Peerless Martial God Chapter 211: Yan Yu Pingsheng

All eyesights are thrown into the void, watching the overbearing shadow.

I saw a sneer on the black shadow's face, and said lightly, "You don't need to know this, to give you ten breaths of time, to give you self-discipline, otherwise I will take the shot and leave your bones." >

"As soon as the big husband died, my Liu Canglan would rather die for the war, but unfortunately my generals were implicated."

Liu Canglan raised his eyes and looked at the dark shadows in the void. His body was burning with a strong sense of war. His body rose into the air, and would rather die in battle than humiliation.

The Xue Yue troops all showed an extremely sad look. This Xue Yue robbery is a non-war crime.

"Since you are going to die, I will be with you."

The black shadow facial expression is indifferent, and the black zhen yuan, once again surging and gathering, is full of the ruined Intent .

"Furious rushing to the crown, at the railing, Xiaoxiao rests."

"Look up, look up in the sky, and grow strong."

"Thirty achievements of dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon."

A melodious singing came from far away, and it was so hot that he heard only the clear voice falling into the ears of all the soldiers.

"If Liu Canglan dies, Prince Mo Jie Prince Mo Jie will be buried here today."

This voice is very mild, not overbearing, but it makes people feel beyond doubt.

The dark shadow facial expression looks away, and looks afar, and said indifferently: "Why do people speak wildly?"

"Han Mo, are you bullying me Xue Yue nobody?"

The billowing sounds came slowly from far and near. Within a moment, another figure appeared in the void.

Under this figure, there is a cloud of zhen yuan, and the man actually sits on the cloud of zhen yuan. In front of him, there is still a Ancient Zither, cross-legged and fiddle.

"Any Yan Yu Ren Pingsheng, Yan Yu Pingsheng."

Looking at the appearance of this figure, Hanmo eyesight slightly condensed, and there was a thick sharp color in his eyes. This person appeared here.

"Hungry for hunger and brutality, laugh and drink thirsty Mo Yue blood." The middle-aged fingers of this cross-legged piano fluctuate, among Ancient Zither, a melody emerges, endless white brilliance wafts from the strings of Ancient Zither, and instantly A muffled sound came out, and I saw below that nearly a thousand Mo Yue sergeant's chest was pierced by the piano's sound law / temperament and died instantly.

During the laughter, the smoke disappeared.

"Han Mo, if you kill my army of Xue Yue, I will kill your army of Mo Yue. If you dare to kill Liu Canglan, I will kill Mo Jie."

The middle-aged man looked at the angry Han Mo indifferently. Even if he killed people, they all had a bit of elegance, talking and laughing, playing the piano, and the figure disappeared.

crowd was shocked. Another top powerhouse was too powerful. It wasn't something they could resist at all. The fingers fluctuated and the strings could take thousands of lives.

Xue Yue sergeant eyesight looked at this person, a flash of fanaticism flashed in his eyes, and his heart was filled with endless hope.

Yes, Yan Yu is Pingsheng. Although they have not heard of the name of Yan Yu Pingsheng, he can speak like this, apparently possessing the strength not less than that of the shadow, but the top Xue Yue strong.

At this time, the heart of Lin Feng trembled again, Yan Yu Pingsheng, originally he was called Yan Yu Pingsheng.

In the middle age of Void Fuqin, Lin Feng knew not only him, but also many people in Tianyi College.

The person who teaches Lin Feng to play the piano and let Lin Feng meditate, Lin Feng, be regarded as the teacher who caress the piano in the peach blossom forest.

Lin Feng didn't expect it. Those who had contacted him several times, helped him meditate, and even helped him break through the cultivation. The man who played the piano has such a powerful strength.

Correct is like a virgin and thunderous, which is a bit similar to Wen Aoxue. It seems to be more beautiful than a woman. In the battlefield, incarnate in white to kill God, kill one person with one sword.

"Yan Yu Pingsheng." Lin Feng secretly noted this name. The strength of the Yan Yu teacher should be stronger than the strength of the Tianyi College vice president Long Ding.

Hanmo eyesight stared at Yan Yu Pingsheng tightly for a moment, then immediately said: "Long-term Xue Yue Yan Yu name, what is the war today?"

"If you want to fight, fight."

Yan Yu Pingsheng The sound is still calm and calm, as if nothing cares.

The billowing black zhen yuan meets in front of Han Mo, and Han Mo's right palm rotates in the void. Suddenly, behind his palm, the follower surging black zhen yuan.

"Off!"

With a thunderous bang, Han Mo blasted out, and the darkness seemed to reappear the palm print that drowned the world, Zhetian covers the sky covered the sun and blasted away towards Yan Yu Pingsheng.

Yan Yu Pingsheng sits indifferently on the white clouds gathered by zhen yuan. The fingertips fluctuate, and the endless streamer pours out over the strings, heading towards the Zhetian covers the sky palm print.

"咻, 咻, 咻 ..."

The sharp voice of Li Xiao keeps coming out from the void. The black palm print is directly penetrated by streamers, and the endless white streamer is shot with extreme sharpness toward Han Mo, and the broken palm print is still facing forward. , Bombarded to Yan Yu Pingsheng.

"Fight another place and fight again." Han Mo shouted, his body emptied.

"That's what I meant." Yan Yu Pingsheng responded, and the white clouds gathered by zhen yuan moved in the void.

It's just a moment of effort, and the figures of the two turned into black spots, heading towards the distant sky, and eventually disappeared completely.

How powerful Hanmo and Yan Yu Pingsheng are. If there is a battle here, the aftermath of the battle will inevitably spread to crowd below. Hanmo and Yan Yu Pingsheng are obviously not willing to do so.

Looking at the two disappearing figures, the sergeant below couldn't be calm for a long time, eyesight still looked at the void in a daze.

At that level of strength, one person is enough to affect a battle and destroy a legion. It is too powerful. It is no wonder that the nine nations agreed not to let the top powers in the country directly participate in the war.

"Aspiring to eat hunger and hunger, laugh and drink Mo Yue blood."

"Kill!"

Liu Canglan yelled in the void and took off the bow and arrow that he was carrying. Behind him, a golden Battle Spirit emerged, a bow and arrow pointing directly at the sky, eye-catching.

I stretched out my hand, the illusive Battle Spirit bow and arrow were actually caught by Liu Canglan. Immediately, nine arrows were aimed at the Mo Yue legion, their hands were loosened, and the golden light passed. Instantly dozens of people were pierced by golden arrows. Passing by, he died instantly.

"Kill!"

The Xue Yue armies roared and shook the world. Just now, Han Mo killed one thousand men with one hand, threatened them with the Xue Yue legion, threatened to Liu Canglan to make his own decision. This made the three armies angry, but there was nothing they could do. Now, Yan Yu Pingsheng appeared and played against Han Mo and saved them. It also made General unnecessary to die. All this undoubtedly aroused the anger and endless blood of the Xue Yue troops.

Blood and water, once again stained the earth.

Lin Feng, holding a long sword, constantly killing towards the front, beside him, there are many people with blood-colored masks fighting alongside him. Wherever he goes, blood is everywhere.

The scope of the battlefield is constantly expanding. There is no tactics, only death fighting.

At this time, Lin Feng finally saw the shadow of Qian, the figure of Qian Li sitting on the horse, Duan Xinye.

It's just that Duan Xinye can't move at all, her body is tied to the war horse, and the war horse she is riding on is also surrounded by eight war horses, all of whom are wearing black armor. , Awesome Correct Heishawei.

Duan Xinye also saw Lin Feng. The beautiful eyes are like autumn water, with waves of ripples, and I have some expectations.

Of course, the same group of black guards also saw the Lin Feng and others who were killed. The eyesight after the armor showed the sharp killing intent, sharp and piercing.

With a step, Lin Feng took the sword up, and his body leaped. While Lin Feng leaped, one of the Heisha Guards also moved at the same time, and his body was pulled out of thin air, "chopping."

Lin Feng waved a sword, Guanghua overflowing.

The palm of the black shaman trembled, and suddenly Lin Feng only felt a wave of Intent from the ocean, rushing towards himself, leaving his sword in the wind and rain, floating instably, the space, there was a splash of water. The voice came out.

The soft but fierce bipolar Intent directly shocked Lin Feng back to the ground, and Lin Feng saw the black Shawei already return to the war horse, looked at Lin Feng indifferently, waved his hand, and the horse's hoof flew. Eight war horses, the carrier Duan Xinye rushed away.

"Amazing, these black Shawei are all strong." Lin Feng pupils condense. Although these black Shawei have only eight people, their strength is much stronger than the group killed by him.

The body rushed out, Lin Feng cut off with a sword, a figure fell from the war horse, Lin Feng leapt to the war horse, and then chased towards the eight iron riders.

Duan Xinye, no matter what, it must be rescued.

ps: I wish the brothers a happy Valentine's Day, and the brothers who are still in love will soon pursue their goddess.

The chrysanthemum was brutally broken again, begging for flowers to support it. The flowers on the last day doubled. Brothers with flowers should not keep it.