Martial God

The remote sights are in the middle of the scene, and there is a stream of oceans.

Even the first time I saw this spectacular scene, He Yiming, I was able to guess the arrival of these tents.

Here, only the place where the Western army is stationed will have a sea of ​​tents of this size.

The closeness of the three of them has already attracted the attention of the strong men in the tent. Numerous whistling sounds rang at this moment. It seems that this sea has set off a wave of good weather between the buildings.

When the eyes of the Golden Battle were bright, he suddenly shouted and reached out and gently patted his waist. The hidden dragon gun suddenly appeared silently on his hand.

Then he stepped out,

The distance under the feet seems to be sharply shortened in an instant, just in a blink of an eye, the Golden Battle has disappeared in front of He Yiming.

The distance between dozens of feet is at a glance. When he stepped out of this step, even the Westerners who had escaped from the death-stricken appearance suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Westerners just feel that they are in front of them. Suddenly scared by the mysterious gold battle not far from the front.

His dirty beating high like never before, with his fingers on the gold battle, his eyes showed an indescribable shock and incredible.

At this critical juncture, he has already recognized it.

This kind of light-weighted practice that was performed by the Golden Campaign. Absolutely not the people below the Sayādaw can display it.

For a moment, squeaking in his mind, only one thought could not go.

In the Golden Campaign, he turned out to be a true sage."

His heart suddenly became cold. Even the hands and feet seem to become powerless.

At this moment, when his will and resistance fell into the bottom of the valley, he saw a light in front of him.

This light was pierced from the hands of the Golden Battle. It is like a meteor falling from the sky, and it is like a strong lightning in a heavy rain. It seems that from the moment of piercing, I have already crossed the distance between each other and penetrated his heart.

The Westerner bowed his head, and he looked at the big hole in his chest, and his eyes were confused. Then he fell heavily to the ground, and after he twitched twice, he could no longer climb.

When the Golden Battle was used to display the Wanli Leisure Court, He Yiming had stopped.

However, the moment he saw the Golden Warrior taking out the dragon gun, He Yiming already understood that the Western customer who came to provocate was no longer alive.

In fact, the strength of this person, if he does not lose confidence, if he does not lose his fighting spirit, then when he returns to this place, just a little for a moment. Maybe this result will be completely rewritten.

However, there is not so much in this world, but now standing next to the corpse, carrying a dragon gun, the golden battle of the Ang Li is the real protagonist of this moment.

In the sea of ​​tents, it seems that the sudden abrupt pause.

Although most people don't understand what happened, He Yiming and the Golden Campaign are both faces of an oriental person. The guy who lie on the blood, the guy who has less air intake is a typical Westerner. .

Whatever the reason, the Westerners came here and killed people just before they approached the camp. This kind of arrogant way to the extreme provocation, suddenly succeeded in stimulating the crazy blood in the body of all Westerners.

A number of long whistling sounds sounded everywhere, and correspondingly, it was the reply of the strongest of the same level.

He Yiming's face changed slightly and these whistling sounds were inexhaustible, and they all came out by different people.

In the sea of ​​tents throughout the West, there are so many innate powers hidden.

At this moment, He Yiming is even wondering whether it is the whole. The innate powers of all countries in the West have come here.

However, the only thing that is gratifying is that. There is no strongman in the level of these screams, but He Yiming is sure to turn around without saying anything.

Between the eyes turning, there was a question in his heart.

No matter the unfortunate Western guest, or the gold battle, they are all daring, and they dare to swear at each other’s old nest. This kind of unscrupulous, it seems that they don’t care about the other’s camp. appear. This is definitely an agreement that I don't know. Otherwise, they will not do anything like this.

The figures flashed in succession, but for a moment. Thousands of people have already flown out of the sea of ​​tents.

Judging from the light-weight exercises they have shown, even the most inferior people have reached the innate realm, and the few people who are there are even more powerful. However, they also kept a certain distance between their walks, and no one rushed alone to rush.

This is the effect of the shock of the Golden Battle just now, one shot, one person. Even people have no power to fight back.

These powerful performances make all the powerful masters feel a sense of horror.

The Golden Battle screamed in vain, and his whistle spread far and wide. In the face of so many masters who were scalp enough, he was not afraid.

The dragon gun trembled in the hand, and the western guest picked it up, and he flew to the high of those people.

thump,,

When the man’s body fell heavily on the ground. The Golden Campaign sighed: "There is no indecent assault, this person is still in the body, and there is anyone who has the courage to come out and fight."

Those people stopped and their eyes fell on the ground. Most people had horror and incredible looks in their eyes.

This shows that they have recognized the origin of this person. Those who can be remembered by so many innate powers are naturally the superb generations.

One of the old men rushed out, and before he came to the corpse, he picked it up and let the blood left in the chest flow to his body.

His mouth screamed and screamed, seemingly questioning what was behind him, and several people explained what he was sincerely and fearfully.

Although He Yiming simply couldn't understand what they were saying, the Golden Campaign was no stranger to their language, and his mouth showed a disdainful cold smile.

I was curious and asked: "Golden brother. What are they talking about?"

The Golden Battle was a pair of eyebrows and smiled. "This. The dead Western guest named Toms is the top master of a big country in the West. Today, he came to the town of Jincheng to challenge. It is the result of betting with people. The old man is Tom. Si's brother, I don't know about it, so I am a little violent at this moment."

Sure enough, the old man jumped up and jumped in the air in a few rounds, kicking three of them.

Since the three are qualified to go out with everyone, at least they are masters of the innate realm. But under the attack of the old man, he did not dare to fight back.

He Yiming secretly shook his head for a bet. Such a master is degraded. If he is replaced by the old man, he is afraid that he will even have their heart.

The old man slowly turned around, from his body, there was a strong and fierce to the extreme.

meaning.

The old man has a yellow head. At this time, he is angered and screaming. His head is faintly erected. It seems particularly horrible. Even those who are in the same camp with him are full of jealousy in his gaze. .

"Who are you?" he said wickedly.

He even said that the official language of Dong Dashen, although not a very standard, but He Yiming and others can understand.

The Golden Campaign laughed and said: "The old man. Before asking someone's name, you should introduce yourself first. Don't you even know this?"

The man’s eyes were filled with fierce blood, his body was moving, and he seemed to want to fly directly. But at this moment, a powerful palm pressed over his shoulder.

Another old man who looks like his grade is whispering a few words in his ear. He breathed a few times in a hurry, but his feet were firmly settled.

The newly arrived old man stepped forward and raised a hand on his shoulder and bent over to them slightly. Even when he was hostile, he did enough etiquette and then whispered: "I It’s Tatamu, this is Danny. It’s Toms who killed you. What is your name?”

Tatamu speaks slowly, almost one word and one word.

Although He Yiming was awkward, he was shocked in his heart. So far, among the three Western masters he has contacted, he has learned the language of Dong Dashen, although their speech is not flattering. But it can also be proved. They did spend a lot of effort before the Eastern Expedition.

The Golden Campaign was a smile on the face and said: "Tatamu is right, my gold battle, whoever wants to avenge Toms, then come up.

The dragon gun in his hand leaped slightly, and a huge momentum suddenly surged from his body.

Tatamu's eyelids suddenly condensed, and a low, powerful voice suddenly sounded from his mouth: "Golden War,"

"Golden Campaign"

Not only him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ from among these dozens. Most people have similar sounds in their mouths.

Of all the people here, of course, it is impossible for everyone to understand the language of Da Shen, but the three words of the Golden Campaign are no strangers to everyone.

He Yiming’s heart is slightly glimpsed. These people’s voices seem to contain a little surprise. This kind of reality is too surprising.

Subsequently, all the people began to faintly illuminate.

Tatamu whispered a whisper, and suddenly a series of weapons screamed.

Dozens of people have unexpectedly pulled out their weapons. In the West, the most popular weapons are no exception.

One is a large sword with two hands, one is a soft foil that can be bent and made of special materials, and some people use a combination of a sword and a shield, and several people hold a long gun in their hands. Among them, the weapon that two of them took out turned out to be a long bow that was almost equal to people. After the two men took out the longbow, they not only did not go forward, but instead took a few steps back and opened a distance with the crowd.