The feather lord's knees pressed down, snorted, and hated parting and feather lord disappeared in place at the same time.

Boom~

Gravel bursts.

A dark red mask of the wood stopped the way of the feather lord.

Of the five wormholes, the largest is not the size of a human head, and the smallest is only the size of a grain of rice. Apparently there is no one to come, but it is only a matter of time.

"I can't get by, eh......"

The voice of "hating parting" is indeed dry and ugly.

He was a head shorter than the feather master, wearing a gray cloth horse coat, and a long braid behind his head.

At this moment, he was buried in the arch of his back, his hands spread out, looking a little funny, his face was clearly only wood painted with oil paint, but the big mouth that spit out fangs actually squirmed slightly. It's even more weird and terrifying.

"Get out of here!"

The feather lord's eyebrows were upside down, and the whip leg was fiercely pressed on the ribs of hatred, bringing a sharp sound of air explosion.

Hate parting was motionless, blood beads dripping from the lower end of the mask like a curtain.

"Huh?"

The feather lord raised his eyebrows, and one dark red mask after another came out of the feather lord's waist, hands, and back. Or angry eyes, or frowns and weeps. or sneered with horizontal eyebrows, and people were cold all over their bodies.

"Hahaha......"

The hoarse and ugly old man's voice spread far away, and the vicious wooden mask could not hide the unspeakable evil smell of the thin body behind him.

Zhang Zhang's mask wrapped the Feather Lord's strong body, and with a hum, black flames came out of the gap between the mask and the mask, burning the Feather Lord into a large torch.

Feng Yi's spirit was shocked: "Dad, this is his real body, refine him!" ”

Hate parting and lifted the heavy mask: "My bitter fire can refine the five immortals, but I can't refine the five stubborn insects~"

"He didn't even use the inheritance, we ......"

"What's the hurry? years of cowardice. ”

Hate to say goodbye and scold out of the country.

Boom!

The flickering black flames flickered, and finally, several masks that were put together cracked, and white smoke came out of the feather master's body, and he smashed the wooden mask with a fist, and walked out with his finger bones pinched.

"Your new bitter weapon...... Bells and whistles. ”

"Hmm~"

Hateful parting wiltedly answered, and his fingers reached the side.

The largest black wormhole was the size of a basin, and one in a boot was halfway there.

The feather master's face was cold, he hated parting but bullied forward, the two of them put their arms together, hated parting and looked thin, the two wrestled, and the feather lord couldn't get rid of it for a while.

And behind the hatred parting, there is a hideous staggered column, a dark red wood carved mask in the sky!

"Ah Feng!"

Feng Yi, who was dressed in a suit, buried his eyes in his short hair, stretched out his intact left hand, and snapped his two fingers.

The sound of the waves rolled, and the rolling tide of the Yellow River swept the three people and Yan Fuguo pits in it!

The restless waves of the Yellow River, the chaotic wooden masks, and the explosive power between the gestures of the bareback man in the water, one after another splashes burst out, which was the aftermath of the feather master's fist.

Zhaoxin, who was buried in her head, couldn't see clearly, sometimes she saw the monstrous Yellow River, and sometimes she saw the ghostly wooden mask flying all over the sky. and the sound of a sonic boom from beginning to end.

The feather lord was only about two hundred meters away from the Yan Fu fruit core, which was simply within his reach, but he was desperately restrained by the two people of Hate Farewell and Feng Yi, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Fighting, the outcome is unpredictable.

Dragging, it's a breeze.

Behind the Mumu mask, a smile was drawn at the corners of his wrinkled mouth.

Big deal, slaughter you all!

Seeing that the wormhole next to the kernel is getting bigger and bigger, the bottom of the feather owner's eyes is red. He glanced at the sky without a trace, the opening of his own wings.

On the edge of the aftermath, a dark red mask with a missing corner was thrown out of the battlefield and landed at Li Yan's feet.

It is worth mentioning that Li Yan cannot use the imprint space and weapons, but the carrots in his pocket are regarded as part of his basic clothing.

Li Yanyi lowered his head and looked at the slick wooden carved mask.

Roar~

The heavy oil paint mask rushed towards him, reminding Li Yan of the noodle worm in "Alien".

The woodcarved mask passed through Li Yan without hindrance, and the mask that had exhausted its last bit of strength fell to the ground without a sound.

In the midst of the fierce battle, I hated to say goodbye. He was stunned for a moment, and the feather lord smashed the back of his fist into his heart, and the wooden carved masks all over the sky had a painful expression.

Li Yan's fingertips swept over the turbid waters of the Yellow River, ignoring the earth-shattering aftermath of the three people. Involved in it.

"Fruit-exclusive items?"

Hate parting, shocked and angry.

No matter how powerful you are, fighting in the Yan Fu Fruit, you still have to follow some basic rules.

The feather lord forcibly crossed the border, and he wanted to use his inheritance to open the opening into the inside of the fruit, which is the reason.

The same is true for the exclusive props of the fruit, out of this fruit, the exclusive props are waste, but in the fruit, the exclusive props can often burst out with very terrifying power.

However, it is not impossible to solve......

Look for the young man who died. He sneered and shouted at Feng Yi: "Ah Feng, what about the power of Sifan that the boss gave you?" ”

Feng Yi smiled bitterly: "It was ruined by the Feather Lord." ”

"What?"

The feather lord laughed loudly, although he didn't think that Li Yan could help him much, but he was already very happy to make the old ghost on the other side deflated.

Li Yan's hand shook back and forth, confirming that the mask and the Yellow River water, and even the feather lord raised his fist, and the Gangfeng that he brought out was worthy of a heavy hammer, could not hurt himself in the slightest.

Without hesitation, he took out the carrot and stuffed it into his mouth, and rushed towards the Yan Fu fruit core.

"Daddy?"

Feng Yi spoke up.

"Don't worry! He can't touch it! ”

hated to leave the old and spicy eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the soap belt on Li Yan's waist.

Li Yan rushed to the amber walnut shell with his bare hands, and the light and shadow around him were vigorous. Passed through his body as if it were fake.

Among the five wormholes, several human faces were already faintly visible, and the largest one, half of his pitch-black body was exposed, and he watched a sharp man wearing a black trench coat and a carrot running towards them on the battlefield of one master and two sufferings.

Click.

Li Yan bit off the carrot in his mouth and turned to look at the feather master.

It was a sturdy face in his thirties, as tough as a knife and an axe. There is a long dark red scar on the forehead, dark green military pants and a leather belt on the lower body, and the upper body is bare.

The two looked at each other for several seconds.

Silk~

Li Yan ripped off the soap belt of the Shen Xing Division, and it was like falling into an ice cave in an instant!

Even Feng Yi, the weakest of the three, didn't have much trouble trying to kill Li Yan, the previous fierce fight with Wu Shan and the others was just waiting for Yan Fuguo to appear, Rao was so, he was a little serious, and he also killed the mustache and the old man in seconds.

And at this moment, when the three of them were clashing, that sharp killing intent almost crushed Li Yan's nerves!

"Kill him!"

The person who said this was not hating Farewell and Feng Yi, but being stuck in a wormhole, and it was difficult to change shape.

The feather lord let out a long roar, and the fierce Gangfeng greeted the two people in front of him, and his body full of explosive tension was like a bowstring volley, holding Feng Yi with one hand and hating parting with the other.

Li Yan shook his hand and pulled out the tiger-headed spear, and the slender barrel of the spear rested against the amber walnut shell.

“…… Fifty percent. ”

Danniang's words are still in my ears.

Inside the clear walnut shell, eight purple flames corrected errors, and among the flames, nine objects that were originally unreal were undoubtedly exposed at this moment.

Among them, there is a piece of scrap iron, which was consumed because of the advent of hatred and parting.

Behind is the dragon head huqin, the dragon pattern handle swallowing mouth, the dragon beast phoenix body beast carving. Dragon-shaped beast button, lion head and dragon tail incense burner, dragon scale seat drum, dragon top stone tablet, dragon head swallowing spine beast, eight foreign objects.

A drop of red blood dripped on the walnut shell.

Blood dipping.

The tiger's head gun fell

Swallow through the curtain!