Iron Eagle said coldly: "Look at your potential, did you plan to counterattack?"
The first to say was Ling Potian: "Although you are amazing, but if the four major owners of our family are shot together, who wins and negatives, it is unknown!"
The other three owners were also resentment and resentment. The tragic death of the people in the family had already spoiled their nerves to the limit. If it was not vented, the vigorous anger would be exploded in the body.
Iron Eagle has never been speaking. The four masters are obviously going to fight in the last game. At this time, more nonsense is useless. Only by letting them get the baptism of blood fire can the gap of strength.
When he moved his body, the other four teenagers saw this, and it almost moved at the same time.
It was the iron eagle that was the first, and his figure was just a flash, and he reached Zhang invincible. The five fingers became claws, and a rare eagle claw hand was made.
Zhang Qiqiu and other characters are masters who have been promoted to the ground, but they just saw a figure flashing in front of themselves. In the blink of an eye, the Iron Eagle had come in front of him, and his throat was cold, and he subconsciously stepped back.
Then, then
With a moment, Zhang Qiuqiu, who retreated in one step, covered his neck. There was blood exudation between his fingers.
Blood stains have been caught by the body of the famous device.
"So fast." His face was already pale. He praised.
"It's not fast," Iron Eagle was behind him, watching his other hand with a little blood: "I wanted to grab your whole throat bone," he looked at Zhang invincible eyes again
One cold: "Will it be slow?"
The sound of ping pong came, and the battle has begun to start.
Although the Wang Mingren of the Wang family is rough, the weapon used is a long whip with a light and purple body. With a whip, it has not touched the ground.
The whole whip was hit on ordinary people, and it must be sold out.
However, this whip was weak in the hands of a sword teenager. Under the three whip, not only did the teenager's hair not touch, but the debate was cut off.
I was scratched with a sword, so I was embarrassed.
The Chu family owner, Chu Wentian, did not discuss the benefits. He practiced a golden bell cover. He was extremely powerful.
However, under the long sword of another teenager, it can only be defeated. The teenager just stabs the sword in front of the sword, and a trick is used to take a trick between Samsung Gong Rui.
Born on his body, he forced him backwards, and even the force of pouring had caused his feet to fall into the ground. His chest was still dull, and a blood was sprayed out.
Ling Xiao watched it in the dark, and was already shocked under his heart. These teenagers were less than half of these owners, but they took advantage of the upper hand. The four masters were the most powerful existence.
People.
However, his spiritual leader settled down in the hands of several teenagers. The four families who watched the war in the distance were already disturbed, and they seemed to have a boulder.
Ling Xiao looked at his grandpa, his fists were tight, and the knuckles were white. All need to be bleeding.
Five pairs of four, one of them should deal with two people at the same time, the man is Ling Jianlian.
He was facing two masters at the same time. One of them fled under his eyelids the day before yesterday.
The higher one is better than half a lot.
Ling Sitian's kung fu was just a fierce faction, and the fist was shrouded in a layer of vitality. In the sound of banging, he shaken with ** and the young sword of the teenager.
It was just that the double fists were difficult to fight for four hands, but after six moves, one of the young swords of the teenagers scratched a crack under his armpit.
Immediately, he kneeled on the ground softly on his knees, raising his fist to block a horizontal cutting on the right, but he did not find the oblique left side, and a sword stabbed into his eye socket.
"Hugh hurt my grandpa!" Ling Xiao roared, his body had moved.
In the next second, his people were already standing in front of Ling Tian's body, holding the sword that stabbed towards Ling Tian tightly in his hand, and the jade -like white white, the cold air, and the cold.
The swords were covered with a layer of frost.
"Xiaoer, leave, this is not your opponent." Ling Tian Yizheng retired the young man who came to the right, and stood up.
Ling Xiao didn't say a word, but just looked at the young man who was caught in front of him, and his eyes were unbelievable. The boy touched his eyes and frowned.
: "This Ling Lie's intention is to kill how many people can be killed."
At this time, the exclaim sounded from the right.
When Yuan Cheng saw Ling Xiao's face, he turned back in shock, and shouted at Ling Xiao with a stack of lingers: "It is him, it is him, this day in the forest is
people."
The teenager who was held by the sword was shocked, and he retreated after drawing the sword, and Ling Xiao also let go. Several other scholarly flames who heard the sounds heard the sound, and also stopped the tricks in his hands.
Get together into one again.
She had already appeared and was recognized again. Ling Xiao didn't hide in the dark again. He stood in place and looked at a few people who looked at him with complex look.
At this time, when the four people saw the armistice, they were already bold masters flashed into the battlefield, and they helped their respective owners.
Zhang Qi was carrying Zhang invincible with one hand, and Zhang's invincible clothes were already a little bit of holes, and there were vague blood penetration.
Then, then
Ling Shouxin rushed in first, trying to hold Ling Sitian, but was waved away.
"Are you sure it's him?" Iron Eagle asked coldly.
Yuan Cheng's face is extremely excited, and the cold look before before: "You can recognize it if you are frustrated, it is him."
On the day of the figure of broken jade fist and blood knife, he now recalled that his body would still be unable to bear the throbbing. If it wasn't for Fu Yan to keep his life, he died at the time that day.
The cold on Ling Xiao's fists disappeared, and his heart moved, and it seemed that he couldn't hide it anymore.
After getting a positive answer, the Iron Eagle stepped forward. A pair of deep eagle eyes looked at Ling Xiao, and his tone was faint: "It's really time to find you."
Ling Xiao also smiled: "I'm here, but you have no ability to take my life."
Anyway, it is necessary to fight, but you can't fall down in words.
No one else present was an idiot. Between the two or three dialogues, Ling Xiao had already heard that Ling Xiao had already had a holiday with the Holy Fire Sect. The shaking mind caused by the crushing of the melee just now started to turn.
The first thing to speak was Wang Fengtian: "Do you have been looking for this guy? He is standing here now, maybe ..."
Before he finished speaking, Ling Potian's voice sounded throughout the camp: "If you want Xiaoer's life, and ask me to answer, you will not agree, what mouthful of your family!"
Ling Shouxin's fat body was blocked on the left side of Ling Xiao. Although his face was sweaty, his eyes were extremely firm: "Who dares to move Xiao Er, first pass my level!"
Not good, he was not the enemy of these people, but he still protects Ling Xiao standing behind him.
Zhang Qinqiu also opened his mouth: "The speed of the Holy Fire Sect has been hacked so fast these days, I am afraid that you can't get rid of your baby's grandson! To this day, do you still have the mind of resistance!"
In his words, he clearly made the meaning of surrender. Indeed, as a family owner, he couldn't resist the young masters of the enemy. If the old master comes, his blood may be cut off.
Even the Zhang family with hatred also had to admit this status quo.
The absolute strength is that you can crush all the thoughts of resistance.
The four short -term alliances have cracks.
"Hehehe," Ling Sinlang laughed a few times: "So you want to be a dog," he turned his head to the Wang family's master: "You're so too, um?"
The blue tendons on Wang Renming's forehead burst, his complexion, squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "The person who knows is Junjie."
Chu Wentian didn't say a word.
The iron eagle's hands around the chest, watching a good scene in front of him, the three teenagers and Yuan Cheng looked at Ling Xiao Qi Qi, and had the meaning of swallowing.
Ling Xiao squeezed his fist, and he knew it under his heart. The four of the family had been split. On the Ming Dynasty, the Wang family's Zhang family had voted sincerely. Although the Chu family did not indicate, most of them also meant.
If you capture yourself, you will be handed over to the Holy Fire Sect.
The Ling family is already the target of the criticism.
Ling Potian also thought of this, even if he shouted: "If which dog wants to slaughter the former allies to give up, we need to ask us to answer the Ling family up and down!"
Without the sound of the words, a few sounds of brushing, the Ling family flashed a few figures in total, and spontaneously surrounded Ling Xiao in it.
Ling Shouren, the head of the nine sons, Ling Shouqian, Ling Boyun, Ling Niwei, Ling Hai in the past ...
What surprised Ling Xiao was that Ling Shouzhi and Ling Shouyi also appeared on the periphery, especially Ling Shouyi stood on the periphery. His eyes were red. He died most proud of the only son of the baby. Now he has hate.
There was a warm current under Ling Xiao's heart, and he reached out and touched his right arm.
The iron eagle was cold, and suddenly took a few palms a few times, and there were some abrupt atmosphere: "It's a good show, and let me see your loyalty."
The Zhang family owner and the Wang family owner's eyes moved, and several people jumped out of the crowd behind, and were opposed to the Ling family.
Another battle has to be opened again. Others present can smell the upcoming blood and rain. The Chu family also jumped out of a few. Standing on the side of Chu Wentian, there was no indication.
The owner speaks.
"Uncle, please let it go." Suddenly, a huge wind was set off, and it exploded around in the Ling family's siege circle. Ling Xiao's voice sounded completely.
The Ling family, who was standing outside, was shocked. At first glance, the breath that broke out was far more than themselves. They turned their heads and couldn't help but let them open a way.
Ling Xiao's hand was obsessed with a blood -colored long knife, dragged out of the crowd slowly on the ground.
The blood of the person below.
In front of everyone, Ling Xiao glanced coldly, smiled, and inserted the long knife towards the ground, almost authentic: "Sinlason, kill!"