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声 Lost in the battlefield for a moment.

Only the sound of the 'rustling' blood spray and the sound of the raging wind.

Viscous blood spurted from Yang Lin's headless neck, and was then scattered by the squall wind in the dry sky.

As rain drops.

In the face of the thousands of Red Army soldiers, one person can fight against the three gods, kill one person, and repel two people!

How brilliant is this record?

Not only are many martial arts people in the distance, but also a group of well-trained Red Army soldiers. At this time, they also felt shocked, shocked, and incredible.

boom!

It seemed a long time, but in a moment, Yang Lin's head fell to the ground, like a shot put on the ground like a ruin.

His bloodshot eyes stared at An Qisheng with a deadly expression.

The spirit of Divine Vein was extremely powerful, and his head was severed, and his spirit was severely damaged. At this time, there was still an idea that never disappeared.

He was unwilling, extremely unwilling.

His knife clearly cut An Qisheng's body suffocation and cut it to his neck!

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An Qisheng stood with a gun, palms gently brushed his neck, and between his fingers, a white mark, like the one left after being beaten, slowly disappeared.

Yang Lin's last seven killing knives broke his suffocation, but with his physical strength and sharply reduced strength, it was naturally not enough to cut his physique.

boom!

As An Qisheng lowered his arm, Yang Lin's head burst completely, and red and white objects splashed away.

Divine veins are difficult to kill, and the head does not burst, how can you feel at ease.

At this point, the commander of Jin Yiwei, a master of high-powered veins in the Dafeng dynasty, died completely.

Whistle ~~

The air breeze slightly, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Zhonghua in the distance.

Compared to Cao Tianzhang, who was beaten like a ball by hundreds of feet with his guns, Ji Zhonghua did not receive any injuries. All the wolverines were foreign ministers.

The toughness of that armor made him a little surprised.

Ji Zhonghua was standing with a long sword in his red armor, his hair fluttered up against the wind. He was embarrassed, but his breath rose without rising. He stared at An Qisheng, saying:

"This teacher despise you, everyone in this world despise you"

This time, under the circumstances that Han Taigong did not want to intervene, he naturally planned it by himself.

He asked himself that he had made complete preparations. It was said that this An Qisheng was the top masters on the top of the list. When he entered the army and was suppressed by the force of sympathy with heaven and earth, It may not be able to retreat all over.

This old priest could even kill Yang Lin at the end. Such arrogance made him feel dreamy.

If he didn't know he hadn't formed a vein, almost everyone thought that he had been cultivated like Tai Wanyin, like Pang Wanyang, and reached the threshold of heaven and man.

This old priest was stronger than he expected, so that his calculations fell through completely.

Even to the point where it is now so far.

Suddenly, he thought of Han Ta Gong.

The old thing of God and Shinto, did not expect this scene long before he refused to show up?

boom!

The air flow tumbled, smoke and dust rose, and Cao Tianzhang, who looked so hot, fell from the sky and landed in the distance.

Compared to Ji Zhonghua, who was just a little bit embarrassed, Cao Tianzhang was miserable too much. He was like a beggar in ragged clothes, gun marks ran on the fair skin, and blood flowed.

Cao Tianzhang wiped a stiff face, his chest undulating:

"Okay, okay, okay! What a Wang Quandao person! What a blood demon An Qisheng!"

He descended from the sky, and was hit by dogs. He was generally hit hundreds of feet high. How can such a painful lesson not be impressed?

At the same time, a little fear rose in my heart.

This old priest seemed to be much stronger than when he killed the Red Sun King.

In the battle between Liangzhou mountains, he killed the Red Sun King, although he and Liu Yanchang retreated, one was because of injuries, and the other was afraid that they would be conspired by other martial arts people after fighting with him.

But at this time, he really gave up.

An Qisheng's eyes were dark and he looked at the two lightly.

With a complete vein, the guardian's breath is almost invading water and fire, and it has the power to fly to the ground, which is extremely difficult to kill.

He could kill Yang Lin under the siege of three people, or because they thought it was a must-kill place. After being pierced by themselves, they took the initiative to enter, and swallowed the three with a gossip furnace at the end. Bounce back,

And all the killings broke out, which killed Yang Lin and repelled the two.

Although the siege was no longer self-defeating at this time, in the face of Cao Tianzhang and Ji Chonghua who were on guard, it was even more difficult to kill.

And vice versa.

Without him, it's too easy to retreat.

Just as in the original trajectory, the Red Sun Fawang smiled proudly, slaughtered several cities, and the court masters did everything. Even after a veteran monk killed the greeting, the Red Sun Fawang escaped with serious injuries.

God vein, it's too hard to kill.

An Qisheng felt this way. How did Cao Tianzhang and Ji Chonghua not know that they had failed this time, and it was impossible to kill them.

Cao Tianzhen took a deep breath and sneered:

"There are still two thousand miles to Fengdu. My father-in-law has to see if you can get to Fengdu City!"

But it was resigned.

Ji Chonghua was indifferent, and seemed to have defaulted to Cao Tianzhang's words.

He turned his eyes slightly and glanced at a teenager in the distance.

As the horn sounded through the clouds, the Red Army retreated silently.

"Fengdu, naturally I am going."

At this moment, An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slowly, and some cold eyes calmly fell on the two of Cao Tianyu, slowly opening his mouth.

Ji Zhonghua's eyes suddenly jumped.

Then they heard a roar like a meteor falling to the ground.

Soot and dust splattered, and earth and stones splashed.

During An Qisheng's step, Wushuang's body broke the air flow in front of him and dived down in an extremely overbearing posture.

The sound of indifference is full of cold currents:

"It's just you guys, but not all of them can go back !!"

The veins are naturally difficult to kill.

However, it is not impossible to kill!

Although An Qisheng confessed to be an elegant and easy-going person, he could not stop there, watching the two men calmly retreat and prepare to attack again!

Instead, kill them together!

If you can't kill it, try it!

Hum ~

The void rippled heavily.

An Qisheng stepped into the air, and when the clothes turned over, the red gold spear fluttered like a dragon, pulling a long white wave in the sky.

Sonic whistling, has been violently killed towards Cao Tianzhang!

Cao Tianzhang was furious, with a long howl, he was so angry that he slammed on An Qisheng with his mighty palms.

But his body turned in mid-air and fled:

"Old hair! You have a seed!"

Not far away, the red light flashed, but Ji Zhonghua was a little faster than him.

The two walked away almost at the same time, without even looking at Yang Lin's headless body.

boom!

The spear stunned and pierced the mighty palm.

An Qisheng stepped into the air like a wave, and chased Cao Tianzhang, who broke the air after sending out a palm, and made a long laugh:

"Naturally, it's better than the old thing you don't grow!"

"Old miscellaneous hair!"

In the sky, there was a roar of anger from Cao Tianzhang.

Just a few moments before and after, the three have completely disappeared above this boundless snowy field.

Only the taciturn Redhead Army slowly retreated after clearing the battlefield.

Only a scarlet ruin like **** is left, telling the world about the tragic battle.

Further afield, a group of martial arts people was shocked and unspeakable. This battle allowed them to see what was martial arts.

There was a horror in my heart, giving birth to infinite hope.

If I can be promoted to this level

"Such a character, such a war"

Fan Zimin yearned for a long time and couldn't help himself.

After a long time, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He took out a pen and paper from his arms, leaned over a big rock, and began to write a lot:

[Dafeng's winter in 1997, the sky was cold, and his breath became ice.

Tai Chong Tai Ji Ji Chonghua, East Plant Superintendent Cao Tianzhang, and Jin Yiwei commanded Yang Lin's three great veins to master more than 10,000 Chihu troops to confront Wang Quandao An Qi born on the frozen Zhongzhou Plain.

Since the beginning of the war, the situation has changed, and the earth shook like a dragon, turning tragic and unspeakable.

In the end, Wang Quandao An Qi grew his gun to level the Red Army. He killed Jin Yiwei, the commander of Yang Lin, and Yu Wei forced to retreat from Ji Zhonghua and Cao Tianzhang.

Recorder: Storyteller Fan]

The Dalong River spans tens of thousands of miles across Zhuzhou.

Under heavy snow and heavy cold, the Dalong River also ushered in an annual icing period.

boom!

Between the burst of air, Ji Zhonghua landed on the ice and slowly spit out a stale gas.

Divine pulse can interact with heaven and earth. Except in environments such as the Red Army Army, the true energy is endless.

Royal air flight can even span more than a thousand miles a day.

However, there is endless energy and limited mental strength.

After a fierce battle, he walked for more than a thousand miles in the air, at this time also felt a bit tired, and could only land a little slower or two.

But even when he landed, his speed was very fast. The whistling was hundreds of feet. The thunderous gas and the air flow caused a thunderous explosion.

Occasionally someone passing by ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ can only hear thunderous explosions.

And no one can see.

For speed, this speed is no longer a burden, just like ordinary people move around normally.

"Then An Qisheng, how could it be so incredible?"

Between running, Ji Zhonghua's heart was a little stunned.

As far as he knows, that An Qisheng has not yet been promoted, even if he has practiced what kind of practice, how can he be forced to such an extent?

I'm afraid it's the legendary celestial soldier in the past, I'm afraid it's just that.

Did the old Taoist priest also win the confession that the heavens and the gods could not recognize the Lord?

This idea has been circling in his heart for a long time.

Because of this, he resigned, otherwise, even if Yang Lin was dead, he and Cao Tianzhang were not incapable of fighting.

I just think of the power of the heavenly human soldiers

Suddenly, he was shocked.

Looking up, I saw a person standing on the Dalong River. The snow was blowing and the clothes were all up, just like a fairy. div

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