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With the long chant of the golden eagle, the catching **** suddenly rose into the sky with an extremely aggressive attitude, and the wind of the yam burst and rolled up.

Humming ~

As soon as a thunderbolt flashed through the sky, the Yanyan sword groaned like a thundering dragon rising up from the sky, and met the red sun king who looked like a big sun hanging down:

"Old man, you **** it!"

Boom!

The thunder blew up.

The airflow of Wu Haohao's soup suddenly spread in the sky, and the exhausted air instantly swept through the clouds, like a large mushroom cloud wavy on the sky.

Hundreds of miles!

Between the mountains and mountains, Wang Jianglong stepped into the air, and his mighty palms rushed down like rivers and rivers.

Under this palm, the mighty flames seem to fall into the boundless ocean, and they collapse and extinguish.

降 Wang Jianglong, who can send out the strength of the sun to the palm of his hand, communicates and shakes with his true energy, and it is the infinite water vapor between heaven and earth.

Xun Zheng's so-called goodness is good, and dragons have no regrets.

"That is?"

With one palm, he shot the smoke and flames burning down the mountain forest. Wang Jianglong seemed to feel it, and looked up.

I saw a mass of diffused mid-air like mushroom clouds, red light and purple electricity staggered with each other, and large clouds were rendered in red and purple.

Farther and farther, a frosty dragon was snarling and chasing a wing spreading like a giant hawk made of gold.

The speed of the giant eagle is obviously not as fast as that of the cold one, but it is more flexible in the sky. Although the danger is around, it has escaped the cold and several cullings.

The airy latter roared again and again.

Both are heaven and earth, and it is natural to devour each other, and no strange beast will give up the opportunity to devour the same.

Boom!

Boom!

In the sound of murmuring thunder, the two men fought quickly from the sky, crossing the sky.

The air flow exploded wherever it passed, and the heavy air waves spread in all directions.

The speed of the two is extremely fast, and the pace is Li Xu. The speed of the fight is overwhelming. At first glance, it seems that the two are fighting each other.

The crickets and the blazes of light and flame are like thunderbolts.

Instantly, the two had already fought for a few rounds.

"The Red Sun King and Liu extended!"

The King Wang Jianglong's eyes condensed.

I recognized the two men who were fighting above the sky.

The Emperor of the Red Sun is an old demon who has been famous for six years in the Demon Sect of the Six Prisons, and Liu Yanchang has been known as a **** catcher and has enjoyed court worship for many years. The magic soldier Yan Yandao is well-known in the world. He has deterred Dafeng Wulin for many years, and countless people hate his teeth.

He Wanglonglong naturally did not recognize the two.

The time when Qi is different from Qi Qi can only be briefly condensed into the air. Once the veins of God are formed, the mind and spirit that can envelop the world within a few miles of the Qi, can not be said to be walking in the air, but it is also leisurely to fight in the sky.

It's just that the speed of God's veins is not as fast as the exotic rare beast that can be born to fly.

"The old beast on Red Sun, **** it!"

I watched the fire that stretched for hundreds of miles, and Wang Jianglong's chest was undulating.

Among the martial arts, even some real scums are far from being as unscrupulous as the Six Prisoners.

There may be a lot of evil people in Anonymous Decent, but there are no good people in the Six Prisons.

"Liu Yanchang is not Hongli's old man's opponent, but he may not come alone ..."

The thoughts flashed through in his heart, and Wang Jianglong did not intend to intervene in the confrontation between the two, and his body turned around, rushing towards the forest.

Wherever I passed, the fireworks went out, like Tianhe flooded the world.

Although the red sun **** it, the rapid spread of fire was even more urgent.

Boom!

After a violent collision, Liu extended his shape and flew hundreds of feet upside down, smashing heavy airflow.

Uh ~

In the midst of flying backwards, Liu extended his shape and shivered, and the thunderbolt-like sword light swept across hundreds of feet, like the thunderous thunder chopped at the shiver that was roaring.

I saw that the golden eagle was going to be swallowed by the cold urn, and stiffly endured the red sun king's blow into the empty palm.

Howl ~

The chill was so violent, the cold air spewed out of his mouth, and the ruthless body smashed the chopped sword light stiffly.

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed away towards the Golden Eagle King.

At this moment, in his eyes, nothing is more important than this golden eagle.

红 In the sky, red light filled the sky.

"Liu Yanchang, apart from this mouthful of Yan Yandao, you really have no place to get into the old man's eyes."

Hong Ri Fa Wang laughed loudly, and the sound waves rang in all directions:

"Too bad! Too bad!"

Humming ~

When Emperor Honghong stood up in the air, when his arms were open, his coat suddenly fell, revealing a magnificent old man from Angzang. An extremely hot, brilliant atmosphere rose up.

Suddenly, ten miles into the sea of ​​fire, the ubiquitous air was roasted and the folds occurred.

The brilliance that erupted in an instant was even more dazzling than the three rounds of big sun that lit up above the sky!

It's hard to look straight.

The next moment, he walked on, and Liu's killing intention had completely covered that Liu extension:

如此 "So, let your husband take you on the road!"

Boom!

With one palm in the air, ten miles away!

The palms of the burning flames shattered the heavy air, and the terror of the mountains and the sea shattered away.

Cut off his steps to rescue the Golden Eagle!

Do you want to save that beast, or do you want to pick me up?

There is no need to announce it, and the will of the Red Sun prince rushed into Liu Yanchang's heart.

Hong Rifa's heart knew that he alone could never fight Dafeng, and he relied on the rare top beast of the world.

寒 蛟 's speed is unparalleled in the world, even the Golden Eagle King of Han taste palace has a lot to do.

But this Golden Eagle King is the only thing that can catch up with him, so this Golden Eagle must die!

"Old man, you look down on me!"

In the killing intention of Liu Ruchao, Liu extended his long hair, and the goose-knife, which was so clear in the palm of his hand, slowly made a buzzing sound:

The trowel light burst instantly.

It is like a volcano that has been squeezed for countless years at this moment.

The countless knife light burst out from the palm of Liu Yanchang's palm, as if the stars were falling in the sky, and the beautiful scenery contained extremely cold murderous power.

Fighting method, red lightning thunder knife!

"What do you think I dare to kill you ?!"

Under the light of Han Sen's sword, Liu Yanchang's cold voice blew.

The next moment, the two have collided again in the sky!

Boom!

The rushing two-color light burst and burst, like a meteor bursting in the sky, and the violent two-color light tore the infinite air flow in all directions.

"You are far behind!"

Xun Hongri's King responded indifferently, holding the palms of the horizontal pushes suddenly, as if pinching Baizhang space in his palm.

Then, with a punch like a sun, he shattered with the sword, with the fierce momentum that seemed to break the world.

Aggressively rushed to Liu Yanchang.

He struck with a punch, separated by hundreds of feet, the turbulent air had torn Liu Yanchang's shirt.

But a smile appeared on Liu Yanchang's face.

"Ok?!"

The red sun prince was extremely keenly aware, and his heart raised a warning sign the first time:

"not good!"

But it's too late.

听 Only listened to a painful scream.

One person squeezed out from the belly of the eagle, and contained an extremely vigorous and vigorous foot, stepping heavily on the head of the cold man who wanted to devour the golden eagle.

I do n’t know how long the person has saved, but this time, the cold body ’s indestructible body could n’t bear it. After a scream, flesh flew.

The head of a house-sized head slammed and blood spewed ten feet high.

Sudden by the outbreak of this mighty power, it seemed as if she had lost all her strength in an instant, and fell from a hundred feet high.

Boom!

The mountain shook swiftly, soots and smokes accompanied by a roar of pain.

Suddenly, with this outbreak, the man smashed the wall of anger in front of him, raging against the wind.

掠 Sweeping hundreds of feet at a ghostly speed, and in the scream of the air stream, he punched into the back of the Red Sun King!

The masculine punch in the feminine yinrou has not yet been hit, and the terrible aura has ripped the red sun king's shirt!

The Red Sun King could not help but utter a roar of anger:

"Cao Tianji, you **** it!"

"Let our family send you to death!"

In the raging and squalling gust of wind, someone came out with a sharp laugh like an eagle crying:

"Earth in heaven!"

"Come on!"

At the same time that the punch punched out by the Red Sun King Bomber dissipated, Liu Yanchang also cut again!

Gorgeous sword light, like the thunder of a flash, is about to reach the top!

"You want to kill me, you are not enough!"

Red Sun King roared.

The aura of vigour that has accumulated for hundreds of years erupted.

To the naked eye, the air wall around his body spread out like a circle of heart. All tangible and intangible, smoke and dust, the blade of light and the power of the wind, were all isolated.

He is a big sun **** known for decades by the Red Sun King!

罡 Once this big sun **** is launched, the Red Sun King becomes like a real sun!

Almost instantly, the surrounding has become an invisible fire and purgatory, Cao Tianzhang and Liu Yanchang's clothes, their hair was almost gasified almost instantly!

"kill!"

But the two did not retreat in the least, carrying the pain as if thrown into a pan, and hit hard under the magnificent Big Sun God!

Boom!

It's like a meteor falling to the ground, like a sky knife splitting the sky!

With the roar of the Red Sun King, two figures flew down from the sky at the same time, and blood sprayed down like rain.

He did not wait to land and was vaporized by high temperature evaporation.

The motion of the collision was so huge that even Wang Jianglong, who was extinguishing the flames, was alarmed.

He looked up and saw the flames in the air, and the air flow swelled.

"Neither Cao Tianzhang nor Liu Yanchang are opponents?"

The king Wang Jianglong was shocked. The old devil was afraid that he would have achieved the strongest state in the world.

"Old man, next time you meet, it's your death!"

Xuan's soft and cold laughter, the Golden Eagle whistled in the sky, catching Cao Tianzhang and Liu Yanchang.

He then raised the height of thousands of feet and overlooked the clouds.

The higher the maggot flying, the more sensitive the heaven and earth aura will be. Once the veins burst out at a high altitude, it will inevitably lead to thunder.

That ’s why, at this time, the cold and heavy hit, the offense and defense have changed!

"Old man!"

延长 Liu extended his blood away from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold and his heart vibrated.

The arrogance of this red sun lord is beyond his imagination, and it is only one line away from the gods.

However, at this time he was already injured. If the two fight hard, they may not be able to kill him here.

But how could they fight him dead?

"You all, **** it!"

The blood-stained Red Sun Pharaoh stood in midair, and his face was iron-blue.

But when he calmed down, he was suddenly surprised: ‘how could I have the idea of ​​fighting with them? ’

He came to Dafeng, one for the revenge of Feng Qingxuan being killed, and the other for pouring out the depression of twenty years of retreat.

I never thought of fighting with Dafeng.

After being taken aback, where did the Red Sun King still not know that he had been conspired by someone, it was because he had affected his spirit in some strange way!

But who has the ability to let himself be silently and silently?

Is it Hanzhang Palace?

The runner king?

He is still a real moon worshiper?

still is.......

Red Sun Fawang's eyes turned red, and his momentum became more and more surging. His murderous spirit seemed to freeze the sky:

"Who is it? Who dares to plot this seat!"

"Natural ..."

The sound of the gurgling waves echoed, and a faint cloud-like sound suddenly wafted in a burning wood.

Jie's voice was bland, but all the abnormal sounds in the mountain forest were suppressed at once, and exploded in the ears of the Red Sun King:

"it's me!"

"you......."

An extremely incredible light flashed in the eyes of the Red Sun King.

看 He sees extremely clear.

It is an old priest with white robes, black shoes, and white hair.

The old Taoist fell down and sat down in the thick smoke, the flames of smoke could not approach his body at all.

Suddenly the sound of sound waves exploded in his ear.

Suddenly the old priest stood up suddenly.

At the moment of his fingertips, his white hair turned into blue silk, his skinny body filled with it, and he stood upright, his eyes lit up like two small suns.

No, not just his eyes.

寸 Every inch of his bare skin seemed to be glowing and shiny, so that the blue and black blood vessels in his body and the extremely complicated network of Qi veins appeared.

His body, like a collapsed mountain, suddenly stood up, and the momentum rose into the sky.

He then stepped on his feet!

Boom!

The general bang sounded in shock.

With the brilliance of a sudden burst of light, the ground was shaking like waves. In an instant, the countless mud and sand and the grass and ash left after violent burning burned up dozens of feet.

The Laoshan stone rolled down, the earth shook, and countless black rocks that were blackened under the fire burned apart!

That little hill fell under this step!

Immediately, An Qisheng rose into the sky among the gravel, sand, grass, and ash rising from the heavy curtain.

Howling in the wind, the clothes trembled.

Wu Anqisheng suddenly raised his palm, the joints exploded like thunder, the palms turned and printed, and pushed sideways!

It is the first style of Sanshou, Nantianmen!

Rumble!

Pushing it with one palm, like a giant wave emptying, puffs of smoke.

Accompanying this palm is a strong will to the extreme!

"this is......."

半 In the middle of the distance, Wang Jianglong's eyes narrowed.

Suddenly, he seemed to see an unknown portal standing upright, desolate and ancient.

The prince of the Red Sun Fa had a divine heart, and seemed to have seen this towering sacred, magnificent and majestic portal.

Like the legendary gate of heaven, there are countless gods living behind it.

But then he reacted, knowing that this was not a heavenly gate, but the fist intention of the person below, the divine will was so incredible that he had all illusions.

"Pretend to be a ghost ?!"

In the eyes of the Red Sun King, there was a flash of fury in his eyes.

Stuck in the treacherous air of long air ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, it broke out again, a drop, head and foot, palm prints intermingled with fire and light, separated by hundreds of feet, hit the portal heavily.

What fist intentions and wills are broken under one palm!

Boom!

The huge waves emptied, and the thunder blew in the general noise.

With her long hair, Qi An Qisheng leaned back, his blood boiled in the endlessly hot aura, but he didn't realize it. He has experienced similar scenes thousands of times in a dream!

Humming ~

His eyes lighted up like substance.

The golden body smashed and smashed the wall of vitality in front of him like a substance. Pushing it from side to side, he resisted the power of the Red Sun King from top to bottom.

I have reached the limit of Nantianmen and suddenly changed.

This change, the flow of clouds, naturally, as if the gates opened to welcome guests, quiet and peaceful, but it seems like there are sensations of murder.

The change in Luan Qisheng's palm was a move, and the Red Sun King immediately noticed it.

的 His long eyebrows are upright, and his heart is in crisis.

In his eyes, the old Taoist prince turned naturally, and he seemed to see a peaceful Tao flowing from one side.

The palm knife slashed down, but it seemed like a shovel filled with infinite immortal blood!

Behind Tianmen Gate, the gods appear!

Tongnan Tianmen is just a starting gesture.

This style is regarded as An Qisheng's real condensing of the Boxing Techniques of the Second World War, and the martial arts martial arts total sum.

Contains all his anger, killing, he named it:

Cut Sendai!