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"Well?"

Looking at what Yu Wenyong was taking out, Xiao Chen's face was startled and immediately thought of the actions of the song, Jin and Yuan Dynasties.

One is the young master of the Song family, and the other is the elder of Keqing of the Song family.

From the same source, is it true that Yu Wenyong is also using zombie powder?

At that time, if it was not for the existence of the inheritance of the evil king, I would have burped my fart.

After careful consideration, Xiao Chen retreated.

If the old trick is repeated, he doesn't want to be tortured again.

Under his burning eyes, Yu Wenyong took out a small bone flute. If he guessed correctly, it should be some kind of magic weapon.

"Mr. Xiao, be careful. I'm going to make a formal move."

"With pleasure!"

Xiao Chen also wanted to see his means, so he took it up candidly.

When the wounded disciples of the Song family saw the bone flute, they were all white and shivering all over.

"Crouching trough, isn't this a psychic flute? Run quickly. When ordinary people hear the sound of the flute, they will lose their mind when they are light, but they will go into the devil if they are serious. "

"I've seen elder Yuwen use it once before. It's true. Many of the enemy's people were attacked, and they were killed and killed on the spot."

“……”

In the discussion, the sons of the Song family tried their best to milk and ran towards the distance without any delay.

There is only one guy who doesn't believe in evil. He lies down in the distance and looks at it secretly, hoping to see the power of the requiem.

Yu Wenyong looked at Xiao Chen and his eyes changed. "Mr. Xiao, if I play a requiem with a bone flute, you won't have a chance."

"I want to see it."

Xiao Chen is not afraid of it. He stares at Yu Wenyong's bone flute tightly. There is a trace of fluorescence around him.

It should be the so-called magic weapon in daomen. It must be!

Magic weapons are not ordinary objects. They have innumerable power of belief. Once urged by the formula, they can crush ordinary people.

Sobbing

Yu Wenyong put the bone flute to his mouth and played it quietly.

In an instant, the strong wind swept his face, blowing Xiao Chen's face ache.

Moreover, the whole mind is also confused, there is a kind of impulse to be drowsy.

It's a magic weapon. It's powerful.

The disciple, who wanted to see the excitement, covered his ears at the moment, but could not help but look pale.

"Poof..."

He couldn't help but feel the agitation in his heart. His throat was sweet and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

And the back color gradually black, as if there is an invisible hand, pinching his neck, making him difficult to breathe.

"Elder Yuwen, spare your life

Sobbing

However, elder Yuwen turned a deaf ear, and the rhythm of playing flute became faster and faster.

Not only the disciple, but also Xiao Chen is in danger.

Why do you say that?

Because Xiao Chen's body shape was imprisoned, unable to move.

It's a terrible Taoist magic weapon. It's ten million times stronger than the ghost weapon of song, Jin and Yuan Dynasties.

No way!

If things go on like this, the situation will only get worse and worse. If it is not done well, it will be a situation in which people are forced to make sacrifices and I will do it for fish.

I didn't look at the Yellow calendar when I went out today. I was really careless.

However, this was the first time Xiao Chen saw the power of magic weapons.

In contrast, the skeleton crutches of song, Jin and Yuan Dynasties are nothing at all.

However, the situation does not allow Xiao Chen to think more about it. It is urgent to seek countermeasures to break the control of this magic weapon.

"Roar..."

Under the flash of his mind, he repeated the old trick and roared out the lion roar skill.

The two domineering atmosphere is surging, and there will be a terrible collision.

Xiao Chen's eyes were burning. He wanted to see whether it was the Taoist magic weapon or the lion roar skill.

Whoosha!

The breath collides together, but that kind of mutual restraint situation actually did not appear, lets the human be surprised.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Seeing this situation, Xiao Chen laughed and finally realized.

It's useless to use the lion roar skill for such orthodox Taoist tools, because the attributes of breath are not different.

Fortunately, when the lion roar Gong started, the pressure of the magic weapons around him suddenly lightened, which made Xiao Chen's body and mind recover to normal and no longer be suppressed.

Roar

Seeing this situation, without any hesitation, Xiao Chen looked happy and continued to roar and walked towards Yu Wenyong.

"This It's impossible! "

Yu Wenyong looked at Xiao Chen, who was approaching step by step, and was shocked.

You know, once the magic weapon is used, it is not so easy to suppress, and it is also difficult to defend.

But this Xiao Chen, unexpectedly uses the lion roar skill to suppress.What does that mean?

It shows that Xiao Chen's martial strength can not be underestimated.

Of course, that's not the main point.

The key point is that the general use of martial arts breath to suppress magic weapons requires the strength of the warrior to be better.

It can be imagined that Xiao Chen's strength has reached a state that can only be looked up to.

Sobbing

Thinking of this, Yu Wenyong not only did not have any slack, but also played the flute faster and faster.

Suddenly, the pressure surged.

The spectator's face has been distorted by torture, and he is constantly spraying blood at the moment.

Then he fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

With the high playing of the flute, Xiao Chen felt the pressure and raised the voice of lion roar Gong by eight points without hesitation.

Roar! Oh!

Originally, the two attributes are similar, and the breath of not suppressing each other suddenly surges together at this moment.

In an instant, the boundless leaves rustled and the dust rolled in.

Yeah.

Can clearly feel, this explosive breath, let the whole forest for one dark.

Without any restraint, both of them are doing their best to produce the maximum output.

"Roar..."

"Wuwu..."

These are two kinds of exclusion to the extreme atmosphere, why is this?

Because these two kinds of breath are driven by human beings, even though they are all the power of Yang, they are intertwined with each other.

Xiao Chen, like a strong warrior, marched forward bravely in the direction of Yu Wenyong.

This NIMA!

Yu Wenyong's pupils shrank suddenly and his heart was shocked.

At the same time, even the powerful sound of the magic instrument bone flute has changed. It is no longer melodious and leisurely, but with a trace of panic.

It is now that we will kill you while you are ill.

Xiao Chen takes advantage of the victory and pursues, and the roar of the lion rises to a higher level.

"Ouch

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and Yu Wenyong could not bear this kind of destruction any more and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Needless to ask, this is a kind of extreme destruction, but also the crushing strength.

In the moment when he was stunned.

Xiao Chen's legs and feet have been smashed down, with the wind whistling.

Crackling.

Yu Wenyong's hair was disordered and flew upside down.

The bone flute fell to the ground, and he himself bumped into a big tree. He was in a sad state, as if he was a teenager in an instant.

He murmured: "sure enough, it is strong in the middle of the hand, outside the Castle Peak Tower outside the hill."

"Ha ha"

Xiao Chen put his hands around him and glared at him. He said faintly: "today is a good day. Our leader doesn't want to kill people. Go back and tell song Yuanshan that he'd better come to plead guilty, otherwise, I'll wash the Song family with blood!"