Cultivating Master In City

The spear pointed to the sky, showing an incomparably powerful momentum. The head of the spear hummed and the God of the spear trembled, as if he were going to fight!

"It's a big tone, but I think you can have any ability. If you get some secret treasures, you can fight us?" old Hua said coldly, with a burst of awe.

Not enough. Then everyone was shocked. Zhou Yi was shrouded in a powerful spiritual power. He was already the peak of martial arts in the later stage. The boy's strength broke through so quickly!

"It's not easy to kill you!" Zhou Yi said coldly.

At this time, he was very calm, so calm that there was no fluctuation in his heart. At the same time, a black gun immersed in his storage ring sent out bursts of magic gas in vain, and the gun head kept shaking, as if to break free

"You have a big breath, but you also need that capital. I admit you are really powerful, but what about it? Under the siege of so many people, you still have a chance to live?" Mo Xin sneered. Inviting the fairy tale and Zhou Yi are also enemies. He hasn't settled accounts with him about breaking the Mountain Gate in those years!

The head of the Red Army in the flying dragon hall also pointed to Zhou Yi and said with dignity: "Zhou Yi, you stole the flying dragon in my flying dragon hall. Now it's time to return it?"

Shishan sneered: "look, look, at this point, do you have a chance to live?"

"You'd better offer the treasure. Don't tie yourself in a cocoon. If you don't say it yourself, you'll also implicate the people who come with you."

The onlookers are shocked at the moment. How many forces did Zhou Yi provoke this time? Even the Western flying dragon hall has a grudge against him, cow force!

People admire Zhou Yi for his lofty sentiments and justice, but now they don't think much of Zhou Yi. There are too many people who want to kill him. How can they compare with three strong men in the realm of King Wu?

"Return? You should raise yourself to my level before you speak, waste!" Zhou Yi sneered and looked at the Red Army commander with a sarcastic tone.

"Asshole, asshole, you dare to ridicule me!" said the red army leader coldly, and the dragon under his crotch roared.

"Noisy!" said fat Wang coldly, and suddenly punched the head of the Red Army.

When the Legion grew up, it was very angry, and the people around it were shocked. They said they would do it?

A huge fist shadow condensed in the sky and bombarded the head of the Red Army. The head of the army and the Dragon rushed to the huge fist and attacked head-on.

The attacks of the two sides collided instantaneously, and a burst of explosion sounded in the sky, and then a shocking picture appeared.

The head of the Red Army and the Dragon flew out upside down, rowed an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof!" the head of the Red Army spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face looked unbelievable.

The dead fat man has such strength. He and the dragon can't break through the bombardment in the air? The people around him are even more shocked. Who is Zhou Yi this year? A fat man around him has such strength. It seems that the head of the Red Army and the Western dragon can't resist the attack?

Hua Lao and others suddenly fell silent. Everyone was silent and kept thinking about some things in their hearts.

"You are really strong, but today's farce should end earlier!" Shishan said coldly. Now Zhou Yi really impressed him.

"I haven't even done it yet. Did you say that? You see?" Zhou Yi sneered: "son of the devil sect, are you afraid?"

Zhou Yi's words immediately made the Saint zishishan's face ugly. He dared to speak like this in public. He immediately said angrily: "don't give your face a shameless face. Give me the treasure for the last time, or you'll die ugly!"

"I said, none of you will leave today!" Zhou Yi also burst out, his long gun humming, and the war was imminent.

"Well, since you have the consciousness of wanting to die, we can help you!" old Hua said coldly and rushed over with someone.

The war broke out instantly, and the battlefield, which had been silent for a long time, was finally noisy again.

"The holy son asked me to come!" Zhou Yi said fiercely, his body catapulted straight away, and his long gun stabbed the stone mountain.

Shishan sneers. He's a man in the realm of King Wu. He's also afraid of you, a man in the later stage of martial arts. Joke! At the moment, he was already angry and did not dodge in the face of Zhou Yi's attack. A black machete appeared in his hand and chopped away at Zhou Yi.

All the people are looking for their opponents. Liu Feng fights against the elder Hua of Feiyun sword sect, and nian'er just rushes to another strong warrior of Tianmo sect.

As for Wang pangzi and the shameless monk, they were the wuwangjing elder who rushed to the Feiyun sword sect. The war broke out in an instant. All kinds of martial skills flew on the field, weapons were cut indiscriminately, and blood foam splashed

The strength of the people in Xueyan Pavilion is also very strong, and they are all casual practitioners. They all have their own opportunities and means. Such means make those disciples who have been domineering in the sect feel fear. They rely on the sect's power to walk sideways all year round. Although they have experience, they also have elders to guard their safety.

How can they compare with the Xueyan Pavilion people who live in life and death all year round? When they meet each other first, they suffer heavy losses and are caught off guard!

However, at least the other party was a member of Zong power, which still had some psychological quality. After being shocked, he quickly began to fight back, and the United division brothers began to attack. For a time, the two sides were inseparable. One was zongmen and the other was casual repair. The two people who were always on the opposite side finally collided head-on.

The disciples of the sect are noble and despise sanxiu. Sanxiu is despised by them. They all have resentment and disdain in their hearts. Now, when short soldiers meet, they naturally want to fight a big war, and give a life and death and a strength!

"Roar!" with a sound, the long gun hit the machete fiercely. Zhou Yi's hands seemed to have great strength and forced the stone mountain down.

"Asshole!" Shi Shan was shocked. He slashed to one side and opened Zhou Yi's long gun.

Zhou Yi is now covered with a light blood light. His blood gas is incomparably strong. Moreover, the meridians in his body are twice as strong as ordinary people, and constantly provide spiritual power. He wants to vent madly.

"Go to hell!" Zhou Yi burst out. His long gun was like a dragon, and the head of the gun flashed. It was very fast and difficult to resist.

But Shishan is not an ordinary person. As the Holy Son of Tianmo sect and the cultivation of King Wu, it can not be measured by ordinary people.

At the critical moment of the stone mountain, he suddenly placed the machete horizontally in front of him. That is, at this moment, the long gun came in an instant. The head of the gun stabbed the machete hard, making a clang sound of metal collision, and sparks came at the same time.

This shot was full of power, and the powerful force pushed the stone mountain into five parts. The tiger's mouth holding the handle of the knife was also shocked and hurt. It was almost about to drop the machete to the ground.

"Well, you really didn't disappoint me, but no matter how strong the treasure is, it is a foreign thing after all. How can it match its own strength?" Shishan said coldly.

"Joke, you're a king of martial arts. What's the point? Do you dare to say that the machete in your hand is not a treasure, but a piece of iron?" Zhou Yi sneered. Are these sect disciples so shameless?

"Hum, you're smart. Your strength will eventually die under my magic knife!" Shi Shan said coldly. Zhou Yi made him angry this week,

"Since you have such strength, I will fight with you seriously!" Shishan suddenly soared into the air and shouted, "cut with a magic knife!"

A black mountain gathers on the blade at that time. After a short energy accumulation, it grows in vain, and then rushes towards Zhou Yi like a mountain.

Looking at the huge magic blade in front of him, Zhou Yi did not hurry. His body did not retreat but entered. The long gun in his hand burst into a dazzling red light.

"Chiyun magic gun!"

The second move of the cloud chasing gun is to stab it out suddenly. The gun head carries supreme power and the whole body is red. The stabbing person can't open his eyes. He gathers all his strength to attack a little and directly hits the magic blade.

"Boom!"

The huge noise shocked people's eardrums. I saw that the red awn and black awn staggered, and even directly penetrated the mountain sized magic blade, and continued to rush to the stone mountain with harmless power!

This move is to attack at one point, which is extremely powerful. Although the stone mountain attack is powerful and powerful, it lacks the cohesion of power compared with the chiyun magic gun.

If you don't gather enough strength, you will be easily defeated. You can see that the red mans rushed to the stone mountain and arrived in an instant.

Shishan's pupils were wide open. It was unbelievable that his attack was penetrated. He had never encountered such a situation. But the speed of the long gun was too fast. He had no spare time to be shocked. Then he was covered with a black mask and shouted, "cut with a magic knife!"

"Boom" loud noise, two energy collided, and a shocking energy wave broke out.

When the light dissipated, the whole person of Shishan was half kneeling on the ground, his clothes were broken, and the exposed places were full of scars, which was terrible.

"Cough!" coughed up a mouthful of blood, the stone mountain's eyebrows were broken, and the veins on his forehead burst. The whole man roared: "bastard, you dare to hurt me. I want you to die!"

"Hurt you? This is only part of it. I will not only hurt you, but also kill you!" Zhou Yi said coldly, and then rushed to the stone mountain again

Shishan is also unwilling to show weakness. The whole person burst into violence. The drinking magic knife in his hand directly chopped at Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi picked it with a long gun and easily resolved it. Then he turned around and swept out the barrel of the long gun, targeting the back of Shishan.

One of the Shishan didn't notice, so he was severely shot with a long gun, and then the whole man flew out

Zhou Yi sneered, but did not continue to pay attention to Shishan. Instead, he turned and rushed to the battlefield on the other side. At this time, Liu Feng and Hua Lao were fighting

"Old fellow, you didn't expect that the disaster you left behind can now abuse you!" Liu Feng cut it down and shouted violently.

"Hum, I shouldn't have left you in the first place. I'm going to slaughter your slope village even if I dig three feet. But according to my disciples, your sister tastes good!" old Hua said ruthlessly.

He is deliberately angering Liu Feng. He has long forgotten what happened eight years ago. He has slaughtered many villages over the years. How can he remember what happened eight years ago? He's just deliberately angering Liu Feng to expose his flaws!

He didn't expect that Liu Feng could beat him. The long knife in his hand was extremely violent. If he wasn't careful, he would get hurt

"Bastard, you must die today!" when Liu Feng heard this, he was furious and came with a long knife.

It was his rage that revealed the flaw in his waist and abdomen. Old Hua saw the opportunity to attack, but suddenly a silver figure appeared, and his long gun suddenly flew his long sword.

"Asshole!" old Hua was furious and turned to run, but how could he run past Zhou Yi?

Zhou Yi flashed in front of him and swept away with a long gun. Old Hua just abandoned him. At the same time, Liu Feng's long knife cut in the air and split Hua Lao in two!

The powerful and majestic elder of Feiyun sword sect was killed by Liu Feng