"I'm going to point to his nose in front of him, but only on the premise that I'm going to climb that mountain!"

Kang Weiran laughed out loud and then his figure burst out in an instant, and his tall figure was like a small mountain, and he slammed into Mao Zhenhuang against the backdrop of the two short soldiers in his hand.

"If you want to fill your climbing steps with human lives, where do you need so many reasons!"

Mao Zhenhuang snorted coldly, and his figure retreated violently, and under his gloomy eyes, eight ochre yellow earth pole knives appeared in his hand, and he raised his hand and threw it towards the other party's figure.

He Mao Zhenhuang is not an ordinary foundation, let alone someone who can be pinched to death casually!

He took out a Degree Cloud Sky Flying Spell and flashed to the side, and pulled his hands against the earth, and then eight ochre and earth pole knives with endless killing intent were pulled out and thrown at the other party.

The knife is better than the crown by three points!

"Good ability, but useless!"

Kang Weiran shouted loudly, and he didn't care about the sixteen killing knives that the fat man shot one after another in his eyes, his right hand dragged the short Fang Yue, and the left hand paused with the short battle spear in his hand, and stabbed at Mao Zhenhuang's fat figure.

The other party's method seems to be similar to the one-time magic weapon sword gall of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect, but the sword gall of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect is much more than this Fa Weihe, and he has even seen the sword rain in the sky that the monk of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect threw out that thing.

Bang bang bang......

A series of clanging sounds blasted Mao Zhenhuang's ear bones, but he didn't have time to think about it at this time, and the black shadow that he felt in his heart was as fast as a cluster, and in a hurry, his left foot stomped straight up to the sky, and he didn't dare to let go of the heart he was carrying when he looked down.

The opponent threw out the short-battle grass and actually turned around and pierced him again, and the bright earth yin on it was even half a point higher than the crown capital.

This is a medium-grade golden pill treasure, and it is more than one step to win the crown!

"I underestimated you!"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the short battle spear that was biting and drank coldly, and the rich stinging eyes around him were full of ochre, and he collided with the opponent's life-seeking short battle spear.

Syllable!

Mao Zhenhuang's ear bones buzzed with the sound of violent impact, and the ochre on his chest was suddenly pierced by three points weaker, and the black sharp light was less than a finger away from his chest, and there was a tendency to penetrate directly, Mao Zhenhuang was shocked when he saw this, and kicked at the tail of the spear, and the short battle spear was directly kicked by Mao Zhenhuang's kick and turned around, and it returned to the other party's hands after smashing three giant trees one after another.

Shaking off a shattered knife light, Kang Weiran's eyes narrowed lightly and said, "The art of the earth pole?"

The other party not only has a good talent for the spiritual root of the earth, but also looks at the rules of the path.

"Jindan Treasure Armor?"

Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the pair of short soldiers in the opponent's hand in fear, and then his solemn eyes fell on the opponent's lacquer armor, and the sixteen knives of the earth pole were not as good as itching, and they were as weak as glass.

A big technique that can beat Zuo Zhen's widow to pregnancy, when did she become so weak?

Mao Zhenhuang looked at each other and was a little suspicious of life!

I don't know if the other party is hard in armor, or if his nine-foot body is hard.

"That's all I have to do to accept your fat body!" Kang Weiran sneered, holding a pair of short soldiers and slamming into Mao Zhenhuang's fierce Lulu again.

There is no big technique, the other party only relies on a strong body!

Looking at the other party's galloping figure, Mao Zhenhuang frowned, and once again tore open a flying spell of the Crossing Festival, and did not dare to let the other party get close at all.

The other party is refining!

Looking at the Middle Continent, the only way that can go to the extreme is the Six Palaces Yin Method.

And where did Mao Zhenhuang dare to let the other party get close, looking at his more than 200 catties of fat thicker than the other party, but when he collided with him, his body could instantly become a lump of meat filling, and even the bones could be broken into slag.

Walking around the air, carefully guarding against the opponent's sneak attack, Mao Zhenhuang dragged his hands on the ground, the ground suddenly turned over the soil, and a sword of the sky burst into the opponent's feet in an instant, Kang Weiran held a short battle spear in his right hand and slashed at the sudden killing move, and in Mao Zhenhuang's incredible eyes, a mountain knife instantly broke the head of the knife.

Come to an eventual end!

Dashu only pulled out half of it, and was sent back to the earth by the opponent's side.

Mao Zhenhuang was stunned!

He once used this great technique to break Zuo Zhen's Yushu Thunder Scripture Destroying Technique, and even beat Fang Yangyue and Zuo Zhen to bend their waists, but under the opponent's two short battles, they were not even qualified to pull out a complete set of great techniques.

The other party is strong!

The strong Mao Zhenhuang looked at the figure of the other party attacking and killing with an unprecedentedly solemn expression, and he firmly believed that this was by no means all that the other party had.

"I really don't know where the arrogance of a sect like you comes from!" Kang Weiran shouted with cold eyes, and his figure pulled out a black shadow violently, and the fast Mao Zhenhuang Divine Sense couldn't keep an eye on the other party at all, and only dared to face the wind, and a shocking coolness rushed straight to the door.

Mao Zhenhuang's figure retreated violently under the startle, and he pulled out a Crossing Cloud Sky Flying Talisman in his hand and was about to tear it again, but a little paint flashing in his eyes instantly made him break the idea of tearing the talisman.

Because it's too late!

Mao Zhenhuang looked directly at the side of his head, looked back at the other party's wrist is kick, and suddenly felt a cold shoulder when the figure had retreated again.

Standing figure, a numbness spread in an instant on his right shoulder, Mao Zhenhuang glanced at his right shoulder coldly, and a wound half a foot deep was bleeding, and there was a trace of black gas on it that drilled into the wound fiercely.

"The Guanlou Sect has a holiday with you?"

Mao Zhenhuang didn't care about his wound when he looked at it, but turned his head to this person and said coldly.

The other party is by no means finding fault for no reason!

Not to mention simply wanting to fill his fat body under his ladder as a mountaineering step, Mao Zhenhuang firmly believes that he is too difficult to kill than the group of foundation builders below, and with this kind of kung fu fighting with him, the other party can't say that he has killed a few people.

"I haven't had a holiday with you Guanlou Sect!"

Kang Weiran roared, the short battle spear in his hand was thrown out by the other party, and he attacked Mao Zhenhuang again with the short square Yue, he felt a little wasted of time, and even more impatient!

"That's someone else who let you have a holiday with me!"

Mao Zhenhuang sneered cruelly when he heard this, and once again flashed out of his hand eight earthly extreme knives and threw them at the ushering figure, he didn't even know each other, and he didn't know where to form such a feud.

But it doesn't matter anymore!

The important thing is that the other party wants to kill him, and he Mao Zhenhuang will not be polite.

"Die!"

Kang Weiran looked at the eight Earth Pole Blades that appeared again with contempt, and the short square Lun in his hand swiped around, glaring at a pair of fierce eyes and crashing straight over.

But when he got close to the other party, Kang Wei was stunned, and the other party didn't flash!

His face was full of sneers and looked at him.

"Not good!"

Kang Wei screamed, and stepped on the void to stop his figure, and it was at this moment that a blazing hot wind suddenly hit the door, and his eyes were pierced by a burst of orange-red light.

The instinctive resistance of the short square in the hand!

With a bang, Kang Weiran only felt that the short square Yue in his hand was pressed by a heavy object and smashed directly on his head, and a moment of dizziness was slapped down by it, and two dragon groans sounded in his ears one after another, and his heart was shaken by this shocking dragon groan.

Boom!

Kang Weiran was slammed into the ground.

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the other party's figure that was slapped away, sneered, looked back at the short battle spear that was shooting between heaven and earth, and waved his hand, and a three-zhang red fire pillar suddenly appeared on the back of his body, smashing towards the opponent's back hand.

With a bang, the short spear didn't know where it was shot.

Scold!

Kang Wei jumped out of the ground in embarrassment, and when he looked at Mao Zhenhuang, his eyes instantly paid more attention.

"The treasure of the fire system golden pill!"

"None of this has been photographed into minced meat?"

Mao Zhenhuang watched the other party jump out of the pit intact, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, his Heavenly Dragon Fire Pillar was heavy and ruthless!

"It's good to have a worth!" Kang Weiran looked at the pillar of dragon fire that looked like a giant tree behind the other party, and a greedy color instantly appeared in his eyes, and a black banner suddenly appeared in his hand with a wipe of his hands, "Send you to death!"

The other party shouted loudly, and the flag in his hand shook, and there was no light in the sky!

Zhou Kong suddenly felt a cold wind, as if there was an endless ghost roar, and the sound instantly grinded Mao Zhenhuang's body cold, and when his divine sense swept away, not only did he not find the other party's figure, but he was even more dull and sluggish.

"Ghost Banner!"

Mao Zhenhuang's heart was shocked.

The six palaces look at the famous one-time magic weapon, which is as famous as the Huayang Tianzong Fire and Ice Pole Protection Talisman, the Nine Sections of the Interpretation of Youwei, and the Sword Courage of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect.

It is an attack, and it can shake Jindan!

"To say you're sick in the brain is to be sick. ”

But after being stunned, Mao Zhenhuang sneered at the ghosts in the sky, under the treasure of the fire system golden pill, the other party actually dared to use such a yin magic weapon, and I don't know what the other party's mind thinks.

Mao Zhenhuang grabbed a handful of Xuanyang Jingguang and sucked into a hand of flying ash in an instant, looked at the endless revenant souls who rushed over and sneered, and pointed a little at the huge dragon fire pillar behind him with one hand, with the roar of the fire dragon shaking the sky, the light of the orange fire behind him instantly illuminated the five feet around the body as bright as a clear day, and countless dead ghosts had not waited to bite Mao Zhenhuang's flesh, and there was no residue left by this blazing fierce fire.

"Die!"

Suddenly, suddenly!

Mao Zhenhuang suddenly had a yin wind behind his head, and he only knew what the other party's brain was thinking at this time.

With a smirk on his face, Mao Zhenhuang turned his head and glanced at the other party, and it was this glance that Kang Weiran, who was originally killed by a sneak attack, instantly became a dead soul!

Mao Zhenhuang had a wind behind his head, and the wind on his side was even bigger, not only the wind was strong, but it was also mixed with a blazing breath.

Boom!

Someone was slapped off the ground.

"Who told you that I only have one pillar of dragon fire?"

Mao Zhenhuang let out a rampant sound, and as soon as he raised his hand, eight pillars of heavenly dragon fire suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and the blazing orange-red flames flickered, and even the mountaineering path under his feet was scorched into glass.