Chapter 1429: gap (2/2)
After speaking, Zhao Qingcai waved his hands, the big and small giant rattan suddenly rushed out, rushing towards the other side.
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The fighting between the two sides has become increasingly chaotic.
However, with the exception of Zhao Qingcai, Ning Yu and a few other Wu Zong disciples who have the ability to fight back, most of the rest can only be suppressed.
Even with a life-threatening relationship, it is difficult to complete the counter-kill.
In comparison, the overall strength of Areshin Shrine is more than a little stronger than Takezong.
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In addition, Wang Li, Wu Yan, Chi Qianying, Qiu Xingyi, and Ye Yao were all under the pressure of He Lian.
Although there were more enemies and fewer enemies, Nahe couldn't do anything about it.
Compared to them, the ninth God of Death in the Fengyun List is definitely not generally powerful.
”The ants should be honest in the ground ...”
He Lian crossed his arms in front of him, and then a majestic momentum burst out from his body, and the strong true power seemed to form a terrible wind column and gathered outside him.
Then Helian waved her arms to the sides.
The violent wind pillar immediately swept open in all directions.
”The wind is angry!”
”rumble……”
The jagged rocks burst and the countertops shattered.
Along with the twisted and trembling space, the huge wind pole that stirred the sky was like a venting blast sweeping over the people who surrounded him.
”Withdraw!” Qiu Xingyi shouted.
”Bang bang ...”
Several consecutive heavy mufflers, Wang Li, Wu Yan, Chi Qianying, and Zhao Qingyi all had their pupils shrunk. They were caught off guard by the terrible squalling blast.
In addition to Qiu Xingyi and Ye Yaoshang can stay in shape.
Several other people fell to the ground one after another, with blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
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Above the void in the highest area.
The battle between Wuxiang Emperor Blade and Tianming Sword continued to erupt.
The sword flew across, and the light swirled around.
However, looking at the battle that tended to fall side by side, a trace of cold mang flashed in Chu Hen's eyes.
One of the swords opened the air of majestic waves, and no action was taken, and the destiny sword directly blocked his way.
”Your opponent is me ...”
Yuan Yuantu said lightly.
Chu Chen's eyes seemed to be stunned, and a backhand stroked toward the opponent's chest.
Wu Yuantu sneered with a scorn, but also rose to the sword.
”hiss!”
”Oh!”
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Two ghostly figures crossed each other's side, faint bloodshots fluttered in the air, everyone's hearts were shocked on the field, only Chu Chu's arms and Yuan Yuantu's chest were shocked. Wound.
It seems that Chu Ren has taken advantage of this round.
But the next time, a dark gray light emerged from Yuan Yuantu's body, following the blood on his chest to complete healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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Many crowds of sectarian forces on the field could not help shaking their heads secretly.
Anyone with a distant map of the bloodline of the ”Barbaric Sacred Body” to change injuries is too bad.
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”If this continues, Wu Zong can't support half a cup of tea.”
”Half a cup of tea? You despise them so much, it's time to bleed.”
”Ling Yunzong is not a loss this time.”
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Blood soon contaminated many of the surrounding jihad towers.
The ruthless sharp blade in the hands of everyone in the Aresiya Palace has continuously crossed the body of Wu Zong and his party ~ ~ The harsh and angry screams are a bit harsh.
One by one, Wu Zong disciples fell into a pool of blood.
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The five elements of the holy tribe, Han Yunzong's few forces are slightly intolerable, but in this situation, there is nothing but helplessness.
However, a crowd of sects, including the Thunder Saint, Xuanyang Palace, Qi Xiaoge, all showed cold smiles.
This kind of scene is what they want to see.
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”It's over!”
The priest God of War, Ji Liang, embraced his hands in front of him, fumbling his chin, and laughed jokingly.
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Like the Shura Hunters, everyone in the Ares Palace is speeding up the harvest of life.
”kill!”
”It's time to say goodbye!”
”Hey!”
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despair!
And powerless!
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”Wow!”
Just as everyone in Wuzong was about to fall into the abyss of the ever-changing abyss, the sky and the earth suddenly struck an extremely cold current.
Howling winds, the snow drifted on earth.
Suddenly, the temperature inside and outside the entire jihad platform dropped sharply to freezing point.
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(Originally planned to take a leave today, but after eating New Year's Eve with my family, I returned to the rental house by taxi.
Between the Chinese New Year and the first day to the seventh day, I can only try to ensure that I will not change every day.
There are more things to do.
I wo n’t change it for no reason in the future. I have lost too many readers and fans. It ’s all my fault ... But this time, I will do my best to keep you.
It's another new year.
I am the author of ”King of Wuji”, and I wish every brother and your family peace and joy, and get what you wish.
I also hope that the results of the book ”King of the King of Gods” will return to its peak.
Never give up this time!
happy New Year! )