Chapter 570： Peril of danger (7) (1/2)
Chapter 102 Peril of danger (7)
The road above is completely closed, and there is the Youtan all the way, how can I forget it for a moment. Xiao Yan came to his senses with a spirit.
Although Youtan is extremely weird and Xiao Yan feels very disturbed from the beginning, it is nothing compared with his life.
Xiao Yan's thoughts moved, and the power of the soul spread out, wrapping up the ancient fire as he fell all the way, to enter the ring, and then kicked his feet violently, kicked on the nearest shadow of himself, with the help of powerful The anti-thrust thrust cut into the water.
With a plop, Xiao Yan's slump body burst into a sky-like water column in the pond like a cannonball, leaving a row of blood shadows standing upright.
Boom me! The man in black standing in the air apparently did not expect Xiao Yan to come this way. Under the anger, he was the first to condense a razor-sharp blast towards Youtan, and dozens of blood shadows behind him followed. The blades pierced the water surface, echoing and cutting in the water.
The entire Youtan suddenly boiled and trembled, trembling violently, and rumbling roars. The power of destroying the sky almost overturned the water surface of Youtan, and the vertical and horizontal fighting spirit passed quickly in the water, shaking Xiao Yan for a while. The blood swelled, spitting several blood.
No, you have to sink right away, or you will be shocked to death in the water. Xiao Yan was frightened and urged his fighting spirit to dive down.
Unfortunately, Xiao Yan soon discovered that the buoyancy of the Youtan is extremely buoyant. No matter how hard he tried, the speed of sinking was still not enough. In this way, sooner or later he would be caught up by the force banged down above.
Heavy things, I need heavy things. Xiao Yan roared and summoned the ancient ruler of Tianhuo, and hugged it tightly in his arms. The sunken figure was a little faster.
Not enough, still not enough, this **** pond is too buoyant. Xiao Yan glanced at the tumbling pool of water, a sweet and **** spit from his throat, and his blue forehead kept jumping. At this moment of life and death, Xiao Yan's nerves were strained to the extreme.
The gushing blood was condensed under this weird pond, and it became invisible into a square shape. Xiao Yanwang's heart moved in his eyes.