Jin Yong Martial Arts Otherworld Rampage

Ye Qingxuan has no morals to deal with the people in the magic gate. When he treated Li Daozong and Yan Jueyuan as opponents who were not deadly enemies, he still had a hint of idealism. Lincoln once said that it is best to destroy the enemy. The method is to turn the enemy into a friend.

In Li Daozong and Yan Juezhen, Ye Qingxuan did this.

But it was just that they did not die at that time. If they were treacherous and wicked, I am afraid they have already become the soul of Ye Qingxuan's sword. At this time, the man in the magic gate is the best counterexample. Ye Qingxuan didn't ask right and wrong, but just looking at their killing methods, he knew that these **** perverted madmen with their hands full of blood could not survive between the world.

Wow!

The pig, the pig, the island, and the novel w.uu, who had absorbed the blood of Wan Jiange's female disciples, were spit out by Ye Qingxuan, and he was sucked back by one of his moves. With the kick of the opportunity, Ye Qingxuan Fei caught up, and it was planted on the beam.

"Where are all Wanjiange ..."

The middle-aged woman yelled before, "The disciples listen to the orders-Wan Jian penetrates the heart!"

咻咻 咻 ——

More than ten surviving Wan Jiange disciples, Shan Jian, were lost on the back, pointed his right hand a little, and the sharp sword gas flew out of his fingertips, and instantly penetrated the body of the master of the purple robe on the beam above his head ...

Once, twice, three times ...

Straight through the sore holes in the cargo hole, the body is no different from a honeycomb, dripping with blood ...

No doubt Ye Qingxuan once again won the gratitude of another Shuzhou giant.

Ye Qingxuan's footsteps were in a series of steps, and in his cries, he avoided the punch and kick of Cairo's Emperor Tianjun and Emperor Lan Lan, tripping under his feet. A wave of the palm. Tianjun, who followed him, set off a follow-up. Is preparing to step forward to fight the calamity, cold enough to prevent a soft foot, the ground collapsed a large piece, the lower two daggers came straight toward the lower abdomen.

Ye Qingxuan hurriedly rolled to the side, and the corner of the eye recognized the man in the black robe who was almost stabbed by Li Muru before. He didn't think of the figure in the black robe who looked quite majestic, but he was secretly thin mouse. At the same time, it was also guessed that the people who could escape under Li Muru's sword at the time should rely on this kind of soil work.

Ye Qingxuan tumbled for two consecutive times, and the ground kept stabbing a dagger. If he was not fast enough, he was afraid that his hands would be smashed by the opponent's dagger attack.

Ye Qingxuan was a little tired of coping at the moment, and the blades were all around him, with numerous punches, and more than ten masters besieging him.

Uh ...

Suddenly, a large volley of hidden blasts came from all directions, and the masters of the magic gates exclaimed and hummed. Accidentally closed and backed up.

In the corner of Ye Qingxuan's eyes, he saw Tang Lin and a master of Tangmen struggling to shoot. To save himself from danger, he could n’t help but nodded, especially one of Tang Men's, which made him unable to bear it for a moment.

It is "Six Reincarnation" Tang Yan——

I saw that his face was gloomy, and his left and right hands suddenly punched, and suddenly pressed ... In the flying secret weapon, something suddenly spun up and turned suddenly, and the two magic masters could not turn around the hidden weapon, which he did not expect. Suddenly he was hit and screamed, and the corpse fell flat.

"The sting is awful!"

Luo Jutianjun pressed his palms in anger, patted two reincarnation knives into the ground, and his body went straight to the master of Tangmen to cut off Ye Qingxuan's external help.

Tangmen's disciples retreated, leaving only Tang Lin, Tang Yan, and a young woman with a stunning appearance approaching the enemy. The three people cooperated tacitly, and their martial arts skills were extremely high. Luo Yantian Jun was suppressed for a while, and he had to split another army. This gave him a slight advantage and suppressed the attack by Tangmen masters.

On the other side, Ye Qingxuan, who got rid of the pressure around him, pressed a single palm on the ground, and the whole person bounced off. At the same time, the ground collapsed again, and a loud bang showed a huge palm print. The cracked ground was marked with a blood arrow, but it was Ye Qingxuan who slammed the ground with [the dragon's eighteen palms], crushing the underground Demon Sovereign.

"Get up!"

The moment Ye Qingxuan turned up, his left hand made a move, like a dragon sucking water. The slate on the ground was broken and the earth rolled back. The figure inside flashed. The master of the marmot prairie hiding in the ground was sucked by him. Come out.

Then he turned over and kicked back, and made a note with the sneaking Lord Surayu, kicked him, and at the same time, he flew forward with the help of an eagle, passing the struggling figure in the mud. In his hand, the volley turned back and flew towards the mid-air beam ...

"Stop him!"

In the order, more than ten masters of the magic gate flew forward ...

"Look here!"

A figure flew out of Leng Wufang's oblique fork, and a round black tube was stretched out in the air, as if an extra large artillery battle. Ye Qingxuan took a breath of air, and the speed was very fast. It suddenly turned over the beam, and the magic in his hand The master of the door was nailed to the beam by him as well.

At the same time, there was a loud muffle ...

The mid-air is like a peacock opening the screen, the brilliant colors are mapped into everyone's eyes, and people are dazzled ...

What a beauty!

No matter it is a master of magic gates flying in the air, or a righteous person who fights on the ground, this moment feels like this. It's just that Xuanwu, the Lord of the Demons, stared at his eyes at this moment, and for a while, uttered a bitter applause: "Quickly open!"

Unfortunately, his reminder was too late.

The splendid rain, although not fast, was wide enough, and it looked so fascinating that one couldn't help paying more attention. There are too few people who can wake up in time and evade rashly.

In an instant, there were countless colorful needles in the bodies of more than six magic gate masters, screaming screaming, the body was like a rainbow, became colorful, fell silently from the air, and had an indescribable beauty!

Those who can survive in this overwhelming salvo are only lucky enough and fast enough to respond, and there are only six or seven people who know how to use the same body to resist flying needles.

As for the master of the magic gate left on the beam, it has been covered by the rainbow, and the guard is no different from a hedgehog. Can't die anymore.

"Storm Pear Needle !?" Xuanwu Yuzhu frowned.

"Ten Strange Poisons of Wulin ... 'Colorful Yunluo' !?" Li Muru looked dignified.

"Wrong!" The figure flashed in midair. Meng Yuanzhang, carrying a huge rocket-like cylinder, turned over and landed. The guy on the beat sang, "This is a super-enhanced version of‘ storm rain pear needles ’, plus the out-of-print‘ colorful Yunluo ’....”

"Peacock badger !?"

Ye Qingxuan raised his head from the beam and exclaimed with an exclamation. What the hell, isn't this the "peacock feather" in Gulong's "Seven Weapons" novel? It's just that this form is too lacking in beauty, like the bazooka equipped by the uncle of the PLA.

Meng Yuanxu hesitated and gave a thumbs-up to Ye Qingxuan and said, "Hey, a little literary. This name is good. Yes, this thing is called peacock 翎!"

Whispering, the figure flew to.

Tang Lin and Tang Yan of the Tangmen came together with that unparalleled beauty. Everyone's face was extremely ugly.

Tang Lin asked in a deep voice, "Meng Yuanzhang, where did this thing come from?"

Meng Yuanzhang quickly hugged the big cylinder and said nervously, "What are you doing?"

The wind next to the wind chimes is more powerful than the wind chimes, and the voice is so crisp and clear: "My brother asks you, please tell me!"

Meng Yuanzhang looked sideways, a piece of clear water hibiscus, bright and brilliant. At this time, his frowning gaze was staring at himself, and Lao Meng suddenly made a loud noise in his head. Amazing, couldn't help but said, "Well, who is this big girl, she's grown up enough ..."

"The traitor!" The woman was furious immediately, and she stretched out her hand and lost it.

"Little girl ..." Tang Yan and Tang Lin quickly stopped, but couldn't respond.

Then Meng Yuanxi exclaimed, but his shot was not slow. He shook his hand, and a black cloth unfolded directly. The "broken soul sand" was dropped on it, and the coefficient was firmly stuck without dropping one ...

"My sister's poison is enough!" Meng Yuanzhang had no fear and kept talking.

"'Dingfeng Banner' !?" The three juniors of the Tang family were all pale.

"Surround him!" Tang Men's elder Tang Zhong appeared in the crowd, and an order was given, and Tang Men's disciples immediately surrounded Meng Yuanzhang in a waterless way.

"Meng Lao Liu, what the **** are you doing?" Ye Qingxuan cursed from the beam. At present, this situation is definitely a scourge caused by Meng Yuanzhang. Otherwise, how could the current enemy Tang Men actively take the initiative?

Meng Yuanji shrugged innocently.

At this time, Tang Zhong shouted in a deep voice: "Tangmen III ancestors are good at making secret tools. There is only one enhanced version of the" Storm Pear Needle "in the world, and it is still in the grave of the ancestors of the third generation ... Again, this" Dingfeng Banner " Five hundred years ago, the things used by my enemies of Tangmen, Tangmen's disciples paid a great price to kill the enemy and capture the flag. They were also buried in the graves of Tangmen's martyrs ... Meng Yuanzhang, the person who stole my grave of Tangmen's sages is you ! "

"You can't say that!" Meng Yuan filled with indignation, slammed his chest, and drank Shen: "Brother and I are bright and clear, swear to heaven, this thing is definitely not my steal ..."

Seeing that everyone in Tangmen was keeping an eye on themselves, Meng Yuanxi shouted, "There is a grievance and a debtor. The master is my master ..."

Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly, raised his thumb, and praised: "Good apprentice of senior Baili!"

"Is the show over?" A throbbing sound rang from the other side.

"Do you shit!" Ye Qingxuan and Meng Yuanxun were impatient at the same time, turning their heads and scolding.

In the eyes, two extraordinary characters, one black and one white, stood standing in the center of the main hall ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a bald man with blue claws and a white hat.

"'Ghost Claw' Nie Tu?" Ye Qingxuan's eyes narrowed, and he immediately recognized that the man in black on the left was the last "Ghost Claw" Nie Tu in the 36 days.

As for the other bitter man with a dead mother's expression, Ye Qingxuan didn't know it at all.

Ye Qingxuan yelled, "You old stick, but you came to revenge that sword?"

Wow

The crowd was surprised. There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Ye Qingxuan defeated Nie Tu, the "ghost claw". The original news was not bragging, but the truth ...

In an instant, everyone looked at Ye Qingxuan and immediately raised N levels.

Meng Yuan quietly moved closer to the side, facing the stunning beauty of Tangmen, quietly whispered, "I also have my credit for that time ..." (to be continued ...)

PS: Second. Continue later.