Great Dao Commander

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Fang Hong, Chen Guo, and Wei Chiyang saw the scene. Without saying a word, they turned around and left. Pull cow cow m

After being hurt a lot, it has long been unknown how many times he changed to another person, but like a monk such as Su Yihong, who is strong and solid, if there is no one to die, there will be no chance. Unless you fill in a lot of lives, you may win by exhausting its vitality.

However, at present Su Yihong is not alone. If he is aware of physical weakness, he can retreat to the door behind him at any time. As long as a family member responds and blocks the enemy for a moment, he can take the elixir and come back to fight again.

The three of Fang Hong are disciples of both the master and the apprentice. They can practice to this point, but they do not know how many battles have been honed. They have very bright eyes. When they saw Su Yihong about to stand up, he had receded far away. .

They were also able to hold up and let go. It was no use to fight again. They immediately gave up their original plans and fled extremely fast.

As for the "Jiluo Golden Cone", Fang Hong also gave up without hesitation, and was not worried about falling into the other hand.

This magic weapon is a mysterious weapon. I want to control it without sacrifice. At present, Su Family will perish. If this person dies, will he not be able to get it back?

Su Yihong struck his stick horizontally, his eyes were stern, staring at the back of the three, screaming in anger: "Rat generations! I have the guts to attack, but I have no guts to leave a battle!"

The three of Fang Hong were unheard of, that is, Su Yihong was no longer arrogant and did not dare to stay away from the front. As long as he could not hurt himself, he would not care if he cursed hard.

Under the strange eyes of the people, the three returned to the stage. I just didn't dare to leave without permission. When I was in front of Qi Yuntian, my heart was a little embarrassed, and I said awkwardly, "Master, I just waited until I was in the same door. It was a bit reckless ..."

Qi Yuntian didn't wait for him to finish, he waved calmly, and said, "Three masters are indifferent, and let go aside."

Where is he not clear about Fang Hong's temperament? This person is the best at speculation. Take a chance and dare to fight.

The previous battle in Luying, Qiying was captured by the Sanbo Lake demon because of this. He already had a judgment in his heart and determined that these three people would not be available in the future, and there was no time for him to care about them. They stepped aside and ignored them.

Qi Yuntian looked around the disciples and said aloud, "Which other teacher came forward. Want Su Yihong to fight?"

The crowd was stunned for a while, and Su Yihong's injuries were unbearable, and everyone present was obvious to all.

They asked themselves that they did not take advantage of the magic weapon, unless dozens of people came together in one breath to be sure. Maybe I still have to lose a few lives, maybe I have one of them, so where can I dare to interface.

After Fang Hong returned to the stage, he thought carefully about the battle of geniuses and felt that he would be bolder. There may not be a chance to kill Su Yihong, and he is annoyed. At this moment, he suddenly sees some disciples suddenly rioting, his expression faintly excited, and some even shout out loud. Can't help wondering: "What's going on?"

Then he knew the answer, and saw a shocking Changhong coming. Su Yihong went straight to the field.

"It turned out that Zhang Yan arrived."

Fang Hong sneered, and said dumbly, "Well, it wouldn't help me to wait for the three to get up. What use is he alone?"

Wei Chiyang and Chen Guo both take it for granted. How brave is Su Yihong? Despite their high self-esteem, they also stood side by side. If they were fighting alone, they could hardly think of any way to kill the person.

Su Yihong saw Jianguang flying. There was a flash of excitement in his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes, took the bow and arrow in his hand, sat down on the horse, bent his bow again, and pointed his arrow at the sky.

His bow and arrow are "Pingling bows". They can shoot monsters, beasts, and spirits. The land of a hundred miles is coming soon.

After only a few moments, he loosened his fingers, the bowstring trembled in his ears, and a dark shadow whistled, like a streamer of lightning, rushing away. Although the arrow light came sharply, Zhang Yan was not. Dodge, still calmly, with a move of his heart, he leaped forward a sword light, and once he greeted in the air, he slammed it, blocking it.

Then he reached out and grabbed the arrow, holding the arrow in his hand accurately and playing for a while. He squeezed the tail of the arrow with both hands, and as soon as he clicked, he folded it into two sections and dropped the cloud head.

Su Yihong shook his eyes, he shouted, shook the hundred instruments on the cloud above him, shook them in the air, and raised a finger. These instruments flashed thousands of fireflies, and all of them moved forward to Zhang Yan .

Zhang Yan's expression was calm and unrestrained. As soon as the tactics were taken, the water-colored light curtain flashed in front of him, and more than a hundred artifacts disappeared instantly.

Su Yihong's eyes froze for a moment, his fists rattled, and a flash of excitement flashed through his eyes, and he said loudly, "Okay! That's why the opponent is interesting."

Zhang Yan stopped ten feet in front of him and stood with his hands in his hands. He was so calm and calm that he saw his body surrounded by clouds and mists, smoky smoke, flamboyant robes, and spirit.

Su Yihong also met Zhang Yan and Xiao Yan on the big match. Du De had a war with him. He had also seen its endless methods. He knew that he was a strong enemy. Although he had confidence to overcome it, he did not dare to carelessly, especially the other. Jian Ming Gao Ming, if he blindly dodged, he was unable to do anything when Gongya was useless, so he defensively for the first time and did not step forward to attack.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan was also polite and sang, "Su Dayou, be careful."

He reached for a finger, the stars leaped into the air, the sword light flickered, and Hong Guang shot, divided into ten flying swords to kill.

Su Yihong shook his Moyun stick in his hand, swirling like a dance, making a whining sound, and jingling incessantly, blocking the sword light out of the room. After a while, he was impatient: "Zhang Yan, How can this thing hurt ... "

His words didn't end, but the flying blue mang suddenly gave up another sword light, but it was faster than the previous flying sword.

This came down very suddenly and was very close. Su Yihong couldn't help but be surprised. He just had to tilt his head aside, and wiped the sword awns from his ears. He felt a hot piece on his cheek, reached out his hand, and was taken away. Small half ear.

He licked the blood flowing to the corner of his mouth, and when Xuan Gong turned, the other half of his ears grew again. Although he was not afraid of Fei Jian's chopping, if he was killed, it was also pain. As soon as Zhang Yan came up, he saw the blood, felt humiliated consciously, and immediately killed himself.

Zhang Yan smiled slightly and turned the exercises to reveal the big yellow hand from the top. He opened his five fingers and took down.

Su Yihong yelled loudly, stretched his stick, and hit his hand on the mysterious yellow hand. With the sound of the trembling, the big hand dissipated and burst into a cloud of yellow mist.

He made a vertical leap to Zhang Yan's head, and roared loudly, and the situation was turbulent and stirred like a tide, making him clothed and hunted, as if there was a boundless force wrapping Zhang Yan in a cyclone. That made it difficult for him to escape.

Su Yihong's eyes burst into shots, pinching the tail of his hands with both hands, and arousing his whole body strength. He first lifted it up, and then yelled, hitting it with a stick.

Zhang Yan stood in the cyclone, her clothes fluttered, and she suddenly released a fine light from Baoyi, stretched a few feet, and protected him. Su Yihong's neck and blue muscles exploded. Hehe roared, and the sky was rumbled. The sound, and the cloud stick in his hand fell like a mountain.

There was a loud blast in the air, and he hit the light and concave with a smash, and then he fell into a happy mood, but the Mo Yun stick reached the top of Yan's forehead, and only heard a "bang", the spark fired.

Su Yihong looked intently, not knowing what to do, but Zhang Yan was standing still, still unconscious.

When he got down, Zhang Yan felt ashamed as long as he suffered, but he was still dead, but he wasn't harmed by the other party.

Zhang Yan sang loudly and said, "It's not rude to come, and Su Daoyou also comes to try the means of poverty."

He scooped up the tactics, and only heard the sound of the tide, there was an aqua brilliance flying from the back, and the situation was instantly discharged and rolled over.

Su Yihong knew that this was the Taoist technique that Zhang Yan used on Dabie that day. He didn't know the details, and he didn't want to be able to do it. He hurriedly displayed his magical powers and wanted to get out of the war.

How did the water and light surge in, and if the flood rushed, the two are now very close together, he could not run out at all, and only took a step, and the water was drawn into it, and it seemed that he was entering a turbulent rapid. In the middle, the tide rushed back and forth, shaking him almost to stand.

Zhang Yanjian has limited his ability to deflate, his eyes flickered, his robe sleeve waved, and he only heard a loud sound. It seemed like countless rolling wood flint was launched, and a thick and solid Huangmang rushed into the air. , Spread out hundreds of feet, cut across the blue sky, cover the sun, cover the ground.

When Su Yihong saw that the sky was falling yellow, like a mountain hanging from the top, and the peak was about to collapse, before he got down, he was struggling to breathe, his chest was short and short of breath. Hard, hey, there is one up.

The two collided, only to hear a sudden loud noise in the sky. Su Yihong only felt a sweet throat, a **** gas poured into his mouth, the tiger's mouth cracked, his arms folded, and he couldn't help retreating.

Zhang Yanli sneered at Yuntou. This earthly light is as heavy as mountains. Thanks to this Su Yihong's strength, if he is an ordinary monk, if he dares to do it, he has already been crushed into powder. He has another method to urge, that yellow light. Raise dozens of feet, swing the airflow, then release the restraint and press down again.

Su Yihong was entangled by the true light of the water line ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Can't get rid of it, he had to run Xuan Gong in a hurry and healed the injury a little bit. , Against the Huang Mang, only felt a black in front of his eyes, spit a blood, could not hold the magic soldier in his hands.

Zhang Yan shook his sleeves and laughed: "Su Yihong, and see how much you can support!"

He divided the line of real light by one point, and made dozens of passages in a hurry, arranged up and down one by one, and fell in turn.

For a time, this was like ramming the soil and piling, and after a dozen bangs, Su Yihong vomited blood again and again, eventually unable to support, Mo Yun stick in his hand and flew away.

Zhang Yan's eyes flickered, and Shui Xing Zhenguang's volume rolled, and in a flash, Su Yihong disappeared.

More than a thousand disciples in the field saw him so easily and packed up Su Yihong, all of them were stunned. In the dream, Brother Fang Hong was stunned and silent.

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