Hong Huang: The opening game saved Hongjun, but added a chat group

This fatal man, who had killed several generals in the army of 200,000 Yan Kingdom, and wanted to leave the descendants, disappeared like this, completely disappeared from the world.

Everyone, Lu Buwei’s three thousand diners, were all frozen at this time, looking at the bloody qi slowly floating in the air, looking at Zheng Chengwu and Huan Zheng who were still motionless.

What happened here, my lord, how could it suddenly blow itself up?

Demon art, it must be demon art!

I was about to shout and curse, but I heard the opposite side, a uniform shout sounded, deafening

“The great king is mighty, the great king is mighty!”

Zheng Chengwu and the three thousand iron horses bowed down to Huan Zhengqi, who was standing there.

Lu Buwei and the others were all wide-eyed, full of disbelief!

“Could it be that Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng shot and killed the fatal adult? How could he have such powerful combat power? ”

After a long while, Lu Buwei shouted in a loud voice: “Quickly call out all the dead soldiers, and kill this little child of Yingzheng for me!”

Who can take the head of this little child, and this king named him the first rank of the Marquis of Da Lu, and share the Kingdom of Da Lu with King Ben! ”

With a sound, in an instant, thousands of black-clothed people poured out from the depths of the Lu Mansion, surging towards Ying Zheng.

Even the expert who had been in shock couldn’t help but rush forward.

When Zheng Chengwu saw it, he shouted: “Everyone go up in formation and protect the king!” ”

Huan Zhengyi waved his hand and said, “You just need to be optimistic about these three thousand guest qing and Lu Buwei, this old dog, don’t get away with one!” ”

Then, soaring into the air, he shouted: “Eighteen palms of the dragon, the flying dragon is in the sky!” ”

Everyone saw that this king in a rolling yellow dragon robe, like a golden tyrannosaurus, struck down from a high palm.

The hundreds of dead soldiers who rushed ahead, like a nuclear bomb, instantly turned into nothing.

Lu Buwei and the others in the distance were stunned for a while.

Looking at the soaring in the air, it is like a divine dragon.

This is the winning government?

Is this still the same winning?

I only heard that Ying Zheng’s body had not yet fallen, and he shouted again, “The dragon has repentance!” ”

This move is the same as the flying dragon in the sky, it is soaring in the air, and the blow from top to bottom, especially the move of the dragon has repentance, it is even more powerful.

Boom, a loud bang, is the trembling of the great earthquake.

Hundreds of people again, turned into a blood mist.

The eighteen palms of the dragon have been perfectly played in the hands of Ying Zheng, and they have been played to the extreme!

Xiao Daxia of the Dragon World that day would never have imagined that the eighteen palms of the dragon would have such great power.

That expert originally wanted to follow the dead soldiers, in the chaos, use the assassin’s expertise, and kill the government.

In this way, he will become the first rank of ten thousand marquis of Lu Buwei’s Great Lu Kingdom.

However, before everyone came close to winning the government, he hit nothing.

Assassins, the main thing, are to sneak attack.

As a result, his strengths cannot be brought to play.

After hesitation, he had been targeted by Ying Zheng, and he had felt the rich murderous aura emanating from his body.

Ying Zheng is now a half-immortal body, and his perception is extremely strong.

The dangerous aura on the expert’s body made him very uncomfortable.

With a movement under his feet, Ling Bo stepped slightly, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the expert, and as soon as his hand stretched out, he pinched his neck.

“Ah, don’t!”

The expert hissed.

But at the sound of a crisp click, the expert’s head hung down.

This scene made Lu Buwei’s 3,000 guest heads dizzy.

This body method is too fast, like a phantom, a sign of non-people!

It turned out that it was really this political killing!

But seeing that Ying Zheng casually threw the expert away, he slapped another palm at the dead man who was still rushing.

The so-called dead warriors are warriors who do not want to die, and they are not afraid of death at all.

Knowing that he will die, he must also rush forward regardless of his body.

Ying Zheng slapped one palm after another, and hit him head-on.

Those thousands of dead soldiers, like the waves of the sea, rushed up and disappeared in waves.

This scene not only stunned Lu Buwei’s three thousand guest qing, but also the three thousand iron horses.

I couldn’t even think of shouting and cheering.

In their eyes, Ying Zheng is a god of war, a god of war that shocks heaven and earth.

In the eyes of Lu Buwei’s three thousand guest secretaries, Ying Zheng is a killing machine, a murderous devil, and a true killing god.

As Ying Zheng reaped the lives of thousands of dead soldiers one palm after another, Lu Buwei knew that these people would definitely not be able to resist Ying Zheng.

All his schemes were in vain!

Seeing that the dead man was about to be slaughtered by Ying Zheng, the three thousand guest secretaries, in an uproar, all knelt down, and said loudly: “I beg the king to spare me and wait, I am all deceived by Lu Buwei, a thief!” ”

Now, Lu Buwei’s general trend has passed, and the so-called wall has fallen and everyone has pushed it.

Lu Buwei looked at the scene in front of him, and several mouthfuls of old blood spewed out.

“If you don’t keep one, kill them all!”

But listening to the indifferent voice of Ying Zheng sounded in everyone’s ears.

“Don’t, don’t!”

Zheng Chengwu, with three thousand tigers and wolves on the iron horse, had already swarmed up and slashed down.

“I, Lu Buwei, am unwilling, I Lu Buwei can’t be so calculated, even if I turn into a devil and sell my soul, I will kill this little child of Yingzheng!”