Chronicles of Heaven

Two half-step life pool masters instantly inflicted heavy iron swords.

The iron sword suddenly awakened, Wu Tie said is true, the same door of the two Zhike Temple, is really going to kill him!

Three hundred years of mercenary career, the battle instinct brought by the **** hurricane instantly crushed the trust of the same door and the loyalty to Zongmen. The survival instinct of Iron Sword is burning in the pain.

‘Call...............哧..................’!

Iron Sword took a deep breath, and the vortex that he could condense on the top of his head suddenly appeared. He took a long breath and instantly sucked all the air in the surrounding streets.

The ribs that he was interrupted made a harsh impact, and the roots pieced together and the cracks suddenly disappeared.

The crushed flesh and blood quickly reborn, and the blood was lingering in his wounds. It was just a breath that could not be breathed. The wounds of the Iron Sword were healed, and then his dark silver skin suddenly became a touch of light. Gold.

"Six golden bodies!" Two raided and injured the big sword of the iron sword, the half-step life pool masters exclaimed in unison, it looks like a ghost.

"Six golden bodies!" Tie Dajian bit his teeth and smiled: "You absolutely can't think of it. I have retired this time and organically entered the cave of the founder!"

The six-way palace master of the two-and-a-half-step life was bleak and became like a dead man. The ancestral cave of Liudaogong, which is the place where Tianda’s opportunity lies, every sixth disciple who has entered the ancestral cave of the organic ancestor has either become the sixth palace or the first seat of the patriarchal temple or the first residence of the elders.

The three functions are the three highest thrones of the Sixth Palace. They are called the terrible existence of six gods and three gods on weekdays.

And such an iron sword with unlimited future and unlimited potential, was actually hard to be replaced by Wu Iron with a Luo Hanfu magic knife? This is simply... absurd, funny...

In a short sentence, the two-and-a-half-step life of the six-way palace master has just flashed a few thoughts in his mind. The iron sword in the hands of the iron sword made a fierce wind breaking, bringing a cold light and instantly tearing apart the two. body of.

Four arms, four thighs, together with two heads...

In the sound of ‘噗嗤’, it’s just a blow. Two masters of the half-step life with the iron sword were killed by a sword.

The same is a half-step life, initially repaired into a six-golden iron sword, his strength is more than ten times that of the two unlucky, spike is also inevitable.

It was such a short delay, Wu Tie held a white tiger crack, rushed through the iron sword, and greeted the master of the last half-step life pool in front of the block.

The height of the two meters of Wu Tie, facing the three-meter-high burly and strong, the two are as strong as the mountains, the momentum collided with each other, and there was a tumult of thunder in the void, and the atmosphere of Wu Tie did not fall.

Not only that, Wu Tie spurred the magic of Hercules, his breath suddenly soared, the two sides of the air machine to pull the impact, the big man actually was born by the Wu iron separated by a distance of more than ten meters, three steps back.

Dahan’s face changed dramatically.

He vaguely distinguished that the atmosphere of Wu Tie is clean and simple, and it is clearly the first day of heavy construction. We must know that every time we break through a heavy world, the atmosphere will not be so simple, but it will gradually become mellow, complicated and changeable. After all, more and more magical mysteries are integrated into the atmosphere.

Therefore, Wu Tie is only the first day of heavy construction.

He is actually able to use the momentum to oppress himself in a half-step life!

Half-step life pool, heavy masters above the thirty-three heavens, half of the foot into the life of the pool!

How can Wu Tie crush himself over thirty-two days? This is totally unreasonable!

"Death!" The big man leaped up, his right hand clenched his fists, his legs were stepped back and forth, and he tried his best to hammer Wu Xing's head.

Wu Yi’s eyes are bright, this is a move in the King Kong Volt Boxing, vigorously King Kong Dragon!

This trick is subtly unusual. It seems that people can't move in the air. In fact, the human body is like a dragon. It can be continually strained. If the enemy wants to be weak, it will change at any time. It seems to force people to press, but in fact, it is to win by skill.

Obviously, this guy was frightened by the horror of Wu Tie. He would rather use skill and witch to fight, rather than hard-hitting and hard-working.

Therefore, this move has 90% of the power to be collected in the body, ready to follow-up changes, only the real 10% of the forces outside the enemy.

"Idiot." Wu Tie snorted, he severely split the white tiger on the ground, the gun head tilted sixty degrees forward.

The invisible force field was released, and the invisible force locked the legs of the big man and slammed down.

The big man has arrived not far from the Wu Tie, his legs suddenly sinking down and his body is uncontrollably downward. ‘噗嗤’, his forehead just hit the tip of the white tiger’s crack, and the sharp white tiger cracked easily through his head.

Wu Tie took up the white tiger crack, and behind him Lu Xun ran wildly on a metal spider, and a burst of bullets slammed into the head of Dahan.

‘嘭’, the blood and brain splashed, and Wu Tie hurriedly wrapped the whole body with an invisible force field, and the blood was not sprayed on him. Wu Tie screamed angrily at the reckless voice: "He is dead, dead, dead, know?"

Lu smiled and smiled, his body was petite. He was just like the demon king at the moment, his right hand waved, and it was a burst of bullets.

This guy is very savage, this shot just hit a six-way disciple.

A loud bang of the bang, the chest of the six-way palace was blown up by a hole in the sea bowl, and the body was blown up for dozens of meters. The wound spurted blood and it was not live.

Lu Yan Ma Li added two bullets to the shotgun, and laughed loudly at Wu Tie: "Wu Tie, you are rushing in front, rushing, rushing!"

Wu Tie Chao Lu glanced...

When this kid was in Lu, what was it like to be bullied?

The so-called weapon will kill the heart, Wu Tie gave him some design drawings with great lethality, and then there are such a group of strong companions, this kid is a little bit of magical meaning.

"Kill it, kill it, kill it!" The witch sat on Wu Tie's shoulder and screamed very quickly.

Her right hand was swaying, and the surrounding winds whistled, the clouds rolled, and the body shape of Wu Tie and others were obscured by the distorted light and shadow. The disciples of the Taoist Palace on Saturday completely lost the body shape of Wu Tie and others.

The witch's left hand waved, the moon marks silently flew out, and a cold light spurt. Some of the six palace disciples have not seen where the enemy is. Their necks are cut by sharp moon marks, blood is like spring water. Spew out like that.

Wu Tie looked at the iron sword that was covered in blood and shouted loudly: "Big sword, let's go... people want to kill you, what are you doing?"

Iron Sword has a glimpse of his body. He looks at the two six-way palace masters who were separated by his body. He smiled lightly: "Yeah, I am not a six-channel disciple... Ha, haha, hahaha!"

'Boom', the slanting thorns in the spurs of a powerful force brought by a fat, the mace flies and flies a few six disciples who can't see where the enemy is, squatting with a fat flesh to catch up with Wu Tie .

Yan Hanlu is also following the Wu Tie body, the two forged scimitars flying up and down, leaving a shallow wound in the disciples of the Sixth Palace.

Yan Hanlu knows that his cultivation is not enough. He does not cause any harm to these thick and thick Liudaogong disciples. She does not ask for a move to kill the enemy. She only asks the enemy to cause some **** wounds. This is for her. Not difficult.

The fate is that her blade has quenched the rotten bone marrow carefully prepared by the old white.

Moreover, it has been modified by the Witch Iron Magic, and the poisonous bones are ten times more powerful, even if it is a master of heavy real estate, it can not help the rotten bone marrow.

I saw one of the six disciples disciples crying and shouting on the ground, the wounds quickly swollen and pus in the wounds, a few breaths rotten into the bones, the bones quickly turned black, decayed, poisonously invaded the bone marrow, toward the whole body Rapid hooligans.

In the cold and cold eyes, the cold light flashed, and the two-handed machete circling in the 100-meter range around her, and the six-disciplinary disciples continued to fall to the ground.

Wu Tie held the white tiger in the forefront.

Hundreds of Liudaogong disciples were in front of him, and they were basically masters of heavy real estate.

There aren't too many fancy tricks. Wu Tie is holding both hands with long guns. Every step, the white tiger splits forward and spurs.

The simplest spurs, the most fierce spurs, the white tiger cracked out a thrilling tiger whistle, and brought a straight white light forward.

Wu Tie's gun style is very simple. The disciples of Liu Daogong easily judged that Wu Tie is a straight stroke.

They raised a thick shield and wanted to block the witch iron and block his rifle.

The white tiger crack of 3.6 million pounds, the witch iron urging the magic of the gods, the physical strength of hundreds of millions of pounds under the blessing of the magic of the gods, with the burning of mana, the power of the witch iron broke out more than one billion pounds!

Where the long gun passes, the shield is crushed, the long knife is crushed, the epee is crushed, the nail is crushed, and the body is crushed.

Nothing can resist the seemingly simple stamp of Wu Tie.

The atmosphere of Wu Tie and the breath of white cracks are perfectly combined, and a mighty battlefield is suffocating.

This is the white tiger predation, this is the white tiger hunting, I do not bother to use skills to deal with you, anyway, you are weaker than me... because you are weaker than me, so I kill you, you can not stop, you can not stop!

Take control of your disciples in the basics, a shot, smash.

The disciple of your senses, a shot, crushed.

The disciple who is in charge of your building, shot and shattered.

Shield, smash.

Knife gun, smash.

Armor, crushed.

Everything is smashed, the white cold light pokes straight, you can't stop it, you smash, you can't stop it, you smash it. The power of overbearing, the weight of overbearing, the overbearing way of crushing, the absolute victory of overbearing confidence.

Just like this white tiger cracked, straight, firm, and never going forward.

Wu Tie’s mind suddenly remembered the old iron saying to him: “The white tiger cracks this baby... It’s never reasonable. Is there any reason to say it? Anyway, the person who is in front of him must be dead.”

There is no reason to talk about it...

Wu Tie ‘haha’ laughed. He shot faster and faster, and he walked faster and faster. One shot at a time, one shot at a time, when he stepped out of the 128 steps, the one hundred and twenty-six disciples who were in front of him had been killed by him.

"Damn!" A screaming scream came from a distance. A loud bang from the bang, wearing a golden heavy armor, and Li Wei, who clasped a faucet with both hands, fell heavily in front of Wu Tie.

Behind him, there were dozens of high-rises of the Zhiqian Temple, one by one, all of whom were masters of heavy buildings and even half-step life.

"Children, you dare, dare..." Li Wei looked at the broken limbs on the ground, his body swayed, and his mouth suddenly blew.

These people are the core lines of his Zhikang Temple, and many of them are the elite children of the Li family.

They were like being killed by chickens and slaughtered dogs, and they were slaughtered on the site of the Sixth Palace.

After this war, the strength of the Zhike Hall was at least half weakened, not to mention how the people of these dead and wounded disciples would look at the first seat of his guest house.

"You, you, you, a good heart, a black hand."

Li Wei looked at the bodies on the ground. He couldn’t figure out what was going on. The Wu Ting’s hand was clearly a long shot. Why did these people’s bodies seem to have been slashed by a murderer with a machete? The same knife?

Wu Tie has entered a certain mysterious and unpredictable realm. His eyebrows of golden light are rapidly evaporating, and mana is burning rapidly.

The magic of Hercules has been running over and over again, and Wu Tie has stepped forward and approached. As always, it is like a white tiger crack. It is quite hard, and it is unyielding and never retreats.

"Kill!" Wu Tie screamed, and the white tiger cracked straight to Li Hao.

Li screamed and screamed, and he did his best, and he also fell to Wu Tie.

The practice of the disciples of the Sixth Palace is even more accustomed to hard work. They never play tricks with the enemy on the battlefield. Their favorite is to fight with the enemy!

The pistol and the big stick hit together.

A loud bang, the middle section of the big stick was blown into pieces, the white tiger cracked without any damage, and the shivering tiger whistling sounded straight through.

Li Wei dropped his half-handed stick and kicked his foot. He unfolded the magnificent King Kong Voldemort and tried to avoid the gun of Wu and iron. He used boxing and witchcraft.

Every trick of King Kong Volt Fist is in the heart of Wu Tie.

When Li Wei’s move came out, Wu Tie’s long gun swayed, and a perfect arc crossed. The tip of the gun tore open the golden heavy armor of Li Wei’s body, and the pistol spurs forward again.

Li Xiao screamed and slammed into the head of Wu Tie.

Behind the iron sword rushed out, the same punch hit Li Wei's fist, hard to block the fist.

The white tiger's cracked head shattered Li's chest and ran through his body.

When Wu Wu’s arms were shaken, Li’s body was smashed like other six-day palace disciples.

The six-legged disciple behind Li Wei was squatting, and suddenly he shouted and turned away. No one dared to fight with Wu.

In the moment when Li’s body collapsed, his mind suddenly flashed through the scene many years ago.

He whispered to himself: "Sure enough, Laozi is a short-lived...damn, old witch..."