My Disciples Are All Sand Sculpture Players

"Bang!!!" Accompanied by the roaring sound, this fist of Wang Fei Saojita hit the immortal general corpse Ming Wuyou firmly, not only blasting the immortal general corpse Ming Wuyou to the ground with one blow , directly smashed a big hole, and even shattered the bones of the immortal general's corpse, and the immortal general's corpse, Mingwuyou, spit out black blood directly!

For the first time, the immortal general who was considered invincible in the audience was actually injured!

"Did you fall down? Stand up, I just lit up!!!" Wang Feisao Jita stood in the air, raised one hand, and waved at the immortal puppet Ming Wuli who was blown to the ground, Haki Roared loudly!

What about the fairy general?

You'll still be hit with your face on the ground!

"Damn it!!!" Seeing this scene, all the players on the scene were boiling, and the blood that had been intoxicated for a long time in their bodies was completely ignited with Wang Fei Sao Jita's Haki pressing across the audience at this time!

If one day You Sheng can hold a cup like Wang Fei Saojita, he will have no regrets in his life!

"Damn it!!! Wan Wuji, Shi Fang Mie, you go up together!!! Three immortal generals go up together, this emperor doesn't believe that he can't kill this Wang Fei Saojita!!!" Seeing the corpse of the immortal general Unforced to be beaten to the ground, the Great Emperor of Zhenzhen Prison couldn't hold back anymore, so he gave an order directly!

"Wow!" So at the next moment, the second immortal general, Wan Wuji, and the third immortal general, all in one step, are ready to join forces to deal with them~ Wang Fei Saojita!

"Fuck! Shameless!"

"Dammit, three against one, don't talk about martial arts!"

"What three-on-one? What are you talking about??"

Hearing the order of the Great Emperor of Zhenzhen Prison, many players scolded one after another, saying that the Great Emperor of Zhenzhen Prison is simply not wanting face!

But the normal players were all speechless, three-on-one? Are you serious?

However, at this time, many players were worried that although Wang Fei and Sao Jita had the upper hand for a short time, the opposite Immortal General Shi Puppet was almost unscathed, that is to say, the combat power of the two sides was basically the same!

One-on-one is fine, if Wang Fei Saojita wants to face three immortal generals at the same time, I'm afraid he will die!

what to do?

At this time, who else can stop the other two invincible generals?

But at this moment, the seven figures stopped the two immortal generals.

"?" Zhenzhen Prison Great Emperor was taken aback for a moment, but then smiled dismissively.

Because these seven figures are the disciples of Yan Huang Sect First Generation, such as Xiong Jianqiang, who is indomitable.

Just now, these seven figures were defeated by the immortal generals one after another. Now even if they jumped out together, do you really think they can stop the immortal generals?

Unless there are seven of them, just like Wang Fei Saojita, they will fuse together!

Fusion...

Thinking of this, Zhenzhen Prison Great Emperor's complexion changed drastically!

No way?

No way no way?

Disciple of Yan Huang Sect, it is impossible for all of them to merge, right?

However, the fact remains that the hammer at the speed of light blasted the face of the Great Emperor of Zhenzhen Prison!

"Both, brother Lu Fei has already done this, so we, the masters of Yan Huang Sect, can't fall behind!" 39MC Shinhwa said hoarsely.

"Well, although I'm not used to it, let's do it!" Little Master with the tip of his tongue nodded in agreement.

"Huh?" Only the farmer was a little confused and didn't seem to understand, but he would not reject the two companions.

So soon, with the flash of three rays of light, the figures of MC Shinhwa, Little Master Tong and the farmer disappeared!

When the light merged into one, the second figure suddenly appeared!

To some extent, this figure is nothing like the terrifying existence of Wang Feisaojita!

"Below, Yan Huang Sect is the strongest Taishang, the head of the Mythical Farm!!!" With a whisper, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

0....... Ask for flowers....

She has a kitchen knife in her left hand, a brick in her right hand, and a bamboo basket with a lid behind her.

The figure that looks like an old farmer exudes a terrifying aura that is not worthy of Wang Feisaojita!

"Damn it!!!

"Fuck! 99

"Can I fucking sleep in a trough?

Seeing the appearance of the little head of the Mythical Farm, the players present were in an uproar again!

This……

Is this even possible?

The fusion of the three masters is the only one...

Little head of the mythical farm?

A kitchen knife in the left hand and a brick in the right? Carrying a bamboo basket behind your back? Are you three big brothers serious?

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Please, tell me it's not true!

Wait, there seems to be something incongruous in the bamboo basket on the back... Could it be... No, don't go into it any further, you can't go into it!

When the players were in an uproar, the little head of the Mythology Farm had already stepped in front of Wan Wuji, the immortal general who was following the Wanhan Immortal.

Wan Wuji didn't speak, but raised his hand, and it was the cold rune condensed by one hundred thousand ice laws, which burst out from all directions in an instant, directly freezing the little head of the Mythical Farm into an ice sculpture of the Ten Thousand Years ice level!

Instant kill!

Obviously, Wan Wuji didn't let go of the water at all, and the first move was lore, trying not to give the young master of Shenhua Farm a chance to show off his power!

This is the real power of immortality. Normally speaking, under the immortals, even the Great Emperor of the human race can't resist it at all!

However……

"Crack!!!" Accompanied by a shattering sound, the huge Ten Thousand Years of ice that froze the Little Master of the Mythical Farm was broken open by two terrifying giant claws, one green and one red!

"The attack of the immortal general, that's it?" The head of the Mythical Farm spoke leisurely, with a bottomless aura of terror! Chuan.