Reverend Insanity

If people are desperate, natural threats will skyrocket.

In contrast, the **** magic fairy Zhao Pu, but is not willing to fight, as long as it takes time, he will be able to win.

Therefore, for a time, Zhao Pu was crushed by Zhao Liyun and Yu Yiye.

However, Zhao Pu’s combat experience is by no means comparable to that of Zhongzhou Erxian.

He is very slippery, and he moves over and over. Zhao Weiyun and Yu Yiye can't take him.

As time went by, the situation tilted toward Zhao Pu.

Yu Yiye's first offensive was weak.

He was far ahead of Zhao Weiyun, and he was more created. He finally passed out because of excessive blood loss.

"Your companion may have died of excessive blood loss, you are the next one. Your time is not much, and you don't want to step up the attack?" Zhao Pu laughed.

Zhao pity cloud is extremely boring. She knew that Zhao Pu was deliberately provocative and disturbed her mood, but she could not calm her mind and become more and more impetuous.

Her eyes continued to bleed, and the vision was blurred, all bloody.

What is even more terrifying is that not only is the blood stabbing seven, but her entire body, the pores of hundreds of millions of people, permeate the blood.

"Abominable... hateful..." Intense dizziness continued to come, and Zhao Liyun had begun to stand on the ground and his body was shaking.

In the end, Zhao Pu hit a short shot and flew out Zhao Feiyun. After falling to the ground, he rolled three times and stopped.

"Damn!" Zhao Piyun supported the ground with both hands and wanted to get up, but because she lost too much blood, she had no strength and was weak.

She couldn't even do a move to get up.

"Everything is over." Zhao Pu embraced his arms and slowly walked forward, and walked over to Zhao Weiyun, looking down at her.

blood.

Constantly flowing from Zhao's body.

Soon, her side formed a pool of blood.

Zhao Liyun fell into the pool of blood, has become a thoroughly **** person, even her eyes are bleeding, which is mixed with tears.

"Would you like to end..."

"It’s here."

"Blood... This time I was not afraid at all, good luck."

Zhao Piyun’s heart emerged from the past.

It was still during the War of the Kings.

Zhao Liyun lost his father's refuge, and he did not want to sacrifice himself as a political chip to marry Wei Jiagong. He could only rely on Ma Hongyun for the time being.

In a battle, Zhao Liyun was unfortunately shot in the thigh.

Blood flow is like a note.

"I am going to die, ah, it hurts! Mother, I am going to die!" Zhao Liyun was lying on the carriage, howling, tears.

"Don't be noisy, Xiaoyun girl, you can't die. It's just a little hurt." Ma Hongyun skillfully wrapped her wounds and comforted her.

"Blood, so much blood! You don't know that I am dizzy?! I have never suffered such a heavy injury." Zhao pity cloud sighed.

"You, how do you feel so delicate? People in Beiyuan, injuries are common. Many times, scars are glory and merits!" Ma Hongyun said.

Zhao Weiyun turned his eyes: "Would you like to comfort people? Hey, how can I be so unlucky..."

"Ha ha ha." Ma Hongyun laughed and used his hand to make a mistake.

Zhao Peiyun hurts and cries: "It hurts! You lightly! Also, you laugh at the fart. The old lady has suffered such a serious injury, and you seem to be very happy."

Ma Hongyun quickly waved his hand, but still laughed: "Not happy, just think that Xiaoyun girl is really cute. Usually, it is old-fashioned and awesome. Now Xiaoyun girl makes me think, yes My younger sister is younger than me."

"You guy, very arrogant..." Zhao Weiyun was waiting for the attack, and cold Ding Ma Hongyun reached out and touched her forehead.

Zhao has a glimpse of the clouds. I do not know why, the heart has risen a warmth.

Ma Hongyun said from his own authenticity: "There is no fever, it is a good thing. Xiaoyun girl, can't be so delicate again. Some injuries, some blood is nothing. Next time you yell, it will make people laugh." ""

The end of the memory is over.

"Do you make fun of it?"

"Now, I should not let you make fun of it."

"You guy..."

"In order to save you, the old lady really wants to run out of blood."

"It’s really strange to think about it. I will be willing to die for one person."

"So, even if I die, I will be willing!"

In the mind of Zhao Piyun, the thoughts come and go.

"Death!" Zhao Pu shouted, raised his palm, and the tip of his hand was like a knife.

A fatal blow!

If this shot is inserted, it will be able to break the head of Zhao Pianyun as easily as piercing the tofu.

But it is at this time.

Zhao’s body is suddenly shining with a strong brilliance.

The radiance was so glaring that Zhao Pu could not help but close his eyes and quickly retreated.

"this is……"

“Why is there such a strong light?”

"Impossible! This breath... so strong!"

"Ah, ah~!"

Zhao Pu could not help but send out miserable.

In the glory, his entire body could not move. Soon, he was like a snow melting in the hot sun, completely destroyed.

In the critical period, the love fairy 蛊 once again converse, actually Zhao Zhao directly died!

Beiyuan, deep in the trench.

"Shadows are innocent, where do you want to hide?!" Fang Yuan changed the sword, roaring in the trench, the sound swayed in the wild, full of fierce killing.

With the sympathy of the air transport, Fang Yuan went all the way and finally came to the depths of the trench.

In the shadow, a giant city slowly rises out.

Standing on the huge city, there is no evil.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time." The shadow is innocent, the eyes are calm, and the tone is faint.

"Hey! The stone slaves are dead, just rely on you four, or this squatting house under your feet?" Fang Yuan sneered.

Although the majestic city is large in scale and broad in shape, it is just a mortuary house, not a fairy house.

It is not easy to form a fairy house. Even if it is a shadow sect, there are many immortals, and you can't freely promote a sinister city into a fairy house.

If there is a fairy house, Fangyuan will also have many taboo emotions.

Because the power of the eruption of the Xianyu House increased with the number of Xianyuan. Fang Yuan once used the giant yang xianyuan to manipulate the stunned and chaotic stage, and bloomed in the Yitianshan war.

However, the sinister city is just a squatter house. For Fangyuan, it is not enough to fear.

"So what about me?" The second figure appeared on the gloomy city.

This person is only six turns, but it is the "old acquaintance" of Fangyuan.

It is the shadow of the shadows inserted in the sect of the sect, the refining of the 蛊 蛊 毛 ! !!

Fang Yuan’s eyes are slightly sinking.

The strength of Mao Six itself, Fang Yuan is still not in sight. However, both Mao and Fangyuan are members of the sect, and both sides have a covenant of channel.

This makes Fang Yuan deal with Mao Six, which is very inconvenient. If he is slightly careless, he will be sanctioned by the channel covenant and seriously injured.

However, the emergence of Mao Six, Fang Yuan also has psychological expectations.

"Kill!" Fang Yuan, a dragon tail, rushed directly.

The sinister giant city quickly retreated, at the same time, a battlefield killing move rose, a large number of Yaksha octopus surrounded.

"Your identity has already allowed Fangyuan to sneak into the mouse. Delay the time, wait a moment, we can use it again in all directions." Shadow innocent patted Mao's shoulder.

"Adult, you go to rest, here I will deal with it." Mao Six has no evil.

Shadow nodded nodded, down the city, the body shape immediately fell into the sinister city.

This is a massacre.

Although the number of Yaksha octopuses is more, they are not opponents of Fangyuan.

The ancient swordsman was surrounded by the wind and rain, and the battlefield was invincible.

Although the sinister giant city is in the field of vision, Fangyuan does not dare to spit out the sword and the dragon's breath, in case it kills Mao Six, it is not good.

Instead, they will suffer 殃~www.readwn.com~ Maybe they will be attacked by the innocent people and they will be killed here.

Although the shadowless and other people are in a disadvantage, Fangyuan has no blind optimism. He knows that he has an advantage, but it does not constitute a crushing trend.

In particular, Bai Ningbing, which is capable of changing the white phase state, has mastered the innocence of inducing the soul into the dream. Although the former is only a six-turn, the latter's introductory dream is also a half-hanger.

"Channel... When can I be free from this genre?"

Fangyuan is distressed.

The channel is the backlog of pain in his heart.

Fang Yuan has also tried hard, but he still lacks some opportunities and has not successfully solved this problem.

Mao Six presided over the battle, not seeking no merit but seeking nothing, and the execution tactics were quite thorough. (To be continued.)

(Enlightenment Book Network)