Martial King’s Retired Life

Attacked and fell into rage. It is a newborn body that has not yet eaten. Now it ’s quite different to eat the corpse of a strange animal and swallow it again. Even more desperate is that its endless greed is quickly returning. With this greed, it can fight endlessly.

A skyroar roar was issued, and the enraged two-headed giant urn launched a clash at the man who looked like an enemy.

Facing desperate scenes, the Minghua language is still unexpectedly calm.

"Apprentice, it seems you have to rely on yourself to live. If you die ...".

As if the long teeth of the giant gun penetrated the man's body, and until he realized that this was just the remnant of a man, Feng Peng had rushed out more than ten feet.

The man's figure appeared between two huge heads, palm-to-head. The momentum was suddenly sharp, and two storm-like cyclones were pushed from the middle to the two sides, as if to tear the bonnet off-pushing like a force.

Feng Peng recoiled, yelling at the sky.

The Minghua language suddenly appeared in front of the skull, pinching its fingers into a sword, flashing incredibly quickly--Feng Peng issued an angry roar, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and a long tooth falling to the ground.

"I can do nothing but avenge you."

Before the arrival of the heroes of Shenzhou, the Minghua language was at least alone with the Fengpen tribe-the whole hour.

Fighting Guangmo to laugh at the wind, and responsible for the main kill, is an immense burden on the elderly who have not been for centuries. Breathing takes longer than expected.

"If you come later, I will be the food for this pig." Without looking, I avoided it. No injuries were found on my body, and no dust was even contaminated.

But the poncho was not damaged in any way, except for its long teeth. Minghua tried the attack more than once, but did no more damage. Even if it was dropped from the air, it was still intact, and the ground was trapped in vain.

The beard is white and old, and the old dragon is always groggy, as if the old man who is always asleep does not look at his disciples, he just asks

"Hey, why?"

"My apprentice was eaten by it." It seemed that Shan was used to such a headless question and answer, the man responded casually.

"how long?"

"Before the hour at which your Pharaoh was angry.

The old man's hazy eyes were still dull, and his long beard was faint-shaking, as if nodding.

"That can only avenge him.

"Want you nonsense? Move 'Luo Tian \'

In the hands of the old man-Dao Jinhong flashed, and the cold air came out of the sheath, which was Luo Tian, ​​the magic weapon of Da Luoshan. It is said that this soldier was used when he was the first ancestor and once drank the blood of fierce beasts. The most hated by the six fierce. That-the sword flew out, leaving a bloodstain on Fengfeng's back immediately. This is the first time that Feng Peng has seen blood since his birth.

Minghua and Fengpeng had the upper hand when they fought alone. With the joining of the heroes of Shenzhou, the battle situation suddenly appeared-the situation of the two teachers and apprentices marching together-the pulse, and they cooperated extremely well. Not only did Feng Peng have no chance, he even appeared to be holding hands.

.. why? "The old man asked suddenly.

"I do n’t know, the six murderers who dare to love the ancestors are still wrong?’

Both saw the weirdness of Feng Feng.

Only seven hours ago, the two masters and apprentices joined forces to deal with the broad mockery of the six cubs. Even if it was already prepared, it was still dangerous, and it took six full hours to work hard. The heroes of Divine Land were even seriously injured, but now they are just tempering their qi, which is far from being healed.

The difference between Fengfeng and Guangmo mocking the wind is that Fengfeng is a beast that swallows the sky. It only loses appetite, it will become more and more violent. Both the toughness and destructive power of the fur will continue to rise. If there is blood and flesh, even the body shape can multiply.

Minghua doesn't think that it is self-destructive to contain Fengfeng by itself, but it also doesn't think it can be done so easily.

It is not that Da Luoshan of this generation is particularly strong, but this time the poncho is particularly weak.

Today's Fengpon is very strange. The strength between it and Guangmo mocking the wind almost became a strong contrast. Not only did the endless greed of Feng Peng disappear, but even the characteristics of the six fierce beasts becoming stronger and stronger disappeared.

Minghua cut it on the head of Fengfeng with one palm, hitting Fengfeng to the ground. It is becoming weaker and less able to move with the speed visible to the naked eye.

And that was for some reason other than fighting the two heads of Daluoshan, some weird reason.

The old man slowly walked to Fengpong, and he would have to rely on Luo Tian to achieve the life of six fierce.

Feng Peng did not resist, as if wailing and mourning, wailing in pain, as if hoping that the old man could end his life as soon as possible.

Minghua language contemplates, suddenly said.

"Dead old man, front chest ventricle."

Cai-After speaking, Feng Peng's chest suddenly lit up with the blood light still visible through the flesh.

The old man made an instant decision, flipped his wrist, and Luo Tianjian Feng easily protruded in the atrium of Feng Peng-a big hole came, and the blood flowed like a waterfall.

The dazzling red light leaked out, and Feng Feng stopped his last activity, apparently dead.

The two masters and apprentices did not let go of the vision in the heart. They stared at the red light carefully until a figure suddenly stood up from the huge heart.

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