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The clamour continued to ring, and everyone was attacking Duqi, concentrating on Liu Lang while others were concentrating on Bai Hu.

Finally, a giant Chi passes through the gradually sparse thunder, and Leng buting hits Liu Lang on the back who is controlling thunder and white tiger Xiaozhu magic sword.

Suddenly by this attack, Liu Lang faltered, his white face flushed with a trace of blood, and then instantly faded.

"On this day, the leader of Fengguo is really powerful. Even Yingning, the eldest disciple of immortal Luo Fu, is definitely not his opponent. He is definitely the first person under the four overlord of the whole boundless world. It's a pity that after all, his fists are hard to beat his four hands!" All the spectators shook their heads and felt sorry.

"If he knows how to endure, I'm afraid the Louvre will not be able to help him in a few years."

In particular, people who deliberately chose to plot before felt even more sorry. If Liu Lang chose to endure for five years and ten years, they would not be so embarrassed as they are now.

For many people, it's like a song of victory.

Yingning's solemn and gloomy face finally showed a light smile at the moment.

Luo Fu also swept the haze before, and a smile of self mockery escaped from the corner of his mouth. After all, he overestimated the other party, but he was secretly relieved.

Liu Langgang's performance is too frightening. Fortunately, his realm is only Yuanying's perfection after all. Otherwise, if we let him go further, even Luo Fu is not sure whether he can deal with him.

Such an enemy, as long as he can stand, is the greatest threat to him. Now he finally sees his weakness.

The snake king of Dongze looked at a tottering Liu Lang, and his eyes flickered with indecisive eyes.

At this moment, he had the impulse to rush out and take away Liu Lang, the leader of Tianfeng kingdom. But he didn't have full assurance in his heart. He didn't know whether he should be against Luo Fu at this time.

At this time, Yue Hengdao and Yanshan Jianxian both looked at the snake king of Dongze, and a meaningful sneer escaped from the corner of their mouth.

The snake king of Dongze felt the two men's eyes. He sighed helplessly. At the moment, no matter what he had planned, he would become a bubble. If there was only the Louvre Palace, he would still have the power to fight. Now, there was no need to think about it. His eyes returned to calm, but there was always a trace of greed and unwillingness when he looked at Liu Lang from the bottom of his eyes.

"I hit him! I hit him Seeing that he hit the thunder god like Liu Lang, the monk who sacrificed to release giant Chi yelled excitedly. His pale face turned red and his injury seemed to be getting better.

This hit Liu Lang, as if enough to let him boast for a lifetime, this moment is the peak of his life.

Just as the monk who sacrificed Juchi was so excited that he kept shouting and enjoying the people's eyes staring at him, Liu Lang was as quiet as water. His clear eyes lit up a touch of blood, and the smell of violent killing came out of him.

Liu Lang stopped casting thunder magic. A red light appeared in his hand with the sound of birds piercing gold and stone, showing a sharp flying sword with burning fire and hot breath.

"I was hit! You are very good Liu Lang slowly raised the rosefinch Xiaozhu magic sword, pointed to the excited Friar and said. The voice is calm, not urgent, not slow, as if talking about a very relaxed and ordinary thing.

But this seems to praise all words, but everyone felt a chill hit, a dangerous atmosphere is enveloping them.

In particular, the friar, who was so excited that he cried repeatedly, suddenly became pale as if he had been watched by a fierce beast. He flew back without thinking about it.

Terror and despair are enveloping his whole body. He just wants to escape here. What's the peak of his life? Go to hell! Is it important to have your own life?

"Where to escape!" Liu Lang gave a cold drink and a red light flashed towards the monk.

"Stop him! Kill him No one expected that Liu Lang, who was so fierce in his magic attack, no longer used his magic or his flying sword. Instead, he directly held the flying sword in his hand and even killed people with the sword.

This is the most ferocious and direct way to fight! The body and mana are cast on the flying sword together. Although the attack is strong, once defeated, there is no room for maneuver. The body is dead and the soul is destroyed!

After someone came back, the red light had passed through the magic weapon in the sky, followed by a sharp sword with a huge flame.

"Immortal Luo Fu saved..."

The word "I" hasn't been called out yet. It's raining blood all over the sky, just like a red flower in full bloom in the sky.

Just now, Liu Lang was injured and exclaimed with pride and excitement. The monk, who felt that he had reached the peak of his life, was cut in half from head to foot by a sword. Before Yuan Ying could fly out, he was completely burned by the flame of the sword.Heaven and earth suddenly quiet down!

That's possible! It's so possible!

The corner of Luo Fu's eyes is constantly beating, and his eyes are fixed on the red sword.

However, before he could observe it carefully, he saw that Liu Lang's hand moved a little white light across the sky, and the white tiger Xiaozhu magic sword fell into his other hand.

A sword of cold light, like the world of ice and snow, a sword of flame, like the sword forest of fire.

Liu Lang, holding two swords, stands majestically under the sky like a god falling from the sky. His eyes swept coldly over the monk who still had more than 100 people and horses, but all of them were pale, bloodless and timid. He said harshly, "come on, who dares to shout again?"

Facing the master of Tianfeng Kingdom who holds double swords and seems to kill God, everyone's mind is shaking. Even if so many people gather together, there is no sense of security.

The man who was killed just now was not an ordinary monk, but one of the only ten late Yuan infant monks in the team. Moreover, he was the late Yuan infant monk in the front rank. He was more powerful than the late Yuan infant monk for ordinary reasons. Otherwise, how could his magic weapon be more thunderous and hit Liu Lang on the back?

But even if he hit Liu Lang, what could he do? As a result, Liu Lang was not even slightly injured. He was just touched by him.

However, as a result, Liu Lang killed him with a sword in advance!

"He's at the end of his tether! Don't be afraid, go up and kill him, don't let him have a chance to breathe! " Yingning saw that Liu Lang's sword calmed the crowd, and her face, which was relaxed and smiling, was gloomy again, and she screamed.

"Yes, elder baby is right. He's at the end of his tether. It won't be long before we fight together!"

Ying Ning's words reminded the public, and they all clamored