The Deity of War

Genius stays in the second, ?b ┘ city f.

For Qi Ying, now, it has already reached the point of winning, and the defeat is the point of death. In the face of the two Lingwu martial artists who came close to him, he did not choose to resist in the first time. Instead, he opened a jade bottle and swallowed seven or eight blasts inside the stomach.

"It’s dead, and it doesn’t matter what medicine you eat!”

Feng Hemu rushed to the front of Qi Ying, and the spiritual repair of Lingwu was fully motivated. The golden spirit of his body was exceptionally embarrassing. The Xuanjie treasure sword in his hand was straight on the chest of Qi Ying. Obviously it was necessary to smash. When Qi Ying had not refining the drug, he was the first to kill him.

Qi Ying can feel the edge of the golden long sword, but also a few feet away, there is a flashing air blade to cut off his own hair.

The sword's edge is closer!

"dead!"

The swords that came out of the air directly smashed Qi Ying’s black robe, revealing the bright red blood armor below.

Bloody armor was cut off by the sword gas.

"Kill me? No way!"

At this time, Qi Ying raised his right hand, his body flashed, and the **** Zhan Lujian turned into a red light, slamming.

"Ah."

Feng Hemu smiled mockingly.

Still want to be hard? Too stupid!

Hey!

!

The blood-colored long sword collides with the golden long sword. The latter's sword is golden, and the quality is far better than the ingenuity of the spirit. In addition, the edge of the Xuanjie treasure itself has a direct drop on the quality. The blood of the Zhan Lu Jian was broken. The sword that broke the blood of Zhan Lujian broke the body of Feng Hemu, but did not pass through the gap on the chain.

"Go to death!"

Feng Hemu infused more spiritual power into the golden sword and bowed to Qi Ying’s body.

In his view, Qi Ying, who had no long sword, is like a tiger with no sharp claws, and a fat pig with no attacking force. It makes no difference.

But at this time, what surprised him was that Qi Ying had a left hand and grabbed his hand with his hand.

"fool!"

Feng Hemu thought Qi Ying was stupid.

As long as there is a person with a brain, they will not use the body parts to contact other people's weapons.

A sword can destroy Qi Ying!

however.

!

In a crisp golden iron sound, the golden long sword and the silver gloves smashed a dazzling spark, and Qi Ying used one hand to catch the golden sword. Feng Hemu squeezed his teeth and tried to pull out the golden sword. But somehow, the strength of the other side seemed to have skyrocketed in a flash. Like the pliers, the golden sword was tightly clamped and could not be moved.

Qi Ying feels that his body is full of explosive power. Only then, he directly separated one-third of the blood of the blood into the body, when the body is hot everywhere, the rolling force is pouring out.

Just like a flash flood, you need to find a breakthrough to vent!

Qi Ying jerked his legs and struggled to Feng Hemu's lower abdomen.

!

A dull sound is like a drum.

Feng Hemu felt that a mountain came to his stomach. The strong force passed directly into the body through the chain armor without half-hard resistance. The internal organs seemed to have been kicked and exploded. A salty smell poured into the throat, so that he could not help but vomit a spurt of blood, and the hand could not help but pull off, an unstable, long sword was actually taken away by Qi Ying, who was carrying the sword.

"roll!"

Qi Ying volleyed another kick and directly took Feng Hemu to a dozen feet.

The audience was breathing a stagnation.

Tiankang, who rushed to Qiying’s place, couldn’t help but stop!

what happened? Why can Qi Ying’s strength soar in an instant? Feng Hemu, who is known for his violence, has been defeated.

Also, what is incredible thing when one hand grabbed the sword of the Xuanjie treasure?

They are worried, Qi Ying is in a state of extreme excitement, burning a third of the blood plasma in a flash, making him feel red in the entire line of sight, you must find something to attack.

The most recent one is Tiankang!

Hey!

Qi Ying's figure-shaped electric shot, the left hand and the right hand respectively carrying a golden sword and the remaining half of the **** Zhan Lu Jian, instantly came to Tianshun. The latter reacted at this time, but it was a retreat, and it flew back to the back with lightning.

Qi Ying was trying to follow closely, and a painful heart suddenly came from the right leg shin.

!

The bones are almost broken.

"This is another dog thing!"

Qi Ying gritted his head and saw, the red wolf-shaped martial arts, once again bite on his left calf.

Under the strong bite force, the muscles are directly penetrated, and the entire calf is almost bitten.

"what!"

Qi Ying screamed, his left hand licking the golden light sword, and slammed it!

Hey!

The golden long sword, wearing the **** demon wolf soul in a moment. The latter screamed and turned into a ray of light, and the body made up of spiritual power was wiped out.

Snoring, snoring...

The feeling of burning **** plasma has passed, and Qi Ying feels that the muscles in his body are hurting. He can't do it even if he goes one step further.

The power of the genius exceeds the limit that his body can bear.

!

The injured left leg, already unable to stand still, Qi Ying left knee down, half squatting on the ground, his right hand abandoned the **** Zhan Lujian, holding the golden light sword, inserted the sword into the soil, barely supported the body.

"Call... to the limit..."

Qi Ying knows very well that although there is still a lot of energy generated by the forced refining of the medicinal herbs in the body, the continuous fighting has been overdrafting his body. Muscles, bones, meridians... There is no way to endure the power of being far superior.

Now he is like a machine that is overused and is on the verge of collapse at any time.

"Cough..."

At this time, Feng Hemu stood up on his stomach. He first glanced at Qi Ying, who was half-squatting on the ground, and then glanced at the field hunting in front of him, biting his teeth. "Fast! On! Kill him!" ”

"Go to you!"

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Tian Shou's face is even more ugly than Feng Hemu, and the martial arts are severely wounded, making him in a state of mental pain and confusion.

Feng Hemu and Tian Huo are squatting with each other, and no one wants to drag the injured body forward.

What's more, they are also scrupulous. Who knows that when Qi Ying approaches himself, will there be any other horrible moves, and he will be so hard? That way, even if they get the token, who can guarantee that the other people in the next hunting ground will not take away the token they have obtained?

"Dian Lang, you are on!"

Tiankun turned back and looked at the waves.

"I……"

Duan Lang looked at Qi Ying, half-squatting, and shook his head again and again. "No, still you..."

Suddenly, a big laugh sounded.

"Haha! You dare not go, I am on!"

Hey!

A figure rushed out from the Sun family camp and rushed to Qi Ying.

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