Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Three ancestors, what good nonsense with him, kill him, supernatural power is ours!" Zhou Yucheng yelled at the side.

"Also!" Zhou Deyuan nodded, striding toward Ling Han, and the atmosphere of the sacred world was unfolding. It was both a deterrent to Ling Han and a deterrent to other people. It meant that this kid is my dish, you have to start before you start. You can get a look at it first.

Ling Han looked at the Zhou family, and could not help but murder. Before Zhou Deyuan’s shot, he missed the cover. If there was another chance, he would break Zhou Deyuan’s body.

I didn’t care about accounting with them before, but now I’m coming to my door. Ling Han still needs politeness?

He smiled faintly and said: "The so-called gun-headed bird, no one else has moved, just two of your silly birds jumped out. Isn't this what it is to find death?"

"Let's relax, in front of the three ancestors, where are you arrogant?" Zhou Yucheng said, if the realm is not as good, he really wants to rush to tear the cold.

Zhou Deyuan was also gloomy, his right hand was explored, and the veins of the road were intertwined to form a ray of light. He snorted and grabbed it toward Ling Han. Yuan Li condensed and turned into a larger palm, falling from the sky and facing the cold. The past.

Very fierce, the purpose is to take the cold life.

Ling Han stood still, waiting for the big hand to shoot down, he shot, a sword mans made out, hehe, this big hand was divided into two, smashed.

"Ah!" Zhou Deyuan snorted and held his right hand with his left hand. He saw that his right palm was marked with a hole, and the blood was overflowing. The blood dripped onto the ground, and the earth shook.

The blood of the sacred warrior. It is definitely a treasure medicine, encountering Dan Shi who has no scruples. It can even be taken for medicine.

Zhou Deyuan quickly blocked the loss of blood with Yuanli, but he suddenly found that there was a terrible sword in the wound, and his power was crushed in the past, and countless wounds were sealed.

Blood is still flowing.

How is this possible, the strength of this kid will be so strong, a sword will make him hurt so heavy?

Zhou Deyuan could not believe that the district was a junior infant. Before he was scolded by a knife, he bowed his head and recognized it. Even the anger was afraid to reveal it. If the other party is so strong, then he still has a fart?

"Three ancestors!" Zhou Yucheng cried a little tremblingly. In his mind, the four ancestors of the family should be able to sweep the existence of the world. How could it be a loss in the hands of a kid?

Zhou Deyuan is both the arrogance of his arrogance and the confidence. Now the three ancestors were actually injured by the other side of the sword, and suddenly let him play the retreat. He is afraid of having a case.

"Old dog, you have to find death, I have to fulfill you!" Ling Han did not offer a cherished sword or a magic sword, just now he just pointed and waved. But with the magical power of thunder for nine days, it is this magical power that ravages the other's wounds and does not allow the other's wounds to heal easily.

"The old man is going to kill you!" Zhou Deyuan yelled. He sacrificed a knife and danced to the cold.

call out. A knife cut out, more than a dozen feet long. Turn into a raging dragon.

Ling Han also issued a sword. After all, the other side is the existence of the peak of the gods. Before that, he could say that he had beaten the other side, but it must not be underestimated. He sacrificed the magic sword, and against the person like Zhou Deyuan, the magic sword is enough.

- If the magic sword and the existence of the spirit, will certainly be very wronged, I think that I am also a ten-order spirit, actually want to fall to the degeneration of the gods?

Brush, Jianmang played, only Zhang Chang.

The power of Mang is determined by the length and thickness. The longer and thicker, the more terrible the killing power of Mang. Therefore, when seeing the awns that Ling Han played only a long time, Zhou Deyuan immediately settled in his heart, and Zhou Yucheng also recovered his confidence. He actually doubted his ancestors, and he really could see the kid.

puff!

Sword Mang and Knife Mang strike, hey, Knife Mang is actually broken from the middle to two!

The two knives are still swept up according to the original trajectory, but they are drawn from the left and right sides of the chill, so let's not let it go. But Jian Mang is like a peerless soldier, and continues to sweep toward Zhou Deyuan.

Zhou Deyuan was shocked, and quickly swayed his body to hide, his face was covered with horror.

How could it be that his knife mans were inferior in the quality of the swordsman, and the direct confrontation was smashed by the swordsmanship of the other side. It was as if the rotten wood sword had encountered the real sword and it was destroyed.

He couldn't help but tremble. The swordsmanship is thicker and longer, the better, the more lethal. Like Jianqi, Jianmang also depends on two other points: the understanding of the warrior and the weapon ranks.

That sword!

Zhou Deyuan never believed that Ling Han’s understanding on the kendo far exceeded his mastery in the knives. Then there was only one explanation. The spirit of the other hand was too high in the grade, which led to the swordsmanship being extremely fierce. In terms of quality, it not only makes up for the gap in a big realm, but also crushes him in reverse.

"Haha, this is also the old man!" He decided in his mind that Ling Han relied on the benefits of the spirit, not how his own strength was achieved - although the spirit is also a part of the strength.

He once again smashed out and unfolded his body. He wanted to let Ling Han sway his sword with dazzling speed. He attacked Ling Han again and took the sword and magical power.

Ling Han stood still, as if he could not capture his body shape.

Zhou Deyuan couldn’t help but be overjoyed. He’s already in the shape of a rush, and he’s suddenly smashed out and cut his neck to Ling Han’s neck.

Let's die, die!

Brush, a knife smashed, Zhou Deyuan was a hi, then shocked, his front did not have the shadow of Ling Han!

There was a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. Sure enough, he sounded a voice behind him and said, "Why, are you looking for me?" He tightened the chrysanthemums, and he was cold and sweating like a waterfall. I quickly turned around and slashed.

Brush, the knife light is moving, and it is cold and cold.

However, it is empty again!

Is it?

Just when Zhou Deyuan’s heart and heart were split, there was a voice behind him: “I’m not playing with you.”

Do not!

Zhou Deyuan just wanted to yell, hey, only to feel that the vest was cold, he saw a sword tip worn out of his chest, which had already smashed his heart. He was angry and shocked. He was actually stunned like a cat, but his mouth was sneer.

You are too small to look at a sacred situation. How can it be so easy to die when he reaches such a height? His vitality is too strong, and how the heart bursts, he can use the power to condense, and then take the life-saving treasure, still can live!

But you can pass a sword through my body, I will wave another knife, how do you hide?

Zhou Deyuan wants to go back and get out of the knife, but immediately exerting his own strength is like a flood that has opened the gate. It is actually a leak, how can it not condense, hey, he has no strength to hold the knife, the knife falls, The sharpness of the knife tip was actually cut off half of his right foot!

What is the difference between the disillusionment of the protection of the Yuanli and the refinement of the body? (To be continued.)