He Has a Dragon

Wang Le's cold and frosty eyes looked at Guan Hong who was seriously dying and paralyzed in a pool of blood. He couldn't help but feel that the warrior was really hard to die. For ordinary people, where there was so much talk, he had already died on the Huangquan Road. (# ……)!

However, when Wang Le thought of the situation where the other party was fighting with himself, he knew that this was the reason for tempering the physical constitution. Otherwise, his vitality would not be so strong.

Just as Wang Le's mind was moving, I saw Guan Hong sitting slowly in the blood pool, slowly raising his head, staring at Wang Le with resentment and gritting his teeth, saying: "Emperor, all eyes today Kill me, and you will never die with you at the gate of the next day ... "

After waiting for Guan Hong to finish speaking, Wang Le's heart felt awkward, and a ghost was moving at his feet, and he rushed towards the other side.

The "bang" sound was sour, and even more chilling, Wang Le stepped on the head of Guan Hong's head and pressed it to the ground, then stabbed straight into the ground!

Guan Hong's desperate screaming and despair ended abruptly, and words that have not been exported can never be said.

Wang Le didn't want this guy to burst out under the audience.

You have to know that once there are many things in the world, once they are on the table, they are staring at each other, and then there will be no room for turning around.

"If you want to take the head of the master, break your skull first!"

Wang Le snorted, and if no one else muttered, he could not help but make a sudden change in the faces of the martial arts on the sidelines.

Because in their eyes, this is an obvious threat of warning, and now the corpse of the broken seed on the head is the best example.

First, Dong Chong, who has a long corpse in the street, has a guy who claims to be Heishan Yuan Hong in front of them. Everyone has no doubt that once he gets into the throne from the worldly red dust, he must also eat a bowl of broken bones. surface!

In the dark corner of the crowd watching, Merry Fish looked at such a brutal and familiar scene in the field, because it had been seen once on the long street outside the restaurant in heaven on earth.

But still couldn't help but be careful of his liver, and whispered to himself: "Kill and kill, but it's so cruel and cruel, and the devil is just like that."

Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang, standing next to each other, also twined their eyelids, and their faces became abnormally dignified, because the words of happy fish had come to their hearts.

At this time, I saw Mr. Six Fingers standing in front of him, and sighed without looking back, deeply sighing: "This man is very vicious and extremely damaging. Once he grows up, no one in martial arts can restrain him. . "

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Uncle Cang hoarse and said, "This kind of person's flaws must be reported. If you can't kill them with a single stick, it's better not to provoke them easily."

Uncle Ze standing next to him smiled softly, and said, "Guan Hong's death, Qing Palace will be known soon. At that time, it would be difficult for the Emperor to escape his life!"

I saw Jolly Fish shaking his head in disagreement: "Guan Hong concealed his true identity. Moreover, this is a fair fight. The victory of the defeated king and the defeated Kou since ancient times is nothing to say. , Look at the rivals in the central region, but can't help but be disciplined! "

After a moment of pause, Jolly Fish turned around again, with a hint of gloating voice: "But in the style of the Qing Palace's traditional behavior, this emperor will inevitably have to suffer."

Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang did not rebut, but nodded their heads in recognition, and did not say more. After all, this throne has nothing to do with them, and there is no need to waste more words.

At this moment, he saw the six-fingered Mr. standing in front of him and said faintly: "It's not enough for the Qing Palace to take a shot. Is there still less trouble in the throne?"

"Eh!" The happy fish froze for a while, then couldn't help but looked at the back of Master in front of him.

As a disciple, although Jolly Fish can't guess the true idea in Master ’s heart, but he can clearly understand one or two. In his mind, he could n’t help but think secretly: "For the map of the treasure burial treasure of the Emperor Shizheng, whether the emperor took Sun Lequan For those half of the map, Master has already killed his heart. "

Thinking of this, the joyful fish cast Wang Le's eyes on the field, unconsciously covered with a layer of compassion, and his heart said with emotion: "Even if your throne swept Bai Yujing's mysterious list, what is invincible and undefeated? After all, it is still unbeatable Master such a master! "

The six fingers standing in front of him, at this time, Wang Le's eyes no longer hesitated to look at the field.

Earlier in the day, he had speculated and even determined that the foundation of the throne was the hidden world, which really made him hesitant.

But the battle that just ended has completely shaken the previous judgment, because in his opinion, although the move between the emperor's moves and offenses is fatal, there is no rule.

Even the disciples of Xiaomen Xiaopai will not behave this way when they are fighting with each other, let alone independent of martial arts, fearful and fearful hidden world.

After turning his mind, Mr. Liuzhi put away his gaze at Wang Le, and then turned sharply to look at his disciples and servants. Shen Sheng said, "This throne is definitely from the earthly red dust road, and it is not deterring He didn't dare to act lightly, so he must stare at him next time and capture it if necessary! "

The faces of the three changed suddenly. Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang replied without hesitation.

After the merry fish followed the salute, he carefully looked at Mr. Six Fingers and said eloquently, "Master, if the throne was born from a wild road and came from the earthly red dust, then where did he come from? So powerful? Even in close combat ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ even Guan Hong, who was born at Qingfeng, cannot restrain him. "

I saw Mr. Liuzhi glanced at his disciples, nodded and praised, "You can think of this, and you'll be a normal teacher."

After waiting for the humble fish to be humble, Mr. Six Fingers turned sharply and said, "But you are too young, fish."

"Eh!" Jolly Fish could not help but sigh, and then said humbly, "Please ask Master to dispel my disciples."

Mr. Six Fingers asked with a narrow squint in his eyes, "What is the martial arts talent of this throne?"

"Eh!" If this is not his master, the happy fish will roll his eyes on the spot, because the problem is too technical.

"Cough!" Happy Fish cleared his throat and replied solemnly: "From the performance of the Emperor in the past few times, especially the killing of Guan Hong today, his martial arts practice is definitely no doubt in the late Xuanjie period. . "

After a pause, Jolly Fish couldn't help showing a hint of envy, and said sincerely: "How old is he in the late stage of the martial arts? Looking at the martial arts world, a slap can be counted with such achievements. "