Plundering the Heavens

After a fierce battle, Lei Jiu was already covered with injuries, and the beasts were still fighting.

He really does not deserve to be the minor part of the first nine songs of the Eight Devils. The first battle of the Emperor of the Emperor, under the siege of many masters, is still dead, and now his right arm is smashed, chest A large hole of blood sprayed like a pulp, a battle armor was broken, one eye was inserted with a sharp arrow, and a large piece of flesh was peeled off on the left leg, revealing the bright red muscles that opened.

The people who besieged him, at least there are more than a dozen masters who built the peaks in the early stage of the foundation. They are the generations of Tianjiao of a certain family, but under his **** battle, they have said that they have lost four or five people and killed them. Other days of pride are everyone's chills.

"boom……"

Someone caught the flaw in front of Lei Jiu’s body and stabbed it.

Lei Jiu is inconvenient to avoid, not to dodge, a tiger cub, hard to live with a long sword, this sword stabbed into his body, and even can hear the clear flesh of the smashed "噗", that The person who is in charge of the sword is going to be very happy, but Lei Jiu has locked the sword with the flesh, and then grabbed it with a big hand, and the shining thunder was turned into a big hand, and the monk was brought over!

"what……"

Lei Jiuyi, the two hands grasped the monk, hands hard, tore two.

The **** rain rolled down, and the face of the thunder was smothered. He ran down his broken armor and passed over the body.

Tore the opponent, the enemy **** battle!

This blood seems to give him new anger and war, and strode forward.

"Who dares to fight me?"

He was like a wounded lion, violently, walking forward.

Bang!

It is clear that his figure is a bit awkward, but it is like a mountain. Walking forward, no one can stop.

The monks stunned and retreated, and no one dared to go forward.

"You... is a group of rats, what is the qualification to kill me?"

Lei Jiu violent, speed up the pace. A rushed toward the left front of a monk.

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The monk yelled and flew in the air, not daring to face the thunder.

"He has been injured, and he is still jealous of him. He killed him together..."

There was a monk who drank and sacrificed a large net with barbs. He and several other monks seized the corner of the big net and stumbled toward Lei Jiu. Lei Jiu could not dodge. Let the big net entangled him, the sharp barbs pierced his body, even straight into the bone marrow, hooked his bones, but he did not seem to feel the pain, hard to bring the big net to the opponent to kill go with.

"boom……"

A monk was beaten by a punch and his blood was broken.

"Hey..."

A monk grabbed his arm and threw it off. Suffering from injury.

"Hey..."

Lei Jiu shot the arm in his hand as a spear and pierced a monk who wanted to attack. Nailed in the void.

However, there were also escaped monks who violently tore the fishing net and pulled a large piece of flesh from him. Lei Jiu looked more like a blood man, and he was seriously injured. If it is a mortal, even ten will die. Even at this time, he is only supported by his own cultivation. He was unwilling, and he was not willing to be besieged and died. He felt that he was too bad to die!

"Well, I dare to rebel, why don't you dare to fight me?"

"Lei Jiu is here, and if he is guilty of chaos, it is hard to escape the crime of death. Come up and fight me?"

Lei Jiu violent, he has not been able to catch up with other monks, can only desperately scream and challenge others.

"Up and up, go up and kill him, only one breath left..."

"Light let others, why don't you?"

"There are few strong heads in the nine songs, and whether he is a running dog of the emperor's family, it is a character..."

The monks have their own thoughts, and they dare not come forward to face the murderers under this imperial seat.

Even the blood that was first provoked by the party’s "attacking swords and robbing swords" was also squandered by Lei Jiu’s one-man war. At that time, everyone retired and there was no previous That is vying to grab the appearance of Lei Jiu, but you push me, and let a good circle beside Lei Jiu, where Lei Ji looks where, there will be people rushing and then retreating, it is difficult to beat his front.

"Haha, are a group of rats, no one dares to fight me?"

Lei Jiuhe laughed a lot, and he was so passionate that the blood beads that flowed on his body splashed around like red fog.

"I am going to kill you..."

At this time, a voice chilled, and after the repairs, there was a figure of sitting across the sky, holding a three-footed gun and stabbing it over, the body of the gun, the entanglement of the gas, the horrible power of the horror, the poisonous dragon Generally, it was stabbed in front of Lei Jiu. At this moment, Lei Jiu also rounded his eyes and took a deep breath. Shen Sheng said: "Han Ying, you are qualified to fight with me, come on!"

In the loud noise, his left arm was entangled with thunder, and he slammed into the cyan rifle.

Even with one arm, even if he is inconvenient, he has to fight Han Ying, one of the four masters of Xi'an. "Oh..."

Long shots, like a dragon, are invincible.

Lei Jiu’s fist is also a thunder light shining, gathering all his spiritual power, and his power is invincible.

The thunder on the punch is shining, even more dazzling and more powerful than his heyday.

This punch seems to have all the unwillingness and indignation in his heart, which represents his last unyielding intention.

All the monks have raised their minds, and their eyes are not instantaneous. It depends on the two strongest strikes.

But when Han Ying’s gun stabbed before Thunder’s body, he was about to collide with his punch. Suddenly, Han Ying’s gun trembled and stunned, and even dozens of gunshots were revealed. Nine that boxing came, but it broke into the air, and Han Ying’s guns became illusory. When the phantom disappeared, the gun went straight through Lei’s chest and a heart was on the tip of the gun.

The bird is silent!

The public repair did not expect that Han Ying’s gun did not collide with Lei Jiu, but avoided his edge. He was inconvenient to move and shot his heart. This is a normal tactic, but at this time it seems But it seems that people feel abnormal.

Lei Jiu’s crazy demon warfare is chilling, but he also gave birth to some admiration.

There are a lot of monks who think that Han Ying has a battle with Lei Jiuyi and wants to give him the last tribute.

Unexpectedly, Han Ying pierced the heart of Lei Jiu, and did not give him a chance to vent his last heart anger.

The thunder that was entangled in Lei’s fists gradually disappeared, which symbolized the thunder of his last anger, and did not hit anyone.

He looked at Han Ying’s eyes, and he was also angry and more disappointed and lost.

He said nothing, but his eyes seemed to be blaming Han Ying for being a coward.

Han Ying was expressionless and looked at him indifferently: "What qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

Looking at Lei Nine's angry and disappointed expression, his ice-like face even revealed a sigh of relief: "I still have a sense of honor in the slaves? You are strong, and it is just a fierce dog. What qualifications? Fight with me?"

After saying this, he shook his gun in his hand and slammed the thunder and thunder. He screamed and screamed, and on the rifle, he blew up and threw the body of Lei Jiu into pieces, a piece of blood. The fog scattered in the square, swallowed by the surrounding black fog, only one head left, fell, was provoked by Han Ying, brightened in front of the crowd, and drunk: "Lei Jiu is dead!"

The sound waves rolled and it was very far in the dark fog.

The monks in the dark fog glimpse together, and they screamed in unison... "Haha, dead?"

With a loud laughter, a boy with a golden wing behind him flew over and shouted eagerly.

When Han Ying saw him, he smiled and threw the head of Lei Jiu.

"Scratch, bloody, evil, not disgusting?"

Fang Xing snorted and kicked the head of Lei Jiu, and then laughed: "Brothers, attacking swords, grabbing swords..."

The sound shook the four wildernesses. Not only did the monks in the black mist hear it, but even the monks in the tumbling valleys of the chaotic dragons below heard it. For a time, the voices were full of anger, and of course, many monks listened. Pouting, I wonder who is the brother of you? But look at the face of the little devil head, and follow the face of the sword, and cheered!

"set off……"

The party went straight to the sky, and the black fog was like a tide, flying in the direction of the sword.

This dark fog, which covers the sky, is like a big banner, stimulating the sky and the underground, the madness of all monks.

"Take the sword, divide the sword tire!"

Numerous people shouted, flying from the ground, rushing into the dark fog, joining the robbery army.

No matter who they are, no matter what attitude they hold towards Huangfu’s family, no other choices will be made at this time.

Going to the emperor's house of his grandfather's family, the emperor's family is majestic and prosperous. Where is the sword fetus placed in front of him important?

For a time, the group repaired like a fish, all covered up, tightly behind the black cloud, killing in the direction of the sword, is a disciple of Da Xueshan, also under the leadership of Xiao Xue, chose a part of the daring , covering the head, joined the robbery army.

If you don’t say anything, mentioning the robbing of the emperor’s family, anyone who listens will be heart-warming!

At this time, Fang Xing and Jin Wu had covered the hills with the cover of Wan Lingqi, and fell silently on a hill. Looking at the large black fog and the endless monks adorned behind, the square felt a bit spectacular. Haha smiled, said: "His grandmother, this group of **** is not stupid, usually for the Huangfu family's hand to beat the sky, at the crucial time, the grab will also grab..."

Jin Wujun smiled and said: "You are a black pot, how do you deal with it?"

Fang Xing hated and said: "This group of **** wants the little master to carry the black pot, and the younger master takes them as guns, let the Dapeng evil king lead them to attack the swords, and attract the attention of the eight demon guards. Let's sneak in from the back door..."

Jin Wu’s eyes lit up: “Isn’t that all the swordsmen to pick us up?”

Fang Xing proudly smiled: "Let's see if you can take it away and let them attack an empty sword..." (To be continued)