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Can't be!

This wind is so terrifying?

Even if it's a killing.

But how many people will this kill!

There are no millions that can't come down.

But this wind Qingyang didn't even close his eyes.

Is this something that people can do?

Thinking of this, Zhuge Qing looked at the wind with a shocked face.

Feel Zhuge Qing's gaze.

Feng Qingyang turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Zhuge ?"

Hearing the words of the clear wind, Zhuge Qing quickly shook his head.

Facing the wind, he said:

"No! It's okay! But

after a while, Zhuge Qing still couldn't stand it.

Looking at the side face of Feng Qingyang, he said:

"Brother Feng!"

"Why does this old white have such a murderous aura!"

Hearing Zhuge Qing's words, Feng Qingyang smiled slightly.

He looked at Zhuge Qing with a mysterious look and said,

"You'll know when you kill more people!"

It felt like I heard something important.

Zhuge Qing looked at Feng Qingyang again and asked

, "Brother Feng,

just talk about it!"

"I'm curious!"

Hearing Zhuge Qing's words, Feng Qingyang began to think in his heart.

This Zhuge Qing really did not lose Zhuge Qing who did not listen to gossip.

This curiosity is really strong.

So, Feng Qingyang looked at Zhuge Qing at this time and said:

"It's just that the old white killer is a little right!"

Zhuge Qing was like talking about crosstalk again.

Then he asked:

"How many people can be killed to have such a murderous aura?"

At this time, the wind began to pretend.

Facing Zhuge Qing, he said mysteriously

: "Not much!"

"Just a few million?"

Zhuge Qing was completely numb when he heard it.

No, what a man.

How many millions of kills in one kill?

Do you really think you are white?

Thinking about it, Zhuge Qing looked at Feng Qingyang in disbelief.

Feeling Zhuge Qing's gaze, Feng Qingyang smiled slightly.

Nodded at Zhuge Qing.

Then a smile followed.

Not to mention that Zhuge Qing fell into shock at this time.

The battle between Lao Bai and Zhang Jiao at this time also began to become more and more intense.

The blood dragon summoned by Lao Bai burrowed into the dark clouds of Zhang Jiao.

The battle between the two men officially began.

Looking at Zhang Jiao's appearance.

Bai Qi said:

"To be honest, I have killed hundreds of people like you!"

"Not much for you?"

Hearing Lao Bai's words, Zhang Jiao just smiled disdainfully.

"It's useless to talk more, take a good look at the power of thunder and lightning!"

After speaking, the dark clouds above the sky changed shape.

It becomes more intense.

And Zhang Jiao saw that the wind was leisurely on the ground at this time.

There was something uncomfortable in his heart, why are we fighting.

You're like a nobody.

Thinking about it, Zhang Jiao took out a few pieces of talisman paper from his waist and threw them to the ground.

Facing the wind, he said,

"Don't be idle either?"

"I'll find you something to do!"

"Go, Yellow Turban Lux!"

Feng Qingyang only saw that the few rune papers that had just fallen to the ground instantly turned into a yellow turban lux.

Walk slowly towards yourself.

Seeing this situation, the wind was clear, and he was a little helpless.

I just want to have a good rest.

That's good!

Zhang Jiao said that he had to find something for himself to do in everything.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang could only look at the yellow turban warriors in front of him seriously.

His face was unusually serious.

The wind knows what a yellow turban is a lux.

At the same time, he also understands the ability of Yellow Turban Lux.

Say Yellow Turban Lux.

A god general on duty in the Upper Realm in Taoist legend.

When Zhang Jiao launched the uprising, the entire army covered their heads in yellow turbans.

Later, the image of the "Yellow Turban Lux" appeared in Taoist legends about the celestial realm.

But the wind Qingyang did not expect that he saw it today.

This yellow turban in front of him has this yellow turban on his head.

A fierce look looked at the wind Qingyang.

The corners of the windy mouth gently raised.

He looked at the yellow turban Lux in front of him with disdain.

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Lao Bai at this time also saw the yellow turban Lux in front of Feng Qingyang.

Just as he was about to step forward to help, he only heard Feng Qingyang shaking his hand at him to signal that he didn't have to come.

Lao Bai, who understood the meaning of the wind in his heart, did not insist.

Instead, he looked at Zhang Jiao seriously.

And Zhang Jiao at this time did see it.

Lao Bai was now a little worried about the wind. So Zhang Jiao laughed:

"If you are worried about that kid, you will admit defeat and surrender!"

"I promise, nothing will happen to you two!"

But Lao Bai just spat at him.

Looking at Zhang Jiao with disdain, he said loudly:

Just the person below, I don't believe you will treat him well!

"It's just a yellow turban lux!"

"I can't help him with Ben!"

Hearing Lao Bai's words, the wind at this time was full of fog and greetings.

What does it mean, this is manual blackmail?

Looking at Old Bai Zhenzhen's speechless appearance.

Zhang Jiao's heart couldn't help but start thinking.

Is it really less?

Zhang Jiao, who was full of doubt, glanced at the ground.

Throw out a few rune papers again.

At this time, a yellow turban appeared on the ground.

See these two Yellow Turban Lux.

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly.

No matter how you say it, this is all rune paper, and it is not a real yellow turban at all.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang looked at this yellow turban warrior with a smile.

With both hands clenched into fists, he slammed towards one of the Yellow Turban Lux.

I saw this yellow turban Lux who was two meters tall.

It flew out upside down like a rag doll.

Fall to the ground.

However, because the Yellow Turban Lux is not conscious.

This caused Yellow Turban Lux to slump on the ground.

He looked around blankly.

Somewhat confused.

Watching his yellow turban Lux fall to the ground.

Zhang Jiao couldn't help but hate him a little for being worthless.

No matter what, Yellow Turban Lux was also an invincible existence in his time.

I don't know how many people want to have it.

However, the invincible Yellow Turban Lux couldn't stand the blow of the wind today?

And Feng Qingyang just smiled faintly.

At this time, a yellow turban warrior came out from behind the clear wind.

A machete then appeared in his hand.

Fiercely slashed at the back of the wind.

However, the shocked scene of the yellow turban Lux appeared.

Although the Yellow Turban Lux has little consciousness.

But it still has basic combat common sense.

And the wind is clear and there is nothing!

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"You don't have to look down all the time!"

"Those two yellow turban luxes of yours can't do any harm to Qingyang at all!"

Lao Bai saw Zhang Jiao, who was fighting with himself, and kept looking down with his own gaze, and couldn't help but say to Zhang Jiao.

Hearing Lao Bai's words, Zhang Jiao was a little embarrassed at this time!