Chapter 492: Falling Goose Makes a Move

"So these are those two bears!" Before the wild goose could get angry, a pair of blood-colored eyes on the evening bell on the side were already staring at the two of them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The third. "What is the state of Luo Yan at the moment, in the mountain gate are all the same door, naturally can not burst out, hard to suppress until now is also a last resort, now it is easy for someone to take the initiative to provoke, I am afraid that it has completely stimulated his demonic nature.

Although the evening bell can already control the demonic nature in his body, after all, the two have been integrated, and the demonic nature has penetrated into the bone marrow of the evening bell.

"These two people are me, don't rob them!" The chill in Luo Yan's eyes triumphed, the disciples of the two of them almost besieged their father, and they couldn't use force because they were attacked at that time, and they were chased and killed by the two like lost dogs, which was simply a loss of face. This is the greatest shame I have ever suffered in my life.

Shame!

It must be washed with the blood of both of them!

The lives of the two of them can only be collected by him, and the others, even if they are his father, can't do it for them!

"Good boy!" The blue wolf saw the wild goose that came out, smiled disdainfully, and said with a little contempt: "It turned out to be you, a little kid who can only hide behind a woman!"

The blue wolf and the flying eagle, the two of them are nearly sixty years old, and in the eyes of the two of them, it is really not ambiguous to say that they are little children!

It's just that this little kid has already been treated by Master Li, not only has his martial arts recovered, but he has even gone to the next level, and he has faintly competed with the evening bell who has cultivated into a magic sword!

Now he is full of self-confidence, even if he is facing two strong enemies at the same time, he only has a fighting spirit in his heart, and there is no intention of retreating.

The sword of the falling goose, a dream.

It is also one of the many collections of Yingquan, and its shape is also the most exquisite among all the famous swords in Yingquan's collection.

It is really appropriate to use it in the hands of the wild goose, what kind of person, what kind of sword is used.

"Boy, you are too arrogant!" While Feiying also stood up together, he naturally felt the sword qi on Luo Yan's body, and his face gradually became heavy, Sunset Yan did not make a move, it was just a female doll who shot it, and it was said that she was the founding disciple of Yingquan.

In the case of protecting a wasted person, they still escaped from the pursuit of the two of them with ease, which really amazed the two of them.

In other words, they don't think they could have done better in that situation.

"This is not arrogance. Luo Yan looked at the two of them and said, "But I will explain a fact to you, your head, the master's subordinates!"

Luo Yan didn't pay attention to the others, the main purpose of his coming down was to kill the two people in front of him, and he also believed that the rest of the people didn't have to do it themselves at all, the Dongfang girl and the senior sister and the third junior brother were enough to wipe them out.

This is the confidence from the thousand machine doors.

In addition to the Thousand Machine Gate itself, there is no more information about how much power is contained in the Thousand Machine Gate.

Dongfang just used his qi to lock Yu Wence aside, as if the terrifying momentum of a fierce beast, Yu Wence, who was originally confident, had already begun to secretly doubt himself whether it was a mistake for him to come here.

There are a lot of people he unites, in addition to the desert heroes, there are also the three Ming kings of Laozi Tubo ** Temple, the poison Taoist people in Xiangxi, the two swordsmen overseas, plus the disciples brought by the desert heroes from outside the fortress, there are also more than 30 people.

The most time, they are all first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

Although there are only four people in Qianjimen here now, the momentum of the four people has completely suppressed the momentum of the thirty people on the opposite side, except for Yuwen Ce, who still has the power to fight back, the rest of the people can only simply resist.

Luo Yan's long sword lightly pointed at the desert shuangxiong, and said provocatively: "Dare to fight with me!"

"Why don't you dare!" the blue wolf could not be provoked, especially by the person in front of him.

"Good!" the goose swayed in the wind, and its body was already floating, skimming towards the surface of the lake on one side.

"Ding!"

The geese stepped lightly on the surface of the lake.

"I didn't see it, this kid still has such light skills!" Flying Eagle frowned slightly, he is called Flying Eagle, and the powerful part is a hand of eagle claws, as well as the light skill known as the first in the grassland!

As soon as the so-called connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was any, and now the light skill of the wild goose is not inferior to himself, or even surpassed!

At least I can't do it myself.

But in terms of speed, the flying eagle is not lagging behind at all.

Just as the wild goose had just stood still, the flying eagle also stopped not far from him.

The two ripples in the surface of the lake also kept colliding and then scattered.

Aura, this is the aura of the two.

The subsequent blue wolf was not to be outdone, although his light skills were not as subtle as the two, but after all, he was a master of fame, and he also stopped steadily on the other side of the falling geese, and the flying geese faintly caused a pinching attack on the falling geese.

"Native chickens and dogs, come together!"

Holding a dream of falling geese, the whole momentum has risen to the peak, with a hint of freedom in the sharpness, but there is a boundless killing intent hidden under the leisure.

The swordsman is either the emperor of a hundred soldiers, or the king of a hundred soldiers, or a gentleman among soldiers, but in the final analysis, it is a murder weapon, a murder weapon used to kill.

Swordsmanship is a killing technique!

Man, sword, swordsmanship, the combination of the three is killing.

Luo Yan has always been a murderer, although he has a glamorous appearance, but he has never denied that he is a murderer, regardless of whether the person who died in his hands deserved it.

Just before leaving Youzhou, his one move Huang Liang fell asleep and Nan Ke swords, and 80,000 sword qi exploded in an instant, and 50,000 Turkic warriors survived less than 3,000, even if it was the remaining 3,000, everyone was injured.

Even if it is the evening bell of the demon, I am afraid that there is no murderous aura like Luoyan!

The falling goose is the biggest killer among the thousands of machine gates, and now the edge of the killer star has pointed directly at the desert two heroes.

Luo Yan was not wrong, because the 50,000 men almost killed his father, and the desert two heroes were not wrong, because the night rain killed their only personal disciple.

Now the two are facing each other, not a battle between right and wrong, but a fight that has to be made!

The murderous aura of the wild goose has been silently poured into the sword dream from his body.

The eagle's pair of claws, as well as the wolf knife in the hand of the blue wolf, are also ready to go, knowing that the falling geese show a little flaw, they will definitely not keep their hands!

"It seems that the two of them are dead. The evening bell, which had been paying attention to the falling geese, slowly withdrew his gaze and sighed softly.