My Super Estate

Chapter 612 You weak chickens!!!

"Come on, why don't you come?"

Wang Yang directed Jiangshan, an invincible posture!

"Come, you weak chickens, don't you want big chance? Why, are you afraid now?"

Singing, as a result, these guys were afraid of being beaten!

Looking at the bright golden light on himself, don't mention how anxious Wang Yang is!

These damn things, as long as there is another one, or two people, my luck is already full, and it has reached a limit.

These damn bastards, you jump up quickly, let me kill one or two, as long as two, my luck, can break through, and when the time comes, I will definitely be able to cover the golden cloud!

That anxiety in Wang Yang's heart!

"You weak chickens, come up quickly. There is a great opportunity here. Wait a minute. I will also come to a golden cloud cover. You can also come up and press the opportunity!"

The sword is gone, and Wang Yang is also gone. The whole person is a little frivolous, as if the girl in the blue building is calling Kella, a villain.

"vomit……"

Many people can't pass it!

"This bastard, shameless, ah..."

The general, who had never retreated, stared at a pair of zombie eyes, and the whole person was extremely angry pointing at Wang Yang.

After retiring from the battle platform, the general's injuries disappeared.

In the end, it is a zombie, and its recovery ability is strong.

"This, this is the owner of Shenshui Zhuang?"

Legend has it that the heir to the Ziyang emperor, Wang Baeg, used to challenge him. Before, he never dared to fight, but now he dares to be so arrogant?

I'm mad, this bastard, really mad at me!"

Blood Zun's face was pale, and he was severely injured by Abing on the battle platform, and he has not recovered so far.

At this point, compared with his generals, he is much different.

"You stinky duck eggs, you fart, I'm stupid, once you are killed, luck will be 10%, how much luck can I have for you?"

"You are a bastard, there is a species, you can let me kill it. At that time, I will also be covered with golden clouds, and there will be resonance, and you can also grab it!"

"Snapped……"

Luo Jian slapped hard on his forehead.

"Brother, you are pulling hatred!"

Wang Yang's behavior scared Luo Jian.

"Hey, pull hatred, isn't the boss pulling hatred?"

This kind of behavior by Wang Yang is not only unacceptable for spectators, but also the people of Shenshui Manor.

"However, this kind of behavior. If there really is a brain that can't be heated, it is also a good choice!"

The invulnerability of the magic gun is to understand Wang Yang's behavior.

Also, Wang Yang's body surface has golden light, and his luck is already full of life. As long as there is a little more, it is very likely to form a real luck golden cloud.

If you change to yourself and have absolute strength, no matter who it is, you have absolute confidence, and you will make such a choice.

"Damn Shenshui Zhuangzhu, you are too deceiving!"

Wang Yang behaved like this, pointing everyone to scold the weak chicken, but it made many people angry.

The general will not see Wang Yang being so arrogant!

"You wait for me, I want to see, you fight continuously, how long can you sustain?

Waiting, I will never let you go."

Wang Yang's strength has a shadow in his heart, but if he is asked to give up, he will never agree.

"I come!"

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared above the battle.

"You are too presumptuous, today, I will cut you off!"

"you……"

Looking at the person coming, Wang Yang was startled.

This is not how famous this person is, but this person is actually a Westerner.

Yes, the person came with a neat suit and a noble breath. Even in the face-to-face confrontation, Wang Yang was still so clear.

"Are you not a member of our Eastern Wulin?"

"Huh, you Eastern martial arts world, count as a fart, you must bow your heads in front of our great blood!"

boom……

This vampire makes everyone, whether it is an enemy-free thing hidden in the spectator, or Wang Yang on the battle platform.

They all opened their mouths wide and looked at the vampire. For a time, they were shocked!

This guy really broke through the sky arrogantly!

Eastern martial arts world, count as a fart?

Your sister, you are so arrogant, did your ancestor know?

Wang Yang looked at this vampire like a noble son silently, and wished to slap him to death!

"who are you?"

Although he wished to take this bastard to death, Wang Yang did not forget that the bastard was just picked up by the battle platform.

In other words, this arrogant bastard is an invincible grandmaster.

Western vampires even have a level of invincible grandmaster, but it is really shocking!

"Blood, Son, Blood knows no boundaries!"

"The Son of the Vampires?"

Wang Yang's heart was dark, and the vampire family was originally the king of speed and had an undead body. Such terrifying existence exists, but it is not very good to deal with.

"Huh, the vampire family, when the old man could kill the prince in your family, how could he be afraid of you a sage?"

No matter how powerful the enemy is, Wang Yang is absolutely not afraid.

"kill!"

At this time, time is everything.

If Abin's promotion is completed, when all the parties have no enemies, they will surely go all out.

Although he longed for a battle, he must not be arrogantly called the Quartet as he is now, it can only be to death!

However, it would be nice to have a son of a vampire family.

Zijin chases the soul flute, has become now the white jade soft sword, one sword draws out, like Tianhe rewinds.

The monstrous momentum, like gods and ghosts, came from all over the place.

"you……"

Wang Yang's swordsmanship was greatly unexpected.

The usual soft swords are fighting the world with skill.

Wang Yang's sword is a soft sword, and his sword power is also the trend of Tianhe.

However, that vast expanse of heaven and earth, like a spirit like a ghost, is no longer the softness of the Tianhe's momentum, and some are just as young as the sun,

Great destructive power, bloody battles.

...

The soft sword in Wang Yang's hand is not like a sword bayonet, like a leather whip.

Blood Wuya was bullied by Tianhe's momentum, ignoring the dominance of the heavenly collapse that had just reached Yang, and the whole person was directly pumped away with a sword.

"Yin and yang communicate with each other, and they gather together.

This is the legend, the sword is awesome-it's as important as it is!"

According to legend, a real kendo master, with a hay in hand, can also be like a thousand pounds of blue steel.

Reaching such a state, a hair can also cut stars.

The dripping water dragon can break the sky!

This is the true Xeon Kendo.

Blood Wuya absolutely did not expect that this Shenshui Zhuangzhu, with such unpredictable strength, actually cultivated into such a masterpiece.

"This……"