Body maid is very enchanting

The sun is shining brightly, and the snow is dancing all over the world. It seems unbelievable, but this scene is happening. %&*";

The confrontation just happened in an instant, and the other black-clothed monk still had a joking smile on his face, and the next moment his side was already shattered. The speed of this change is unimaginable, and it is also a foundation-building monk , the other party doesn't even use magic weapons, what's going on?

Originally it was two against one, sure to win, but now it is one against three, the black-clothed cultivator felt extremely bitter in his heart, rolled his eyes, and said, "Could it be that the Murong family are those who win with more than they do?" The Internet does not skip words.

Wang Dong didn't open his mouth, but Murong De blurted out and cursed: "Fuck your sister, why didn't you say it when you beat more and less!"

The monk in Xuanyi sneered and said: "We are demons, so it is only natural to fight more and less, but don't you four big families claim to be famous and decent? Could it be possible to learn from our demons?" The maid is very enchanting 1268

Wang Dong was angry and funny, took a step forward, and said calmly: "Okay, I will give you a chance, you can fight alone, but you are alone, beat us!"

As soon as the words fell, the flying sword in Wang Dong's hand flashed suddenly, but he saw a round of shining sun hanging in the sky, and the endless brilliance bloomed, illuminating everything around him, exuding a shocking feeling. Almost suffocated, the whole person has the illusion of being pierced by the sword light and thousands of swords.

"die!"

Wang Dong's expression was indifferent, and he uttered a word almost heartlessly.

When that round of Yaoyang fell, a vast and boundless sword energy streaked across the sky, which contained a sense of being unstoppable. The enormous power made Murong De and Murong Yan unable to resist taking a few steps back, with horrified expressions on their faces, especially Murong De, He still remembered that in Miluo City, he even wanted to be his enemy. Now it seems that such a stupid idea.

This is the first form of the Lieyang Burning Heaven Sword Art, Yaoyang Punishes Evil, its power is enormous and unstoppable, Wang Dong felt that it was necessary to perform it once. i^

The black-clothed cultivator's face was ashen, and he thrust the scepter into the ground suddenly, and it was instantly enlarged. The silver skull at the top flew out, and exploded suddenly. The huge force stopped the flying sword's passing trend for a while. Immediately, the black-clothed monk bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a bloody arrow on the scepter, and the scepter suddenly expanded, as thick as the leg of a giant elephant.

Lie Yang's mighty golden light slowed down immediately, and the black-clothed cultivator gave Wang Dong a hard look, and said in a cold voice: "What you give today, fellow Taoist, will be returned a hundredfold in the future."

After finishing speaking, blackness flashed across the face of the black-clothed cultivator, and his face turned pale instantly. He saw black clouds billowing under his feet, his body suddenly accelerated, and he rushed out, obviously using some kind of secret method to escape.

"Don't wait for another day, just stay with me now!"

As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, he ignored the stalemate between the flying sword and the scepter, and just stepped lightly, seemingly slow, but in fact, it was extremely fast, like a thunderbolt breaking the sky, he stepped on it with one foot, spread his five fingers, and grabbed it out of thin air. one time.

The fleeing cultivator in black felt as if the air was solidified. Suddenly, a huge palm appeared. The five fingers were held in a void, imprisoning the world.

The billowing black cloud under the black-clothed monk's feet was instantly crushed into pieces, the air was surging, the sound was like thunder, and his five fingers were like a cage, locking onto the black-clothed monk tightly. A few mouthfuls of blood made her face pale.

Wang Dong's face was also pale. With his current cultivation base, it was still too reluctant to use the Void Capture Hand taught by the old King Kong. The spiritual power in his body was almost emptied in an instant. If Wang Dong hadn't seen the opportunity quickly If he quickly swallowed a heavenly stem pill, he might be the first to fall.

The evil Lao Jin, he usually doesn't teach, but grinds his guns in front of the battle. Fortunately, brother is also considered a lucky star, otherwise he will lose his face and lose his face...

"Hey, Wang boy, don't worry about blaming me. You are old and your memory is not very good. You can't think of anything you can learn. Only when you are in love with the scene can you have a flash of inspiration, right? ? There are a lot of words on the Internet”

Wang Dong could almost guess that in the sea of ​​his own consciousness, the old Jinzheng looked smug, and in the days counted by thousands of years, he was extremely boring, and he could have a little bit of time to tease himself and give him more fun. He is also very happy...

But at this moment, looking at the bloodless black-clothed monk inside, Wang Dong stretched out his right hand again, stretched out his five fingers, and slapped it down.

"No..." The personal maid is very enchanting 1268

The black-clothed monk seemed to know what was about to happen, so he howled miserably, and saw that huge palm also made the same movement, and slapped the black-clothed monk until every inch of his body was torn apart, leaving no skin intact.

"Didn't you say we beat him together? Why don't you do it..."

Wang Dong stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair broke free at some point and fluttered in the wind, looking like a demon god.

Murong De looked at Wang Dong with endless fear, as if looking at him one more time would make his scalp tingle. He couldn't imagine that if Wang Dong used this trick in Miluo City, he would be What kind of death...

Murong Yan's complexion was not good-looking, but compared to Murong De, she had seen more of Wang Dong's extraordinary. She lost her mind for a moment, and then recovered, her clothes were fluttering, her long skirt was dancing, and because of the snowflakes, her whole body was covered with snow. Shining with holy brilliance, he said with a smile: "Brother Wang, you alone are enough, why use me and my younger brother?"

boom!

There was a deafening sound, and the bone scepter was crushed. Under the force of Lie Yang Punishing Evil Sword, the flying sword whizzed down, and the whole continent seemed to shake a few times.

With a wave of Wang Dong's hand, he took the flying sword back, the "Scorching Sun Burning Heaven" sword art is really powerful.

"Let's go."

With one finger, Wang Dong picked up both the storage bags of the Youming Shuangsha and the soul-calling banner, and then he threw out the flying sword and walked away. To snatch anything from Murong De.

Murong Yan also stepped on the flying sword and left in the air.

Murong De's face was blue and red, but he didn't follow after all, but turned his head and flew in another direction.

"Brother Wang, thank you very much." Murong Yan said when the two stopped to eat some dry food to satisfy their hunger.

Although Murong Yan didn't explain it, Wang Dong knew that she meant to help destroy the Nether Shuangsha just now. After all, since the two sides have turned against each other, if they don't kill each other and escape by then, the Nether Patriarch will definitely come to retaliate. If it were Murong Yan who was using the secret method of the monk in Xuanyi, he might not be able to stop him.

Although the Murong family is not afraid of Patriarch Youming, there will always be some troubles.

Wang Dong shook his head, and said calmly: "You don't have to thank me, this Nether Shuangsha kill is definitely going to be killed, not to mention anything else, just the thousands of unjust souls on the soul-calling banner, I will not keep him, it's just to make matters worse Just do it in advance."

Murong Yan's eyes fluttered, she smiled sweetly, although she didn't wear makeup, she was comparable to Huajiao, the so-called charming with a smile, is probably what she was talking about.

"Brother Wang, you and I will compete to see who can get to the nameless palace faster!"

As soon as the words were finished, Murong Yan's flying sword flew up first, and flew hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye. For some reason, the strong wind outlined that proud and delicate body into a graceful and graceful curve.

Wang Dong was taken aback for a moment, smiled, shook his head and stepped on his sword to rush away.