Nafer slowly put the bracelet on his white jade wrist, and when the black light flickered, and countless dog-headed human immortal legions appeared again in the heaven and earth, his eyes looked deep at the distant continent, and he pointed in front of him and said solemnly: "Wipe out all believers who are not my gods along the way, and fight for the gods!" ”

"Roar~~" "Click~" "Squeak~" "Quack~~" "Hum~"

A cruel word came from Nefer's thin lips, and the undead army and the army of demon scorpions, as well as the crows, locusts, and scarabs that suddenly appeared in the sky and the earth and added ferocity, all screamed and surged out like an ocean pouring out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Federtic also turned into a scarecrow, devouring the black realm and enveloping the earth, and the crows stormed up, and shouted hoarsely with excitement: "The end is coming!" ”

"Not good!" Fedetik shouted hoarsely, and the old beggar who was far away in Shanghai naturally didn't hear it, but his gaze staring at the sky golden sun was suddenly shocked, and he turned to look within the ten-mile ocean field, his body turned into a virtual light and flickered wildly, and he said in shock: "The eye of Shankrila, how could it be here?" ”

The old beggar was shocked and ran wildly, and General Yang's eyes in the Shanghai Museum were excited and ecstatic, looking at the hollow copper ball that slowly opened, and the eyes of Shankrila, which were originally obsidian at this time, began to emit the light of the spirit, and pushed away the little girl who was crying and crying and looking at the little girl whose fingers were cut off with trembling palms, and his steps were even heavier and walked towards the terracotta warriors.

"Boom~" Just as General Yang stepped on the steps, a loud sound suddenly came from the wall of the museum, sawdust flew and brick foam fluttered, and an urgent roar came from it: "Stop!" ”

"......" General Yang didn't respond, just frowned and glanced at the old beggar with a red face and a disheveled head, and then waved his hand sternly: "Kill him!" ”

"Bang~Bang~~" The gunshots rang out, bullets flew out of the sky, the old beggar still looked at each other solemnly, and as the bullets approached him half a foot in front of him, they silently dissipated, and said in a deep voice again: "Yang Lishan, do you know what you are doing?" ”

"Of course I know!" General Yang nodded slowly, looked at the old beggar with a firm gaze, gritted his teeth and said deeply: "Hong Shisan, you have deceived me for so long, how can I not know what I am doing?" Hold it! ”

The old beggar's action of wanting to take a step was shocked instantly, looking at the blood-colored light rising from General Yang's body, a killing intent enveloped his body, and he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly: "Lishan, I didn't lie to you, it's just that Emperor Qin must not be resurrected, otherwise there will be no peace in this world!" ”

"Haha~, haha~!" As soon as he heard the sound, Yang Lishan laughed out loud, clenched his palms and asked angrily, "Hong Shisan, is the world peaceful now?" How is our land in China, do you, see--no--? Yes~? That group of foreign devils are powerful and domineering in our Huaxia, and our descendants of Yan and Huang are all inferior, and they divide us from the dogs, you ask yourself, is this peace? ”

"Separation and merger is a common thing for the change of dynasties, and sooner or later the land of China will be reunited!"

"Unification? Unify your grandfather's ancestors! Yang Lishan couldn't help but scold angrily when he heard this, his palms trembled and waved his hands, and he said fiercely and hatefully: "If you say what you say, how did the three massacres of Jiading in Yangzhou come about, now that most of our Chinese spirit has been destroyed by those pig's tails, will we let those foreign devils destroy our roots in the future?" ”

"Alas~~" The old beggar sighed in a low voice, his originally curved back slowly straightened, and he persuaded in a deep voice: "Tateyama, you ......"

"Needless to say!" Yang Lishan stretched out his hand to interrupt his words, and then held the eyes of Shangri-La that slowly bloomed into crystal flowers, and his eyes were fanatical and firm, and he said in a deep voice: "My Yang family ancestor Yang Duanhe followed the first emperor to establish the Great Qin Empire, and today I Yang Lishan is the same...... Poof~"

Yang Lishan also didn't finish his words, he was slapped on the chest by a bland palm, vomited blood in his mouth and retreated, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Hong Shisan, do you have to stop me?" ”

"......" The old beggar didn't respond, just nodded slowly, and when he nodded, his eyes flashed suddenly, and the palm of his hand roared and slapped the fist that came from behind him.

"Bang~" There was a light shock, the old beggar's body was motionless and indifferent, but the sneak attacker took a few steps backwards, leaving deep footprints on the floor, but he didn't care at all, just waved his fist casually, looked at the old beggar who slowly turned his body, and grinned and said: "Eighteen palms of dragon descending, peerless powerhouse." Hey hey~ I like it! ”

The old beggar looked at the figure opposite him wearing a white shirt and black shorts, with a sandaling shuffle under his feet, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Huoyun Evil God, where did you come out and do something?" ”

"Hehe~~, what are you doing here?" The Huoyun Evil God chuckled again and scratched his bare head, his body slammed into his fist and shouted, "Naturally, I killed you!" ”

"Ang~~" Huoyun's heavy fist broke through the air, and the old beggar's palm also swung forward with a dragon roar, and came out of the fist: "See the dragon in the field~!" ”

"Ha~!" The fists and palms touched, but the body of the Huoyun Evil God did not retreat again, and in an angry shout, his hands waved his fist again and again, and the fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the fist momentum was instantaneous, and it was condensed with seven paths or rigid or soft, or rigid and soft, shrinking inward with rigidity, and the strength of the straight hit and soft smashed into his face.

"Kanglong has regrets~!" In the face of the furious punch of the Fire Cloud Evil God, the old beggar finally took a step back, his shoulders shook and his fortune waved, and as the Fire Cloud Evil God retreated again, he said solemnly: "Seven Wounds Fist!" It turns out that you did the destruction of the Kongtong faction! ”

"Ha~, those old things can't even practice their housekeeping skills, so naturally they will be beaten to death by me! Again! ”

The Huoyun Evil God licked the corners of his mouth with a smile, his brains were exposed, his body flew at great speed like a flying dragon, and the seven wounds in his palm broke through the air fiercely, and he hammered out with a burst sound: "Seven wounds destroy liver and intestines!" Break~! ”

"Donkey Kong Palm!" Looking at the heavy punch of the Fire Cloud Evil God, the old beggar also waved his masculine palm, the golden and iron light of his palm flickered to block the fist, and his body took advantage of the momentum to retreat and suddenly appeared in front of Yang Lishan, and grabbed it straight towards the blooming Shangri-La Eye and grabbed it: "Capture the dragon claw!" ”

A suction surge, Yang Lishan's blood-colored light condensed into substance, like an armored gauntlet, and slammed straight into the palm that came from the grab, his face was slightly pale and steaming red, his cheeks were as red as Guan Gong, and his palm was like a knife and shouted angrily: "Bloody battle to the end!" ”

"Sonorous~~" The palm knife slashed and shook out a sound of gold and iron, and the old beggar still turned his claws into a finger and pointed at the palm knife: "Flower fingers!" ”

"Knock~~" sounded, but it was not from the palm of the hand, but the heavy fist of the Huoyun Evil God smashed into the old beggar's shabby clothes with a loud sound, looking at the black and shiny rags, the corners of the Huoyun Evil God's mouth twitched, and he stepped back and said: "Made, the iron cloth shirt of the Great Perfection Realm is even stranger than Lao Tzu!" ”

He cursed secretly, but the gaze of the Huoyun Evil God became more enthusiastic, his body trembled and his muscles shook, a trace of gray-brown gas overflowed from his snort, and his body was like an iron mountain that pressed the floor to crack, and he shouted and waved his fist: "Look at my Absolute Seven Wounds Fist!" ”

The shadow of the fist is illusory, the air 'sneer~~' explodes, the air waves surge, and the wooden planks and bricks that have just been smashed by the old beggar are all accumulating fierce spurts.

"Bloody battle on the battlefield ~ there is death and no life! Kill! ”

Huoyun waved the seven injuries and was domineering, but Yang Lishan was also tense, his hands were condensed into a blood-colored halberd into a spear to slash and slash, the old beggar spit out a white gas in his mouth, his hands pressed his chest and closed his eyes and shouted softly, between the long halberd and the black ghost killing fist, the shabby clothes were windless and automatic, and his eyes were instantly open and his palms were bombarded to both sides of the body: "Left and right mutual fighting, Shaolin Panruo palm, Da Songyang divine palm!" ”

"Boom~~", the roof of the museum was instantly lifted and shattered, and the glass bricks and wood were even more flying and scattered, so that the adjutant Ma, who had to retreat to the street with the crying little girl, was shocked, and with the sound of the alarm whistle in his ears and the surrounding pedestrians fled in panic, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Hurry up and take the brother who has just been injured, find a place to hide!" ”

"Yes!"

The soldiers beside Adjutant Ma saluted solemnly, tore off their military uniforms preparedly, and quickly led his men to hide in the crowd, while Adjutant Ma carried the little girl and turned around towards the back door of the museum.

"Happy, happy, it's been a long time since I've had such a happy fight, haha~ Come again!"

Adjutant Ma had just turned around, and there was a loud laugh from the fire cloud evil god in the dust, his arms shook and ignored the blood flowing from his mouth, and he punched again: "Hurt yourself first and then others, seven injuries in a row!" Seven Wounds Heart-Snatching Pose! ”

"Ang~~" Long Xiao rose again, the old beggar glanced at Yang Lishan, who was lying on the ground and vomiting blood in his mouth, his body dodged the attack of the fire cloud evil god, and his footsteps jumped on the copper coffin like a floating cloud, slapped the heavy coffin lid with one palm, and took out a delicate dagger between the drop of a key, and slammed it into the heart of the corpse in the copper coffin.

"Bang~~" The dagger had just been inserted into the corpse's heart for half an inch, and the old beggar's back was slapped by the fire cloud evil god who followed, his throat bulged and he gritted his teeth to suppress the blood that surged up, and his palm held the dagger again and pressed down: "I must not let you come back to life!" ”

"Bang~~" The dagger penetrated the corpse and hit the bottom of the copper coffin, the old beggar was relieved in his heart, and his body was directly hammered by the Huoyun Evil God for several meters, and the blood in his mouth finally couldn't be suppressed and spit out, the Huoyun Evil God's fist completely turned gray-brown, and his body rose up half-subdued: "Die~!" ”

"Ang~!" The old beggar who was hammered by the fire cloud evil god, with a loud voice of the dragon with both arms, rotated his arms and tightened his waist and leaped down violently: "The flying dragon is in the sky!" ”

"Boom~~" was another tremor, bringing a commotion, and the small museum finally collapsed into ruins between the two of them, and the museum was also surrounded by loud shouts: "Shoot!" ”