Dragon-Marked War God

Silver-haired man looks at Yan Tincheng coldly. Don't think so. How many pounds can this woman have? It's a crazy dream to fight against yourself.

“You may be too confident in yourself. Because you're not qualified, I want the Dragon Sword, and no one can stop me. ”

The silver-haired man said in silence that he didn't think it would be that easy. At this moment, Jiangdu is already the end of a strong crossbow. Even if Yan Duncheng joins forces with Tuotuo Longyu to fight him, it is definitely not that easy. Now that he is in transit, he is finally going to do it.

“Savage Land, one of the four barbarians, you think you can fool me? ”

Yan Tincheng's voice was indifferent, but her words made the face of a silver-haired man more gloomy. What is the origin of this woman, even which ethnic group he belongs to, can you see so clearly? Have you been touched before you entered this sword plot?

“The Barbarians? Who the hell is this guy? ”

Jiandong Liu also said it was very shocking, obviously there was a great speculation about the silver-haired man's identity, but whoever it is, this guy tried to take the candle dragon sword is not that easy, because Taku Longyu has already made his hand, he has always been in fairness, but now he is helping Jiang Du, making Jiandong Liu feel extremely strange, even when he was seriously injured, Taku Longyu did not make his hand, what is this guy thinking?

“The Turks, the Turks, is he? ”

Xintai Jingxiu frowned and whispered.

“Not too long ago, the indigenous people came out of a world class, talented, challenged the entire indigenous people, and no one could compete with them. This man's name is Bai Wenjun. ”

In the words of Qiantai Jingzao, the silver-haired youth also gradually raised their heads and shook their heads.

“Now that you know who I am, I don't have to hide anymore. ”

Bai Wenjun's arrogant face, his strength has reached the realm of the Emperor of God in the medium term, which is no different from that of Juntian, but in his eyes, Juntian's enemies are only two fools. In this situation of mass metaphor, wanting to directly seize the candle dragon sword in the hands of Jiangdu is tantamount to saying dreams, but he still does not know to retreat, and to the death of Jiangdu, so when the two defeats are hurt, this is his best time.

“It is rumored that the genius disciples of the Turkish-barbarbarian tribe, who stretched 300,000 miles across the northern realm of the savage gods state, met their enemies and slaughtered 100,000 people of the ghost barbarian tribe and became famous in the First World War. It's frightening. ”

The eyes of Yantai Jing Tibetan glittered, their fossil sect is at the border between the wild god state and the divine land of Zhongzhou. Naturally, it is quite understandable about this wild god state. This barbarian guy, he's a barbarian, he's invincible. “Now that I know, why don't you give it up and wait for me to kill a bloody road? ”

Bai Wenjun said with a smile.

“The Turks and Barbarians are one of the four great tribes in the Land of the Barrens. You should not have stepped into the land of the Divine Land of China. You seem to have forgotten what you promised. ”

Yan Tincheng said calmly, everyone is a misty water. Even Jiangdu doesn't know what Yan Tincheng is saying. Only Bai Wenjun's face became uglier.

“At the time, the leaders of one of the four barbarians in the wild gods state, the four barbarians, were all defeated in the hands of the imperial powerful in the divine soil of China. Since then, they have taken an oath never to step into the divine soil of China. If this oath is violated, the sword will die wearing its heart. ”

Yan Tincheng, word for word, said Baiwenjun's face became more and more obscene.

“Who the hell are you? Why do you know so much about me, the Barbarians? ”

Bai Wenjun was somewhat surprised, his heart was still filled with unparalleled weight. The identity of this woman made him very curious. She actually knew the whole thing about Barren State very well, but she didn't know anything about her. Knowing each other, the hundred battles did not end, he has now lost the opportunity, and his curiosity about Yan Duncheng is also the ultimate.

“You don't deserve to know who I am. ”

Yancheng Avenue.

Jiang Dun stared silently at Yan Duncheng. He seemed to have a slight understanding. Who is Yan Duncheng? She is still her, because she remembers her two sisters, smoke rain and dancing bamboo, but she seems to blend the memories of the barbarian princess, Nightingale, which is why things in the barbarian province are like a few precious ones.

“Now you want to be more than one enemy, it's simply impossible, if you know each other, just leave. ”

Jiang Dun smiled and said that since Yan Duncheng knew Baiwenjun, he must have understood him completely. It was impossible for him to stand on his own head and make a fortune.

“You are already a strong crossbow. How can you speak? Candle Dragon Sword, I'm set for today. ”

Baiwenjun's sword refers to Jiangdu, he said, "A sword is sacrificed, and the ghost is all over the place.

“Something stubborn. ”

Yan Tincheng coldly said that she had never made a move. She also finally stood up and laid down in front of the river and dust. It was time for the rescue of the river and dust to return his favor.

In Yan Duncheng's hands, Yin Duncheng was linked to the Indian technique. Each of his swords, Yan Duncheng, was like an insight into the first opportunity. Whatever he did, he would be dumped by Yan Duncheng. It felt like Yan Duncheng completely saw through all his moves and means, and let him take off as if he were naked in front of Yan Duncheng, without form.

“The barbarian clan is becoming more and more disappointing. ”

Yan Duncheng's hand was fierce, killing the decisive, not like a woman at all, she brought Bai Wenjun's shock, unbeatable, frightening and cold, unsustainable.

Baiwenjun stepped back, although his strength has the middle realm of the Divine Emperor, but in the face of the early realm of the Divine Empire of Yan Duncheng, he was powerless. Don't mention how tedious that feeling is. Whatever means he has, he will be forewarned by Yan Duncheng, recruited to balance, gradually Baiwenjun's face is so gloomy, as if all your secrets were known to each other, how can you fight?

Although Bai Wenjun's anger was unstoppable, he was unable to change the status quo. Yan Duncheng was surrounded by astonishing means, but he could not even guess Yan Duncheng's means. Despite his strength, there was nothing he could do.

“Get out of here!”

Yan Duncheng had a cold drink, stamped in his hand, a shock, made Bai Wenjun invisible, lured him to death, Bai Wenjun backed away, extremely wolfish.

“Shit! ”

Bai Wenjun looked pale and was taken by Yan Duncheng. How can this war be fought?

Without help, Bai Wenjun had to go backwards and let Yan Duncheng do three tricks. He was pale and completely powerless to fight again.