Grasping Evil

what!

One mortal dies at the foot of Wang Kun, but the more he kills, the less happy he is. He wants someone who can resent him!

Wang Kun’s thoughts were swept away, and he sneered at him. He turned into a huge Jianguang light, and went straight to a certain direction in the city. However, all the houses, humans and animals that were in front of his Jianguang were all broken.

Jianguang received, he fell in front of the Zhuangyuan House, his eyes scorned.

This champion, just recently refurbished, its owner's gold list title.

But as Wang Kun stepped in step by step, all the servants who had resisted died.

"Interesting, this mortal servant, dare to contend with me, okay! Just like this, you can kill the ground!"

His gaze fell in the champion house, standing on a white-haired old Confucian corpse.

This old Confucian, pleading for seventy years, only to understand the way to save the world.

At the age of seventy-nine years old, he believed that he had achieved success in his studies and joined the imperial examinations.

He traveled across the street to promote his own political road. He saw the emperor, and he died in peace. The king of the emperor respected him and gave him the sword of the sword.

He is an unyielding old man who has received the respect of the people of Gusu.

He faintly looked at Wang Kun, with contempt and anger,

"Why are you waiting for the blood to kill the aunt and give the old man a reason!"

"The reason is... Laozi likes to kill! Most like murderer and other mortals!" Wang Kun laughed, his smile made the old man angry to the extreme, turned into calm, turned into a trace... scorn!

"It turns out that killing people for fun! Good reason! Good one... reason!"

"The one who is on it, the one who deceives it, the ant!"

"You are only bullying the weak... ants!"

In the eyes of this old Confucian, Wang Kun is just an ant!

Wang Kun’s eyes are cold, and a sword is cold, and the old dugong is divided into two halves.

With the blood of the sword, Wang Kun showed his joy and killed this old Confucian. His artistic conception has actually increased a lot.

"That is to be like this, to resent! If you do not hate me, killing and so on just buried my hand!"

His eyes were mad, stepping out in one step, turning into Jianguang, and rushing to another manor.

There, named Zhao Zhai, lived in the famous Zhao Dashan people.

His name is Zhao Shan. When he was young, he was romantic and one was old. Still romantic. Although people are romantic, they often blame the disaster and the people, countless Gusu people, have been favored by them.

Not long ago, Zhao Shan had just married a girl, it was a happy event.

But at the moment, Zhao Shan, with his old body, looked at the self-proclaimed daughter of a hospital, showing resentment.

His wife and wife are very beautiful. When Rosen came to rob women, these women were self-defeating and self-sufficient.

He looked at Wang Kun, his eyes were red. He looked at the dead wife and his wife.

"Give me a reason! Give me a reason to slaughter my whole family!"

"Reason? I like to kill people, but the reason!"

Wang Kun looked at Zhao Shan, he wants to irritate Zhao Shan even more. His black sword smashed over the female body of a place, and even these women did not stay!

"You are not a person, not a person!"

Zhao Shan is old. Holding a cane, hit Wang Kun.

He resentful, he resented his old, weak, resentful Wang Kun's viciousness.

"Good! Just have this expression!"

puff!

The black sword pierced Zhao Shan’s heart and shredded it. Wang Kun felt that his artistic conception grew again.

The five old men trapped in the sword silk can't stand it anymore.

Here is where they lived in the millennium. This is a million mortals, they almost all recognize it!

"The old man is fighting with you!"

The old man in the green shirt is **** red, he can no longer let Wang Kun kill, his Yuan Ying is inseparable, crazy and determined, he ignited the blood of anger, like a **** sun.

He wants to fight with Wang Kun, he wants to blew himself!

boom!

A big monk's death blew himself, and Wang Kun's sword silk was blown out of a gap, while the other four old people did not have the compassionate companions' minds. They only had one mind... stepping on the bones of their companions and avenging them!

"Hateful! Actually blew a person, so I wasted one..." Wang Kun felt a pity, but it made him a pity.

Seeing Yu Ge, who has nothing to do, sees the old man rushing out of the sword silk, his eyes brightened, the golden sword in his hand is cut, and the unbeatable Jianguang will kill the old sword.

As for the four-person Yuan Ying, they are eaten and eaten in the lower abdomen.

"Yu Ge! You grab the prey of Laozi!" Wang Kun was angry. He killed so many people, only to provoke the veteran grievances, but he was killed by Yu Ge.

"Hey! How are you robbing! You still can't kill? If you don't kill, Lao Tzu directly swallows the whole sac!"

"No, I haven't killed enough!"

Wang Kunyi looked at Yu Ge and knew that it was not the time when he was compared with Yu Ge.

Looking into a house, suddenly it was bright.

A sword light rushed away, Wang Kun stood outside the house door, looking at a child with a wooden sword in the door, and a beautiful woman who was filthy and full of horror, showing a sneer.

"You killed Xu Bobo, killed Yang Sanqi, you killed Grandpa Chu... I am fighting with you!"

The small stone is **** red, the wooden sword in his hand, the sword refers to Wang Kun.

Very good expression, very good expression!

Wang Kun was overjoyed and couldn't think of a child in the district. It was such a strong resentment.

It is no wonder that the smelter is not loved by children. The younger the child, the more pure the heart is. If you hate it, the stronger it is.

"Small stone, go, go! Mother stopped him, you are going!" Bai Su showed a panic color, she had never seen a monk in her life.

Wang Kun looked at it and seemed to see something.

"If you let resentment and kill you again, Laozi’s artistic conception is expected to break through in a hundred years!"

"This woman is your mother-in-law...hey..."

Wang Kun’s eyes swept over Bai Su’s delicate body and licked his tongue.

With his cultivation, at a glance, there is a similar breath in the blood between the white and the small stones, mostly mother and child.

"You are not allowed to move my mother!" The small stone stopped in front of Bai Su, but with only one wooden sword, he could block a demon head.

Even Wang Kun did not look at the small stones, put away the black sword, flexed his fingers, shocked Bai Su, and both hands explored, intending to grab the face of Bai Su.

He hates double repairs. But if the abuse of Bai Su can make Xiaoshi headache hate him, he can't ask for it!

Only his claws have not touched the white, but he saw a wooden sword and a light sword, cut on Wang Kun's wrist.

In the middle of the middle of the sacred body, he was cut off by a wooden sword.

Immediately, Wang Kun was shocked and even retired. After confirming that he was only cutting a small stone, he was shocked.

"This is the wooden sword that is cut! Such a sturdy sword, just a trace. It is enough to break my physical defense!"

Under the shock of Wang Kun, outside the city of Gusu, countless sea boats rescued.

A Daoyuan Yingguangguang is desperate to rush, headed by a big man in the middle of the Yuan Ying... Wang Si!

God read the grief of the Gusu, every Yuan Ying old blame, is the color of grief and indignation.

"Who are you, who are you! Why do you want to do this! Why!"

"Why? Hey..." Wang Kun’s words were not finished, but he saw Wang Sihua as a fierce man, and he rushed to death!

"Do not hurt small stones!"

Wang Si eyes are worried. When God saw it, he saw that there was no such thing as Ning Fan and Xu Qiu Ling. Only two people had been killed by Wang Kun. The heart is even more angry.

"Who are you! You killed Qiu Ling and her husband, you **** it!"

Hundreds of years ago, it was Wang Si’s boat with a hole and Qiu Ling’s entry into Gusu.

That time, Qiu Ling stayed in Gusu for several years. It is like a prostitute of Wang Si.

After hundreds of years, Qiu Ling took the husband and returned to Gusu. But now, he died in Wang Kun’s hand.

"You killed my niece! I am fighting with you! Ah!"

Wang Sichong went to Wang Kun. But there is no interest in letting Wang Kun take a look.

Wang Si has resentment, but this resentment is nothing compared to the small stone.

"Your grievances, I don't need it anymore, roll!"

boom!

Wang Kun stepped down step by step, forming an indescribable force of collapse and colliding with Wang Si’s chest.

Only one collision, the king four meridians broken, vomiting blood and flying, although not dead, but also seriously injured half-waste.

He coughed up blood and watched Wang Kun step closer to the small stone, smirking and approaching Bai Su.

Wang Si’s eyes are bloody, he wants to kill Wang Kun, but he can’t do it...

"Give me a reason! Give Gusu a reason!" He rushed to heaven, he... not willing!

Not to be weak, not uncomfortable, not willing to let people slaughter.

"The reason? The reason is... I am too weak!"

Wang Sen refers to the painting of the silk, the silk is painted in the prison, the small stone is trapped in it, step by step closer to the white.

Wang Sen was very happy to look at the white body and the petite body, looking at the white resentment, but worried about the small stone's concern. Suddenly some understand that Rosen likes women is not without reason.

Bai Su humiliatedly closed her eyes, she can imagine, after another ten, no, nine interest, her good name, will be ruined by this Wang Kun.

"Zhou Gongzi... You are not as good as him... Zhou Gongzi is mostly a fairy, but he never started to wait for me to be a mortal... Anyone who is in the city laughs at him, looks down on him, and laughs at him... He is too much, you can't compare!"

Bai Su has decided to bite his tongue when Wang Kun approaches himself.

She never gives her body to the garbage like Wang Kun!

"Zhou Gongzi? What **** Zhou Gongzi, you said that he is worse than me? You said that I am not as good as him, ridiculous!"

Wang Kun laughed at the sky, and he felt that the mortal people here were really jokes.

"I Wang Kun, seven-year-old monk, 19-year-old into Huang Yungu, 23-year-old Rong Ling, 319-year-old Dan, 752-year-old Yan Shi Jie Ying! 1400-year-old god, 2200 years old in the middle of the god! You said Zhou Gongzi, what is it? Repair it!"

Wang Kun did not immediately insult Bai Su. He looked at Bai Su from afar, and suddenly felt that it was very pleasant to let the woman surrender in the last glory.

"I, I don't know... I don't know what to do, I don't know what the realm is... I just have a feeling, you kill me like an ant, he kills you, etc. It is also like an ant... I believe... this wooden sword is his cut !"

Bai Suzhen smiled, she did not understand what comprehension.

She only knows that if Ning Fan is also a monk, it is ten million times stronger than Wang Kun.

In her words, Wang Kun was not in the heart.

I just heard that the wooden sword that cut my own was actually cut by Zhou Gongzi. For Zhou Gongzi who had never appeared, Wang Kun could not help but be taboo.

"Zhou Gongzi? You have a bit of a son, you shouldn't even know his name. Who is his name?"

"He called..." Bai Su licked her lips and smiled. She didn't even know Ning Fan's name.

"He called, Zhou Ming!"

Bai Su did not answer, but a cold ice like the sound of Wan Xuan Bing, instead of her answer!

At the moment when the sound fell, only the sound of a sword breaking through the sea was heard. Wang Kun had not yet reacted. Suddenly surprised!

In front of him, in front of Bai Su, small stones and other people, a white young woman with a black woman, emerged out of thin air!

That dawn is clearly the skill of moving the sword after the understanding of the sword, and it is faster than the usual change of God!

It’s really too fast. It’s coming to Wang Kun and Yu Ge. I don’t know how Ning Fan appears!

A huge pressure, from the Ning Fan body, let Wang Kun, Yu Ge almost suffocated.

The two immediately recognized the white youth in front of them. It is the people they were going to assassinate... Zhou Ming!

Ning Fan’s eyes closed slightly, and the gods swept through 50,000 miles and swept every inch of the land of Gusu.

In this short period of time, the people of Gusu are two-thirds dead!

He took Xu Qiuling into the sea to heal the wounds, only one day has passed, but Gusu has been completely unrecognizable.

"Give me a reason... the reason for a **** aunt Su..." Ning Fan tried to calm the words, five months of life. Although short, but here, gave him a warm memory...

This memory is crushed by cruel people!

"Reason? Everyone is weak. Then damn, how about killing! Zhou Ming, you are just a murderous devil, why should you pretend to be a high! You are here. Laozi just killed you and invited the Alliance. And then I can..."

Wang Kun smiled and looked at Ning Fan. But he did not finish his words, a horrible murderous temper that caused the sky to tremble from Ning Fan, sweeping the entire Gusu!

"Give me a reason!"

Ning Fan's eyes are like cold electricity, and one step is taken, it seems to be rolling a thousand clouds, and it is discolored.

At the beginning of this step, a deadly crisis will sweep over Wang Kun’s heart.

Wang Kun hasn't even reacted yet, and has been deceived by Ning Fan in front of him, with the momentum of the mountains!

Wang Kun had only time to keep the black sword in the chest, and let the palm of the hand be on the black sword.

The black sword was cast by the Wanling Iron and Steel, which can block the landslide without destroying it!

That black sword is a meta-classical spirit treasure, but it can be played in the early days!

But such a good sword, under the power of Ning Fan, suddenly turned into a smashing powder, a violent to the strength of the power, shocked in the chest of Wang Kun, the three spirits of the armor, all broken!

Only one palm, Wang Kun's bones and bones are broken, the flesh is trembled, and it is smashed into blood fog!

The power to kill Wang Kun, spare no effort, through the island of Gusu, out of the deep sea.

Between the hustle and bustle, within 100,000 miles of the sea, was the power of Ning Fan, shaking all the sea water, turning into thousands of water dragons, skyrocketing!

Yu Ge’s face-lifting earthquake is simply unbelievable. Wang Kun, who is in the middle of the deification, will be killed by Ning Fan! He hasn't reacted yet, and suddenly he feels that he is madly erected behind him!

Behind him, Ning Fan appears as a ghostly moment, and when he grabs it, he pierces his dantian from his waist and grabs his god!

Wang Kun and Yu Ge’s gods were all held in the hands of Ning Fan, and they were all chilling.

It’s like seeing something that is extremely incomprehensible. The two are in the middle of the gods, and they are actually killed by Ning Fan...

How can this be! In addition to the seven inland seas, who can instantly kill the gods in the middle!

"You, what are you doing! Instantly killing the gods in the middle... You are not the beginning of the gods, not! Don't kill me, I am the purple sable, the purple scorpion said to kill in the open sea... You can't kill me If you kill me, you will be guilty of sin, sin against the demon temple, and sin against the demon! It is easy to kill me, but it is equally easy to kill you!"

"Demon!" Ning Fan eyes are cold.

Wang Kun and Yu Ge seem to find some chips that make Ning Fan jealous, and the courage grows stronger.

"Yes, it is the demon! You killed me, you will be sinful!"

"You said killing you... will offend the land to burn!" Ning Fan looked at the **** sea ruins of Gusu, and there was a killing in the chest that could not be vented!

I am too kind, and I did not immediately kill the Alliance of the Ming Dynasty, only to leave this legacy!

It’s too kind to myself. I didn’t overthrow the demon temple, let the purple scorpion jump the clown, and think it is!

The people should not die in war, and mortals should not die in the blood of the truth.

In particular, the warmth of the Gusu, which is to be warm to yourself, is even more irresistible!

"You said that I would offend the land to burn, I will let you see if I will offend him!"

"瀛洲仙岛, 刺明联盟! You, too!"

"Well wait for blood to wash Gusu, Zhou will wash the blood in Zhouzhou, Zhou will have to look at it, how can I explain to the land-burning!"

Rosen was very happy, and he washed the Gusu. He had at least 10,000 mortal women. These women are pure in their souls. He really can't wait to return to Weizhou Xiandao and enjoy this delicious food.

On the other side of the flying sword of blood, Sensen is not far from Weizhou Xiandao, but his heart suddenly is a bit strange.

The strange thing is that Wang Kun and Yu Ge did not catch up.

"But killing a mortal country, it is not finished yet, hey! Wang Kun always said that Laozi is sloppy, I think he is a pervert, what **** resentment, what likes to kill mortal people... I will simply give them a lot of fun. ...oh, of course, after you have been played by Laozi, let you be happy!"

Rosen patted his shoulders full of women's sacks, licking his tongue, and the Japanese woman, it was a beautiful thing!

boom!

In the distance behind him, suddenly there was a huge sound.

Rosen looked back curiously, and this looked scared that his intestines had fallen out.

A million miles away from behind him, a purple-black giant with a full three thousand feet, holding a palm in the sky, carrying an entire island, stepping on the waves, and rushing to the continent.

The breath of the giant, just a trace, made the Rosen crisis.

The giant stepped out every step of the way, almost all of them can cross the sea of ​​90,000 miles!

When Rosen's eyes swept toward the giant, the giant looked like a cold-blooded gaze.

"You can't run! Ice is broken!"

The right fist that the giant has vacated, a big punch, and time, 100,000 miles of seas are frozen!

An ice and a broken room, a huge impulse hit the vest, Rosen a pain, directly fell off the flying sword, horrified.

Who is this giant!

Idle speed is so fast, the punch is so strong!

Rosen was shocked and stunned. He climbed back to the flying sword and lost his life. He tried to escape into the island of Weizhou before being caught up by the giants. While fleeing, one side is begging for mercy! Without him, the feeling that the giant gave Rosen could not be defeated at all!

"Dao, Daoyou, I have no enmity with you, why are you chasing me! Give me a reason!"

"What do you count, with my Zhou Ming to give reasons!"

Ning Fan's giants sneered at the sky and looked crazy.

He is going to take a Gusu Island and set foot on Weizhou! (To be continued.)