The first thousand five hundred and ninety-two chapters are well-trained slaying guards
"Wait, that woman may not be simple." Fang Hao calmed down.
At this moment, the woman at the door of the inn made a action that made Fang Hao and others.
Turning suddenly, I rushed into the house instantly, and closed the door and shouted, "The old lady died with the inn!"
"..." Yin Hong and others were speechless for a while, and just now showed a posture that was not afraid of the earth, and this changed a lot.
Fang Hao and others on the roof were also depressed. Just now Fang Hao thought that this woman was probably not simple, but I didn't expect such a result.
Make everyone speechless.
Yin Hong laughed: "Fire, this leader will burn this inn today!"
Several people holding the fire handle quickly rushed up, and the torch was burned towards the wooden head of the inn.
The houses in this place are almost all built by wood. There are really a bit of dry firewood, but after a few times, it is not easy to click.
But at this time, a few tiles were shot in an instant.
Almost instantly, a few guys holding the torch fell to the ground. Everyone's neck was deeply pierced by the tiles and broke the throat.
Then, then
Yin Hong looked up instantly, and saw a few people on the roof on one side. At that moment, Yin Hong stunned and yelled suddenly: "Return!"
Yin Hong suddenly turned the horse's head and was going to run.
But the horse he sat down and fell on the ground suddenly. Yin Hong was indeed a leader of the god guards and was not fell off. At that moment, he shot to a next hand and was immediately kicked by Yin Hong.
It's going on.
At this moment, Yin Hong took out a horn and instantly sounded.
This is a kind of military number on the battlefield, but the sound is very heavy, but it is also penetrating strong and spreading far.
"He informed others." Lu Ningshuang had the peacock out of the sheath, and the sword was rushing.
Fang Hao laughed: "Come early, solve it together!"
After Yin Hong blinked the horn, he sat immediately and looked indifferent: "Fang Hao, finally chased you, today is your death!"
Fang Hao knew that these guys came for him, so it was not surprising, and his expression was indifferent: "After chasing hundreds of miles, you can be considered hard. Since you live so hard, it is better to send you to sleep."
"What are you Xuanjing? Since we chase it, do you think we are not ready? Haha ..." Yin Hong laughed suddenly.
For him, he has felt the masters who have brought quickly, as well as hundreds of people who killed the gods, hundreds of horseshoe!
But at this time, a touch of black light flashed, and Yin Hong's pupils shrank, and when he saw a tile shot almost instantly.
Bang!
Beat on his body's strength and make a fierce sound!
"Oh!"
Immediately afterwards, Yin Hong vomited a bite of blood and looked at Fang Hao in horror. He was also a half -step peak, and he was seriously injured in a rotten tile.
However, when Fang Hao could fight for the mysterious realm, Yin Hong lost his temper at all, quickly retreated, and waited for the shot aid.
But at this time, a figure appeared in front of him like a blink of an eye. The smiling face was actually very gentle, but it gave Yin Hong as if he saw the devil.
Because he is Fang Hao, he is in front of him.
Suddenly, a fear, from the depths of the soul, made Yin Hong unable to help shaking his body, widened his eyes, with a little panic: "What do you want to do?!"
Fang Hao was stunned by this Yin Hong, and then he didn't have a good breath: "You can make this realm in this realm, it is a miracle. You want to kill Lao Tzu, what do you say to do?!"
"You can't kill me, I am a god of killing the gods, you kill me, you will die, so, before they come, you run quickly, I put you a way of life."
But Yin Hong still has a little fantasy.
Fang Hao despised this guy. This guy's mind can live to the present.
However, just when Yin Hong and Fang Hao spoke, countless strong breath outside rushed over.
Fang Hao had no movement, raised his palm, and filmed in the blink of an eye. Yin Hong suddenly showed a ridicule.
Fang Hao's corner of his mouth was slightly evoked, and a hit on Yin Hong's body.
In an instant, Yin Hong's body was wrapped around Fang Hao's palm.
At this moment, Yin Hong's mouth kept vomiting blood, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he laughed with a cough: "This kind of poison is not poisonous, you can't escape now."
Immediately, his eyes were a little scattered, and a middle -aged man with a calm look at him had a sense of gratitude, or liberated, closed his eyes.
Fang Hao looked at the man, and then looked at the poison on the palm of his palm, shook his head. In order to drag himself, he would rather pay for his life as a price, pretending to be idiot, poisoning on his body, which is no different from the dead.
However, although this poison is also amazing, compared with Feng Mingshan poisoning, it is much different, and it has no effect on him.
As soon as he waved, the black gas was thrown away, and then the smoke disappeared. His palms, his face, his face was not signs of toxic infection.
Turning slightly, watching those who were lost, but they were not afraid of death and Lu Ningshuang and others rushing to kill.
The moment these people saw themselves, this so -called leaders wanted to run, but after finding that they couldn't run away, they had the determination to die.
Thinking of this, Fang Hao frowned slightly. These people are not like martial arts, but they are like real soldiers. They are not afraid of death.
But at this time, the younger middle -aged man had come to Fang Hao not far, but not far away, a woman stood on the roof of a private house with a very contempt look, and her high -end eyes came.
Look at Fang Hao.
Soon after, at least the cultivators who were above 156 and the later period rushed over from the outside.
In the end, there are those who are not afraid of death, but the cultivation of the gods who are not high.
Fang Hao glanced at it, and was doing some kind of preparation god guards. Then, he looked at the woman, and the middle -aged middle -aged person.
Fang Hao laughed: "Report the name, Lao Tzu does not kill the unknown generation!"
There is a deep murder in the eyes of middle -aged people: "Wu Bitong!"
Fang Hao's face was stagnant, and it turned out to be a little dead, and the old one jumped out. This Wu Bitong was Lin Yan's apprentice.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Hao looked at the woman on the roof and rolled his eyes: "You think you think you are standing high, you are really high, can you come to me?"
Speaking, Fang Hao was better than scratching, and his belly was crowded.
The woman with a high complexion was cold, and Fang Hao's move was undoubtedly ridiculed her short, although she was really short!
"Boy, died to the end, and her mouth was cheap!" The woman snorted coldly.
Fang Hao erected a middle finger at the woman, and then felt that it was not very good. The woman who was completely unable to mention the middle finger of this seemed to be an insult to his middle finger style.