I can summon misery

Chapter 92
In the desert of Tianruo, the Taoist Wuguan and the Empress Yan Luo are in extreme confrontation. Their power and power feel the same in the thousands of miles of desert.And in the outskirts of Tianruo Desert, the two sides confronted each other, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and the situation was stalemate. Both masters and masters, life and death are only in an instant!

Is that person the Marquis of Triumph... The momentum is overwhelming, it is really extraordinary...

After the triumphant return of the first meeting, the British Duke Li Tanzhu did not dare to be careless. As the commander-in-chief of this battle, he will face the generals, and the handsome will face the handsome.

"British Duke Li Tanzhu?" The Marquis of Triumph stepped forward, facing each other from a distance, and said, "Marquis of Triumph has learned!"

"Let the old man learn the lesson, how capable are the three masters of the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison!"

With a shout, the sword is in hand, the armor is on, and the wind of the sword stirs up dust in the sky, vowing to slay the opponent under the sword!
Handsome versus handsome, on the other side, there is also a tense atmosphere, Songxue invites, Mei Yingzhao, Confucianism Aoxuege dual powers face off at dusk, traces through the ages, the moves have not moved, the invisible wave has become a whirlwind, and the bystanders will not tolerate it close.

"Golden Light Fortress, return the bamboo ink to burn your life!" Songxue Yao's eyes were piercing, and Yuan Tina, who had not finished speaking, was already out.

The sword of intent was shining brightly, without any extra words, Songxue invited her to avenge her fellow practitioners, and she started with a killer move.

Hen Qiangu sneered, sharp sharpness appeared, the two sharp swords joined each other clangingly, the sharp sword energy dispersed, and the surrounding area suddenly rolled up with yellow sand, the dust was flying everywhere, the sound of shocking explosions could be heard for miles, the two figures crossed their bodies, but It is a more intense sword fight.

On the other side, Mei Ying Zhaoying and Mei Han started with the spear, showing off her extraordinary spear skills, the exquisiteness of her moves, even Bie Duwan couldn't help but be amazed in her heart.

Then at the next moment, the desert land, the yellow sand, the lonely shadow, the single tower, the wind chime, coincided with the Bie Dusk Sword Realm.
The yellow sand dazzled the eyes, the shadow of the sword was like an illusion, and the power of the sword increased by three points, Mei Ying could only respond for a moment, and she was outstretched!
"You belong to the lineage of the Marquis of Jing'an, why did you rebel against the imperial court!"

"The people are confused, the flames of war are few, and the people are mourning. Someone should wake up the rotten meat eaters!"

Facing one of the six assistants, Mu Yu showed no signs of fear, raised his palms and raised his Qi, which showed extraordinary good fortune, but he did not lose the slightest bit to shake Taiyue Qianzhi.

Just when the battles of all parties were in full swing, the situation changed in an instant, and the majestic air swept across the battlefield, but it came from the core of the battlefield, and the air of forest and frost spread, covering the entire sky. stand up.

At this moment, the Duke and the Marquis, who were originally confronting each other, moved at the same time, and saw two streams of light collide with one place in an instant, and the palm and the knife fell at the same time, killing everything in an instant!
"As expected of the British Duke of Great Xia, he is indeed a little bit stronger!"

"Speak wild words!"

He waved his hand and received the move again, only to hear the rumbling sound of shocking explosions, the two figures retreated respectively, one arrived at three steps, and the other stopped at five steps.

"Ha, come again! The majestic wind sweeps the beacon clouds!"

One more fight, one step down, the Baili Desert felt the same way, the triumphant Hou Ji urged the power, the majestic evil power continued to spread out, the power was shocking!
Shocked in his heart, the movements of his hands did not stop, Duke Yan did not dare to be careless, he sacrificed his blood to the front, and the sharpness of the sharpness spread hundreds of feet away, the moment the knife moved, the wind and the cloud shook together!

"From Ping Si Fang!"

Before the ultimate move is completed, the wind and dust are already frightening, the rest can only retreat, and the people in the battle can only concentrate on it to respond to this move!

"bring it on!"

The battle started in an instant, and the figures of the two moved instantly, and the two of them met in the blink of an eye, and heard a loud noise!
The air wave stretched for hundreds of miles, and amidst the chaotic wind and dust, there was a vague clang sound, which was actually a crack in the sword. Although the latter two took another palm, the hundreds of feet of dust kicked up, each retreated, and one after another vomited red!
"Ah! Pfft!"

Li Tanzhu couldn't press it, and vomited out a mouthful of vermilion; while Kaixuan Hou just silently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression still calm.

I only heard Hou Kaixuan snorted coldly, and said: "Is that all? Then your life will be accepted by Hou Kaixuan!"

After the words fell, the figure of the Marquis of Triumph flitted again, Xie Yuan grasped his palm, and urged Bufan's cultivation level again, intending to take his life, Li Tanzhu suddenly appeared in danger!
"Grasp the king's power, life and death as you like!"

The situation is critical, and I saw a burly figure fall into the battle situation, his fists contained the power of the world, condensed the endless destructive aura, and met the triumphant Hou's extreme death-killing move with one punch!

"Um?!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Marquis of Triumph, and the evil energy in his palm exploded again, but it was the cracked volume of "Bing Jia Wu Jing" detonated. step.

"What's the name of the master?"

"The leader of the uncrowned guard, dead curl!"

Die curled up to report his name, turned his fists and fought again, using moves to block moves!

Close body contact, infinite murderous intentions, tricks to force souls, style to kill.

With a bang, Hou Kaixuan received a punch on his left shoulder, and at the same time, a palm landed on the chest of Death Curling.

The two retreated at the same time, each vomiting red.

"How is it possible, how is it possible for Xingquan, with such strength!"

Seeing this, Li Tanzhu was stunned.As the commander of the Forbidden Army, he is no stranger to Death Curly, but in his memory, Death Curly does not seem to have such strength, has he been hiding, or...

But at this moment, it seems that this is not a bad thing for the Daxia side.

At the same time, smell again——

"The Golden Immortal burst into tears. This catastrophe is vast and vast, and there are countless swallows pecking at arrows. Who will forge the sword to wipe out the monsters?"

Mr. Pianran landed lightly in a luxurious wheelchair, gently shaking the paper fan, and confronted Xuanling Cangyao.

"I feel that you have the same breath on your body."

While speaking, the visitor took out the Emperor Bow Yinhong, Xuan Lingcang's gaze was fixed.

"Digong Yinhong, you are here for Emperor Gonghong."

"Oh? Is his name Di Gonghong? The Emperor of Arrows, Arrow Ruo Tianhong, an appropriate name."

The visitor waved the paper fan, "Come on, to avoid fighting, give me the emperor's bow and rainbow, and I will leave."

"what?!"

When Xuan Lingcang heard the words, he laughed out of anger, never borrowing cigarettes, not borrowing birds, not borrowing arrows, these are the "three not to borrow" in Xuan Lingcang's life.

The person who came came up and asked for Di Gonghong, directly provoking Xuan Lingcang's wrath.

"If you want Di Gonghong, you can do it!"

The gods show their hands, and the birds come with the arrows!

"Oh, do you still have to do it?" The visitor shook his head helplessly, and dropped two dolls in his hand, but in the blink of an eye, the dolls had grown to the size of a human.

"I just want to fight with me, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

"Ha, Ling Cang, leave these two things to me and Ku Ying, you go directly to that kid!"

The gate flies fiercely, and the dry eagle sees it and fights.

"Thank you." Xuanling Cangfeng pointed, "Next, what else do you have, let's show it."

"Oh?" The man shook his paper fan slowly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear Huangfu's method of mourning!"

(End of this chapter)