Resurrection of spiritual energy: My sword intention is not serious Urban imagination revives

Li Weize's face was strange, and he raised his hand and slapped Zhao Zhiqian on the back of the head.

"You're a forging body nine-stage. "

And kill a blue sky and white day. "

It's good if the monster doesn't beat your ass.

Zhao Zhiqian stared at Li Weize, feeling that the enemy was extremely red when he met.

I don't want to say a word of nonsense, just launch a fierce attack.

Li Weize laughed disdainfully and quickly counterattacked.

The two of them punched to the flesh and fought until the darkness, without any mercy.

But what is strange is that there is no ...... left behind

The corners of Zhou Hongtao's mouth twitched, a little speechless.

You can fight without delaying your journey.

Mu Xi looked at the familiar rivals, covered his mouth and smiled softly, his eyes on the little fat man who looked a little stupid.

"No. 1 on the Eagle List, Wang Ruisheng, I didn't expect you to be in the team. The

little fat man raised his arm and scratched his head, smiling innocently, a little shy.

Lin Zhou looked strange, and as soon as he raised his arm, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that he is so stupid in the eyes of others?

He hurriedly changed his gesture and smoothed out the few long hairs that were scattered in front of Xiao Ping's head.

"Old Yinbi, where are we going?" Zhao

Ziqian and Li Weize stopped their movements at the same time, and looked at Lin Zhou in shock, as if they had guessed something.

Those who dare to call Zhou Hongtao like this unscrupulously, who else can there be except those few pit goods?

That's it, there is no normal person in this team!

Zhou

Hongtao looked strange, coughed, and looked to the north.

"All the way to the

north!" "Kill the weak beast when you encounter it, and ...... strong one when you encounter it

" "How far can you run!" Hearing

this, the group clenched the long knife in their hands, their eyes became solemn, and they continued to move towards the north, with firm and resolute steps.

Dong Qinran fell far behind, looking at this scene and nodding slightly.

At some point, this group of people is still a little bit righteous.

But he didn't know what to think, and his face became strange.

The students of

the same grade can no longer suppress them, and now they have set their sights on the senior students, and I am afraid that it will not be long before they will be eyeing the teacher's ......

There are also these two pit leaders, in case they change the painting style of the entire army......

There's no place to cry when you cry!

It's a good ...... to let it out

You can not only get exercise, but also pick up nuclear warheads by the way.

It's good to kill two birds with one stone!

......

Lost City.

The second fat looked up to the sky and opened his mouth wide, and the pouring rain made the thirst disappear a lot in an instant.

"Old thing! I left only a bag of blue temptation and ran away!" he cursed viciously.

"Can't you keep some rations? Aren't you afraid of starving to death?" Taking

advantage of Liu Kai's departure, he recounted the Communist Manifesto more than a dozen times without sleep for three consecutive days.

He didn't stop until his mouth was dry and his throat was smoking.

But the dead are still ruthless and have not changed in the slightest.

The only difference is that many of the dead men faltered when they left, and their legs were weak, as if they had been sucked dry.

This made Er Fat feel endless loss, and wanted to lie down countless times.

But as soon as he thought of the picture of himself leading 100,000 dead soldiers and captive Hu Mei'er back to Celestial City as a warm house, Er Fat suddenly had the power again.

Ollie

! For the sake

of the fox, come on!

"Gollum~"

The cry of the stomach made the second fat sigh helplessly, and carefully grabbed a handful of the blue temptation hidden in the tower, mixed with the rain and into the dough and stuffed it into his mouth.

He glanced at Chenjing, who was still unresponsive, and stepped forward to probe his breath.

"Some people are alive

!" "But it's like dead!" Er

Fat shook his head, took out his mobile phone and compared his middle finger fiercely, wanting to take a group photo, only to find that the mobile phone didn't know whether it was out of battery or water, and it couldn't be turned on.

This made Er Fat even more crazy, and endless anger was brewing in his heart.

He hurried to the door of the tower and stepped out with a sharp step.

No one has spoken to him for three days, and this feeling of loneliness makes the already lively and active Er Fat full of anger.

"Get out of here with me!" the

second fat roared loudly, his voice echoing through the rainstorm.

However, his call was not answered in any way, and only the sound of wind and raindrops accompanied his lonely existence.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps from the rain curtain, and dense and uncountable black shadows gradually emerged.

The black-clad and weapon-armed dead man approached like a demon with cold and merciless eyes in his eyes.

The two fat soul armors covered the whole body, with black and purple light and fierce eyes.

Take a step, like an angry lion, and rush forward.

Every step was thunderous, and the dirt under his feet was splashed.

The dead soldiers did not have the slightest fear, and indifferently waved the weapons in their hands to meet the impact of the second fat.

The rain soaked their black robes, but they were like demons from the depths of darkness, cold and unforgiving, without any emotional fluctuations.

The second fat roared angrily, jumped up violently, the soul armor emitted a black-purple light, and the palm of his hand slashed fiercely at the chest of a dead man.

There was a crisp click, and the dead man's sternum shattered instantly, and he fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

However, this was only the beginning, hundreds of dead soldiers launched an attack together, and the sword light rained down on the second fat.

Erfat quickly grabbed a dead soldier to fend off the oncoming attack, and smashed it hard at another dead soldier.

The dead man was thrown out and fell to the ground, never to get up again.

However, more dead men had already slain his side, and their attacks were extremely fast and difficult to parry.

The second fat had fierce eyes, and his fists kept waving, making the rain splash all over the sky.

However, the dead soldiers did not flinch because of Erfat's performance, but more and more people flocked to him, and the attacks became more and more fanatical.

Erfat's clothes have been soaked by the rain, and wounds have begun to appear on his body.

He roared wildly and pounced on the dead man in front of him like a beast, and the power of his fists and soul armor reached its peak.

The rain and blood were mixed together, and the second fat face was hideous, and his whole body was filled with a violent aura.

A sinister smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and a flame of battle intent flashed in his eyes.

Like an unstoppable beast rushing towards more enemies.

The fist whistled, and every blow was accompanied by a thunderous roar.

Hundreds of figures were staggered and entangled in the torrential rain, blood splattering everywhere.

Erfat's figure shuttled among the enemy, and his fist moves were like a raging storm, crushing the enemy's defense line fiercely.

Blood splashed, swords and swords staggered, but the second fat did not stop.

His eyes flashed with furious rage, regardless of the pain, regardless of the exhaustion, just to rush forward, forward!

The torrential rain poured down, thunder and lightning, and the heavens and the earth trembled for him.

Time seemed to freeze, and the chaotic breaths intertwined and roared like war drums.