Jun 26, 2024
In my heart, I think YanRong moves backwards without trace. "But if these three alone, I’m afraid I haven’t the guts to challenge Dagong unless …"
"The Archduke must be informed immediately!"
In the crowd, Yan Rong usually moves, and there are still a lot of consciousness even if there is no movement left. I touched my waist and watched the changes in the field-Yan Hong’s influence is visible!
"Where do you want to go?"
As soon as the voice fell, a terrible sense of suffocation swept through Yan Pingshi’s eyes, and suddenly a terrible awe-inspiring qi Qi’s eyes were as sharp as needles.
"This is ….. the world!"
"Yan has actually broken through and advanced into a master of molting series!"
An ordinary black brother exclaimed when he saw this scene. For them, shedding a strong body represents a completely different feeling.
Shedding, molting, molting, molting, the source of the flesh, molting and evolution, and every molting is a sublimation process of the flesh.
And the key is …
After molting, the feelings accumulated in the pre-practice period can be degenerated into a magical species in the physical abdomen.
For example, if a master swordsman degenerates into an avatar, it is likely to be a sword. This …
Is swordsmanship!
This is a terrible qualitative change, especially a genius like Yan, which makes many spiritual monks feel desperate in Zhongtian. It also depends on the strength of both sides.
Boom
It’s another wave of bullying that permeates its source … impressively, it’s Yan Zunchu!
"Another shedding master!"
"No wonder it is no wonder that this is their bottom spirit …"
Many elite brothers, such as Zhong Yanrong, are not as afraid of shedding monks as those in black robes, but they still frowned.
It is a terrible transformation to shed one’s body, especially that of a genius monk!
The situation was immediately controlled by Yan Zun and Yan, who shed their bodies and coerced them.
"The wind is extremely powerful!"
At this time, Yan Zun doesn’t talk nonsense. At first, poop is a dead end.
The secret order of the wind attribute of Yanjia wind tunnel is generally much higher. The wind extreme boxing is the secret of the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which deduces the artistic conception of the wind to a pole level, which is not inferior to Wangting Jianfa.
I have been practicing until Dacheng is almost complete, and the wind is extremely powerful. When I punch out, the wind is raging all over the sky, and the storm is roaring. One punch in the wind is like a storm king to control the poor storm.
"Hum! Give it to me! "
The green sword mountain, which has not exhausted its savings, is once again manifested in China. Like Optimus Prime, the heavy sword is crushed to resist the wind.
Yan Jue’s tender face is amazing and firm but gentle, and his black hair is blown with a deep hunting sound, but his sharp sword in the depths of his eyes looks straight at Yan Zun!
Yan Jue, who can be valued by Yan Hong from tens of millions of people, naturally has its precious Excellence.
Even if …
The opponent is a molting genius, even if he has no chance of winning, he is not afraid to draw his sword and point straight ahead!
Bang!
A broken sword fell far from the middle and pierced the ground.
Blood has dyed the chest blue robe red, but the ten-year-old child still stands with eyes staring at the front!
Eyes belong to the sword will … Still flashing!
Looking at the young body at the scene, many younger brothers are silent. You know, ten years old has just passed the age of innocence in ordinary people.
And often it was from the age of ten that the monks made rapid progress …
"It’s no wonder that so many people in YanHong that guy just took a fancy to this YanJiao will take beside him to teach day and night …"
Yan Zun, Yan and others are also quite moved to watch this scene. This is more shocking than pure sword reading.
"Take him away."
With a deep sigh, Yan didn’t let anyone else do it, but went forward in person and changed his mind.
Seeing this, Yan’s heart is white. If he really kills this Yanjue, I’m afraid the consequences will be unimaginable for this small degree of attention …
But …
"Take away? Where do you want to take it? "
A faint sound came slowly in a plain robe, and those golden eyes were as different and deep as the sun, moon and binary stars in the stars.
"It’s you Yan Hong!"
This moment has been filled with overbearing casting Yan Zun. Seeing the figure, my heart can’t help but jump and my back is cold.
Yan Feiyan hangs in the vast sky and flies for nine days. Peng holds the glory of Wan Li’s stars but shines in its eyes.
Hong Fei Hong’s chest is vast and boundless, and the vast and boundless sky is overturned in the palm of his hand.
Yan Honggong is an insurmountable myth … as desperate as an abyss for the young genius with a territory of hundreds of millions of miles in Yanshan!
When I was ten years old, I went out to challenge all the great talents in Yanfu. What is overbearing, such as Huang Yanzun, what is unfathomable … These so-called peerless geniuses can look up to their backs.
At the age of eleven, he walked in the wilderness on the edge of Yanshan territory, practicing his spirit and emphasizing the realm. He killed and shed his body with a sword. According to a trace of Titan’s blood, the crying ape shocked the Yanshan land hundreds of millions of miles.
At the age of twelve, later generations recognized Yan Hong as a genius!
No one dares to talk about himself as a genius in front of this demon, like a god, like a demon!
"Yan Honggong is Yan Honggong!"
A frenzied atmosphere in the crowd is rising crazily, even though there are two statues shedding their bodies and the strong are cold-eyed, even though most of them are black brothers who can’t even meet Yan’s blows …
Yan Hong’s influence on these young brothers in Fiona Fang is beyond anyone’s imagination!
"Take my sword and you will be intact."
In a faint tone, with a rebuttable will echoing in the middle of the night, I stared at my eyes calmly, as if there were not two sloughing strong men in front of me, but weeds and foot ants on the roadside! to be continued
Chapter two hundred and twenty-four Ancient Road
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Hearing this, Yan Zun blushed and trembled, pointing to Yan Hong. "Yan Hong, don’t insult others and take your sword?"
"We’re not that loser crying ape!"
At this time, even Yan Dou, who has always been invisible, pulled her face.