Ma Youwei, the leader and literary youth, participated in the encirclement and suppression of Wu Gang when he was a teenager, and suffered a lot of losses under Wu Gang, and even accumulated ambitions, saying that he would not be able to defeat Wu Gang and would never wash his hair.

A hundred years have passed, so there is now a long ponytail that is fluttering and shiny.

The Protoss have a long lifespan, a hundred years old, and can only be regarded as youth.

"Wu Gang, for more than a hundred years, in the Three Thousand Yanyan Realm, how many people want to kill you. Think about how arrogant, cruel and murderous you were back then, causing many families to lose their sons, daughters, fathers, and mothers, and be torn apart.

However, with the protection of the moon god and the edict of the Emperor Yan himself, your enemies cannot attack you, the demon.

After all these years, we thought you would live forever in the Moon Mansion. Who would have thought that you yourself are tired of living, but you have to direct and act yourself in a clumsy drama of a dog demon cutting down trees. Do you think that you are getting out of trouble and getting rid of the punishment of the laurel tree from now on? Let Ben Kui tell you that you are committing suicide and stepping on a dead end!"

After Ma Youwei laughed, he turned to squinting and laughing and chatting, as if chatting with an old friend, the tone was not fierce at all, but the content of the words did not have any warmth.

It was the first time Liang Liang had heard of such a story, and what was rolling in his mind at the same time was the dynamic picture of Wu Gang not being afraid of power and making trouble in the realm of the Three Thousand Yanyan, killing all directions, passionate, passionate, and exciting.

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"Don't talk nonsense, what else do you have to do, let's do it together! Uncle, I can stand it!" Wu Gang is also worthy of being a peerless ruthless man, and at this moment, he doesn't think about how to get out of trouble and fight back, but he is still angering the other party.

"Okay, meet you!

Ma Youwei swept the formation, in addition to the personal knights on the left and right, the other four knights also shot together, showing their magical powers, vowing to take advantage of the situation to crush Wu Gang in one fell swoop.

"Wind! Nine songs, wind and fire!"

"Rain! The rain is pouring down the mountains, and the fire is pouring down the sky!"

"Thunder! Thunder Spirit Shakes the Wild, Thunder Thunder!"

"Electricity!

The four white bone knights stand in a flowing water position, and their fingers pinch the wind word formula, the rain word formula, the thunder word formula and the electric word formula respectively.

It's just that these four elements are expressed in the form of flames and are made of flames.

The reason why the Three Thousand Yan Yan Realm is named Three Thousand Yan Yan is that there are as many as 3,000 kinds of fire species, and it is indeed worthy of its name.

And all four have a common feature: long-range strikes.

Liang Liang couldn't help but sigh with emotion, fighting snakes and hitting seven inches, this set of seven-person lineup was really "tailor-made" for Wu Gang.

"Wu Gang, you can be treated so well by Emperor Yan, it is enough to comfort your life. So, let me die in peace!" Ma Youwei shouted, further destroying Wu Gang's fighting spirit.

Indeed, this line-up looks flawless.

In close quarters, there is a heavy sword old man to protect the law, with a domineering and unparalleled sword drawing technique, and to attack instead of defending.

Remote, there is bone fire illusion and wind, rain, thunder and lightning attack, plus an unfathomable Ma Youwei "sits firmly on the Diaoyutai" and sits in the center with a fishing line, no matter how you look at it, Wu Gang will hardly have half a chance.

At this time, Wu Gang really looked crumbling, like a small boat floating and sinking in a storm, which would capsize and destroy the ship overnight.

Liang Liang didn't expect that someone from Emperor Yan's side would come so quickly, he thought it was a little minion...

"This has not yet left the Xiangyue Realm, he has encountered such a strong enemy and been blocked by such a ferocious attack, and no matter what happens today, if he really enters the territory of Emperor Yan one day, then it will be worth it? Sure enough, this time is too slack, I think my dog pie is really good, even the auspicious buns and auspicious grilled sausages have been kept useless.

Judging from today's changes, the strength of me, Xiao Nan, and Wu Gang is overstretched in the face of new opponents..."After this stimulation, Liang Liang finally had a strong desire and urgency to improve his strength.

Human nature is lazy, and the habitual "small wealth is peace", and Liang Liang is the same.

"Wu Gang, how is it, can you still hold on?" As soon as the battle began, Liang Liang jumped back into Zhao Xi's arms, and asked from afar at this time. He and Zhao Xi were not in the center of the storm, so they were not greatly affected.

Of course, it was even more because the seven members of the White Bone Knights on the other side really didn't put Liang Liang and the untransformed Zhao Xi in their eyes, "The second vein cultivation is really ugly." I don't know what Wu Gang means by bringing two oil bottles by his side. ”

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"Withstanding. Don't make a move yet, let me try again. Wu Gang gritted his teeth and endured dizziness and insisted.

"Good. Although Liang Liang agreed happily, he was actually extremely anxious in his heart.

He was really afraid that Wu Gang would be crippled or directly lose his ability to fight.

He only has the strength of the second vein in his battle dog form, which is about the same as waste wood in a battlefield of this level. And switching the Seraphic Milk Dog panel, you can't add a buff to Zhao Xi, who is not the owner.

In other words, if Wu Gang falls first today, then even if Zhao Xi can transform into a Super Saiyan, it is obviously not enough, the strength is completely unequal, and he can't make up for the huge gap like a moat, and he will inevitably end up losing all the games in the end.

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Wu Gang couldn't hear the worry in Liang Liang's voice, but his personality was like this. Why, a little hairy child who smelled milk a hundred years ago didn't dry up want to ride on Lao Tzu's head today?

He can't stand his cheating behavior of relying directly on external forces without making any effort.

Having said that, his state at this time was indeed extremely miserable, kneeling on one knee, his expression was in a trance, his tiger eyes were full of black and red bloodshots, his hair stood on end, his clothes were ragged, and although there was no blood on his skin, it was only because of the scorched electrolysis.

But those who know Wu Gang know that this monster-like character is inherently different, and the more serious the injury, the more brave and invincible he is when he fights.

Sure enough, Wu Gang, who saw that the center of the fire was also like coke, stretched out his arms angrily, and the axe in the distance took off, splitting a gap in the field of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, spinning and flying to return to the master's hand.

"Get out!"

Wu Gang burst into tears, and in a rage, he almost bit off half of his tongue in an attempt to forcibly restore his clarity.

I don't know what the effect is, but I saw that the scene of self-harm was very bloody. Liang Liang was especially invisible.

A large mouthful of bright new blood and a small lump of bitten flesh were rolled out of Wu Gang's mouth, and with this, he finally stood up again.

The blood, which did not exist for long, was extinguished by the thunder and fire at the scene and turned into white smoke.

Knock, knock, knock, knock...

Wu Gang withstood the fire, wind, fire, rain, fire, thunder, fire, electricity, and bone fire illusion, but he still stepped out of his voice. Every "knock" is like a footstep or a heartbeat, not fast, not slow, not slow, unusually steady, and quite steady.

"Boy, eat me with an axe. Wu Gang wore a cloak of hair, and his eyes seemed to be filled with ink-colored demons, and he shouted in a low voice.

The voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone, as if Wu Gang was talking in his ear.

Revolve.

See also the rotation of the humanoid gyro.

In this world, only Wu Gang would use a heavy weapon like a jack plate axe as a dart.

This time, Liang Liang didn't have the urge to step forward and whip with a small leather whip, yes, only respect for the strong...