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Chapter 1935 The Power of the Dragon Head

Kill you!

When Ye Junlang said this, his tone seemed to be calm and indifferent, as if talking about a trivial matter.

However, in this case, listening to Lin Wei's ears is simply making him jump like a thunder.

Because he can hear the feeling of arbitrarily dominating his life and death from Ye Junlang's tone, how can this not make him feel angry?

No matter how much, he is also a strong sanctuary. Ye Junlang is just equivalent to the cultivation of the Holy Realm. He actually wants to determine his life and death?

If this is replaced by other saints, Lin Wei has long raised his hand and directly crushed and killed.

In the face of Ye Junlang, Lin Wei had the anger in the heart of forbearance. He had to calm down and had to be cautious, because the hit just now, he already felt that Ye Junlang could resist his power of the Great Saints!

This seems extremely incredible, but this fact has happened.

At this time, Lin Wei also understood that in the ancient military conference, Ye Junlang used the cultivation of the sanctuary to be able to overcome many Tianjiao disciples who had reached many junior reels, and could ask the first.

The reason for everything is that Ye Junlang has the strong strength of more and more fought!

Such a young man is terrible. It really wants to grow up completely. For example, to break through the Great Holy Realm, what situation will your own combat power be transformed?

It's unimaginable!

"It's full of holy realms, without the Great Holy Realm, it is always ants! Wait for me to kill your town, seeing you still won't be horizontal!" Lin Wei said, his own breath rose again, the world was surging, and he was rolling.

The Grand Saints are coercion to cover the sky, and a violent and cold killing is also filled with.

"Nine stars lock, block fist!"

Lin Wei drank violently, wrapped in a magnificent great sanctuary, and then rushed to Ye Junlang again.

Boom! Boom!

Lin Wei hurriedly fists, Jiu Daoquan showed its power out of thin air, and Jiuquan corresponds to the Jiugong position, blocking Ye Junlang.

Trapped Ye Junlang in.

The nine -way fisting momentum fused and gathered a sharp and boundless attack and killing boxing, and took it directly to Ye Junlang.

"The Great Saint Realm, I really thought that I was the Lao Tzu of the King of Heaven? Fighting tactics, battle!"

Ye Junlang was angry, and he urged the word tactics in the nine -character mantra.

Fighter, fighting the world, never yielding!

Fighters, brave and courageous, more and more brave!

Fighter, self -confidence and invincible, push the heroes horizontally!

Under the urging of the fighting tactics, Ye Junlang's own war and fighting spirit climbed to the peak, and he had a supreme power that dared to fight with heaven and dare to fight with the ground.

In the rotation, Ye Junlang used the fighting tactics to urge the "boxing Jiuyang" in the Jiuxiashan river boxing!

boom!

At that moment, Ye Junlang's own nine yang qi and blood rose to the sky, vast as the sea, boundless, and the entire sky seemed to be shrouded in his own magnificent qi and blood.

The printed punch is imprinted in the void, and each boxing prints resonated with his own Jiuyang qi and blood, and the endlessness of qi and blood is filled with the power of qi and blood.

Empty, shine on the world!

In the boxing seal, there is a completely different fist. Under the pouring of the power of the Qinglong, it is enough to have the power of destruction of the heavens and the earth.

Bad heart!

In instant, Jiu Dao Boxing came out. Under the evolution of the word tips, this type of punch was pushed to a peak, such as the sun fell and burned the sky!

Boom!

In the void, the bright boxing printing like a meteor fell, and the attack and killing fist with Lin Wei was bombarding, which detonated the void.

Energy vortex.

"Um!"

With a groaning sound, I saw that Lin Wei was shocked.

Under the fisting momentum urged by Ye Junlang with the tactics, his power of the great sanctuary was broken, and the supreme blue dragon contained in the boxing seal shocked him, forcing him to figure

Retreating.

Well!

Ye Junlang urged the word tactics, and the instantly came, and he whispered coldly: "Formula!"

Not waiting for Lin Wei to stand firmly, Ye Junlang has urged the array to be imprisoned to Lin Wei.

Today, the understanding of Ye Junlang's words is very deep. He often discusses Ji to refer to heaven in the dark world. In addition, there are also secrets about the Great Flame of the Flag.

He has gone out of this distance.

Therefore, when Ye Junlang showed the "tactics", the void was born, and the terrain was generated in a large terrain.

The terrain of this side seemed to lock the void to the other. The power of the formation of the formation of the formation also locked Lin Wei and imprisoned the space around his body, which made him short for a while.

Lin Wei responded to the changes in his own space. The air around him seemed to become extremely sticky. He seemed to be caught in a quagmire, and he was restricted in action.

"roar!"

Lin Weixin knew it, and he roared, and he was about to break out of his majestic and vast power of the great sanctuary to break the blockade of this void.

At that moment--

"Lin Zi Jue!"

Ye Junlang evolved into Linzi Juequan, and a virtual shadow of the king of Ming Dynasty sat in the air, collapsed into the large formation of the terrain.

As a result, Lin Weidang really had a feeling of being imprisoned. At that moment, it was extremely short, but for the battle between the strong, even the time of milliseconds was enough to die.

"kill!"

Ye Junlang watched and killed, he exhibited the Bingzi fist printing.

With a bombardment, the Bingzi Juequan was urged, and it was powerful, with a sharp and uninterrupted attack and killing.

The breath of fire, with the momentum of destruction and dying, kills the town forward.

Originally, the word tactics of the soldiers were the type of boxing of the main killing. It contained a powerful and powerful attack and killing, and the killing was the heaviest.

Lin Wei's own great sanctuary seemed to be burning, and the endless power of the Great Saints burst out. When he got rid of the imprisonment of the word tactics, Ye Junlang's fisting fist was near

Before you.

Lin Wei's face was horrified. He had no time to make a move.

Bang!

With a loud noise, under the strong attack of Ye Junlang's punch, he broke Lin Wei's punch to resist, and the power of Qinglong in the Bingju Juequan also strangled Lin Wei.

Pasted!

Lin Wei's feet were unstable, and his body stepped backwards, followed by —— then-- then-- then-- then-- then-- then-- then ——

Wow!

Lin Wei's mouth might, a sip of red blood in his mouth.


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