I Am Supreme

It is necessary to know the stone throwing offensive in the Four Seasons Building. Every time it is dispatched, it will be the operation of the whole body. It will be rotated after dozens of times and get a very short return time... Again and again, once Again...

It’s no surprise that there is no pause.

We are also human beings, not good at iron.

It’s just a little bit of a short return time, and what is the use.

Including those who have the bones of God, they are also tired like dead dogs, and it is hard to continue.

"This is not a decisive battle. It is clearly doing a coolie. It is better to take a knife and come soon!" The people lamented.

"Why is Yun Yun so perverted... Even if there is resilience, it is also the flesh and blood. We are all born and killed many times. After encountering such super-intensity output, we still feel that we cannot bear it, and it is difficult to load..."

"How did Yun Yang survive? He is ten times more tired!"

“Does our willpower really be so much worse than others?”

Everyone’s heart has such doubts.

This kind of battle, the first time in my life, but such a weird thing, but also the first encounter in my life.

Generally, this Tian Xuanya decisive battle, the weird things that I have encountered are actually one after another, one after another, it’s so sweet!

As a discerning person, a wise man, and a wise man, Mr. Year is obviously already skeptical of everything in front of him.

"The tactics should be correct, but how can this happen? Is it treacherous?"

Who is Mr. Year, what is the organization of the Four Seasons Building, the largest organization of the Tianxuan continent, the wealthy people are unimaginable, and there are many miracle medicines. It is a reasonable thing to save lives back to the Yuanzhi, but at present Under the attack of strength, Mr. Nian and others are far from keeping up with the speed of their own energy consumption. Otherwise, it is so bleak.

Mr. Yen has a feeling that Yun Yang will continue to consume the 20 people who are waiting for himself. It can be consumed to the end of the world and can be consumed to the end of this world!

How could this be?

There is absolutely no reason for this!

Where does Yun Zun get such resources? If there is such a resource, the nine singers will be so badly suppressed by the Four Seasons Building. This is completely illogical, or there is no logic at all!

"July! You have stormed three times in a row, and you will take a break and regain your breath as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

"Other people cover, normal offense is good!"

Mr. Year’s eyes flashed with complex light.

If it is... you really have a backhand, it is worth my life to exchange for this truth...

If you don't... just stay strong...

Then, there is nothing to say.

......

In July, the whole person rushed out of the lightning. First, the two heavy-duty Xuantiefei knives burst out with the momentum of breaking the stone. Then they grabbed a hundred-cubic-weighing Fangtian paintings, and they floated away. Soaring to the sky, slamming, straight down!

This blow is far superior to all the offensives before, and there is a great temptation of Mount Tai and the trend of the North Sea. It is hard to resist!

Yun Yang’s knife tip was picked. First, the dozen or so hidden weapons that were lingering around him were all shaken out, and then they were plunged into the blade of God’s will, and the sound of the sound was slamming. The style is hard like a square painting of a comet flying.

when!

The knife slammed into the moment, but seeing Yun Yang’s body sinking like a heavy burden, the other side’s attack made Fang Tian’s paintings too heavy, even if Yun Yang had been wary of the heart, Not scorned, but still struggling.

I don’t care if this is heavy, it’s still a blessing.

Isn't the other party not at the touch? But... finally changed the tactics?

Yun Yang felt that something was wrong in the moment of contact, the blade was eagerly rushed, and the body had a whirl, and the whole person had turned into a rotating Changhong.

The move was not to evade the enemy by speeding the way, because the blade of God in Yun Yang’s hands surged to a few feet in length, such as a long spear, and the counter-attack quickly reached the extreme. !

In July, Fang Tian's paintings hit the head and made a hard fight with Yun Yang. Although he felt that the body was like the uncomfortable feeling of lightning, but the iron and steel castings of the cold iron in the north of the whole body did not. Destroyed in this hard fight, under the shock, flew up.

In July, he saw the opportunity to benefit, and once again tried to squeeze his own limit. The whole person fell back with the trend of flying, and Fang Tian's paintings fell again and again, and then attacked Yun Yang.

To deal with such a weapon of the gods, you can't use the killing, so winning by force is the best choice!

According to common sense, the timing of July’s control and choice is perfect, and it is harder for anyone else to do better than him. But today, this campaign is a big mistake and a different day. !

But seeing a giant long knife, it suddenly appeared, and the high speed of the sky was high.

Before and after, I had to play the moment between the fingers, and the long knife was close at hand, and it was desperate!

How is it so fast! ?

When I arrived in July, I felt that my body was cold and cold, and my eyes were black. Fang Tian’s paintings still went away with the original trend, but it turned into the most stable block, and there was a hard hit before the battle, even though Long knife deformation, the final result will not be too far away, right? !

In July, the heart secretly prayed.

However, the next moment, in front of July, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, a real hell, stunned.

It seems that the legendary 18-year-old Yin Cao has appeared in front of his eyes and is clearly revealed.

It is also a momentary finger. The consciousness of the gods in July is no longer clear. I only feel ignorant. I feel that all the enemies killed in my life seem to be concentrated here at this moment.

Countless souls and ghosts, full of eyes, rushed to the front of themselves, and asked for their own soul!

He couldn't help but exclaim, but his chest had already felt the blade cold, and the cold cover came.

Yun Yang seems to be so tired that he can't even lift his hands, and the action is even more uncertain. Now, how can there be such an amazing speed?

This is not right!

In July, I have no time to think more. The current murder is a foregone conclusion; the instinct is going away and life is first.

And his retreat momentum must have at least a few dozen feet.

It is a pity that he just started to retreat before he started to move. There was already a figure interception in front of him. What is faintly visible is a chilling purple, but full of death.

In July, he was screaming and screaming, apparently asking for help.

It is a pity that it is already a luxury, and the other party will not give him this opportunity.

The shadows are flashing again, and they are close to each other. In July, they have already come into contact with Yunyang, which is full of cruel eyes.

After that, he only had a cold feeling in his chest. It seemed that there was an ice cube that suddenly fell into his heart. The feeling of this moment, even some inexplicable refreshment, was a bit of a relief...

The next moment, it seems that the neck position has the same coolness.

The hands that have always been stable have lost all their strength.

With the blade of God's blade, the squadron of the squadron, the scorpion, and the scorpion, smashed the dust and dropped the dust.

The last sight of July's eyes is only the rest... It seems that suddenly there is a dead body with no head. At this moment, his thoughts are already chaotic, and he thinks about it: "Who is this body?... Why didn't you have a head..."

Then everything is ignorant.

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