The two fists in front of the city gate collided together without any fancy, and the space at the contact point collapsed and collapsed. The storm blew the prohibited passports that were originally invisible to the naked eye on the city wall, as if two mountains collided together.

The two circles were about to break up, and the rebellious Xue Tu finally put down his contempt. The strength of this single fist is hundreds of thousands of pounds and the cultivation level of body refining is not easy to touch anywhere. Why have you never heard of such a person in Sunset City before?

Chang Xi, who had different eyes, had different colors, and the space fluctuated and calmed down. He threw his fists and rubbed his body and then went up. The destructive attack of reaching the realm of transformation was fierce. Every time he swung his fists of a million pounds, he could roll up a whirlwind vortex beside him. The wind vortex around him was kneaded in his hand by Chang Xi. In a blink of an eye, a strong wind gushed into the air and attacked the blood slaughter.

The eighteen dragons connect heads and tails, causing a turbulent momentum.

The two strong winds and dragons that were the first to be hit by the blood slaughtered hands into a scattered airflow. The remaining sixteen dragons hit his burly body, and a rapid and dull sound was heard. The head of the shoulder-carved beast broke, forcing him to retreat backwards.

Looking at the broken heart protection glasses on his chest, Xue Tu's face turned gloomy.

After cleaning up several waves of people who came to hear the fishy smell, the focus was always on the shocking battle in front of Sunset City. He asked himself that he had just advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm and was not a match for the Blood Tu in the Half-Step Transformation Realm, let alone the body refining cultivation that Xue Tu relied on for fame. How could he know that the young man who was just a fledgling cottage must be better at it.

Yun Shengtian suddenly felt excited. If the "county magistrate" of Langya County unfortunately fell here, the order rules of this entire territory would have to be rewritten.

The black-armored woman stood in the air from the battlefield where the battle was like thunder. She was the sharpest and only sword in Chang Xi's hand. She was always ready to respond to Chang Xi's summons and become a cave sword again.

Luo Cheng was the third five generals of Langya County who died after Jiang Mei's birth. When Xiaoying blossomed everywhere in his formation, he was destined to fall.

Luo Cheng's men and horses are definitely not weak, and they will not be defeated so quickly, whether they are reasonable or not. The problem is that he thought he was facing a miscellaneous camp with a number of just over 100 people, but what he didn't know was that this was actually a wolf-tiger army that could wrestle with the main force of the heavy armor of the wheel department back then.

The ladder-type front arrow formation with hundreds of people was allowed to hedge in their own formation for two or three times, even if the wheel-turning king with a military magic is like a god, he would not be able to turn the world back.

A arrogant soldier will be defeated, and the ancients will never deceive me.

Yanzi Camp was under the greatest pressure in the three battalions, because Cao Zhi got half of the troops under Mu Feng's command, and the number was almost over 1,000. Even if there was a Futu armor given by the adults, it inevitably began to suffer casualties. After the message of "You can still fight" came from Shaohua, Lin Changfeng made a quick decision to rush to help Yanzi Camp.

Cao Zhi, who has the two magical powers of drawing silk and peeling cocoons, is fully qualified to compete with Jiang Meisheng.

Since she can peel off others, it means she can do it too.

Cao Zhi was so virtuous that he could resist the entanglement and strangulation of hundreds of people like Chang Xi. The tulle that was so loose that he was not covered was discarded by the woman. The fox-smile woman smiled coldly, and her two slender arms were stabbed into the two towering jade peaks on her chest, and she tore her chest apart, and the hot pancreas and lukewarm bones were exposed.

The body is a cocoon, the essence and blood are silk, and the graceful figure is no longer restored.

Straws of scarlet silk threads stained with the essence and blood of the Nascent Soul Realm surged in the storm, climbing around the corpses like living creatures, madly absorbing the essence of other people's flesh and blood to fill their bodies. Even the soldiers who were as tough as the cave's ghosts could not help but have a tremor at this moment.

The grass, wrapped in a ball of bright red, was originally a demon who should be burned by the fire of karma. At this moment, it was just showing its true form. She exiled herself without reservation, and could never look back on this sideways no return road.

The "county magistrate" who has always liked to retort coldly in the fight, this time it was surprisingly quiet. It was not because he changed his temperament, but no fool could even show off his strength when he was beaten.

If your cultivation reaches the level of half-step realm of the God Transformation Realm, even if you stand at the threshold of the second level, just wait for the right time, place and people, and take the step of the carp leaping on the dragon gate, you can become a major cultivator of the God Transformation Realm that calls the wind and rain.

A monk who can stand on this threshold is like a hungry child standing in front of a bun shop. Although he has no money to buy the meat bun in his pocket and eat it happily, he can always remember the appearance of the bun and the taste of the bun, which is far from comparable to other monks who do not even have the qualifications to stand in front of the bun shop.

But the absurdity in this "county magistrate" at this time was much more than shock and anger. What kind of freak could hit a million pounds in the back of the Nascent Soul?

There are many body refining techniques that can make the skin look blue jade-like, but how could the Blood Slaughter, who fell into the devil's path, have the chance to understand the famous Vajra Nirvana body in Buddhism?

The blood slaughter, who was smashed by a man in Confucian robe, took three steps back and stepped out a pit several feet deep, and the earth shook. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What is your origin? This county magistrate has galloped on the border for decades and has heard of you."

Chang Xi, whose five fingers were hazy with the color of green jade, smiled and said, "Have you heard of Qingyun Mountain?"

Xue Tuo smiled and pulled his thin mouth away without laughing, showing real murderous intent. He didn't think he had any way out.

When he is there, Langya County is there; when he dies, Langya County is there.

Chang Xi gave a strong reward to the county magistrate's thousands of destructive attacks, and had no intention of giving him a chance to breathe and climb the tower. When he rubbed his fingers, countless sword auras that were hard to see appeared on his side. With the two fingers forward, a majestic momentum was generated in the sky with the rustling of sword rain.

The sword energy of the hall pillar was as thick as apart as the yellow sand, and the blood slaughtered angrily. He took the opportunity to escape from the range of the man's fists in the Confucian robe. He shouted angrily. He was in his hand with a mighty golden spear. He was only practicing the metal spiritual roots and was brave enough to dance with the golden spear. His sharp gun technique was more pure than that of the Great Wilderness Hall Junmo, without any extravagance, and was all killing gun techniques.

Chang Xi missed the Five Elements Spiritual Sword that was still in the world and the somewhat naughty Yue Hong. He was already at the level of the formation master and had already made a voucher who was more powerful than the Invisible Sword Formation of Life and Death. If they were in hand, as long as the sword formation took action, the county magistrate would be able to rest in peace only half a stick of incense.

Chang Xi stretched out his sword energy and sang a long song. Then he raised his hand. The sword energy, which was thick with the palace pillar, suddenly surged to the size of the courtyard in the yard. The blood slaughter that was not open was already stormed by Chang Xi's thousands of shatterings and penetrated countless dark forces into his body. At this moment, the golden spear light could no longer stop the sword energy from cutting on his body. The blood flowed like three swords and six holes.
Chapter completed!