"Smack!" The man in gray didn't look at it, raised his hand and grabbed the **** azure eyebrow shadow and dragged it back.

The corners of Wang Rou's lips were bleeding, and her delicate body couldn't help but rush forward, crashing straight into the man in gray.

At the moment of life and death, the door of the "Kalala" room was kicked and smashed, Ma Hanguang picked up the magic stick with both hands and swept the thousands of troops to the waist of the gray-clothed man, and roared angrily: "Eat me...... Ouch!"

"Bang!" the man in gray punched out and slammed into the stick, his fist smashing like a cast of iron. Ma Hanguang's hands cracked, and his body of more than 200 catties fell out of the door like a bundle of straw.

Wang Rou was in danger, and the flying legs under her skirt kicked the gray-clothed man in the lower abdomen like a shadowless knife.

The man in gray sneered and swirled with his flying legs, and his legs made a "pop" explosion in the volley.

Wang Rou's left leg bone was broken in response, and her delicate body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, but it also widened the distance between her and the man in gray.

The man in gray didn't care, and swept towards Wang Rou with one foot, so fast that only a trail of afterimages pulled out of the air remained.

"Bang!" Another bang came, and the roof exploded, and a beam of cold and snowy swords flew down like nine heavenly clouds, directly taking the head of the gray-clothed man.

The gray-clothed man sighed in a low voice, although the cultivation of the person who came was not bad, but it was only about to reach a drop in the ocean, but this knife was fierce and fierce and did not hesitate to die, it was really the best work in the top knife technique!

But he still had no intention of letting go of the Azure Eyebrow Shadow, and even used this to continue to oppress the majestic Gang Qi in the past, wanting to destroy Wang Rou.

At the same time, the gray-clothed man's big sleeves were swept out, like a hammer weighing more than 10,000 pounds, and smashed firmly on the blade of the split, and the sound of the sonorous gold stone pierced the eardrum and dizziness, and a large rain of light exploded.

The figure of the person who came was like a spinning top, constantly removing the majestic power of the gray-clothed man's "only sleeve", exhaling and raising his voice to stabilize the knife momentum to protect the front of him, and his back slammed into the wall and slid down, it was Zhe Yuhang.

"Click!" a cloud of soot flew up from the wall behind him, cracking through a thousand cracks like a spider's web.

The figure of the gray-clothed man couldn't help but freeze slightly, and suddenly felt an alarm protrusion, and the two azure eyebrow shadows that Zhizhu thought were in his hand suddenly flew over, wrapping around his right wrist in reverse.

The gray-clothed man snorted unhappily, allowing the azure eyebrow shadow to climb and tie up his forearm, stepping out of thin air to bully Wang Rou, poking out his left hand from his big sleeve, and the five-fingered halberd grabbed her.

This grasp is called "The Legal Open Recovery", which seems to be so casual that it covers a five-zhang square circle, and it is negligent but not leaky.

Of course, Wang Rou couldn't dodge, and she didn't intend to dodge at all, her delicate body had retreated to the corner, and suddenly rebounded back like an arrow from the string, facing the French net inserted by the man in gray, and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen with her legs.

The man in gray didn't expect Wang Rou to be so ruthless, he was completely fighting with his life, and he didn't care about his life at all.

He didn't know that whether it was Zhe Yuhang or Wang Rou, both of them were dead soldiers carefully cultivated by Emperor Xuanyuan, and they both practiced killing methods and dragon slaying techniques, and they were never afraid of death.

Zhe Yuhang saw Wang Roufen rushing towards the man in gray regardless of his body, his mouth roared like a wolf's howl, and he swung his knife to cover it from the side, and the blade went straight to the opponent's waist.

The gray-clothed man froze slightly, and found that he had fallen into the trap laid by Wang Rou for a moment of carelessness.

His hands had no time to parry, but at the same time, he was attacked by Wang Rou and Zhe Yuhang, and fell into a dilemma.

If he is willing to fight to get injured and eat Wang Rou's kick, it will not be difficult to resolve the danger in front of him, but the undercurrent of Tiandu City is turbulent and treacherous, how can he hurt his vitality for a nobody?

Thinking of this, the gray-clothed man shook off the azure eyebrows, and the figure of the azure eyebrow suddenly moved horizontally, and his left paw "snorted" and tore off the sleeve of Wang Rou's right shoulder, but he couldn't catch her after all.

Zhe Yuhang did not hesitate to go into the air with a knife, striding and twisting his waist to swing the knife with his strength, and slashed the left rib of the man in gray.

The gray-clothed man's right hand shook off the azure eyebrow shadow like a dragon into the sea, and slammed forward, flicking his fingers and hitting the blade with incomparable precision.

Zhe Yuhang's body was shocked by thunder, and the "lone wolf magic knife" in his hand did not listen to the call and rolled back.

In the moment of life and death, Zhe Yuhang reacted extremely quickly, and his body sank violently with a snort, and the sound magic knife of "Duh" was slanted into the floor under his feet.

At this moment, if he had a wrestling battle with himself, he was shocked to the point that Venus in front of him crackled, and a mouthful of sweet hot blood surged up his throat and was swallowed hard.

The man in gray took the opportunity to point at Zhe Yuhang's eyebrows again. Zhe Yuhang was so sore that he could barely move, watching his opponent's "Law Burning Divine Needle" urging his life.

Seeing this, Wang Rou gritted her teeth and urged the unrefined dragon breath in her body, and instantly condensed into a small purple sword that erupted from Sakura's lips and stabbed at the back of the gray-clothed man's head.

This sword shot out, and she seemed to have been drained of all her spirit, and her delicate body involuntarily fell backwards, losing the only chance to escape.

Zhe Yuhang looked at Wang Rou in amazement, and with a roar, he drew his knife and slashed at the left waist of the gray-clothed man.

The gray-clothed man sensed the power of the purple sword, and secretly gave up Zhe Yuhang sideways and pointed out the magic needle.

"Poof!" there was a loud purple light, dazzling and dazzling, and the whole room exploded, the roof collapsed, the walls toppled, and the floor also shattered and collapsed in large pieces.

The gray-clothed man let out a low voice, a cluster of purple flames ignited on his fingertips and quickly dimmed, frowning slightly to reveal a wisp of murderous intent, forcibly pressing down the cold dragon breath that broke into his body, striding out of thin air like a shadow, slapping his palm on Wang Rou's chest and saying, "You are looking for death!"

Wang Rou's eyes were closed, and her heart was unusually calm. From the day she swore to join Emperor Xuanyuan's disciples, this was her destined ending.

Who knew that at the moment when the gray-clothed man's hand fell, a jade-colored sword light suddenly shot out from the rubble and dust flying in the sky, such as the flying immortals outside the sky were elegant and arrogant, wild and free, wrapped in the sky and frosty, the boundless sword intent leaked down to the galaxy for 3,000 feet, and a sword light was cold in the fourteen states!

The gray-clothed man's face was inadvertently moved, and he flipped his wrist and pulled out a huge black ruler to parry the air without any tricks.

In front of him, every move he made was done casually, and it wasn't until he really started to get serious when he faced this earth-shattering sword and showed his true kung fu.

"Keng!" the ancient sword dragon chanted jade light flickered, like a pool of cold pools, splashing countless ice beads towards the gray-clothed man.

"Uh-" The gray-clothed man's big sleeves swelled without wind, and a black hurricane burst out from it, rolling up ice beads and throwing frost into the sky.

The ruler trembled, and the sword rose.

It was only between the lightning and the fire, and the gray-clothed man shook off the snowfall on his sleeve for a day, and he saw that it was a proud and upright dragon boy who wielded the jade-colored ancient sword.

Wang Rou escaped death, opened her eyes in surprise, and suddenly felt that her body had fallen into the arms of a déjà vu.

In the next moment, she saw a pair of bright eyes close at hand, calm and resolute, calm and wise, always shining with confidence.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, her tight delicate body suddenly softened, thinking that this guy had finally arrived.

Although she knew that even if he joined forces with Lin Yin, he would not be the opponent of the man in gray, but strangely, at the first glance of Ji Chengqing, her heart was relieved.

Ji Chengche hugged Wang Rou and floated down to the crumbling water pavilion, and bumped into a pair of wordless and cold eyes head-on.

"You're here at a good time. Zhe Yuhang's expression couldn't tell how indignant he was.

Ji Chengqing's sword eyebrows raised, and he suddenly saw that the gray-clothed man was forced to retreat from Lin Yin, like a puff of smoke approaching, and the black giant ruler was pointed at his throat in an orderly manner.

"Breaking the Fa Sect, Death Kui!"

The black giant ruler was still three feet away, and Ji Cheng's hair suddenly exploded as if he had been pricked by thousands of needles, his chest was suffocated, and his heart shook, and the whole person seemed to be swept into the stormy waves and could not extricate himself!

It can be seen from this that Wang Rou and Zhe Yuhang were so lucky that they were able to support him and Lin Yin in arriving. If it weren't for the gray-clothed man's intention to capture Wang Rou alive, she would probably have died at this moment.

In the Metaverse, usually the strong people in the realm of "Tianyuan Aurora" can be called grandmasters, and if they can reach the realm of the great sun, they will be worthy of the great grandmaster.

Although Ji Chengche said that he had fought with Tianbo Zhenren on the Wangjing Bridge, after all, it was a tentative point, and it was by no means as good as a hand-to-hand bayonet tonight.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the first time in his life that he has fought head-on with a strong man in the Great Sun Illumination Realm!

But he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, but aroused the surging fighting spirit and majestic fighting spirit, the body did not retreat, but entered the hand to hold Wang Rou's waist, pulled out the fetal Yuan Shen knife and bravely moved forward to attack against the attack, a knife slashed out the wind and clouds, changed color, and stirred up the pride of the young spirit!

"Huh?" The man in gray was moved again, and was surprised to find that this was another demon boy who looked like a grandmaster.

He originally wanted to capture Wang Rou and torture the mouth, but he didn't know that these young people came out one after another, and they could faintly resist the court.

"Ding!" the knife ruler met on a narrow road, and the light bloomed like a flower to light up the night sky.

The Fetal Yuan Divine Knife suddenly lit up with mysterious magic patterns, turning into dark flames and surging up to the giant ruler like mercury.

"Bang!" the giant ruler exploded into a cloud of glare, and the gray-clothed man's body shook slightly, and his attack was blocked, and a few wisps of cold smoke came out of his mouth.

Ji Cheng's body was shocked and flew up into the air, and as soon as he stepped out of the void, there was a rare ** ripple twisting and rippling, pressing straight to the chest of the gray-clothed man.

"Zhenhai style!" The man in gray didn't expect that he had transported out seven successful powers, and Ji Chengqing could still launch a counterattack with ease.

Ji Chengche knew that he was bitter, the gray-clothed man's foot had already numbed his right arm, and the meridians in his body were like strings shaking violently, and one after another qi and blood retrograde came back to impact Xiao Qiankun, what a miserable word.

But if he takes advantage of the situation and retreats, Mo said that he can escape the pursuit of the gray-clothed man, who else here can stop the blow of this world-beating powerhouse who broke through the wall of the Fa family and created his own Fa Sect?

"Bang!" the man in gray flicked his sleeves and shattered the storm that had been crushed, and said, "Very good, it turns out that you are all Nighthawk traitors, and it is not a pity to die!"

When the words fell, I heard Tang Xueluo say in a clear voice: "Mr. Yan is a rebellious Legalist, what is the reason for the thief to call for a thief?"

"Boom!" The night sky was full of light, and a red mountain of flames suddenly appeared and smashed down on the head of the gray-clothed man! (83 Chinese .com.)