Dragon-Marked War God

“Zhao Gangkun, didn't think of it, we have a genius against the sky in the Wujiang Province, everything is possible. Your Yu clan's Mitian Formation has been completely broken by us, you Yu clan stoned your feet, wait for the end. ”

Li Long's whole body changed, changed the state of defense before, and turned into a mad attack.

Zhao Gangkun, with a very confused mind, is in a completely different state. It is especially important that his opponent's masterful moves, attitude and momentum.

Ahhh...

Wonderful screaming, began to ring, followed by the big yellow dog Wujie disciple, one more fierce than the other, considered himself a Gestapo, killed the feathers without any fighting power, plus the assistance of the big yellow dog, a rugged barbaric beast, how the feathers disciple, how can bear it.

The number of martial arts councils now is almost double that of the Yu clan, plus one more fierce than one, this battle, fighting on, only one result, is that, as before, all Yu people will die tragically.

I have to say, Xie is quite morale inspiring. In three or two sentences, he will completely reverse the Kun Kun and allow the Wujiang to launch the ultimate backlash.

Jiangdust is not here, but there are big yellow dogs, and the situation here is basically stable.

On the other hand, the Battalion of the Fields, even more tragic, the disciples of the Wu Jie were completely crushed. If it had not been for the more disciples of the Wu Jie from the beginning, they would have been unable to fight.

However, following this trend, it is almost inevitable that the disciples of the Wu Cabinet will face annihilation. Even if they want to escape, they will have little chance of jumping. The feathers have a natural advantage in speed.

“God is dying of my people. ”

Wu Jie disciples tore his heart and lungs, and some disciples were shot through his chest by feathermen. Before he died, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

The mood of all the disciples of the Wu Jie is changing, huge changes, before coming in, it would have been an opportunity, everyone dreamed of a great opportunity, who knew that reality was so cruel.

Big knife dancing in the hands of Shida and the captain of Yumen are difficult to understand, but Shida has clearly fallen into the downwind, many injuries are spraying blood, according to this, it is also a matter of sooner or later to be killed.

The seventh son of the Yu clan has been cultivated at the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Heyuan Realm. In the vertical and horizontal battlefields, two disciples of the Nine Heavens of the Heyuan Realm have died in his hands.

The defeat of the festival, the defeat of the festival, the defeat of the defeat, the defeat of the defeat of the defeat, the defeat of the defeat of the defeat, the defeat of the defeat of the defeat, the defeat of the defeat of the defeat, the defeat of the defeat of the defeat, the defeat of the defeat of the festival, the defeat of the defeat of the defeat, the defeat of the defeat of the festival,

A miracle comes at a time when everyone believes that this desperate state of affairs cannot be changed.

Hoo-hoo...

The strong wind whistled and the strong horizontal momentum in the distance, along the road, came to the surface and immediately attracted the attention of the entire battlefield.

“Look, it's one of ours. Isn't that Jiangdu? How could he fly? ”

“I remember Jiang Dun seemed to be with Sister Nie's team, why they came here. ”

“I don't know what happened, but our help is here. ”

…………

Like the Wu Jie disciples of the Lee Long Battalion, the Wu Jie disciples on this side, just momentarily became excited, and no matter what happened, there is nothing more exciting for them than seeing the Wu Jie disciples at this time.

“What's going on? Where did so many Wujiao disciples come from? ”

The seventh son frowned and a bad feeling began to diffuse in his heart.

Soon after, Jiangdu led the battalion's hot blood disciples to the edge of the battlefield.

Zhang Qing was like a rainbow. He stepped forward and learned the tone of Xie Ting before. He drank aloud: “The Eight Sons are dead, the entire Yu clan team is extinguished, no armor is left. Our Jiangdu Brother broke the Eight Families of the Yu clan. He chopped the Eight Sons, the birds. Your doomsday is here. Quickly catch them. ”

As soon as the words came out, the whole scene was all agitated, whether it was the feathers or the disciples of Wu Gang. In a single moment, Jiangdu became the focus of everyone's attention.

“Shit, bullshit, Brother Jiang Dun is so powerful. He broke the Eight Gates of Lost Array, I said how the method of formation suddenly disappeared. ”

“I see that Jiangdust now cultivates, that is, the peak of the five heavens of Heyuan Realm. With such cultivation, it can actually kill the eight sons of the nine heavens of Heyuan Realm of the Yu Nation, this means, admire. ”

“This man's potential is so great that I saw him kill the Triple Eyed Leopard before, it was so brave. ”

…………

Jiang Dun had become a myth after Wu Jie had become a myth, especially after this happened.

“Who is Jiangdu? ”

Seven dudes stood up and got angry.

“Me.”

Jiangdu dragon wings flashed with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

“You killed my little brother. ”

The seventh son was full of killing machines.

“Not only did I kill the Ninth Son, but you can also go down to accompany your brother. ”

Jiang Dun said that the death penalty had been imposed on the arrogant seven sons in front of him. Jiang Dun was very interested in killing these sons of the Yu clan.

“Bastard, I'm going to avenge my brother today. I'd like to see how strong you can be as a man of the five heavens of the United Kingdom. I'd also like to see why you're so lost. ”

The seventh son is now in a state of rampage. He can say that he hates this unmasked river and dust in front of him, and does not say that he killed his two brothers. If there is no river and dust, the Yu people's heavenly plan is not to make soup.

The seventh son slaughtered and slaughtered toward the river and dust.

Zhang Qing and others were all smiles. They seemed to have known the same result. They had seen the power of Jiangdu Dragon's transformation with their own eyes. The eight sons of Jiuzhentian in Heyuan were not enemies of Jiangdu.

The Seventh Prince watches and repairs, that is, like the Eighth Prince, strong is no place to go, against Jiangdu, that is, there is no way to die, there is no way to live.

Boom...

The power of violent floods erupted suddenly from inside the river and dust, dragon changes emerged, horrible air waves swept away, the power of the river and dust was instantly raised by, the river and dust didn't want any ink with the seven sons, he wanted to use the thunder to kill the seven sons, to create an immense amount of morale for the disciples of Wu Gong.

“What?”

The seven sons, who were still in a hurry, felt the horrible pressure from the river and dust, and the whole person was in a bad mood.

Jiang dust doesn't care, the real dragon hand stamp pressed his head and slapped him hard on the seventh son.

Ah...

A terrible scream rang from the mouth of the Seven Sons and could not resist.

Too powerful, just one hand, to shoot the seventh son on the spot, not even give Jiang Dun a chance to make up another sword.

For a while, the battlefield calmed down and countless eyes gazed at the mighty dust of the river as if they had seen a ghost.

How could there be such an overbearing man?

How powerful are the Seven Sons, they are too clear, many people who died in the hands of the Seven Sons, and the powerful Seven Sons, in front of the river and dust, are completely native chickens and crocodiles, can be hit.