Pirate’s Infinite Wings

The lord of the Heavenly Devil Sect looked at the seven people with a smile, his eyes were contemptuous, his face was arrogant and unruly, his eyes burst out in two bloody radiances, his slender onion-like long fingers waved, Look like smart nature in the flowing lake.

"kill!"

Suddenly, the devil lord's fingers were sliding, and the black light behind him let out a piercing roar.

The dark clouds and dull smoke rose like a devil's dance, as if accompanied by pain, despair, curse, anger, hatred, and unconscious power. In the middle of death, countless lives trembled in fear and unconsciously. If the hurricane shuttled through the empty space, it would immediately fly away opposite his figure.

"Hmph, damn sissy, put your grandma's farts, you grandpa Hu, I'm shaking the ginger world, you haven't got your teeth yet!" Don't count how much dirt you've done when no one dares to clean you up thing? "If you hit me in front of me today, be honest, die!" A burly man growled, punched, and immediately smashed dozens of demon masters in front of him into dust.

It was the bandit leader from Qingjiang World who refused to come back. Hu's hair and beard are as messy as grass, still the same, stained with blood, clothes, rags and patches, but a fist like electricity, containing the mighty power in the world, swings his fist as if God is drowning In the void, surrounded by his master, almost no one could block the power of his fist.

Compared with a few years ago, Hu's strength is obviously innumerable, he is covered with a cloud of light gray and golden shield flames, he looks fearless, and the strength of both fists has soared. These two tufts of gold blazed like flames, burning straight from the air of the dreadful black mist.

Twilight

A strange force erupted.

The sky and the earth around this bandit head resemble a twilight scene. The atmosphere at dusk was tumbling like Wang Yang, and the turbulent black mist suddenly stagnated for a while and subsided for a while. He couldn't get closer to that person's side for more than ten meters.

In the western sky about two kilometers away from them, a fierce battle was going on frantically.

A handsome guy in a water-blue robe, the purple jade on his forehead shone with dazzling brilliance, holding a long sword in his hand, like the condensation of green wind, the sword kept waving, tearing the void, the whole body The figure is almost at its peak. Ordinary martial arts can't catch it.

no no

Blue sword lights surged from his peak one after another, and the majestic waves passed by, even subtle cracks faintly appeared in the surrounding gaps.

It was another elder who was wrestling with him. Although he is older, he seems to be in his twenties, handsome, with a strange halo on his forehead, despite being a patriarch, and so on.

"It is doomed not to destroy the emperor. You are like a pack of dogs. As a young master, you interfere in other people's affairs. This is beyond your control. It is really difficult for you to be a real fool!" The evil spirit of the gods He was aggressive, swept out from the sharp sword energy, and was forced back by his strong resistance.

"The kingdom of heaven does not distinguish between clans, collusion with foreign thieves, contact with villains of the Qing Dynasty, I will not kill the emperor, and I will not let one of them go!" Nanfang Tiezhuang's voice was very majestic, and his momentum rose to the extreme. ..