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Chapter 874

The duel between the blood throne and the black prison has fallen into a fierce level. The attack and killing between the two strong men can be called rapid and powerful.

Impact force.

After all, both of them are strong in the sixth realm of the Secret Realm.

Both of the battle have been injured now, each has their own injuries, and blood has exuded in the corners of each other's mouths.

They can be said to be a place for life and death.

The Blood Throne will not forget the old hate that the Black Prison took the opportunity to occupy him in the second stronghold of Ecuador, and he had already listed the black prison as the enemy of killing in his heart.

The reason why it has been tolerated for so many years is that there has been no suitable opportunity to launch an offensive against the black fire military business.

Now, under Ye Junlang, the stronghold of the Black Fire Military and Merchants has been killed here, and it was killed in front of the black prison all the way. Of course, such an opportunity will not let go.

"Black prison, you are destined to escape tonight! Now your stronghold has been broken, your soldiers are being harvested continuously, and it is your turn to you! At that time, you stunned my traitor Daniel, occupying me

The second stronghold of Stone Fireders, this time I will occupy your dark fire military business, and return to revenge! "The blood throne stared at the black prison, and said with a cold tone.

The black prison face was irony, and the whole person could be said to be extremely angry, and had a sense of fidnial. His blackfire military businessmen who had been bloody were broken in this way, how can he be willing? How can he not be angry?

"Do you really think the voucher is holding the voucher? Do you really think you can kill me?" He said with a sneer, saying, "Even if it is death, I want to pull you down to hell! You still want to occupy my black

Fire military business? Dreaming! "

"Really? At the end of the crossbow, I will kill you!"

The blood throne opened, his own breath rose again, from him with a stranded storm, such as the substantial blood, it was permeated, and it was surrounded by a horrible blood hell around his body.

The blood of the blood of the blood has been urged to the extreme. He yelled, killing the intention, and fully urged his "anger blood hell fist" to kill the black prison.

In the process of fighting against the Blood Throne, he was also paying attention to the situation of the entire battle. He noticed that his His Majesty's White Mask Corps continued to fall. It is now impossible to defeat.

This means that he is indeed defeated, and he is defeated.

In such a situation, even if he rely on his personal power, he cannot make the tide.

Therefore, the only thing in his heart is to do his best, killing the blood of the blood, and the least good luck must be with the Blood Throne.

What he can't get will not let the blood throne dye.

Therefore, when he fights, he uses his full effort to condense all his secrets. The punch that he attacked and killed was like a thunderbolt.

He completely let go of his hands and feet, it is a way of fighting all the jade.

The strength of the two is not comparable. Under the premise of such strength, if one is really desperate, it is really dangerous. If you are not careful, both are really falling, and the jade is burned.

Of course, the Blood Throne will not be exhausted with the black prison. He avoids the sharp killing of the black prison and wants to wait for the opportunity to attack.

The black prison was completely disregarded, and the attack was blindly attacked, waiting for the fatal flaw in the blood throne.

Under the crazy attack of the black prison, the blood throne could not be avoided one by one, and was eventually bombarded by the black prison on his body.

Then, then

Bang! Bang!

After the two dull sounds, the two figures were separated, and their blood cough again in their mouths.

The black prison face was embarrassed, and he laughed strangely. He ignored his own injuries, and continued to mobilize his secrets to prepare for a special battle.

At this moment-

Well!

A figure flashed, accompanied by a magnificent masculinity momentum, like a generation of overlords.

This is Ye Junlang.

In fact, Ye Junlang has long noticed that the defeat of the Black Prison and the Blood Throne hurts. The two people have similar strength. Under the duel of life and death, they may fall.

It stands to reason that Ye Junlang can be hidden in the dark, watch the fire from the shore, and take the advantage of the fisherman.

But he didn't.

He still appeared, because he had thought deeply, as far as he was concerned, the blood throne could not die yet.

The living of the blood throne is good for him, because when the blood throne is contacted, his construction in the devil military factory in Babia will be much safe and stable.

No matter whether it is the American Leopard and Merchants or Angels, they dare not act lightly.

He and the Blood Throne joined forces to break through the Black Fire Army's stronghold, and he had passed a message with the outside world. He and the Blood Throne were in a state of alliance.

Under such circumstances, whether it is the American Leopard Army and the Angels who want to send troops to attack Babia, they must consider whether the Blood Throne will send troops to support Ye Junlang.

This has formed a deterrence, and it is also the space and time that has been sufficient to grow up to Ye Junlang's layout in Babia.

As soon as Ye Junlang appeared, Black Prison noticed that his bloody eyes stared at Ye Junlang tightly and said, "You, you-"

"Satan, you're here!" The blood throne opened, and he was relieved. He knew that this battle was already settled in the overall situation.

"What? Are you Satan? You even joined forces with the Blood Throne?" The black prison was surprised, and it seemed unbelievable.

Ye Junlang sneered indifferently, saying, "Can you wait for you to join forces with the leopard and businessmen of the Americas to attack Babia?"

"Okay, Satan, really underestimated you!" The black prison said angrily, and a burst of fire in my heart.

"Black prison, it's time for your time, go to hell!"

Ye Junlang spoke, and he moved to the black prison first.

In the face of a strong man like the black prison, Ye Junlang naturally did not keep the slightest. His own Jiuyang qi and blood rose to the sky, and he evolved the gravity field for the first time. Then he evolved the number one in Jiuxiashan River boxing.

Sixth style -I have a punch to open the sky!

boom!

When you punch it, you can open the heavenly gate and see the immortal.

Under this punch, everything is destroyed!

Black Prison realized that he couldn't avoid the fist of this punch at all. He roared and drew his best, and broke his own fist, and welcomed Ye Junlang's punch.

Boom!

The void shook, and the two of them attacked, a violent sound erupted.

After a punch, Ye Junlang shook his body and retreated. As for the black prison, he had hemorrhage in his mouth, and the whole person stumbled all the way.

Black Prison has been seriously injured in the battle against the Blood Throne. Ye Junlang basically maintained a state of prosperity. Therefore, under his full blow, the current state of Black Prison could not resist at all, and the injury was repelled again.

Bang!

At the moment when the black prison body retired, a figure was already waiting for it. He quickly attacked. The power of horrible blood condensed on his punch, and punching on the back of the black prison.

This is the blood throne. He grabbed the black prison body and retreat, and his breath was scattered, and he launched this fatal blow.

"Wow--"

Black prison opened his mouth sharply, spit out the blood, and under the punch of the blood throne attack and killing, his body flew forward forward, and then fell heavily on the ground.

The black prison opened his mouth, and the red blood of the redness continued to the corner of his mouth. What he wanted to say but couldn't say.

In the extreme unwillingness to resentment, the spirit in his eyes gradually disappeared, and eventually there was no vitality.

Nympho

Qi Shao's WeChat public account urged everyone to pay attention, the public account has already released a portrait of the heavy fish.

Last time I put the portrait of Satan and Su Hong's sleeves, some people have not seen it yet.

This is like this tomorrow, it will be put in the public account again.

You can search for my pen name "Liang Qishao" on WeChat, and then follow it.


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