Chapter 382

"Fight, you fight well, I hide in this nest, maybe I can mix blood Dangdang!" The speaker is a middle-aged man who looks more than 40 years old. Although he has an ordinary body, he has a small horn on his forehead!

Yokota clan is a race that is good at the secret method of earth system. The middle-aged man was also unlucky to be sold to xuesha Dao and put into the heavy yuan star of this killing.

However, although the man's cultivation is average, his kung fu is first-class. Once he realizes that something is wrong, the man chooses to find a place to drill a hole and hide himself for the first time.

Therefore, although he can't practice, he has lived to the present.

According to the practice of blood killing, as long as you can survive in the end, it seems that you can become the blood son of blood killing. Naturally, everything is not a problem.

Watching several of his fellow prey leave, the middle-aged man showed a trace of disdain in his eyes. It's really bad for these guys to want to kill a piece of heaven and earth.

Don't they know that even if they fight their lives and kill those two people, I'm afraid they won't benefit in the end?

The cunning middle-aged man sneered, and his body was like a flexible groundhog, drilling into his nest.

Grandma, I don't care!

However, just as the middle-aged man sat down on his soft cushion, he felt a burst of earth shaking.

As his lair, this lair is reinforced, not to mention ordinary earthquakes. Even if the strong ones at the top of the two planets Bang here, they can't hurt him much.

Now this is

Just as the thought in the middle-aged man's mind rose, a terrible thought rose in his mind. Without the slightest hesitation, he took off and rushed out of the cave.

In an instant, he had rushed out of the cave, and what he saw made his heart tremble.

The rolling magma churns out from the ground, and the inner earth flames that can destroy the strong stars surge out like fire dragons.

Wherever you go, the flames are surging.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly. He seemed safe in mid air, but he knew in his heart that the safety was just like.

Just when the middle-aged man's thoughts flashed in his mind, he saw a series of thunder lights in the void. These thunder lights surged down and intersected with the earth and fire, and the heaven and earth seemed to be destroyed.

At the intersection of sky thunder and earth fire, if it continues, the consequences will become very serious.

The middle-aged man had no time to think more, so he ran in the direction of no thunder and fire. But the area of thunder fire is getting larger and larger, that is, in the blink of an eye, men have flown hundreds of miles.

The thunder fire continued, and the calm Chongyuan star seemed to be alive at this time. In the rapid escape, the middle-aged man saw several companions. From their clothes, they should be the fish in the hands of the blood killing elite.

If in the past, each other was still on guard against each other's moves, then at this time, there is no such vigilance at all.

Because the most important thing now is to run for your life.

Run for your life, run for your life, run for your life between thunder and fire!

I don't know how long he ran away. The middle-aged man found that the thunder fire had finally subsided, but at this time, he also found that thousands of them had gathered on a hill with a radius of less than ten miles.

There was thunder and fire all around, and it was death to go up. In this ten mile radius, he felt that many people's eyes were with a trace of ferocity.

"He is the broken mountain!" Someone pointed to a young man who was more than ten feet tall and looked like a giant bear, and said in a deep voice.

The word "broken mountain" makes many people's faces show a dignified color, and some people hold the weapons in their hands tightly.

And a storm that seemed to be repressing suddenly gathered in the hearts of these people.

They are well aware that under the present circumstances, they have no other choice. Only a hundred people can go out, and some of them feel that they have too few sources of Henderson.

The importance of the source of Henderson has been understood by almost all living people, and more people have clearly felt it.

"That's a madman!" Someone exclaimed again, and there was even a shudder in the sound!

It was a bloody elite who shouted this sentence, but at this time, there was no calmness in his eyes. What he had was more a kind of fear, a kind of fear from the heart.

Most of the disciples of xuesha Dao look at the madman with fear. After all, the most killed person since he appeared is the disciple of xuesha Dao.

"Elder martial brother Po Shan, this man has killed countless disciples of the Tao. Let's kill him together. You are the first to be justified!" A seemingly shrewd disciple of the blood killing Taoist priest walked towards the broken mountain road like a hill in a deep voice.

The broken mountain was silent, but his silence was like encouragement and encouragement to the disciple of bloody killing. He waved his arm and said, "brothers, let's do it together, kill him, kill him!"

But just as he said this, the fist of the broken mountain had strangely hit him on the head.

In an instant, the disciple of the blood killing Tao died directly on the ground.

"There are too many people here. It's not enough for you and me to fight. It's better to clean them up. How about you and me fighting again?" It was the broken mountain who spoke. There was a trace of respect in his voice.

Luo Yunyang took a solemn look at the broken mountain. He had a feeling that the broken mountain had an unusual taste.

For a moment, Luo Yunyang had made a decision. He nodded heavily, which was an answer to the broken mountain.

The dialogue between the two people completely dashed the dreams of those blood killing elites. At this moment, a blood killing elites suddenly shouted: "guys, we have only one way now. Let's fight together. Maybe we can fight for a future, otherwise, there is only a dead end!"

Under the threat of death, almost all people can't care which side they are. They can practice to the ninth order of the planet. Naturally, they know that the more they avoid at this time, the faster they may die.

Only by killing these two people who are much higher than them can they live. In other words, only by killing these two people can they survive.

It was very sudden, but it was also very normal. Almost in an instant, dozens of mental force masters urged their mental weapons almost at the same time.

For a time, the short knife was like rain, the light wheel was brilliant, and the long sword flew together!

Hundreds of weapons were chopped towards the broken mountain almost at the same time. Although they haven't touched the broken mountain, they all know that the action of breaking the mountain is not too fast. What they have to do is to grind the broken mountain to death.

"Dangdang!"

The fist of Po Shan didn't seem to swing too fast, but it was very strange that his fist collided with every weapon that hit his palm.

It was not his fist that met those weapons, but those weapons that hit his fist like crazy.

And every collision is a fragment of the ground! In the blink of an eye, almost all the weapons that attacked the broken mountain became fragments.

Each step of the mountain is broken, and each step of the body rushes forward.

In the blink of an eye, Po Shan hit hundreds of punches, and a hundred people died directly in the hands of Po Shan.

These dead people, regardless of their accomplishments, whether they are the disciples of the blood killing Tao or those prey, all shattered their vitality and died on the spot.

The killing of hundreds of people makes the world change color!

The people who were still crazy suddenly froze there. At this time, the disciples of xuesha Taoism who surrounded Luo Yunyang also began their attack.

A madman's sword is as fast as the wind. In the face of a person with fast attack speed, he can't compare with this kind of character. He should also compare with this kind of character.

Only when you are slower than me can you make a living.

The elites of the blood killing way are good at killing one by one, so when they shoot, each of them is not fast, but their swords and shadows and various weapons synthesize a sword mountain and sword sea in the void.

The sword mountain is gathering, the sword sea is gathering, and everything is gathering desperately at this moment. Although this gathering is slow, it has a trend of threatening thunder!

The thunder is overwhelming!

Luo Yunyang looked calm under the powerful thunder. He waved his long knife and rushed towards the sword mountain and sword sea.

An impact, his figure has rushed into the sword mountain sword sea, an impact, his figure has disappeared into the sword mountain sword sea.

At this moment, some faces showed a smile. They feel that as long as they are submerged in their knife mountain, there is only a dead end.

But with their smiles, they are frozen forever. They don't see or feel it, but they are dead!

Like the wind, the knife passed through the knife mountain, through the sword sea, cut through the sky, and cut off all their lives.

Die die!

That is, in a hundred moments, countless figures have fallen to the ground. The rolling sky thunder and endless earth fire gather into a world like hell, shrinking madly.

Ten, eight, six

When Luo Yunyang's knife was retracted, the fist of the broken mountain also stopped. At this time, one was on the left side of the mountain where the only person can stand, and the other was on the right side of the mountain.

Countless photoelectricity turned into two torrents and rushed towards the two people. In the blink of an eye, the two people became red, just like the two gods, standing in the endless power of heaven.

"War!" Luo Yunyang drinks low!

"War!" The broken mountain roars!