With a stick, it uses up all its strength, it makes Dong Xuanping realm cultivation, and its own physical strength is strong enough, plus it cultivates and cultivates the ground exercises, and with a stick, it at least has a million catties of strength.

"Click!" A soft sound rang out, and the people below cheered, they seemed to hear the sound of broken bones, and Zhao Yongchun was smashed by Sun Jiaxiang's stick, and they felt that it was definitely a big deal with it.

Only a few of them recognized that their faces were pale, and their eyes were in a state of stalemate in disbelief. Some of them admit that they only recognize and make up for the lack of recognition, and they want to remind them of something, but they are drowned out by cheers, and every time they recognize and listen to what they say. can be able to fall here up to the battlefield monks, their cultivation has not reached the level of making up for the ordinary, and the eyesight is enough to make up for mistakes.

After a brief cheer, they gradually realized that the matter was correct. Zhao Yongchun's face was strange, with doubts, he reached out and grabbed the subway stick on his shoulder, and looked pained every time.

On the contrary, it made Sun Jiaxiang, its face, and then the face of the merchant oil black and shiny must finally be deposited only under the bottom, and it is almost transparent. Observing more carefully and recognizing that it was already in a position, its body trembled lightly again, as if it was about to soften at any time, Ju Ran leaned on Zhao Yongchun's shoulder to take an iron rod, and then barely stood firm.

The scene was too weird, and the face of the beaten seed was calm, and the hand recognition made a pair of seriously injured.

"Legend has it from our ancestors that when we recognized the cultivation of the clan and the earth, they once brought us a lot of trouble, how weak would you be?" Zhao Yongchun looked at Sun Jiaxiang's face seriously, and asked the thief softly.

Sun Jiaxiang's face was burning, its breath was very weak, and it had already entered the dying world. To make the ground, Fang just took a stick, and bombarded Zhao Yongchun's business, only to feel as if the bombardment was 10,000 years old. The supplement only allowed Zhao Yongchun to take down the slightest injury, but instead broke his arms and affected his chest and abdomen.

And with a kind of powerlessness and despair, let Yi Zhi support Sun Jiaxiang to take a breath, make up for Gandhi to vent, and then let it know every hand and strength.

"How weak are you?" Zhao Yongchun was crazy again, it shook Sun Jiaxiang's body desperately, and screamed loudly. Sun Jiaxiang's body clicked and clicked, its bones were broken inch by inch, and the blood from the wound was like a spring, and when Zhao Yongchun shook the ground for the third time, it was already dead.

It can make its eyes open and wide, and its hands are clenched tightly in a long stick, as if it is ready to fight at any time.

A desolate feeling enveloped the hearts of the monks, they were angry, they were sad, they were sweet, but they were helpless. Although Dong Xuan Monk Ran was calculated according to the simple cultivation level, he was at the same level as the Demon Emperor Ping Realm, so he could not really fight against him head-on after all.

"Waste, shaking and boring waste, in vain my demon clan has spent so much energy, and it is pouring down all the ghost places!" Zhao Yongchun used his hand to use his strength, and forcibly tore off one of Sun Jiaxiang's arms, and put it in his mouth to chew again, and the creaking sound made his teeth ache, and blood dripped down the corners of his mouth, like a devil.

The monks of the recognizable clan are favorable, and the demon clan is grateful to recognize the invaders, they are not terrifying, cruel and murderous, and let them admit fear. can make the demon clan admit it and then enter the inside, how can the heart make up for it?

Only made the demon clan tempted once, sent it to the monks, and made up for what was very important to recognize things. They are worried that they will fail, and they are worried that after tens of thousands of years of recuperation, the strength of the land will increase to a greater extent. Today, I entered the Xie Demon Clan, and I said that it sounded good, so that the vanguard and the warrior. said that it was straightforward, and it was a role like cannon fodder.

Zhao Yongchun reported that the demon clan was a monk of the Zhao tribe, but it was very clear that it only made the Zhao tribe and the emperor make up for the small tribe to farm the land. It remembered the cries of its parents in grief when it left its homeland, and the resolute look in his wife's eyes.

It was furious, it was mad, and it tore the hateful Confessional Monk in front of it to shreds and ate it bite by bite. It makes up for the Ming Wan, and it does not make up for the various races of the earth, and the demon clan does not have to spend any effort to send them to them. It complements the myriad of things, and the comfortable life of Ben Lai is not disrupted by the inexplicable way.

It hates, hates and dominates the high-level of the demon clan. It can make it clear in its heart how terrible it is for Nazer to tremble in horror. Therefore, it can only vent its resentment and trembling to the pity of the insect in front of it.

"Brute, I'll fight with you!" Da Chuan's four or five monks roared with iron faces, and rushed to the place with the strongest blow towards Zhao Yongchun.

"One businessman, kill them all, abide by the so-called rules of the land, will the thieves and demon clans be merciful?

The relatively rational monk in the distance changed his complexion, and exclaimed: "It's over, take the high-altitude only business, and take so many demon clans, and take and make up for the reliable rules and restrictions, after all, you can still control the development of the situation." Can we take the initiative to attack and make up for the right reason for the opponent to do it?"

"It's a mess, it's a complete mess. Take the demon clan only to challenge the place, and make up for the humiliation and deal with it, after all, only a few people are injured and killed, so that the end of the chaos is done, and the fierceness of the demon clan is stimulated, and how many innocent lives of the thieves will suffer!" They still admired the monks who fought against the demon clan, but they only felt a hatred for a moment.

Another sentence is to stand and talk to make up for the pain in the back, although the demon monks will kill the monks of the clan, many monks feel sad about the death of rabbits and foxes. Although the demon monks used the body of the monk of the clan as food, he also made up for the weakness of the monk's body, vomited violently, and even trembled and vomited.

However, many people believe that Yiran is lucky and lucky, hoping that the demon clan will abide by the rules and make up for the chaos. There are hundreds of millions of monks in the clan, and the demon clan has to challenge it in various places, and make up for the year and month of the thief to be able to take the turn of the monk who is watching the battle at this moment.

It is a matter of concern to oneself, and it should be impassioned. At this moment, the Yuqing Sect ship merchant Naxie monk took the lead in the battle, and they were able to fall to the sky demon clan monk's eyes were only fierce and fierce, and they felt that their lives were threatened, and the style of painting changed.

The old monks sighed, they had gone through countless years, and they were too disappointed in their recognition. At this critical moment, the monks of the confession class are still accusing each other for not being selfish, making up for the desolation of their hearts, and hating to make up for their own pits and lie down in them, and continue to look at Xie Zhi's ugly face, so as not to go to the dirty world again.