The God of Sky & Earth

What's more, in this battlefield of Wanjian, for some things, in fact, the door is simply one eye closed.

As long as the battlefield of Wanjian is not too much, everything is helpless.

The guidance of the elders in the door is mostly closed by one eye.

All the disciples, their purpose in this battlefield of Wanjian, let the disciples of the younger generation be tempered in the battlefield of Wanjian, there are not so many rules.

The reason for their presence here is that they want to deal with these foreign disciples and still want to plunder the drug.

But the difference now is that they are just hunters, and they become prey in a blink of an eye.

It seems that you don't understand my pains, or if anyone in this world understands me, I have to be ordinary.

Su Yi is like talking to himself, and he is saying that he is talking to Jane, and the voice falls, and the slowly moving toward the simple and so on.

what do you want to do!

Taking advantage of Su Yi step forward, Jane and others showed the twilight, slowly retreating, staring at Su Yi, and involuntarily pulled out the sword in his hands, his body has a breath of breath.

Keep it for you.

Su Yi said faintly, his footsteps slowly moved forward and he never stopped.

To be honest, Su Yi really didn't have any special meaning for Jane, but from the beginning, it was suppressed on the amount of alcohol. After all, it was the age of blood and blood, and naturally it would not be easy to soften.

Shoot together, fight!

Jane gnaws his teeth and sinks his head. He can only retreat. He can only fight. As an inner disciple, he is also a **** Fang, and he does not recognize it. At least he must fight.

Shoot together, fight! \"\"嗡嗡\"For a time, a group of inner disciple figures quickly surrounded the lineup with a sword, and the light of the sword was filled with light, and the atmosphere of the stocks of the stocks pervaded them. They gathered together and they were quite impressive.

\"咻咻咻咻\" There is a sword in the air, and the air is swift, and more than a dozen people have taken the lead to this Su Yi, and Jianguang shrouded to Su Yi.

Ten dozens of swords have swept over and shrouded in all directions.

These dozens of people know the strength of Su Yi, so there is no politeness at the beginning, and it is already full of shots.

Su Yi stood up, shoulder-length black long hair dancing.

At this moment, at the same time, Su Yi's gaze was also slightly picked, and the foot was swept, and the figure suddenly dragged out a residual image.

Hey!

boom!

In an instant, I only heard the roar of the surrounding atmosphere, and the muffled sound spread.

噗嗤

what

The screams of the road were accompanied by blood spray, and then the figure of the road continued to fall out in the eyes of hundreds of outside disciples, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

Hey!

A burst of energy and muffled sounds broke out of the sultry atmosphere and fierce strength, accompanied by a figure of the figure flew out, surrounded by a sword and fell out of the distance.

Immediately, a strand of sword was broken, and a pair of figures came out.

\'噗噗\'s vomiting blood, then the hair is messy, the robes are smashed, the body is cut, the blood is berthed, and some places reveal the white bones, and the fleshy body is reversing.

This figure fell to the ground, it is the simple inner door flute.

A scream of sorrow and grief.

Everyone is seriously injured, leaving only the screaming screaming, **** chest and lower abdomen.

Thirty internal disciples were vulnerable in a short period of time. They were not opponents at all, and they suffered heavy losses.

Dumbfounded, full of dumbfounded.

Xu Jiahui and Zhang Qing, even more shocking, can not help but fight the cold war.

They really thought that Su Yi would not be nosy, who knows that Su Yi will come to such a place.

Su Yiguang floated red and the cold light filled. He didn't look at the screaming people on the ground. He took all the space bags in the space bag of twenty or thirty inner disciples on the ground into his own space bag.

This is almost thirty inside disciples, although although the strength is not weak, no one is Su Yi's opponent.

With Su Yi's current cultivation, how can it be an adversary.

With Su Yi’s current strength and amount of alcohol, how can these inner disciples be opponents, even if they are repaired at the level of Yuan Ling, they will not be opponents.

A lot of figures struggled to get up, and then they looked at Su Yi, all of which were shocking colors.

They originally thought that they had a lot of people. If they could work hard, they would die.

But these inner-door disciples, how could they be Su Yi’s opponents, are instantly hit hard, not at all.

One by one handle sword spilled to the ground, and a figure of mouth spit blood.

Nearly thirty inner disciples, although not Su Yi's opponents, but no one can compete, and all are hit hard.

Su Yi is a person who suppresses the inner disciples of nearly 30 people.

One of the inner disciples was hit hard, and it was shocking.

These inner-door disciples are very strong, and the average Yuan Xuanjing has been repaired four or five times. It is already very scary.

Space bag.

This has a potion and works well.

Immediately, next to the horrible figure, Su Yi squatted, and collected the medicinal herbs, elixir, and space bags from the figure.

This is the battlefield of Wanjian, although these foreign disciples have nothing to do with themselves.

But this time, Su Yi really took the things of these inner disciples into their hands.

Su Yiben has no intention of being a leader, but there is no way at the end.

These inner-door disciples, one rich and wealthy, have a pro-disciple behind them.

Su Yizheng thought about how to confront these inner disciples. I did not expect that some of these inner disciples were sent to the door.

A group of figures lying on the ground, Su Yi was unceremonious, and kept the space bags on the body of the figure in their hands.

There are no space bags on the outside disciples, but among the disciples in the Shenjianmen, only one hundred or ninety people have space bags.

Although the value of the space bag is even the whole city, there are definitely few people who want this space bag.

But the body of these inner disciples, as the inner disciple of the Excalibur Gate, the big door, with a space bag, is indeed not a special thing.

It is wrong to be wrong. This is the battlefield of Wan Jian. Dozens of inside disciples have been hit hard and dying. Su Yi has just had no mercy.

These inner-door disciples, on the strength of cultivation, averaged down the appearance of Yuan Xuanjing, and how it would be Su Yi’s opponent.

Su Yi now even talks about the real cultivation, but also the four spirits of the Yuan Dynasty. In terms of combat power, Su Yi has already surpassed the four-level cultivation of Yuan Lingjing.

Although Su Yi has only one person, the worse the internal disciples are, the more they are vulnerable.