Chapter 721: Answer me, who is garbage (2/2)
Zhao Dazhuang, who has been eliminated, sees Ao Wushuang inspiring Thunder, and his eyes are hot: ”I really want to fight him!”
”Whooh —————”
On the beating platform, Lei Wei whistled out, and the cohesive giant was like a thunder **** coming out of the thunder pool.
”Rubbish!”
Proud and unparalleled with black hair fluttering, his eyes split into tears: ”Take the wrath of Thor ...”
”Snapped!”
Before the slang words were finished, Ye Xingchen appeared in front of him, and the palm covered with psionic energy clasped directly on his face, saying, ”Don't defile the word of God.”
”Boom!”
The whole thing suddenly shakes up!
You can see through the light curtain that Ye Xingchen took a step forward, dragging Ao Wushuang's face directly to the ground.
”brush!”
”Boom!”
”brush!”
”Boom!”
The proud prince of the saint prince was clasped in his face, raised up again and again, and slammed down again and again, his head hit the slate crazy and violently!
”Whoo!”
巨 The giants gathered together, the two fists closed and blasted down with great force, but it was about to fall.
The night star suddenly turned his head and looked coldly, ”Go away.”
Buzz!
The entire space suddenly ripples and spreads around the center.
The giant with his strength slamming down came to an abrupt halt, and immediately collapsed into nothingness.
The entire conference hall was quiet in an instant.
Boom!
Boom!
The proud head is still hitting the ground frantically.
小 Su Xiaomo and others standing in the distance were very distressed, the slate that was always hit!
”what happened!”
怎么 ”How did the condensed thunder giant crash directly!”
Everyone looked back to God, their eyes looked stunned.
Hancheng master frowned.
The moment Ye Xing said the word ”roll”, he caught an extremely horrifying momentum, and his heart raised an unprecedented fear!
That feeling passed away.
Han Chengzhu always can not be sure what kind of momentum.
This is the momentum of Emperor Wu.
Although it only exists for a moment, it is by no means the level of martial arts that can be countered!
”Boom!”
”Boom!”
Yan Ye Xingchen grabbed Ao Wushuang's proud face and slammed the slate crazyly. The latter was instantly dizzy and dizzy, and the psionic energy gathered in his arm gradually dissipated.
”The outcome has been determined.” Hancheng said.
The main body of the proud master of the Holy Sect was broken, and now he has been bombarded by madness, which is equivalent to losing his combat ability.
Nevertheless.
Ye Yexing's encounter with this **** did not end.
I banged for a while, yanked his hair with the other hand, and slammed the stone with his face.
Sovereign King Jun rubs his slate with his face, but it is only a good wish of the author and reader.
Wu Aosun is now physically measuring with his face. The slabs laid by dozens of array mages are not strong!
I am very strong.
After repeated impact and friction, the vermiculite plate was only stained with blood, and there was no depression or chipping.
I waited for a while.
Night Ye Xingchen threw Ao Wushuang to the ground like a dead dog, stepped on his face with his right foot, and said, ”Answer me, who is garbage.”
”...” Everyone's mouth twitched.
The scumbags are abused like this, and if they can still speak, they must be evil!
The second-rate sage master was so horrible that he was so much watched, and stepped on his face, it was crueler than killing him!
If there is no rule, Ao Wushuang is now a corpse.
”Whoohoo ————————”
Suddenly, there was a wave of horror gas ~~ in the sky of Doutai, and then the whole space seemed to be severely torn apart by big hands.
”Ye Emperor, you are still alive.”
There was a throbbing sound in my ear.
Boom!
If the night star is struck by lightning, the whole person stands in place, and immediately raises his head, looking red at the cracks in space.
”Ling Yao!”
The word shouted in his heart, making his anger reach its heyday, his face was full of blue tendons, and the whole person seemed to be caught in absolute violentness.
既然 ”Since you are born again, why isn't your life a bland life?”
I heard the sound again, but in the end, it showed an endless killing intention.
”Whooh —————”
Suddenly, in the torn space, a large palm that seemed to come from outside was pressed down.
In front of this power, all sentient beings seem to be extremely small!
Yan Ye Xingchen's eyes and pupils suddenly contracted, and the strong breath of death instantly burst into heartache, and she was unwilling to scream, ”Ling Yao, wait for the emperor ...”
Banglong ————————————
As if the energy from the sky, carrying the force of blasphemy on the beating platform, he suddenly rolled up the dust!
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