The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1295 Not afraid of God opponents, but afraid of pig teammates
Yan Tao's promise is not insignificant.

Lord of the Canglan galaxy.

Marshal of the Empire.

The conditions she promised are enough for an ordinary civilian to soar into the sky.

After hearing this sentence, all the contestants were overwhelmed with admiration, staring at Bi Luofu and began to think hard.

Qin Zong walked to Yan Tao's side.

Not far away, Yuan Jing and Na Sang Zhiheng had an inseparable fight.

Qin Zong glanced at Bi Luofu on the ground, and raised his cold eyes slightly, "You don't have to give me the champion, just remember your conditions."

Yan Tao glanced at him, with a disgusted face: "You are not a nutritionist."

Why join in the fun.

As he spoke, he pulled him back.

Qin Zong didn't freeze.

The light in the phoenix's eyes flowed faintly, and the cold air surged, instantly freezing the Biluofu on the ground together with the spreading mist into ice.

The fog in the ice sculpture is like an ink painting, extremely beautiful.

Fang Menglong said in surprise: "That's right, if it is frozen, it can completely restrain this Bi Luo Fu!"

A group of nutritionists...! ! !
Heartache!

The championship and great prospects hanging in front of his eyes just flew into other people's mouths!

Still an outsider!

Monk Qi!

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes.

In order to speak, suddenly, Yan Si's eyes were scarlet red, and his whole body's mental power surged in his body.

It's like a bomb about to explode at any time.

Not only him, but some soldiers who were closer.

The energy in the body began to riot uncontrollably.

For a time, there were more than a dozen people rioting with energy.

Fang Menglong didn't even want to stand in front of Yan Tao, and shouted angrily, "Hurry up and protect the marshal!"

Marshal Yan was silent for a while.

He reached out and pulled the fat old man's hair.

With a blank face: "Old man, you should get out of the way quickly, I am afraid that you will die and crush me."

This old man probably weighs three to four hundred catties.

She didn't want to cuddle with a fat old man.

Fang Menglong...

Seeing this, Sang Zhiheng laughed.

"So what if you freeze my Biluo talent? Can you freeze the warriors of the energy riot? They are delirious now and will explode at any time. Marshal Yan, don't you love your subordinates? Now, how do you choose?" ?”

"Save them, or not?"

"a ha ha ha!"

No matter how he chooses, Yantao will suffer heavy losses.

Sang Zhiheng succeeded in his treacherous scheme, and he looked up to the sky and laughed smugly, his eyes were cold like a poisonous snake hiding in a cave in winter.

At any time, choose someone and devour them.

But the next moment, his smug smile froze on his face as if frozen.

Because, that group of warriors whose energy riots were out of control actually froze into lumps of ice in an instant.

Even with enough energy in their bodies to blow their bodies into pieces, one piece was frozen.

A cloud of light blue chill slowly swirled in Qin Zong's palm.

There was no expression on his handsome and handsome face, he glanced sideways at Sang Zhiheng.

He slightly parted his thin lips and said.

"Thank you for your reminder, I forgot just now."

The man's voice is warm and pleasant, but there is a faint coldness like mountain snow lotus.

Sang Zhiheng only felt his heart suffocate, and his blood surged.

The blood rushed to the top of his head, and a mouthful of old blood was choked in his throat.

The fishy and sweet breath spread instantly.

He firmly suppressed the mouthful of blood, preventing it from splashing out.

His complexion had already turned purple with anger, and the veins on his temples were throbbing.

The whole person is not well.

The crowd around the audience...

Young Master Yan chuckled, and raised his eyebrows lazily: "You are on our side, right? Duplicity or something, but it's not good."

Sang Zhiheng...! ! !
(End of this chapter)