Bite!

The jet-black whip struck the blade in an almost impossible situation, and the tail end of the whip touched the blade, and in an instant it separated, and the dragonfly dripped. The sword light exploded, shattered into thousands of pieces, and shot in all directions at a speed that was difficult to reach.

Poof, poof, poof......

The black-faced god looked at the blood holes on his body in disbelief, like a sieve, and his body rushed forward for more than a dozen steps before falling to the ground softly, his eyes widened, and he couldn't bat at himself. He really couldn't accept this result, with his current strength, even if he was injured, he could fight with the fourth-level demonic beast for more than a dozen moves, but just a Taoist boy, he killed him in seconds with one move, he was very unwilling.

Hundreds of Ping'an soldiers rushed up to die together, and the blood holes on their bodies were all caused by the fragments of the knife.

Dao Tong didn't even look at the black-faced god, the whip suddenly straightened, turned into a spear, and lit it on the hammer.

Disheveled!

The voice was extremely dull, the air waves spread, and everyone felt depressed and uncomfortable. Tong Xiaoxiao, who was directly facing him, was struck by lightning, and the mixed yuan hammer flew out of his hand, a pair of tiger mouths were dripping with blood, and his upper body was numb, without any consciousness. His rich combat experience made him retreat as soon as possible, but this thought had just risen, and his heart was cold, he looked down and saw a black whip like a spirit snake lightning out of his body, blood spurted out wildly, and his strength disappeared like a tide with the flow of blood.

In the blink of an eye, the two backbones of the Ping An clan died, but Dao Tong seemed to have done a trivial thing, opened his mouth and blew, his breath came out, turned into a small sword, and shot the arrow away.

Dao Tong suddenly jumped out of the carriage and took the initiative to step forward. The whip was heavy and ever-changing, making it impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake, and the first unlucky one was the mushroom, and he took the risk and struck a void. Dao Tong passed by him, and the whip turned into a peerless sword, cutting off his head like cutting fruit. Then there were Shi Niu and Huang Niu, not that the two of them rushed too fast, but that Dao Tong just rushed in their direction.

Nie Pohu's continuous shooting of arrows could not stop Dao Tong from killing, one was cut off his head, and one was pierced through his heart. Nie Pohu's tiger eyes almost erupted in flames, and he was rarely so angry.

"Those below the gold level stand back!" Tang Dingdong's face was full of anger, she was angrier than anyone else, the peace warriors were almost brought out by her, hundreds of them were hung up at once, and her heart was dripping blood. But she knew that the enemy was strong, and she was not acting rashly at the moment

time, it is necessary to remain calm.

Tang Dingdong's order was very timely, but Dao Tong's speed was too fast, and the three of Faceless, Camel Xiangzi and Xu Banxian joined forces, and they were all flashed by him with a wonderful pace, killing more than a dozen Silver Peak Masters in a row before being re-surrounded.

"Get out of the way!" The sound of heavy footsteps was like beating a drum, and the belated fat dragon was still running, and with two slaps, a wave of air turned into a shocking pillar and shot out.

In an instant, the earth shattered, the void twisted, and a storm appeared out of thin air.

Faceless, Camel Xiangzi, Xu Banxian and Tang Dingdong and others had already moved to avoid the fat dragon when they saw it, they all knew that the power of the fat dragon was boundless, the point was that they couldn't control it well, and they would be injured by mistake if they weren't careful. But Dao Tong didn't know, with Dao Tong's speed, if he wanted to avoid it, it was unknown whether the fat dragon would be able to hit him.

However, when Dao Tong saw the fat dragon make a move, he was not afraid. But in the next second, his face changed, what was he up to? Sixth-level Warcraft? Or a seventh-level Warcraft?

He never thought that a person's strength could be so great that he had no power to resist at all, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, the straight whip bent instantly, and the power that could not be vented was transmitted, and the whip was a soft object, which was not conducive to the transmission of power. When the insignificant power was transmitted to Dao Tong, he didn't know how much was left, and even then, it was not something he could resist.

His arms were broken, and the man flew out.

The cold light suddenly appeared, like a flying fairy outside the sky, and like lightning breaking through the sky, fast to the extreme, when the afterglow swept to the sword light, the dagger had already touched the skin and wiped it to the throat. Lu Yan, who had been waiting for a long time, finally made a move and killed him with one blow.

Everyone thought that when Dao Tong could not escape, a sudden change occurred.

Boom –

The carriage exploded, and the broken duanmu, cloth, and bead curtains shot in all directions, carrying terrifying energy, and Xu Banxian, Faceless, and Camel Xiangzi, who rushed up, saw this, their faces changed drastically, and they retreated like an electric shock.

A slightly old and thin hand appeared, grabbing the dagger abruptly, holding it between the index and middle fingers without warning. Just these two fingers, not afraid of the edge of platinum.

Lu Yan has never left a back hand to shoot, she is indomitable, and her shots are both winners and losers. The strength was enough to pierce a silver-level shield, but such a power was easily blocked by two fingers, and she used all the strength of her body

The amount cannot be shaken in the slightest.

The two fingers are like steel and iron hoops, welding the dagger to death.

A chill rose from Lu Yan's heart, and she had always believed that the dagger was her life, and for the first time, she had the idea of giving up the dagger, but before she could take action, she saw a face, a terrible and unforgettable face.

The left side is as red as blood, full and plump, and the right side is dry and black, like a lost eggplant, or cracked bark, with the bridge of the nose as the middle line, evenly distributed. Seeing such a face in vain instantly reminds people of heaven and hell. The face smiled at Lu Yan.

The face on the left smiled like the grandfather next door, friendly and kind, and the right side was gloomy and dry, cold, two completely different breaths opposed and fused, Lu Yan's brain exploded, dazed.

After that, Lu Yan didn't know what was going on, and when she woke up again, she had already been kicked out of World of Warcraft, weak and uncomfortable, she felt like this, and hung up.

"You give me death!" Seeing that Lu Yan was hit through the chest with a palm, the fat dragon was furious, and with a volley of punches, he blasted into the withered Venerable of the Bloody Cloth Sect. When normal people see this face, they are either frightened or lost, just like Lu Yan and Feilong, he is naturally simple, and he does not have these concepts in his mind. Venerable Kurong's penance did not have the slightest effect on the fat dragon.

Xu Banxian, Faceless, Camel Xiangzi and even Nie Pohu, who was the farthest away, were affected and couldn't make the first move, but the fat dragon didn't know anything about it, and he punched with lightning.

Venerable Kurong knew the general idea when he took this punch, but he changed his moves quickly, from hard blocking to dissolving, and it was just a matter of an instant, retreating from the trend, and then retreating, and the conversion was extremely smooth.

Venerable Kurong retreated by himself, but he forgot about the Dao Tong who was driving, and the fist wind blew through the Dao Tong, and the Dao Tong's body exploded, and he didn't even have time to scream, and most of the minced meat fell into the huge pit that exploded.

The Bloody Clothes Sect has always been selfish, and only he knows whether the Venerable Kurong has forgotten the Dao Tong or just to keep himself from being in danger, but when the Dao Tong is killed, his face is not good-looking.

"You all deserve to go to hell!" The voice of the Venerable Kurong did not have the slightest emotion, and it spread all over the four fields, making everyone feel cold all over their bodies. The masters who were several kilometers away couldn't help but tighten their hearts when they heard this voice, their cold hairs stood on end, and they were secretly shocked by the horror of the Venerable Kurong, the voice alone could already win people's hearts, I really don't know how terrible it would be for him to make a move.