urban madman

The Burmese king's voice rang in his ears, and the head of Wushenling turned pale with fright, but he lost his balance and kept it in a strange posture, dodging Fu Yiyi's attack, but he didn't expect that Burmese The king actually appeared!

Hearing the commotion here, the Burmese king didn't expect Fu Yiyi to be attacked. He just wanted to come and have a look in case Fu Yiyi had an accident. He didn't expect to see the two of them!

There was madness on the Burmese king's face, regardless of the violent spirit around Fu Yidao, he could have the opportunity to kill the head of Wushen Ridge, which he wished for.

"No!"

The head of Wushen Ridge didn't want to die, seeing that the Burmese king's fist had already hit him, he was so familiar with the flickering light, Wushen Fist, Wushen Fist, did he want to die under the Wushen Fist?

"stop!"

The head of the Wanling Sect roared loudly, forming seals with his hands, and summoned another strange beast, which sprang out from the thick smoke at an extremely fast speed, and killed the Burmese king.

"Bastard, where are you going!"

The strange beast rushed out, like a bolt of lightning, but Fu Yi could control the energy at any time. With one right hand, the thunder fell and smashed the head of the strange beast. At the same time, the fist of the Burmese king had also killed it. It reached the head of the head of Wushen Ridge.

"No, no! Stop it!" The same lineage of Wushenling, the King of Burma came from his subordinates, and he was unwilling to die under his subordinates. Why didn't he refine him in the first place? , the head of Wushen Ridge had a ferocious face, seeing that the gleaming fist was already close to his head, the air flow caused roared in his ears, and he felt that his eardrums had ruptured!

Blood was overflowing from the ears and nose, and that punch hit the head of Wushen Ridge solidly. With a crisp sound, the Burmese king seemed to have knocked open a watermelon.

"Crack!" There was a sound of head cracking, and the aftermath shook. The body of the head of Wushen Ridge rolled on the ground. , writhing wildly.

"No, you bastards, bastards!" The head of Wanling Sect's eyes were red with anger, and he cursed hysterically. The head of Wushenling died like this, just died like this... He looked at the Burmese king with murderous intent on his face, "Betraying Purgatory, you still dare to kill him, you dare to kill..."

"I'm going to kill you!"

The Burmese king sneered, since they are all here today, they will not keep any of them. After taking a look at Fu Yiyi, the Burmese king yelled: "You concentrate on breaking through, leave this guy to me!"

Alone, without any threat, the Burmese king seems to have no fear of the heads of the four sects. Once the head of Wushenling died and Wushenquan killed him, he should be relieved.

"asshole!"

The head of the Wanling Sect was chanting words, and his hands were constantly forming seals. He summoned several huge strange beasts in a row, his eyes were about to burst open, and he stared at the Burmese king: "Go away, Fu Yiyi can't even think about breaking through! "

His purpose was to stop Fu Yiyi from making a breakthrough. The head of Wushenling would die if he died, and the sect of Wushenling was doomed to be annihilated in the long river of history, and his Wanlingmen could not be destroyed, no!

The strange beast rushed towards the Burmese king, but the head of Wanling Sect flew towards Fu Yiyi to prevent Fu Yiyi from breaking through. This was his task, and he could ignore everything else.

"Boom!"

The sky has been shrouded in spirit energy, and the gray spirit energy keeps pressing down. Fu Yiyi opened his hands to deal with the head of Wanlingmen, but he already felt severe pain in his limbs, as if he had been interrupted However, the impact of the four spirits on the entrance could not be completed, but the meridians were scarred and painful.

"Hmph, break your hands and feet, let's see how you can break through!"

The head of Wanling Sect has already launched a murderous plan, and he can't wait to kill Fu Yiyi directly, because of him, two of the four sects have been destroyed. Now that he and the head of La Liga are still alive, these two sects still have a chance Handed down.

"One way, be careful!"

It is obvious that Fu Yiyi's situation is not right. The Burmese king is very worried that Fu Yiyi will pass out like last time. If that happens, it will be dangerous. The head of Wanling Sect has obviously launched a murderous plan. If Fu Yiyi really wants to kill Fu Yiyi It's troublesome.

Why doesn't Luoyang want Fu Yidao to die, and the Burmese kings also don't want it. If Fu Yidao dies, then there is really no hope for Wu Prison. They don't think that if the gate of hell is opened and something as terrifying as a tailed beast is released, like Erlong The king and the others can resist now. At that time, either the military prison will be destroyed, or the urban world will be destroyed.

"Ah!" Fu Yi yelled in pain, the head of Wanling Sect was getting closer and closer to him, he controlled the essence to try to stop him, but the more he connected with the essence, the more violent the impact of the essence in his body was, He made himself feel so bad that he couldn't help but knelt down on one knee for a while, the thunderbolt was like thunder, and the sharp arrows formed by several qi couldn't stop the head of Wanlingmen.

And over there, the Burmese king was surrounded by several huge strange beasts, and it was difficult to come to rescue him.

"I really want to kill you, but I can't kill you now," the head of Wanling Sect sneered, and he has already stretched out a hand. The sharp claws are like ghosts, with a terrible Yin Qi, "But I I can control you as a strange beast!"

Fu Yiyi can be controlled, which is better than completing the task, so maybe Luoyang He will thank himself, they want Fu Yiyi, they have already regarded Fu Yiyi as a tool, a tool that can be controlled at will, why Luoyang didn't make a move, because He couldn't do it, but the head of Wanlingmen had already found out.

Fu Yiyi can transform the body of a blue wolf into a virtual body, just like a strange beast. Maybe he can succeed. A thought flashed in his mind, if he can control Fu Yiyi as his own puppet, then why can't Wanlingmen not rise up!

"Crack!"

Essence and sharp arrows burst out again, Fu Yiyi stepped backwards, his feet were weak, as if his tendons and hamstrings had been cut off, the pain and weakness had reached an unbearable place for him.

Breakthrough... still going to fail.

"One way, dodge."

The Burmese king saw the hand gesture of the head of Wanlingmen, which was the seal of taming a strange beast. The head of Wanlingmen had great ambitions.

"Go away!" The Burmese king knocked down a huge beast with a punch, and another one was crushed down. The huge body covered the sky, and the Burmese king couldn't see the sky above his head. These guys really It's tough, too big, and its defense is so strong.

The Martial God Fist bombarded thirteen strokes, and the Burmese king didn't want anything to happen to Fu Yiyi. At this time, King Erlong and the others didn't even know that Fu Yiyi was attacked, and they all thought that the movement was caused by Fu Yiyi himself. Indeed, Wan Ling Neither the head of the door nor the door could make such a big commotion. Looking at the energy around them, chaos engulfed them. If they were not careful, they would be involved in the center, which would be dangerous.

It's not that they pay together, they don't have such a terrible body.

"Huh? Right!"

The Burmese king's eyes lit up, and he was going to drive the strange beast to the chaotic energy center, and he could also protect Fu Yiyi, seeing that Fu Yiyi's state was not right.

"Taming, I will be your master from now on..." The head of Wanling Sect smiled strangely, opened his hands, formed seals in his hands, and emitted bursts of runes to Fu Yiyi's body...

"Ow!"

Fu Yiyi fell down, his body trembled suddenly, the shadow floated up, and the terrifying blue wolf body disappeared again.