Supreme Emperor of Swords: 0151, side by side · Registered disciple counterattack
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The voice has not fallen.
"Really?" Ding Hao sneered, his fists suddenly struck.
"What?" The Yuan Tiangong complexion changed instantly.
Because of the terrible power that made him feel trembling, he burst out of the fist of opponent like a flood, and his wrist numb instantly, his fingers spread out unconsciously, and he could no longer hold Ding Hao Fist.
peng~!
The next moment, the muffled sound of fist collision ** came out.
Yuan Tiangong only felt that his head was hit by a hammer with common. He could hear the sound of crack from the fracture of the ear bones at own. A golden star flew in front of his eyes, and the scene beginning became blurred .
Then he saw a splash of blood in his eyes.
He flew upside down in involuntarily.
This scene is seen in the eyes of disciples in Tsing Yi Dongyuan, and it is a scene of excitement to see the excitement
Ding Hao ’s fist of Senior Brother easily broke the palm of Yuan Tiangong with the force of a thousand troops, and hit the most arrogant face fiercely, and then this arrogant face touched the half of the fist , beginning slowly deformed, like rotten tomatoes hit by a hammer, the skin shook with the visible ripples, watery blood sprayed from the mouth, and the other half of the face, the arrogant look also solidified, and gradually turned into horror!
"Ah... ... puff!"
In the scream, the Yuan Tiangong was like a wooden pile hit by a siege hammer, and was directly blown out by a group.
At the same time, at the same time
"Ah... ..."
"You ..."
"Poof ..."
The three screams sounded almost simultaneously.
The black mole moles Wang Yong and tael|two are companions. Although they have exerted their strength to feed, their Bloodline power has not yet been stimulated. Their strength is already common. Under Li Lan ’s "Jade Qingcheng (beautiful woman) palm technique" Without any support, all of them froze on the ground, looking pale and screaming.
The silence surrounding the dead common.
It's just a face-to-face meeting. Ding Hao and Li Lan actually solved their respective opponent? !
Although Ding Hao and Li Lan are the pride of the Tsing Yi Dongyuan and are fighting for the first time, but know that it is the high Bloodline Lineage disciple, it is so unbearable, these four guys will not be posing Right!
"Oh oh, invincible!"
"Haha, this is the so-called Bloodline Lineage Samurai?"
"Laughing dead!"
All the disciple silence in the East Courtyard reacted for a moment, and they all jumped up excitedly and cheered.
It's so depressing!
What a **** Bloodline warrior, arrogant and incomparable, but in front of Ding Senior Brother and Li Senior Brother, it has not been beaten like this and dogs are chasing around!
At this time, suddenly, opposite
"Ding Hao !!!!!!"
The angry roar of the wounded beast common suddenly sounded.
Half of the face swelled into a broken peach-like Yuan Tiangong, standing on the stone table slowly, and the angry simply in his eyes seemed to be turned into flames, a handsome face, because of injuries and Angered and unbearable, like a Monster Beast who chooses and loves people.
"You are dead! I am going to kill you, and I must is killing you this lowly miscellaneous debris!"
Yuan Tiangong trembles with anger, and a touch of red 氤氲, from his body, slowly diffused.
This red is not blood.
It's mad!
red's profound qi!
Almost in an instant, the half of the smashed face recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, the red and swollen skin turned back to normal whiteness, and the blood in the corner of the mouth disappeared, as if there was no punch at all, Even the whole person's momentum has skyrocketed!
A mysterious force, from his dormant body to a burst.
The blaze of red is like ripple common with his body as the center, spreading towards every direction little by little.
Yuan Tiangong's long gown, drumless without wind, drums hunted and hunted, hair flying up one by one.
this is ... the power of Bloodline?
Horrible!
"Cheesy ants, this is my real power, you angered me, I, I want you to die!" Yuan Tiangong eyes, covered by blood red, he slowly stretched out his hands, holding the waist A pair of unusual-shaped curved blade and slowly are pulled out.
The silver of tael|two Road Meniscus common is instantly impressed by everyone.
Darkness erupts from the curved blade of common.
This tael|two handle curved blade is obviously not ordinary grade.
Everyone ’s expression is frozen, and the look suddenly changes from joy to dignity!
Great Expert (Everyone) are all warriors, and I feel it. At the moment, Yuan Tiangong has more than tripled its strength, as if it was a new person in an instant. The imposing momentum is oncoming, making most of the shirts east. The disciple of the hospital has a breathless sense of oppression, and it can't even mention the fighting spirit.
This is the strength of the Bloodline warrior?
Is there really an insurmountable gap between ordinary people and these God darling?
The glory in some people's eyes has become dim.
"ha ha ha, you are finished, Yuan Tiangong Senior Brother, the power of Bloodline has been inspired the day before yesterday, he is B Rank High Grade's" Cloudy Evil Flame Blood "Bloodline Rank, although only twentieth awakening, but definitely not you lowly guy Can resist! "
The three of Wang Yong got up and stood behind Yuan Tiangong, provoking fiercely.
"Especially Ding Hao, what other orchids, dare to us noble Bloodline samurai make a move, you are dead!"
"I want to report to Inner Sect Elder, let Sect take out your tael|two thing that do n’t know life and death, haha!"
The outbreak of the power of Yuan Tiangong Bloodline made these three guys who were beaten by Li Lan like dogs again become arrogant and arrogant again. They felt that Innate was noble and did not take ordinary disciple in their eyes.
"Great Expert (Everyone) back away!"
Ding Haoqing sipped, his right hand grabbed in the air, half sparkling and crystal-clear half rusty rusted sword, flashing from the storage ring appeared in the palm of his hand.
His expression became serious.
"What if the power of Bloodline broke out? Well, let me know today that if I can beat you once, I can beat you ten times, hundred times, and thousand times!"
long sword points diagonally to the ground, Ding Hao has no fear.
Black long hair flew like a waterfall. In the air, a piece of sparkling and crystal-clear white beautiful snowflakes condensed silently, surrounding body like white spirit common dance, white silver frost spread under his feet.
He was like this, approaching Yuan Tiangong step by step with no weakness.
Everyone held their breath nervously.
Can ordinary disciple really challenge Bloodline samurai?
Can the Bloodline mythical warrior be invincible?
Li Lan figure moved slightly, but then stopped. On his white palm, a layer of sheep fat jade-like luster appeared, standing quietly behind Ding Hao, apparently preparing for make a move in case Ding Hao lost. Supported.
Thank you for the 37-degree night, Feng Wuwu right, carrying a big sword, being sentimental for you, and several giants in July Peach Blossom for their support.
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