With Fu Xiaochen screaming with a scream, the flames of Wei Hong's palm were completely destroyed. He patted his hands gently, Wei Hong's face had a trace of calmness, and Hualong flashed a trace in his eyes at this time.
Angry, but fleeting, at the same time, prepared for the war.
"Okay, very good, I hope you can survive." Surprisingly, Zhan Tianlei didn't do anything, and there was a hint of inexplicable colors in his eyes. He glanced at Wei Hong coldly, turned around and left.
And when Zhan Tianlei left, Jiang Yufeng showed a faint smile on his face: "So courage, you will regret what you do today, and I believe we will meet each other soon."
The two came quickly, and they did not drag the water at all. Some of the onlookers saw that they left, and they were also fiercely discussed. Obviously, I didn’t understand what was going on.
Seeing Wei Hong, a gently waved, and with the people who saved Yang Shenzong, returned to the inn.
"Wei Hong, you're okay!"
Mu Ziling did not leave, but quickly came to Wei Hong's in front of Wei Hong, and asked slightly.
"Thank you Sister Mu, I don't have anything to do." Wei Hong looked at Mu Ziling without any false care, and was slightly moved.
"How many times I told you, don't be so polite to me, why haven't you changed it yet?"
Who knows, Mu Ziling's eyes suddenly changed again, looking at Wei Hong, saying angrily.
"Well"
Seeing Mu Ziling like this, Wei Hong didn't know what was good, but at this time Mu Ziling suddenly laughed: "Let's go back quickly, it's not safe here."
Looking at Mu Ziling's face like the weather, it changed again and again, but it was slightly helpless, but when he didn't say much, he returned to the inn behind Mu Ziling.
"Could this kid have not achieved qualifications? So since. Next, it is interesting."
Among the crowd, Wei Hong's figure, a cruel smile flashed on the ruthless face, murmured, said,
Overnight, Wei Hong's fame became hot again. The rare genius of a century was difficult to meet for thousands of years, which caused a horrible punishment. After the punishment, Fu Xiaochen, in the face of the war of war and Jiang Yufeng.
Burning Fu Xiaochen.
The streets and lanes are discussing Wei Hong's affairs. What are the leaders among the young generations of the suspended domains, and what the future development of the suspended domain will be relying on Wei Hong to fight for face, and the more and more outrageous.
"Did you hear it? At the time, Wei Hong actually captured Fu Xiaochen. In the face of war Tian Lei and Jiang Yufeng, the war was 300 rounds, winning."
"Of course I heard it, and I also heard that when the battle was gone, I told Wei Hong that the next time I would fight again."
"No, no right. It is Hua Long of Yang Shenzong who wants to adjust. Who knows, Wei Hong was angry and defeated Zhan Tianlei and Jiang Yufeng."
Wei Hong, who was sitting in the restaurant, heard that the surroundings were getting more and more outrageous, although they were all boasting, but Wei Hong did not have any joy. Instead, there was a touch of concerns.
Become a representative of genius.
However, Wei Hong understands that there must be a pusher behind it. I am afraid that such a rumor brings himself not fame and fortune, but infinite trouble.
Refers, don't lift the other ancestors in the airspace.
In the thinking room, Wei Hong heard a slightly gloomy voice and sounded: "Are you Wei Hong?"
The silver -haired young man Wei Hong in front of him had never seen it, but he nodded lightly: "Yes, who are you?"
"Kill you."
Suddenly, a silver -haired man's eyes showed a terrible light, and the long sword behind him was in response to his eyes. One turned around and held the sword in his hand.
Give it directly in it.
boom!
Wei Hong's tattoos were not moved, and the fist clenched tightly, and the fist was smashed by countless sword light. However, the table in front of him was shocked, all of them were broken.
A few steps back in the body involuntarily.
"No wonder it is so arrogant, but I have a bit of strength, but today I will cut you without marks." The silver -haired man danced with a silver -haired man, but in the eyes of both eyes, there was a horrible sword light.
Take Wei Hong's eyebrows, at the same time, the long sword in his hand is a flip, which changes three, the three long swords are held in his hands, and he turns softly.
Take Wei Hong's throat.
boom!
The sword light that burst out from the cashie of the silver -haired man was blocked by the swords around Wei Hong, and before he waited for him to slow down, the three long swords were in the middle of the air.
One after the other, surrounded by dense fog, Wei Hong seal Wei Hong to a sword.
Well!
Wei Hong suddenly disappeared into the distance and rushed out. Looking at Wei Hong's running away, Yin Wujan showed a hint of ridicule in his eyes. Today, you can't escape.
Wei Hong, who moved forward, suddenly turned around, as if a long arrow hit the silver without trace, seeing Wei Hong's return and returning, the purple marks flashed a joy on the face, and the furious loud said: "The three swords are combined.
One, cut! "
When the words were falling, chasing Wei Hong's three -handles, with the condensation of his hands, suddenly, it was fiercely hit together.
One of them, a huge long sword condensed. As the silver marks were deficient, the long sky was implemented.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wei Hong was not afraid, and the double punch beaten randomly, hitting a dragon, and the dragon roared again, making the long sword unable to move the slightest.
Generally, the surrounding buildings are once again turned into ashes with the residual waves of the two.
"What's going on? Why did someone fight again?"
"Yeah, and the movement is not small."
"Well? Why does the teenager look so like Wei Hong?"
Suddenly, a figure flew from the distance, looking at the two who were fighting in the air to discuss the Tao.
"That's Wei Hong, and the silver -haired man who fights with him is silver without trace."
A slightly stable middle -aged person nodded lightly. At the same time, he pointed out another person. Obviously, the middle -aged man just drank in the restaurant, and he followed the fight.
"What? It turned out to be silver without marks. Why did he fight with Wei Hong?"
In the crowd, the silver -haired man turned out to be silver without marks, and his face changed slightly, revealing a hint of puzzlement.
"Hey, now the whole Hongcheng is saying that Wei Hong is a leader of the top ten doors. Do you think the silver no trace may have swallowed this breath?"
"This is true. Although the strength of the Yunxiao Zong is slightly worse than the Yang Shenzong, as a new generation of genius of the Yunxiao Sect, how can Yin Wujin less lesson Wei Hong."
"Yes, Yin Wuman just broke through the five grades of Wu Jun not long ago, and Wei Hong was just the second product of Wu Jun. Naturally, he wanted to teach Wei Hong."
Some people who know the silver marks, at this time, looking at the sky, have completely suppressed Wei Hong's silver without marks, and said with a sigh.
"The top ten gates of the suspended domain? You can also match it?"
Silver Wuman looked at Wei Hong, who was retreating, and the disdain in his eyes was stronger. He held the sword of the sky. Every time he cut it, he borrowed a hint of murderous spirit from the void, making Wei Hong slightly embarrassed.
With a sound of anger, from the mouth of silver without marks, the sword is extremely cold, and Wei Hong was completely beheaded. At this time, Wei Hong was also very angry in his heart. Why did he come to Hongcheng?
Well, the guy I met is more arrogant than the other.
"Lao Tzu is not worthy, but you are not worthy."
At this time, Wei Hong also hit the anger. Looking at the heerless sword light, he stopped dodging and rushed directly. He fists tightly in his hands. Wei Hong wanted to resist the sword of the sword with the sword.
"Huh, really looking for death." Seeing Wei Hong's posture, the corner of Silver Wuman's mouth sneered and rushed directly.
"The sword in the hands of silver marks is a cloud sword. Although it is just imitation, it is also a treasure of Chinese goods. Wei Hong even wants to resist empty -handed resistance. This is really bold."
"That's right, the sky sword, none of the stubbornness, and even the real cloud sword fighting with the demons.
"Well, after all, it's young, too much."
Some people in the crowd, when they see that Wei Hong wants to compete with the flesh, also sighs one by one. After all, the people who know the sword of the clouds, but the horror of the Yunxiao sword is very clear.
But it was instantly solidified.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The golden fist is resistant to the bright sword mang. The whole piece of void is completely jumped. Some people who are slightly closer are directly shocked to vomit blood. It is conceivable.
However, next, I see it. The Yunxiao sword was bombarded by Wei Hong's double punch again, and was directly retired.
"How is it possible?"
The silver face of the Yaoxiao sword changed slightly, and said with a disappearance. If it was forced by Wei Hong, just to make Yin Wuju feel surprised, what happened next was to make the silver Wu Yan dare not dare to dare not dare to dare not dare to dare
Believe in your eyes.
Just as he was about to hold the Yunxiao sword again to Wei Hong again, he found that Wei Hong's figure moved instantly, and he came directly towards the silver without trace. When he waved his sword again, he suddenly saw Wei Hong's body gently gently.
One sideways held the Yunxiao sword with one hand, and then, under his wrong eyes, the right hand turned into a double finger into a sharp blade, and he cut it in inch and cut it.
The horrible cloud sword was cut into inch of inch and one inch of fragments like cutting vegetables like Wei Hong. (Undead to be continued. If you like this work, welcome to start recommending votes, monthly tickets, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support, your support.
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