Chapter 43

Xiao Tianlan's heart was startled, and his inner uneasiness became more and more intense. He looked up and said coldly, "who is so arrogant and sneaky that he doesn't show up yet?"

However...

in response, we are exploring the shadow of dragon spears!

Strong wind shuttle, spear with sharp spear, shooting thunder in the void, long dragon out of the mountain as fast!

"Master!"

Xiao Tianlan's eyes flashed a sharp edge, but the corners of his mouth sneered: "but the peak of the physique is just that. The people of the rat generation dare to sneak attack. I'll send you to see the king of hell. "

Xiao Tianlan pats the black sword with a black light on his palm.

In a flash, the dark light of the black sword rolled and hummed, extending a Zhang of sword light outside the sword body!

Shua!

Xiao Tianlan stabs straight out and collides with the golden spear head!

Dark light and golden light meet, suddenly burst!

"Ha ha, is that true? Xiao Tianlan is careless."

At the moment, Xu tassel is covering his face, revealing a pair of star eyes. When he sees Xiao Tianlan's reaction, he can't help but smile coldly.

"The spirit of Zilong spear!"

Suddenly, the golden light of the big Luotian spear exploded and condensed into a three Zhang gun shadow. The meaning of killing and fighting was diffused. The gun shadow gathered the spirit weapon, and it was bright and filled the air with strong pressure!

The head of the gun began to spin, and there was a buzz.

And the red tassel turned blue, and there were lifelike majestic dragon patterns on the barrel of the gun.

"Break it for me!" Xu tassel virtual squint eyes roar way.

Spear light straight, more than a thousand miles, gentian gun soul, a touch!

"It's impossible... How dare you cheat me!"

Xiao Tianlan's pupil is constricted, and her eyes turn into fright. Staring at the dragon's gall spear, she is extremely afraid!

This is not the peak of physical state, which is clearly the peak of martial spirit!

Buzz!

A huge force came from the black sword. Xiao Tianlan immediately screamed. His arm shook and trembled. Between the shaking, his fingers split, and a blood arrow burst out. The tiger's mouth had been broken, and the pain was like maggot's tarsal bone.

However...

the concussion force did not decrease. The black sword couldn't stop the gun's power. The spear fell on Xiao Tianlan's chest with a radian impact!

"Hum."

Xu tassel overflow cold smile: "my son dragon gun god Wu soul state nine heavy days, still can't deal with you this small dregs!"

On the other side, Xiao Tianlan opened his mouth and vomited blood. He flew out of the room. His chest muscles were broken by the huge impact of the gun. He bent over his back and smashed into the rock wall. His face was blue and his eyes burst into unbearable pain. He was very embarrassed...

"who are you?" Xiao Tianlan was frightened and angry, but her expression showed a touch of deep horror.

Xu tassel took up his gun, dusted his white clothes and came slowly. The evil spirit said, "Xiao Tianlan, are you still pretending to be forced?"

"Ding, congratulations to the host, beat Xiao Tianlan violently and get 5 dandy points."

"Pretend! Who are you and how do you know Ben Shao's name? "

Xiao Tianlan gnaws her teeth and is about to swallow the magic saliva of the golden liquid. However, she doesn't expect Xu Liusu to rob and kill her on the way, but she fails. He looked resentful in the eyes, turned his head and roared: "what are you doing? Kill him for me!"

Cold as cold as a dead heart, people's powerful martial spirit state, how do you want me to kill!

"It's so cold. Let's do it. He will not let you go if he kills me Xiao Tianlan was very angry and roared.

Cold as a heart, fear of the face suddenly a stiff, ruthless hesitation what, suddenly face with a fierce ferocity.

He dodged Xu tassel's attack point and reached for the golden flower.

It was the only way he could think of.

Devour the golden liquid and illusory spirit saliva, and improve the cultivation.

This may have the power of World War I.

Even if you can't beat Xu tassel, at least you can retreat.

It's a pity that...

what he thinks is so wonderful!

"Little scumbag, it's you who scold my ancestors for 18 generations."

The void roared and rolled, followed by the shadow of fist like a mountain, from top to bottom, suddenly fell!

Fist shadow overlapping, like a dragon like tiger, such as long river tilt, big dragon spit!

Boom! Boom!

Coincidentally, the risk of vicious fist is more. The cold is as cold as a sieve. It is as cold as coughing up blood and spraying it all over the place.

Bang!

The fist shadow of the comer is another drive. The hammer flies cold as if it were a broken line paper kite. It crossed the arc in the mid air and fell to the ground.

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