The general's hand shaking the red wine glass paused slightly, his gaze became sharper, and the Dao master who was looking at it was hairy all over. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw that his person actually walked out of the Daomen array, ignoring the obstruction of the same door, holding the Songwen Guding Sword, with true anger in his mouth, and his voice was like a thunderstorm: "What? Stare at me! If you have the ability, come and bite me! If I scream and be afraid, Daoye, I will be raised by a pig father and a bitch." ”

It seems to be arrogant, but in fact, he is really afraid!

He knew that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and he had mentioned someone he shouldn't have mentioned, and he had been targeted by the generals.

Fear is extreme, and it naturally turns into boundless anger. A Dao heart, at this moment, is like a demon, regardless of it, it will jump out and make a lot of nonsense.

Although it boosted morale for a short time, the Star Pupil Boy shook his head and sighed in his heart. I already held a treasure mirror in my hand, faintly mottled with antique starlight. Just waiting for the generals to make a move, save this person, so that he will not be made by the generals in a second, so that Fang Cai's momentum that has risen slightly because of his encouragement has fallen deeper again.

Now the Star Pupil Boy has temporarily stopped thinking about how to destroy the Flame City, destroy the Huashan faction, and complete the Daomen plan of the agarwood axe to split Huashan. It's about how to take care of the face of the whole Daomen, so as not to break up with these difficult zombies and set off a big war.

At this moment, the ancient legend who was standing on Buzhou Mountain and watching, but he also pinched a cold sweat.

A fire was thrown out, and he couldn't control it at all.

The appearance of the reel really saved the crisis for a while. But if the zombie army and the Daomen army start a war outside the Flame City, then the fun will be even greater, and it will no longer be a matter of one city and one place, but the entire land of one state, which may be blown up, and the entire territory will be reduced to ashes.

"I heard that Padmasambhava has been reincarnated, Cangying Gyatso... I'll go find him! His axe, I remember. But... What kind of thing are you? Do you dare to point fingers at me?" The general said this without any anger, and he called himself himself, and he did not have to come up with a kind of title such as "this seat" and "this king", but the domineering spirit in it has already overflowed, and no one can see it.

The self-proclaimed 'I', put in the mouth of a real strong person, is itself a kind of domineering. Thinking about the birth of the Buddha back then, one finger to the sky, one finger to the earth, heaven and earth, for me alone, the same is a 'me', what an infinite scenery!

"Allah, don't do it, this guy, just leave it to me Crow!" Behind the general, a man stood up and asked for help.

With a casual wave of his hand, the crow left the battle and walked straight to the man.

"I crow do not kill nameless ghosts in my hands, but say your name. The crow looked at the Taoist proudly. The tone revealed not only arrogance, but also frivolity.

Such an impetuous person, looking at his breath, is extremely strong, but it is very surprising.

In fact, this also makes sense, the zombies in the vein of the generals are born because of blood. Qi and blood are a great dragon, and if they cannot be subdued, they will be enslaved by it.

This is also the original sin of the blood of some alien races, because they believe that in the blood of man, sin itself flows.

Zombies are naturally not human, but they feed on blood, and the blood and qi dragon accumulated in their bodies are even more vicious, if they can't overcome it, they will be enslaved by it, unable to do it themselves, and eventually become arrogant, and even get out of their original colors.

Seeing that it was not a general, the Dao man breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The most feared thing is the fear.

Even he himself didn't know why, he had the courage to not only stand up, but also dare to point at the general's nose and shout.

"Poor Dao Yizhen! It's the one who killed you! Look at your appearance, it should be a second-generation zombie, I killed you, maybe there is a certain chance that you will be reborn many years later. But... At that time, you could only look at my back, and you didn't dare to have the slightest unwillingness and resentment. "The Taoist is holding a pine-patterned Guding sword, and there is already a faint thunder light on the sword body.

This ordinary thunder is of course useless to the zombie ancestor, but it has a miraculous effect on some descendant zombies who were born after tomorrow and originated from the zombie ancestor. After all, Lei Nai is the spirit of righteousness and heroism, specializing in restraining the evil spirit of zombies.

The crow laughed: "What a bull's nose that is not ashamed, your uncle crow will let you know today that there are some people you can't afford to provoke, and some things you say, you will regret it for ten lifetimes." ”

After that, he didn't care about the thunder light on Yizhen's blade, and his figure flashed and appeared next to Yizhen in one step, and smashed it towards his chest with a punch.

Looking at the crow's skills, it doesn't look like a specific martial arts move at all, but it is a second-generation zombie, extremely fast, and the punching strength is also extremely strong.

With a punch, even the space was faintly torn.

One is really even more defenseless.

It's just that after all, he is a master of the Dao Sect pseudo-life-breaking who has been studying and practicing hard for many years, although he doesn't know the law and doesn't understand the Dao. The swordsmanship and body technique are skillful, and the footwork of Tiangang is under his feet, and his body is shaking, and he is dangerously avoided.

The long sword in his hand slashed hard through the crow's arm.

The rather powerful true qi detonated the thunder light, and it was about to envelop the entire crow in it.

"Hah!"

The crow's body is hard, the thunder is not bad, the sword is not injured, the arm is a fight, and the pine pattern Guding sword is shaken away, and the other hand is claw-shaped, directly towards Yizhen's heart.

If you catch it this time, your entire heart will be gouged out.

That scene must have been extremely bloody, and it was also a great blow to the morale of the Daomen.

In such a situation, how could the star-pupil boy sit idly by, and the treasure mirror in his hand was raised.

A starlight flew out.

The starlight was inconspicuous at first, but when it approached, it shocked the crow's face, as if it felt something extremely incredible.

The mouth shouted: "Allah save me!"

The generals who were originally sitting upright flipped their hands.

The wine glass is turned upside down, as if the world has been turned upside down.

The starlight, which had been flying towards the crow, was sucked by the red wine glass and flew towards the red wine glass.

Syllable!

The crystal red wine glass shattered, and the red wine mixed with blood in the glass suddenly shattered and evaporated, and the aroma overflowed.

"Breaking the army! I didn't expect that your treasure mirror could drive the star power of the broken army, but it really surprised me. The general stood up.

The eyes of the audience were all taken away by him.

Even the ancient legends on Buzhou Mountain are equally intent.

He looked at the generals suspiciously, as if he was a little hesitant, he felt some of the divine power he had lost from the generals, but this feeling disappeared in a flash, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

"I have a trick that I created as a joke and now I only use it once. We might as well make a bet that if he can come out on his own, then he can do something disrespectful. If you can't get out... "What will happen if you can't get out, the general didn't say, but there is no need to say it.

The star-pupil boy pondered for a moment and looked at Yizhen.

Ichijin looked around, and most of the eyes that came to him were a little evasive, and he couldn't help sighing.

"Please!" he could not say anything soft, even though the remorse in his heart had flooded like a long river.

"At the end of the world, please taste one or two!" The general looked around, and this gaze swept not only to the people of the Daomen, but also to the other three zombie ancestors and the dragon.

(To be continued.) )