Chapter 1134: Roll down (2/2)
Now.
Sorry, the life and death of Demon Gate has nothing to do with me, because I only support eternal ancestors, only Jun often laughs, and only Yao Mengying with the innate demon!
”Korean Alliance.”
The Emperor's Gate said: ”This eternal ancient sect rises in just a few years and must not be underestimated.”
”Business owners please rest assured.”
The leader of the Korean Alliance drank a glass of wine and vowed swearing: ”A third-rate sect, there are 10,000 ways for Han to make it into the dust of history in an instant.”
”...”
The Lord of the Emperor Gate was silent.
This guy was already awesome. Drinking some wine was even more awesome. I am afraid that in the current state, it would be okay to single out the nine emperors.
Hey.
As a partner, I do n’t think it ’s reliable.
This kind of pig teammate that even the strongest king Yuan Gongzi can't bring, even has the face to abandon other teammates.
”Come!”
Hanmeng said, ”This glass of wine wishes us all the best and the best!”
”League ... Leader ...” As soon as the words were finished, a subordinate ran in from outside, pointing at the outside, and said in horror: ”Yes ... Yes ... There is a ship ... I entered ...
ferry? Come in!
The leader of the Korean League stood up and patted the table angrily, ”Did you drink too much!”
”Hey Hey hey.”
Suddenly, an audition sound was heard from outside the hall, saying, ”The leader of the Korean Alliance is not here. Please come out. There is something to discuss.”
”Snapped!”
The wine glass in the hands of the Lord of the Emperor's Gate fell on the table, his face changed in shock: ”Jun always laughs! It is often laugh! Why is he here!”
”Jun always laughs?”
The Korean League said: ”The lord of the elders that Shangmen just said?”
”Yes! That's him!”
The face of the Lord of the Emperor Gate became more and more difficult to look, especially when I recalled the scene of the crossing of the valley, there was a burst of coolness from the bottom.
”It came to my place.”
The leader of the Korean League stepped out, angrily: ”Han will meet him when he goes.”
...
Outside the hall.
Thousands of members of the Wanxian League stood in the outer courtyard with various weapons, and looked at the ancient warship hanging above the gate in dismay.
Hell, the ship can fly!
”call out------”
The leader of the League of Korea flew out of the hall, and a loud blast fell on the performance martial arts field.
This person is very strong!
”Ok?”
The leader of the Korean Alliance looked up at the warship, and finally understood why his men said the ship came in, so he sneered and said, ”Who is the regular laughter above?”
”I.”
”Get off!”
”you are?”
”Sect Lord Xieyuan, Lord of Wanxian League, Han Wentian is also ...”
”boom!”
The words did not fall down, and a powerful psionic energy was heard in the Yanwu Stadium. Thousands of members were swept away and flew out ~~ The solid hall collapsed directly.
The camera plays back and enters the slow-motion state.
It can be clearly captured that Jun Changxiao appeared in front of Han Wentian out of thin air, with an extremely serious and ruthless appearance, blasted on his right face fiercely.
The master of the Emperor Gate who just came out of the hall gradually widened his eyes, opened his mouth gradually, and waited for the slow motion to recover. A streamer wiped his shoulders and flew away. The hall collapsed behind him, and the entire ground shuddered.
Depression dozens of feet on the Yanwu field.
Jun Chang smiled, crossed his legs, bent slightly, and still kept his fists. The air wave similar to the Super Saiyan's transformation burst out.
”Whoo!”
Under the turbulence of waves, black hair waved wildly.
He slowly raised his head and said coldly, ”Dare to let this seat roll down, you are impatient.”
Handsome!
Shuai Shuai Shuai!
In the ruins of the collapsed hall, the leader of the Korean alliance who drunk the air every second after drinking and drinking, was now sunken in his right face, lying like mud, and occasionally twitching his right leg.
One punch, KO!
Don't underestimate this punch, because from the shot, the attack, as well as the face, expression, environment, camera, rendering, post-special effects, the cost of each frame must be more than hundreds of thousands.
In front of the ruins, the Lord of the Emperor's Gate, the blood and alcohol in his body rolled madly.
Saying yes, there are thousands of ways to make Wan Guzong into the dust of history. As soon as they meet, they will be seconds! kill! It's up!
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PS, there is something in the afternoon, it will be 2 today.