Yuan En Yehui smashed an air cannon over, targeting the two Gu Yue who were charging the blizzard. The air cannon had already flown to the heart of the blizzard by this time. At this moment, the blizzard suddenly collapsed, and with a flash of silver light, the two figures moved two meters horizontally, easily dodging Yuan En Yehui's blow.

Tang Wulin got up from the ground, his mouth and nose were a little bloodshot, and he looked very embarrassed. But even so, he still rushed to Yuan Eun Yehui again. But at this time, there was a person in front of him - the seventh person in the second-grade team who had not done anything.

Everyone didn't have any information about this product, and the dragon didn't know where this person was stuck, maybe it was caused by the ethereal butterfly effect.

"Captain Tang, don't go yet, why don't you make two moves." The seventh man said, and a dark blue sword immediately condensed in his hand, shining with a sharp metallic light.

"Where did you come from?" The dragon suddenly appeared and kicked the man. His eyes narrowed, and his right hand blocked in front of him.

"Rub, it's so hard, is this a refining thing?" Long Ji was startled and said secretly.

He immediately kicked his leg and landed on the ground, summoning two martial spirits.

"Glacier ......" Long Ji meditated, Hanchen shone with a light blue light, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, and a layer of ice was attached to the ground, "Brother Tang, you go and save your girlfriend, if she continues like this, she will step down for Yuan En." The dragon raised an eyebrow meaningfully.

The opponent's No. 7 youth looked at the condensed ice and smiled.

"That's it?"

"That's enough." Long Ji shook his body on the spot, "Come, fight in the nest, traditional kung fu does not talk about martial arts." ”

The young man's eyes lit up, and he actually threw out five red leaf flying knives with his backhand.

Long Ji was stunned for a moment, what the hell, your martial soul is a big sword, and then your soul skill is throwing a flying knife? Not quite right.

The dragon didn't dare to be careless, and flashed it directly, but the flying knife actually came with a tracking function, and at the same time, the young man also burst out and approached the dragon, and the dragon brother instantly fell into the downwind and was surrounded by both sides.

"Don't talk about martial arts!"

"Young man, I advise you to rat tail juice." The dragon suddenly flashed, hey, I wasn't careless, I flashed.

The sleeping wolf returned to the room at this time to help the dragon, and the dragon came to the back of the young man in a flash!

"Reflect well and don't do it again next time!"

Long Ji took out a long-stored Buddha Fury Fire Lotus.

"Goodbye!"

Rumble!

The low dragon groan sounded again, and Tang Wulin and Yuan En Yehui collided in the air again.

Yuan En Yehui punched him in the shoulder, Tang Wulin was still injured, she was afraid that she would really hurt him seriously, and this punch still left some strength.

Tang Wulin's feet slipped slightly, his body deviated to the side, and the golden dragon claw in his right hand went straight to Yuan En's soft hanging right arm and grabbed it. At the same time, the body twisted slightly, and the left foot was raised, pointing towards her knee.

Yuan Eun Yehui was stunned for a moment, but she reacted quickly and stomped her left foot heavily on the ground. With a "boom", the strong concussive force made Tang Wulin's body shake, and all the attacks fell in the air, and at the same time, all of her were already at Tang Wulin's shoulder.

At this time, a dog's head popped up again.

"Whew-"

The dark purple light and shadow flickered behind the sleeping wolf, and it released its sixty-nine-year-old fake martial spirit, one left jab and one right whip leg, and rubbed Yuan En Yehui's eyes.

Hara Eun Yehui: I was careless, I didn't flash.

Hey, this style of painting doesn't seem right.,Why was it led astray again?

While they were fighting, the other side was also in a heated state.

Ye Xingmo, the owner of the Star Saint Sword Martial Soul, was already embarrassed at this time, and a star line was hit in the chest oppressed by Ye Xinglan's Star Divine Sword, blood burst out, and ten percent of the combat strength had gone to five or six percent, and he dodged to the side from a distance, trying to attack Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan.

Ye Xinglan stood with He Xiaopeng and Le Zhengyu with one enemy and two enemies. A Star God Sword flew up and down, the three major soul skills switched back and forth, and if her soul skills did not come out, she would definitely be just right, and she would not waste the slightest soul power. For a while, he surrounded the two with a long sword, but he didn't fall behind.

Xu Lizhi kept throwing buns one by one to his own people, and then subconsciously guarded Gu Yue's side.

At this time, a dog head shining with purple light appeared next to Ye someone, who was very depressed.

One left jab and one right whip leg, traditional kung fu does not talk about martial arts.

The scene was very chaotic, and I was only responsible for the commentary.