Dragon Prince Yuan

over the source pool.

The five men and the beast stood empty-handed, forming a confrontation, and the air seemed to solidify at this time.

In that distance, the eyes of the peaks looked at the scene with some movement, who could imagine that the overall strength could almost crush the sword of Holy Source Peak to the point where even the two sons and chiefs were forced to take their own hands.

“This week with Zhou Xiao Ju, it's really hard to mess with.” Someone whispered.

A number of disciples nodded and agreed, because under normal circumstances, St. Yuan Peak was not eligible to confront Sword Peak, even though they had Zhou Yuan, Zhou Xiaocai and that fierce mysterious beast.

But with them, can we get rid of the sword to peak at nearly 10,000 disciples?

If war is really to be waged, these nearly 10,000 Swords alone will be able to trap one of the two beasts… Unless the latter and others are really willing to do whatever it takes to kill, it is obvious that this is a competition within the Sect, not a fight between life and death, and many means are restricted.

In the present situation, the number of people with the sword peak is not there. If you want to reverse the situation, you can only rely on the Son, the chief.

“At this point, the strength of both sides is kind of on a balance line...”

“Kong Sung and Zhou Xiao Ju are not oil saving lights, one is the second son, one is unpredictable, the two of them are really not clear who can win. ”

“The mysterious beast is also not simple. It is said that Zhao Candle was injured by him some time ago. Now he should not dare to make any smaller. ”

“Speaking of, instead, Zhou Yuan and Bailiqiu have the biggest variables. ”

“Bai Li-chul is not Yuan Hong... Although Zhou Yuan is also the chief, the chief competition for Shengyuan Peak is clearly less intense than other peaks. ”

“If Baili defeats Zhou Yuan, he can break the line and rescue the remaining disciples of Sword Peak, and then the situation will return to the control of Sword Peak. ”

“That's interesting. Come on, get the message back! ”

“ …… ”

Stealing whispers continue to spread in the eyes of other peaks, and at the end of the day a figure turns around, apparently in order to quickly return the news that took place here to the peaks.

They know that when the news reaches the Sons of the Peaks, they are bound to be stunned.

Who would have thought that a fierce, nested sword would be forced to this point by a sacred source peak of few hundred disciples.

……

When confronted at high altitude, Sword Lai Feng's broken hundred elite disciples also cast a fierce eye on the hundreds of disciples of Saint Yuan Peak.

At this time, they, too, are angry with their stomachs. At this time, they are not entitled to go to Zhou Yuan and others to vent, so they can only pour their anger on the disciples of Saint Yuan Peak.

With regard to the latter, they have always held a high mindset and, even if they are small at the moment, do not consider the disciples of St. Yuan Peak eligible for hard encounters with them.

“Get out of here! ”

The Sword Ray Peak disciple came out of the blast, straight into the junction, trying to destroy it from the outside and rescue the other disciples trapped in it.

Zhou Taiwang looked at the fierce swords coming to Feng disciples, and his face also became cold. “Ladies and gentlemen, Zhou Yuan and Xiao Xiao Xiao tried their best to bring down the great advantages of Feng Lai Feng, and we, did nothing...”

“Although Master Zhou Yuan is the chief of Saint Yuan Peak, he has no obligation to let us smooth the water, cultivate the road, and more, rely on ourselves to compete. ”

“If we can't hold the line and let the swordmen rush past, then this Source Pool Festival will leave us with no qualifications to enjoy it. ”

“So now, what do we do?” He stared at the crowd, breathing heavily, looking like a lion tiger.

And the eyes of the hundreds of disciples of Saint Yuan Peak, at this time gradually became red, they bit their teeth and roared: “Stop them! ”

Zhou Tai grinned and revealed Samson's white teeth. Instead of saying anything more, he stared the eyes of the gorilla red at the swords rushing to the peak disciples. He smiled: “Sword to the peak... I've long seen you guys go wrong, this time, let's fight hard! ”

Boom!

A majestic source of air swept up.

Hundreds of Saint Yuan Peak disciples roared and rushed directly out of their feet, colliding with the elite disciples of those swords.

Half-air, suddenly chaotic.

……

When the disciples of the two peaks began to collide and erupt into a fierce confrontation, at high altitude, Kong Holy Face looked at Zhou Yuan expressionlessly and said to Baili: "Resolve it early, destroy the junction as soon as possible, some can be saved. ”

His words were plain and obviously he felt that the Zhou Yuan was the easiest place to solve each other's beasts.

Baili sneered and smiled softly. His eyes swept through Zhou Yuan. The curvature in the corner of his mouth was somewhat disdainful. “Don't worry, Brother, something thick in the heavens and the earth, it's time for him to understand how many pounds he has. ”

Today by the Zhou Yuan calculation, they pit so many swords to the disciples, their swords to the peak is a great loss of face, at this time a hundred miles of clear belly fire, and these fires, obviously, must be vented on the Zhou Yuan.

Kong Sheng nodded slightly, and then the alert gaze was thrown into the dawn, without saying much, the shadow moved and rose, obviously to pull the battlefield apart.

Looking at his figure, he turned to Zhou Yuan and said, “Are you okay? ”

Zhou Yuan laughed and said: “I've always wanted to teach the sword to the chief of the peak. I hope that the sword to the peak to choose the chief, not rely on whose mouth is stronger. ”

He paused and said, “But it's your place. Pay more attention, Kongsheng is not an oil saving light. ”

Being able to rank the second son of the Xuan Sect, the strength of this Confucius is obviously not to be underestimated.

“The Second Son… is it good? ”

With a slight red mouth, he said, not too salty, his body moved, the wind rose and chased to Kong Saint's side.

Zhou Yuan watched the Qian shadow go away and raised his thumb. "It's really a great girl. ”

There was a despicable gaze, but swallowed, and apparently he was too blind to kiss his ass.

Zhou Yuan glanced at it and drank: “What are you looking at? Go and get rid of that thing! ”

Swallow is an outstretched claw, a scratch.

“What, you want to separate the source marrow?” Zhou Yuanqi smiled, pointing to swallowing, "You little bastard, how dare you say that when you were just dying? ”

Swallow the four hooves under the active gas surged, forming a cloud, which fell down and shook its tail toward the circumference.

Seeing this strike-like behavior, Zhou Yuan turned a white eye and had to kick it with one foot. "Go, go, win anything, go drink the wind if you lose. ”

Swallow this to shake his head to get up, the dark golden beast eyes emitted a fierce light, locked Zhao candle, and directly took the lead in the other direction.

Zhao Candle snorted coldly and swept Zhou Yuan's eyes coldly. “Brother Baili, clean up this slutty boy. ”

Speaking of which, he also quickly plundered and chased to swallow.

When the three of them left, the sky between them was the only place where Zhou Yuan and Baili confronted each other.

Bailey stared at Zhou Yuan coldly and slowly said: “Chief Zhou Yuan, we finally met...”

He doesn't seem to laugh.

“What can I do to make you feel bad? ”

As he spoke, he became more and more ambitious and powerful, like a storm, released from his body, and those pressures, which caused the space around him to vibrate slightly at this time.