Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 625—The Power of One (Second)

Han Qiu’s sudden punch made Han Xin a big surprise. His cultivation was far worse than the Qiuqiu King. He punched it. Han Xin didn’t even see the fist, and he bursted with a black fist. A wolf-shaped helmet suddenly appeared on the door of Han Xin, and it fell heavily on Han Xin’s face. A pain rang, Han Xin was hit by a punch and slammed into the inner layer of the tent.

As soon as a series of squeaks came, the curtain between the inside and outside of the tent was knocked open, revealing dozens of female singers in the interior. These female celestial eyes saw Han Xin flying in with a red and swollen face, and they could not help but scream and scream. The various flying swords magic weapons were like the raindrops.

A cold sigh, the black flames of the two groups in the scorpion kings squirmed rapidly, and numerous black lines rushed out of his pupils, hitting the female celestial body. The magical sword of the flying sword was stagnant in the air at the same time. The female princes of the Qiuqiu dynasty shouted: "Bold, all the way to the king!" Like the puppets controlled by the silk thread, the female fairyes stumbled and looked at each other. The godless five-body cast land was on the ground, posing a position to let the king of the hills kill and kill.

The eyes that are hidden in the shoulders of Han Xin are bright, this is the technique of prohibition, this is this! The black light from the scorpion king's scorpion is exactly the same as the black light attached to the sacred god. Apparently, the king of Qiuqiu and the one who had handed down the characters of Yan Dan and others had an inseparable relationship. This secret prohibition means is an ancestral township means in the family of Daxie. It is impossible for too many people to know.

Do not want to play the wishful thinking, he figured how to be able to subdue the king of Qiuqiu, and learn his ban. But he looked at the high-prince priest who sat on the cloud bed without saying a word, and then looked at the sturdy and sturdy Qiuqiu Wang, who was not wisely dispelled the idea of ​​forcible robbing. The cultivation of these two people is too strong, and it is far from their opponents.

A boxing down Han Xin, the dozens of female celestial beside Liu Bang were simultaneously subdued, and Qiu Qiu Wang snorted and reached out and grabbed Liu Bang’s neck.

Xiao He, who stood on the side, sighed softly. He shouted: "Why should the king of Qiuqiu be so aggressive? You can dare to look at me when you look at the king of Qiuqiu?" The three-color pupil in Xiaohe’s throat whirls rapidly, and blinks in the blink of an eye. Turned into a magnificent and bright light curtain, Sensen evil force came from Xiao He's nephew, and there was a sudden shock around the void. It seems that some wonderful things happened.

Yanqiu Wang snorted and looked back at Xiao He. He whispered: "Why don't you dare?"

When the eyes of the two men touched, the body of the Qiuqiu King suddenly became shocked. His movements became extremely slow and stiff. It was as if his gods and flesh were frozen by ice, and he lost the vitality of the arrogance. The two black fireballs in the scorpion king's scorpion gradually faded, and the smell of his body gradually dissipated. His soul seemed to have been sucked away from an unknown space, and he could no longer control his body and his strength.

Suddenly, Xiao He snorted, his forehead cracked a hair-thin but a crack of an inch long, a trace of blood stretched out of the wound and gradually slipped down his cheek. However, the brow of the king of Qiuqiu is cracked with a thumb thickness to see the white bones, a huge wound with half a foot length, a lot of blood is constantly pouring out, and the upper body of the Qiuqiu King is dyed in the blink of an eye. A bright red.

The low-lying pain of Qiuqiu Wang shouted, his hands slowly raised, and he wanted to go to Xiao He’s neck. However, the speed of the rotation of the three scorpions in Xiao He’s scorpion is getting faster and faster, and the hand of Qiu Qiu’s hand has just been lifted less than half a foot, and it is slowly lowered. Xiao He’s body suddenly shook, and his chest squirted a finger-thick blood arrow and broke through his clothes. However, the chest of the king of Qiuqiu cracked a fist-sized hole. The hole in the hole spurted blood before and after. The body of the king of Qiuqiu smashed and suddenly softened on the ground.

Xiao He's face became more and more white, and gradually his skin became transparent like crystal. Through his transparent skin and muscles, he can see that his skull is a magnificent black gold with numerous runes and entanglements. His skull is like a normal skull. It has become a powerful force. The fairy, this is a terrible magical power that uses itself as a material to transform itself into a fairy with the heavens and the earth. Even the three scorpions in his scorpion are all made up by him!

In the sound of '咔嚓', Xiao He’s two leg bones were broken together, and the Qiuqiu king was crying. His two leg bones smashed from the root of the thigh to the toe, and all the bones were shattered in an instant. . The legs were twisted into a strange shape, and the king of the hills was sore and blue, and the cold sweat continued to flow out, but he still could not get rid of Xiao He’s strange control.

The weakness of the Terran Warrior's soul is too weak, and it is exposed at this moment. I didn't have time to protect my soul, and I didn't even have time to wake up the soul of the beast that was sleeping in my soul. The Qiuqiu King was controlled by Xiao He's strange eyes and was extremely hurt in an instant.

On the side of the jade, the high priest slowly stood up. He opened his eyes and the raging fire in the scorpion burned. The two blood-colored pupils in the wildfire almost occupied his entire eyes. The crazy dragon humming sound continued from the two groups of wildfires. Come. The high priest of the jade sneer sneered: "Be brave and timid! In front of the old man, dare to hurt my big prince, hey, I really thought you were angels, wouldn't you dare to move you?"

The high priest of the jade sneered a sneer, and slowly pointed out a finger to Xiao He.

When it was said that it was too late, Zhang Liang, who had been standing on the side, suddenly shouted. His right hand waved a four-foot-and-a-half-inch squirrel with a slap in the air. A clear and melodious man’s voice came from the pen: “沧海怒, 古岳崩; 星河散, 昊日空!”

A large shock, the flash of light, Zhang Liang holding a large pen, like a blacksmith who hits the iron, a heavy one squatting on the back of the high priest. Zhang Liang screamed: "The jade priest, dare to attack the angel, are you trying to provoke a battle between Daxu and Tianting?"

This does not know what the way is, has extremely terrible power, and even the beggars hidden on the shoulders of Han Xin feel the sensation fluctuations in the pen that are enough to match the atmosphere of Miao Ying Gong. Just listening to a dull thunder, the unprepared jade priest screamed, and the seven squirts spewed a large number of wildfires. There is not much blood in the body of the jade, but it is filled with the fire of the tragic green and wild fires associated with the life of the jade. This blow is equivalent to the fact that the ordinary people are beaten seven times, and the jade is suddenly received. Extremely heavy injury.

The anger turned and turned, and Yuxi angered: "Taiyixian, which is the great power to lend to you? The confession, the wound behind the Taiyi singer, you have to be shameless? Are you crazy? You Dare to hurt the old man, dare to hurt the king of Qiuqiu, do you really want to fight with me?"

Zhang Liang clasped a large pen and stopped at Xiao He. Zhang Liang, who is like a star, looks at the jade, and smiles faintly: "If it is not the hardship of the Qiuqiu king, how can we make such a thing? Hanwang has been seriously injured, and the king of Qiuqiu is so rude to treat Hanwang, this Things are spread out, I am afraid that our heavens take up the truth, do you have a big reason?"

Proudly smiled, Zhang Liangg first said: "Even if you go to the front of those people, the training will not be our heaven?"

‘those’? Don't blink your eyes, who are the people Zhang Liang said? Is it a group of people, or what else exists?

Zhang Liang, who didn’t know the head and tail, obviously made the old priests of Yuxi a big jealousy. He was going to be angry and angered. He took a break from the jade that Zhang Liang and others smothered on the spot, and suddenly dispersed in the body. The mana that is about to be sent, said in a low voice: "In any case, you should first stop! If you really hit the king of Qiuqiu, even if you have a Taijinjinxian support, you can’t really please!"

Zhang Liang smiled slightly, and was about to greet Xiao He to let go of the controlled Qiuqiu King. The fierce dragon screamed from the body of the Qiuqiu King.

This dragonfly was small and slight at the beginning, just like the bugs in the grass in the middle of the night. But in the blink of an eye, the sound of the dragon's squeak became high and high, just like the first thunder that sounded when the sky was opened, and the huge roar of the countless sounds spread out to the surrounding.

The power of the crowd, the tents of the people were blown up, and countless tents and camps were screaming and screaming. Thousands of soldiers mourned and flew by huge sound waves, and flew out their hands. Even the four walls of the Crescent City, which had just been rebuilt, were smashed, and the large and small buildings in the city collapsed at the same time. Numerous megaliths were shocked and flew out.

The rear mountain was also shaken by a huge roar of hundreds of miles. On the side of the Crescent Lake, thousands of miles of waves were rolled up in the horizontal, and countless fish, crabs and crabs in the lake exploded. Die.

In the tent, Zhang Liang, Han Xin, Fan Wei and others were shocked by seven spurts. Liu Bang, who was lying on the cloud bed, was screaming and screaming. The beggars hidden on the shoulders of Han Xin felt like there were tens of thousands of thunders blasting in his ears at the same time. His eardrums shattered and the Venus flashed in front of him. He didn't know where he was in the middle of the day.

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The heaviest injury in the tent was Xiao He who used the three scorpions to control the king of Qiuqiu. A blood arrow spurted out of his mouth, and spewed out a dozen feet away. A lot of blood spurted out like a fountain, as if all the blood in his body was squeezed out by this roar. The three scorpions in Xiao He's scorpion have two splits, which have been formed, and it is obvious that his sacred secrets have also been hit hard.

With the ruthless laughter, the body of the Qiuqiu King slowly floated.

Coldly looking at Liu Bang standing on the cloud bed and licking his ears, Yan Qiu Wang sneered: "Is this a serious angel?"

With a burst of laughter, the king of Qiuqiu suddenly had a jade knife on his hand, and he slammed down Liu Bang’s neck. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to *** (***.***) to vote for the recommended ticket, ***, your support is my biggest motivation.)