The Secret of the Seal

Hua Jin’s words spoke out the voices of the people, and the voice had not yet landed. The Zhaofu guards squatted in front of Huang Xiuze, and they filled the ground in a blink of an eye.

Huang Xiuze expected that things would develop like this, and the whole person was both surprised and moved, and could not help but stay.

Zhu Hexuan laughed and said, "Huang Xiuze, it’s hard for everyone to die like you. Are you supposed to say something?"

Zhu Hexuan said as he continued to sneer at Zhao Weihu. This made Zhao Weihu, who was already furious, even more mad, and screamed, regardless of disregard, took a hand and went straight to Huang Xiuze.

"Bold!" Chen Chang burst into a burst, this will have to be shot, but was stopped by Zhu Hexuan. [

When Chen Chang looked at him with suspicion, Zhu Hexuan was mysteriously screaming at the Zhaofu guard.

I saw a Zhaofu escort, and at the moment when Zhao Weihu took the palm of his hand, he stood up in unison, like an unbreakable steel wall, holding Huang Xiuze behind him. At the same time, hundreds of spiritual powers gathered together and turned into a huge colorful light column like a dragon, and slammed into the palm of Zhao Weihu.

Hundreds of monks shot together, and the scene was spectacular. Even though Zhao Weihu is a tenth-level monk, he feels no small threat at this time. And the ones who shot themselves are all loyal to his subordinates in the past. The key is very shameful.

Zhao Weihu's face turned from red to green, then turned from black to black, and a murderous suffocation filled the whole body, and it was very dusty.

"Not good! This crazy tiger wants to go crazy again!" Chen Chang brows his face, his face is full of layers of worry.

Zhu Hexuan sneered, "He wants to go crazy if he wants to go crazy. We have so many masters here, can't stop him?"

Chen Chang and Zhu Hexuan are talking about this. Zhao Weihu suddenly broke out there, and countless spiritual powers have turned into a 'meteor shower'. Even the same Zhaofu escort, one is not willing to let go, the imposing downfall .

The power of the tenth-level monks is naturally extraordinary. Especially when this big move comes out, it will be a Guardian of Zhaofu, and Huang Xiuze will be thrown into a 'mire pool'. The huge pressure will be squeezed from all directions. Not waiting for the 'Meteor Rain' to fall, Huang Xiuze and others have already felt a strong death threat.

"Brothers, fight with the surname Zhao!" Huajin steel teeth bite, the big drops of cold sweat on the forehead slipped, but the look is ten times more firm than before. Suddenly, the sky screamed and screamed. In an instant, the group was excited. Hundreds of Zhaofu guards, along with the subordinates of Huang Xiize, such as Wen Qishan, gnashed their teeth. Compared with Zhao Weihu’s offensive, the weaker and more spiritual powers in the air reflect each other in the air.

"When you are a car, don't be self-sufficient! Let me die!" Zhao Weihu is even more angry, and his palms are swaying, and he wants to kill.

I didn't expect these guards who belonged to Zhao Weihu. At this time, in order to protect themselves, even their lives were gone out. Huang Xiuze was naturally moved. In such a difficult situation, can he not die with them?

A thunderous scream, from his mouth, straight into the sky. In this anger, Huang Xiuze's nine-level cultivation was not reserved, and all the brains were released. Like a bucket of light and light, it made a big effort, with an imposing momentum, rushing straight toward the sky, the meteor shower.

After Huang Xiuze’s first arrival, the thick light column was like a general who led the army and horses. He took the lead and led his own soldiers, fearlessly rushing into the enemy.