic skills of "Immortal Dao Long", but what makes Zhang Yang strange is that there is a huge and irresistible power in this familiar breath, which is an aura that he does not have.

Zhang Yang didn't know that these two people persuaded them to be high-level, turning their hands into clouds and covering their hands for rain. The troops under their control are all counted in the hundreds of millions, and countless lives and deaths are in their thoughts, and with a wave of their hands, millions of armored soldiers will be wiped out. Although Zhang Yang is also cultivating "The Long Way of Immortals", compared to them, he is not even as good as ants.

"General, Sun Jian, please fight!" Just when the flames of war were brewing in the air, a bald head wearing black iron heavy armor stepped lightly, and the spatial distance of hundreds of meters seemed to nonexist. has walked to the side of the long-haired middle-aged man. Half-kneeling.

The long-haired young man waved his hand, and his body slowly retreated into the crowd. I don't know when, a huge golden carved dragon chair has been placed in the air, the dozens of big men in a ring behind the dragon chair, when the long-haired young man sat up, immediately, a kind of momentum looking down on the world spontaneously appeared, making people have a kind of worship psychology.

"Fight, Your Highness!" The bald head waited until the long-haired middle-aged man left, and only stood up, with an arrogant face, and a cruel smile.

"You?!" The silver-armored man snorted heavily, with a disdainful expression. Your Highness, although I am not your opponent, but, with your identity, I am really not worthy of going out with our general in person, if it is your father, it is almost the same, since you disdain to fight against me, then send a person, of course, monsters can also! The bald man laughed, disdainful of the other and he didn't care at all, as if he was very happy, his body shook violently from laughter, and the heavy iron armor made a pleasant crashing sound.

"Enchantress, please fight!"

When the silver-armored man was hesitating, a stunning woman who looked like a human race, but with two more arms, came out of the crowd, this woman had black hair like silk, a pair of eyes like cold stars in the night, and her expression was serious, looking extremely cold.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart palpitated, because, he saw that there was a silver charm squatting on the woman's shoulder, and the silver charm was about the same size as the silver charm king in the cave, but the whole body seemed to be more condensed, and a pair of small eyes shot out two golden rays of light, and between Gu Pan, it was extremely dazzling.

The silver-armored man nodded slightly, and his body slowly retreated into the crowd, but compared with the long-haired middle-aged man, he was less graceful and calm, because he seemed to be very uneasy about the woman.

"Little girl, although your kung fu in bed is good, but I am still good at fighting, otherwise, you are from my Uncle Sun, and don't show your face outside......"

"Peng......!"

Before the bald head finished speaking, the woman's hand waved, and the void space in front of the bald head suddenly exploded violently, and suddenly, the bald head retreated for hundreds of meters in a row to stabilize his body, and the shiny bald head was also blown black, and his eyebrows were burned and distorted.

"Sanba, Uncle makes you not interesting yet!" The bald head seemed to be furious, and his body suddenly accelerated, and in the universe he actually conjured up a connected black phantom, the same color as his black armor.

"Thirty-eight...... What is Thirty-Eight? The long-haired woman was stunned.

"Ah......" The bald body that was rushing over with murderous aura suddenly froze, and after standing still, he began to calculate with words in his mouth, and suddenly exclaimed: "Today is really Women's Day...... Forget it, I'll spare your life......"

"Women's Day?" The long-haired woman seems to be a little baffled by the name.

"Peng!"

"Peng!" The bald head pounced like a madman, his huge fist lightning in the air.

The fight was very fierce, and Zhang Yang's eyes could barely keep up with the speed of the fist, but Zhang Yang always paid attention to the silver charm on the woman's shoulder, and what made him strange was that the silver charm stood motionless on the woman's shoulder like a sculpture, and the only thing that made Zhang Yang feel it moving was the piercing eyes......

Zhang Yang has a hunch that the real killer of a woman should be Yinmei, because, judging from her body, the woman is not the opponent of the bald head anyway, and it is very obvious to see that after the bald head said about Women's Day, the fist that was originally fierce did not start to be fierce, obviously, he really let this woman go because of the empty Women's Day.

It's moving!

Sure enough, with a glance of Zhang Yang's prediction, Yinmei's body suddenly moved, and her legs kicked, this kicking force actually made the woman's body like a cannonball being kicked back crazily, and some cosmic dust around the woman may be because the speed is too fast, and it actually rubbed and burned, which shows how heavy this kicking force is, and it is indescribable with the power of a thousand pounds, you know, the woman is a master, even if it is ten thousand catties, it will not make her body move at all.

"Snort!"

The speed is too fast, in the cosmic space that the silver charm passes, because the speed is too fast, a huge and swift fire dragon burns, and the dragon head is the silver-white silver charm......

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A series of impacts, the power of the silver charm followed by the kick and the incitement of the huge tail, the sharp claws quickly grabbed towards the bald head, in less than a few seconds, at least thousands of scratches, even if the computing power of Zhang Yang is comparable to that of the computer, it cannot calculate the exact data, and can only judge its speed according to the feeling and testimonial, and then use the frequency.

Five seconds, at least seven thousand five hundred or so claws!

Such a fast speed, Zhang Yang's heart palpitations are incomparable, all along, he underestimated the ability of the silver charm, seven thousand five hundred claws in five seconds, one thousand five hundred claws in one second, what an amazing speed.