Death is sometimes the best destination; Yunxiao looked indifferent, looking at his hands in a daze, these hands are about to be stained with blood again, although he is unwilling, but, since he was born in this world, he should go with the flow, want to get out of the mud without staining, that is the realm that a fool should have, so sooner or later he will die in the mud, and then let others smell his stinky corpse, fan his nose in disgust and say: Look at this is pretentious, the momentum is just a bunch of self-deceptive guys. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

- Kill, avenge the senior brother - Everyone shouted, shouting to kill the sky, and the dazzling gods covered the sky, shattering the void and shattering the earth, vowing to wipe out the clouds.

Once the killing begins, it is destined not to stop.

Kill!

The roar of the dragon elephant - a roar of the heavens and the earth shattered, the huge dragon elephant covered the sky and the sun, and the long trunk of the elephant emitted a sound wave of destruction.

One shouted, he was a member of the Demon Clan, and he was ordered by the Tiger Clan to intercept and kill Yunxiao, because someone from the Tiger Clan had died at the hands of Yunxiao.

More than a dozen tiger men immediately stepped forward, their bodies were tigers' heads, their mouths were wide open, and the terrifying tiger roar was like a thunderbolt rolling in from a sunny day.

Buzz!

The clouds retreated, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that there are hundreds of hands here, masters!

Pedal - Kick and kick back.

Kill - he must not be spared, someone yelled, vowing to kill Yunxiao.

Yunxiao sighed, it seemed that he was about to open the killing ring.

-- Are you afraid of Ziyi! The cloud ghost asked poorly.

There is a big man who is not afraid of purple clothes, and the little Lori closes her eyes and hugs Yunxiao's neck vigorously.

- Then let the master kill happily, the sky is full of fighting spirit, and his black hair is flying wantonly.

With a loud shout, Yunxiao pinched his fist mark and threw out a punch; this punch was like the arrival of humanity in ancient times, and the fire of civilization was bred in the decaying rocks and dry grass and trees; only waiting for an opportunity for a spark to start a prairie fire.

Boom!

That is the power of humanity, it is the sorrow of humanity, all beings only know that there are immortals, and there is still a sense of humanity; the clouds and the sky burst out with a punch as if to envelop the eternal sorrow of this humanity; this is the sorrow of the general trend, the endless sorrow.

The void seemed to be weeping, and the earth was sinking in sorrow.

Humanity is reckless - a loud shout, the void collapses, and eternity grieves.

- Quick, stop him, someone in the Taiyi Holy Land shouted, and the eyes of the Eighth Senior Brother of the Ziwei Holy Land shattered, what kind of move is this punch and why even the heavens and the earth have great compassion.

Mother is not right, I should not be jealous of your beauty, covet your beauty, should not kill my father, no, I am not wrong, who let my father's old immortal take your beauty, I dare not - a person yelled, actually told such a secret, Yunxiao was furious, it seems that he is not wrong, this person should be killed, it is better to kill such a pig and dog.

With a cold drink, the clouds were like frost, and it seemed that humanity was really rotten to the bones.

Poof!

Two scythes fell from the void, and poof—the man was split in four by the scythe, blood gushing from his corpse.

You deserve to die if you are in the company of such a person--Yunxiao is selfless at this moment, like an ancient black-faced judge.

Yunxiao turned into an iron-faced judge at this moment, a pair of iron fists, shattering the void and splitting the sun and the moon, hitting the earth upside down, and the lives were like mustard at this moment, and Yunxiao shot mercilessly.

- Boy, stop, the black tiger finally couldn't sit still, seeing that there were no less than ten people in the tiger clan who died under Yunxiao's hands;

The three of us joined forces, even the ground-level disciples, and they didn't want to get benefits--Shoot, Meng Hao, the fourth senior brother of the Taiyi Holy Land, shouted.

A peachwood sword in his palm suddenly bloomed with sky-high green qi, it was a pure armor wood breath, he didn't expect Meng Hao to have such a treasure in his hand.

- You can be proud that the kid can die under my peachwood sword- Meng Hao roared.

Broken Water Sword - One sword breaks the river!

The light of the peach wood sword skyrocketed, and the brilliant green sword qi formed a series of small emerald green swords, densely packed, slashing! With a loud shout, ten thousand swords fired together, and the void was all stirred up.

Look at me - Nine Dragons ascended to heaven, that was the eighth senior brother of Ziwei Holy Land Tiankui drank loudly.

A nine-dragon coiled halberd suddenly appeared in his palm, and the halberd was simple and exuded a breath of time.

It is rumored that there is a mysterious immortal soldier in the world, he is the two ancestors of the Jiaolong clan, whose head and head are like scissors, and the tail and tail are like sharp blades; all things cannot stop their scissors, that is, the golden Jiaojiao scissors that have been passed down through the ages.

At this moment, Tiankui can actually conjure up a scissor form, and the halberd in his palm must have an extraordinary origin.

Roar!

Nine dragons formed scissors, and the void in front of them was like the most fragile piece of paper.