Martial God

The performance of the hundred and eight has made the Golden Campaign extremely unexpected, annoyed and disappointed.

The reason why he did this is that he wants to ask for a hundred and eight shots. With this top-ranking powerhouse who can defeat the great man of the opera, there is no need for other people to do it.

However, I did not expect that not only did not have any intention to shoot, but the white horse was also taken away.

If the Golden Campaign is not to know that Bai Yiming has always been loyal to He Yiming, he even has to doubt whether this guy is happy.

However, he did not know that it would be natural to have a hundred and eight people moving, but if he wanted him to limit the flow of He Yiming's infuriating flow, then even if he really divided the 108 into 108. He is also heartless and powerless.

As for the white horse, the sacred beast is powerful, but the same, killing is no problem, saving people will not be awkward. If they let the two help, it is estimated that only the more help the more busy.

The Golden Campaign and Ai Wenbin looked at each other. Although they were all dissatisfied, this time was definitely not a time of guilt.

Fast! My own opinion has been said once again, the Golden Campaign is awe-inspiring: "Ai Xiong, Wei Shixiong, please help the younger brother, as long as they can seal the acupuncture points of the brothers and stop his infuriating flow, it will be fine."

Both Ai Wenbin and Wei Zongjin nodded slightly. All the people who heard the words of the Golden Campaign were surprised.

He Yiming’s appearance is clearly ignorant, but the Golden Campaign is partially determined, as long as he seals his infuriating flow. What is even more bizarre is that he has put on such a big squad, and with the power of the three masters, he is too careful to deal with an unconscious person who is enchanted.

In fact, the strength that He Yiming showed before the life and death world, if he is in a state of waking, then even if it is twice as many people, everyone will not feel strange. However, if it is said that after the fire has entered the magic, there is still the usual force, it is too much to subvert the cognition of everyone.

The Golden Campaign did not explain, and he looked at the room with the two men.

Among all of them, only all of them can get all his trust.

Wei Zongjin is his master brother. This friendship is a test of time of more than 100 years. He is well aware of how he is.

And Ai Wenbin is the honorable person of Tianchi. For He Yiming's safety, even if he puts a knife on his neck, it is impossible to hurt the up-and-coming star of Tianchi.

But if not, he will not ask the two to take the shot.

Within the room, He Yiming still sat in the same place, but his breathing seemed to be a little more urgent than he had just come.

At a close distance, carefully feel the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night slay, the **** of the gods, the throne, the sacred priest, the ninth heaven, the strongest, the abandonment, the big prince, the prince, the night sacred god, the throne, the sacred, the sacred world, the most powerful, the abandonment of the week. Royal martial arts 乾 将 将 将 将 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神 神The stability, Ai Wenbin and the two are some words that believe in the Golden Campaign, but they are more curious about why He Yiming’s body is in this situation.

The Golden Campaign nodded to both of them and made a gesture. The two men nodded slightly. They came in one direction, and at the same time extended a finger and pointed to He Yiming's body.

The direction in which they reach out is the place where the human body is located. If they are the masters of their ranks, they will be afraid that even the true five-powered people will suffer a big loss.

However, just as their fingers were about to hit He Yiming's body, they suddenly felt wrong.

He Yiming’s palm didn’t know when he had lifted it up, so he blocked it on the way of their fingers.

The powerful insults rushed out and let the three of them take a step back.

At this moment, the shock in their hearts is indeed indescribable.

This guy, even if it is not a fire, but it is also unconscious. But in this case, it is still easy to block the attacks of the three of us.

Moreover, the hand used by He Yiming is clearly the way of God. The two palms seem to be unpleasant, but the timing of the position is just right, so you don’t want to shoot, the hand is not, the sadness is like swallowing. A fly like.

They took a step back at the same time, Wei Zongjin could not help but ask: "Is his mind really unclear?"

The Golden Battle looked at He Yiming’s red-red eyes and said: "Master, his mind is absolutely lost, otherwise he will not even recognize the younger brother."

The muscles on Wei Zongjin's face were inexplicably twitched a few times. "Ai brother, have you ever heard of the gods and the adults said that when the mind is unclear, can you also use the way of God?"

Ai Wenbin suddenly became stunned and couldn't speak for a while.

God's way of thinking, that requires a very powerful heart, in the display of the way of God, must be clear, but also calm, to stand on a completely objective position, if there is a little heart, or It is blinded, then this **** is a big joke.

But look at He Yiming's appearance at the moment, to say that his mind is still there, I am afraid that individuals will not believe it, but to say that his mind is lost, but the foundation of this **** figure is clearly placed here.

For a time, his face could not help but reveal a bitter smile, but I really don't know what to say.

In the Battle of Jin, the thick eyebrows were wrinkled, and said: "Master, no matter how much, we will first say to the brothers."

Ai Wenbin and Wei Zongjin nodded at the same time. They once again deceived themselves and danced their hands in a circle. At this moment, the room seemed to have countless butterflies, splashing an endless image.

However, just between the numbers and the interest, everyone's face has changed again.

Under their violent storms, He Yiming was no longer able to maintain his position and he stood up.

But that's it. After standing up, his hands are waving in the same way. Although there is no such thing as speed in other people, what makes others worry is that no matter how unpredictable their methods are, one is When I came to He Yiming, I would magnetize to his palm.

It is reasonable to say that the three men in the Golden Battle have a total of six palms, but He Yiming has only two, but after playing a half-sound, they still have no gains.

Wei Zongjin took a step back and took a deep breath. He just wanted to talk. He saw He Yiming follow him step by step, and a palm of his hand was photographed toward his chest.

The new sage of the Lingbi Hall is furious, but knows that this half-mad person has no reason to speak at this moment, so he has to sigh and resist.

However, his hand just stretched out, and He Yiming’s hand was awkwardly turning a corner, and it was just like this to stop Ai Wenbin’s finger. Then it was taken to Wei Zongjin.

Wei Zongjin was so angry that he almost wanted to draw weapons to give him a sly, but when he thought of He Yiming's five elements, his thoughts had just been extinguished.

In the heart of the Golden Campaign, he suddenly yelled, and he quickly called out: "Everyone will lead him out.

After that, he stepped back two steps. Sure enough, lost his mind, He Yiming, who all acted instinctively, immediately gave up Wei Zongjin, but instead pursued the battle of gold.

The face of the Golden Campaign flashed a touch of joy, while entangled with him, and stepped out of the room.

He Yiming followed him without hesitation. In a flash, four people left the room and flew to the street.

After the three men entered the Golden Campaign, there was a quick voice coming from the beginning. This result made the rest of the people face each other. How did they really get up, and it seemed to be very lively.

At this moment, their hearts are like being shackled; the claws are disturbing, and they all want to look at what is happening inside.

The change in the body of the Savior is absolutely the most attractive for the masters of the same rank.

However, as long as you can't see the distant ones and the white horses, the thoughts of those who are in their hearts will stop.

However, the more things that followed, the more they surprised them.

Between several figures flashing, the Golden Battle they had left the house and came outside.

Later, everyone saw the change, and the three men of the Golden Campaign surrounded He Yiming. They shot quickly and did not leave the big points of He Yiming.

However, between He Yiming’s blockade, it’s a strict rule, and there is an indescribable momentum. It seems that when his palms are waving, he even has a magical law of heaven and earth.

Of course, this feeling has only disappeared in a moment. Because at this moment everyone saw the appearance of He Yiming, his slightly reddish skin and a pair of chilling eyes full of blood, all told other people, this guy is already enchanted ~www.wuxiaspot. Com~ A guy who is enchanted by the fire, it is absolutely impossible to show what level of combat skills.

But after a while, everyone was once again amazed. He Yiming's palm seems to be fluttering, but it is hard to take all the attacks of the masters.

Such a madman who is enchanted by the fire... fear is also unique.

The three men in the Golden Campaign were more and more shocked. They began to use He Yiming as a lamb that was difficult to fly, but now they feel that there is a circle of inexplicable struggle around them, which makes them feel more helpless.

Invisible, they even thought that He Yiming had changed from the lamb to be slaughtered to the tiger of hunting.

The golden battle was a big cold, and he vaguely felt that if he continued to show up like this, he would really not be able to make friends.

Until now, he only appeared. He Yiming, who lost his mind afterwards, became more and more unfathomable. After a quarter of an hour, the Golden Campaign finally endured and shouted: "Qianlian brothers, please How can I help my brothers?"