Chariot of Doom

To a certain extent, Lu Wenhao has already stood at the peak of this kind of practice at this time, and he can look down on many of his peers.

However, this is obviously not enough to scare Ye Hao. Now he's an alien among human monks, and like all strong physiques, their fighting prowess is nowhere near measured by the way they're practiced!

"Son, I will let you know about our martial arts school." Qing Yang decided "power!"

Lu Wenhao strode forward, his breath surrounded his body, and he had already flown to the limit of his blood. The blue mark was also shining, surrounding the majestic spirit, and it was the mark in the tank.

At this time, Ye Hao and He Ying struggled and separated temporarily. On the surface, this round of confrontation was equally divided between the two.

But in the eyes of onlookers, it is obvious that Ye Hao will still be better than others, although he is still standing there completely, but Ye Hao also has a calm face.

With one enemy and two people who can calm one person, Ye Hao must obviously be higher than the opponent in this kind of confrontation.

The thousands of handsome young men around the barren land are unexpected, but this 15-year-old and 6-year-old young man's methods are so terrible that even Lingbao's powerful life can't do anything to him!

"Well! Don't wait on God, let's tear this boy to pieces as best we can!"

Kong Chan's light floated above his head, He Ying's face was poisonous, his eyes were full of murderous intent and anger.

Just now he had the right to launch seven or eight points of this life treasure, but he didn't expect to win the boy in the end. What was even more angry was that the "Spirit Fire" who had been tested repeatedly was beaten by the other side with his bare hands.

It's a shame for Ha Young that his own transformation doesn't stand out among the eight barren hills. If the cicada with the treasure of He Ling is not invincible, it is a huge blow to He Ying's unfettered heart!

"Okay! Use your scepter to let him know what's going to happen to us!"

Lu Wenhao nodded heavily, and stood side by side with Ke Lanying, his face became more and more fierce.

They won WW1 and then had to lose face on the hill. Instead, they became boys' names.

This is obviously something the arrogant Lu Wenhao can't bear! "boom!"

The war broke out again, Lu Wen and Ying, both of them no longer had any reservations, and they acted with all their strength at this time.

In Lu Wenhao's hands, the high-level spiritual weapon forged imitating the weapon of God and Valkyrie, with runes flowing, the head of the weapon is shining in the night sky, and every weapon is erupting with terrifying power.

"kill!"

On the other hand, He Ying, an oil refiner, was also unwilling to show weakness. The blue lamp was hanging on the sky cover. ferocious breath.

Ye Hao had just shown his fighting power, which made the two of them close their eyes, and started the killing for their lives. This incident is destined to make the former famous in Bashan and even the world.

But if the boy becomes dead, he will not be blessed even if his name is big.

At this moment, Lu Wenhao broke in his heart, beheading Ye Hao had become a top priority.

Um!

However, Ye Hao's behavior was equally shocking. At this time, his face was cold again, and he had already rushed over at close range, with his right hand drawing a rainbow between his fingers, the purple magic wand and sword shadow were all red, and his left hand was not idle. Every blow comes. All fresh, no horse.

Seeing this scene, the bystanders in the distance were full of awe. This kind of war is rare even in today's Bahuang Mountain. The intensity of the struggle even surpassed those of the leaders of the three major leagues.

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