Chapter 1039 Do it! [Two -in -one]

The sharp whistle sounded.

It is the retreat signal of Shenxianism and Snake religion.

Fang Siwu kept chasing and killing, and the battle of various war continued to shoot.

Farther place, Yanbei cold swords are like wind, open killing ring.

Bi Yunyan's soul thorn and long sword kept shot, and to protect Yan Beihan harshly, the two women joined forces, and the sky was seamless.

When Fang Qi rushed over, Yan Beihan happened to put Dong Yuanping through a sword, kicked in Dantian with one foot, and kicked out hundreds of feet!

Although Dong Yuanping is also the cultivation of Jiupin Shengjun, the combat power is more worse than Yan Beihan.

If it wasn't for Yan Beihan to take the fishing operation after going out, this sword could kill him!

Fang Cheyuan rushed, the red mist rose, Dong Yuanping's most afraid of now was the night demon. When he saw it, he was bold: "Withdraw! Hurry up!"

However, Fang Shouguang dotted, one after another in the field of ice one after another, frozen the masters of the gods of Itachi, and calmly came out of the swords and killed them one by one.

By detour, return to place.

The whole blood, the whole person comes from hell.

The blood of my orthodoxy on the ground all the way, the blood of the gods of Itachi Snake almost over ankle!

Feng Yun's face was extremely gloomy, but just patted Fang Qi's shoulder: "hard work."

Immediately, facing the several summits that gathered, Leng Li said: "Point the number of people!"

After a point, check it.

Feng Yun is burned directly in the five!

I have worked hard for 95 years, brought in 300,000 horses. Before today's World War I, there were more than 280,000 points.

But after today's World War I, there are only 110,000 plus the current camp!

There are more than 150,000 people, close to 160,000! Lied in this short time!

This is the baby of the major families of my orthodox family, and it is also the entire younger generation of the younger generation who has come in but the whole of my orthodox mainland!

Even the masters of the nine major families have died more than 200. The children of the family died twenty -five!

This trick of Itachi is obviously premeditated.

Staring at everyone's goals in advance.

Suddenly creating chaos, and then more than 60,000 people rushed in to kill at the same time. According to the calculation of the two of them, more than 30,000 people died. Besides, not only the two killed one.

Some people even kill a few people alone!

In the sudden chaos, only the people who taught me couldn't talk about the combat power at all.

Moreover, the wave of Gods and Snake teaching is obvious: they will never move the senior children who are surrounded by the crowd. Because of the case, the opponent's guards will make their lethality smaller.

So their goals are basically ordinary masters.

The results of the battle are brilliant.

The 110,000 people surviving now gathered in eleven places to form eleven groups.

Including Fengyun Fengxing Fengxue, everyone is permeated with the ultimate odor.

This odor could not be spared even at the time of Sun Wu Tianyannan and others, let alone them.

Feng Yun looked at the sea of ​​blood.

Silently, whispered: "Master Goose, hard work."

Yan Beihan's face was white, and she was extremely uncomfortable to see such corpse mountains.

Immediately ordered: "Ling Kong, Xi Yun! Xiao Jue! Dream of Dream! Lu Yuan!"

"Below!"

Ling Kong waited for someone to stand up.

But Xiao Jue did not respond.

"Goose, Xiao Jue ... it's out of destination."

Ling Kong's face was painful.

"Pack the corpse. Ready to take it back!"

Yan Beihan negatively handed his hands, and there was sadness in his expression, slowly: "This wave ... the loss is a bit too big."

Feng Yun was silent and waved his hand: "Bai Ye, Xiong Ying, Royal City! You three of you with your own people, protect the geese, and assist the geese!"

"Other people, enter the palace with me."

Feng Yun's face was a little stiff.

But he pressed all his dissatisfaction and all his anger. What ‘I’ m going to set up a degradation of five applies?

Scolding now, useless!

The most important thing now is the book.

He only waited for the end of this competition, and the thunder was angry, and he would fall.

The other side.

Dong Yuanping led thousands of people and quietly emerged.

"Feng Yun! Are you going to go in and ask me?"

On the other side, Shi Menglong appeared quietly with people at the same time.

The night magic is fierce.

But they all have reasons to give up. This is almost the last benefit of the three parties!

And this is the book!

You can decide a scripture of the gap!

So the two still came.

Moreover, just when I retired, I have already arranged the dare team!

Yes, the night magic is fierce, we admit it. But we have to change their lives and change their lives! Use the life of one hundred people to change a night demon, one hundred people are not enough, then one thousand!

Yes, you are fierce. We don't want to desperately kill you! We pay the life of a hundred people and thousands of people.

Then the rest of our people can still fight!

At this point, Yimenglong and Dong Yuanping have seriously discussed, and they all think that it is absolutely feasible.

Feng Yun's eyes were condensed, and immediately passed the sound: "Night magic, they are coming to extreme tactics, be careful of fighting for tactics!"

Fang Che's face remained motionless, and said: "I will be careful."

Feng Yun nodded and satisfied.

This is what he appreciates the night demons. He will never pack his confidence and says: "It's okay! What to fight with your life, don't look at it at all!"

That kind of complacent, absolutely something.

But the night demon can always be cautious. This is rare!

The palace door is hundreds of feet, and white mist is shrouded in.

And here, the three parties confront each other and do not give up.

Only after I just experienced the painful trauma, my strength dropped. The strength dropped. And the warlessness was not high, and the war was a bit out of collapse.

The God of Italianism and Snakes lost nearly 10,000 in the first battle; but compared to only my orthodoxy, it was one to ten war loss.

Although he was madly killed by the night magic, in the face of the other people who taught me, psychology took advantage.

Especially after seeing the group of guys filled with odor, and after deeply frightening, it was even more warly.

Obviously, people who teach me are worried about another stinky offensive.

That's really ... unbearable!

Feng Yun took a deep breath, swept his eyes, and said lightly: "Dong Yuanping, Di Menglong, how many people do you have? Do you have to die here?"

Dong Yuanping's eyes were like blood: "Feng Yun, you only teach me, isn't it more than half of the loss? Don't say the second brother, what are you pretending?"

Feng Yun laughed: "God of Itachi, this time comes in 150,000 people. Now there are still less than 50,000. Ling Snaken, Ling Menglong, your person, is it 45?"

They are all super masters.

Dong Yuanping and Xun Menglong both hurt in their hearts.

Now that the gods are full of teaching, there are still 48,000 people; and the Snake religion is even worse, only 43.

150,000 people!

Xun Menglong sneered: "Go to Wu Cunjing; although we have sacrificed many, but all of them are elite!"
To be continued...