Supreme Uprising

“Fight, you guys fight hard, I'll hide in this nest, maybe even mix blood!” It was a middle-aged man in his 40s who had a small horn on his forehead, although he had a normal human body!

Yokota, an ethnic group specializing in dirt secrets, the middle-aged man was also unluckily sold to blood killers and thrown into the reincarnation star of this killing.

However, although the man had fixed it as normal, his life skills were top notch, and once he realized something was wrong, he chose to find a place to punch him and hide himself.

So, even though he can't fix it, he lives to this day.

And according to Blood Killer, as long as you end up alive, it seems like you can become Blood Killer, and everything is not a problem.

With the eyes of several fellow hunters leaving, the eyes of a middle-aged man showed a hint of indiscretion, and with these guys, trying to kill a piece of heaven and earth, what a retard.

Do they not know that even if they had risked their lives and killed those two men, they would not have benefited in the end?

The sly middle-aged man sneered and his body was like a flexible groundhog drilling into his lair.

Grandma, I don't care!

But just moments after the middle-aged man had just sat on his soft cushion, he felt the mountains shake.

As his nest, this nest is reinforced, let alone ordinary earthquakes, even if the strong men at the top of the two planets are here to bomb him, they can't hurt him much.

Now this is……

Just as the mind of a middle-aged man rose, a terrible thought rose in his mind, without hesitation, and he swept away towards the cave.

In an instant, he had swept out of the cave, and what he saw kept his heart trembling.

Rolling magma, coming out of the ground, can destroy the fiery flames of the hearts of the strong stars, like a fire dragon gushing out.

Wherever you go, the flames are raging.

The middle-aged man's face changed dramatically, and he seemed to be safe in the middle of the sky, but he knew in his own heart that this safety was just like that.

Just when the minds of middle-aged men were flashing, they saw a ray of lightning in the void that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth between the rays of the earth and the fires.

At the crossroads of thunder and fire, if it persists, the consequences will become very serious.

The middle-aged man, too late to think, ran in a direction free of thunderstorms. But the area of thunderstorms is getting bigger and bigger, that is, turning a blind eye, and men have flown hundreds of miles.

The thunderstorm continued, and the resting stars remained calm. At this time, it was as if they had survived. During the rapid escape, middle-aged men saw several companions. From their clothes, they should be the leaking fish in the hands of the blood-killing elite.

If, in the past, we were alert to each other's actions, then at this time, there is no such alert at all.

Because the most important thing right now is to get away with it.

Run! Run! Run!

It was not known how long he had fled, and the middle-aged man discovered that the thunderstorm had finally subsided, but at this time he also found that thousands of them had gathered on a hill less than 10 miles wide.

Surrounded by thunderstorms, it was death to go up, and in the circle of the ten miles, he felt a lot of people's eyes with a hint of ferocity.

“He is a broken mountain!” Someone pointed to a young man of more than one height, who looked like a giant bear, and said in a low voice.

The word "broken mountain" exposed many people's faces to a heavy colour, and people held the weapon in their hands tighter.

And a storm that seemed to suppress suddenly gathered in the minds of these people.

They are all well aware that today, they have no other choice. Only a hundred people can go out, and some of them feel that their roots are too few.

The importance of the source of the constant foundation, almost all living people, has been understood, and even more has been clearly felt.

“That's madman!” Yet another exclaimed, and this drunk even carried a little chestnut!

It was a blood-killing elite who cried out, but at this point, there was no calm in his eyes that the elite deserved, and all that he had, more than a fear, a fear from within.

Most of the blood killer disciples look at the madman with fear. After all, the most killer disciple since his appearance is the blood killer disciple.

“Brother Fucking Mountain, this man killed numerous blood killing disciples, together we will kill him, you are the first to be truthful!” A seemingly savvy blood-killing disciple, sinking toward a broken mountain path like a hill.

Breaking Sam silent, but his silence, for the blood killed the disciple, seemed to encourage and encourage, he waved his arms: “Brothers, let's do this together, kill him, kill him! ”

But by the time he said that, the fist of the broken mountain had struck him weirdly in the head.

The bloody disciple died directly on the ground.

“There are too many people here, it's not enough for you and me. Why don't we just clean them up and we'll have another bitter battle?” Talking is a broken mountain, with a hint of respect in his voice.

Luo Yunyang glanced solemnly at the broken mountain, and he had a feeling that the broken mountain had an unusual taste.

After a slight indulgence, Luo Yunyang had made a decision. He nodded heavily, sort of an answer to the broken mountain.

The conversation between the two men led to the complete ruin of the dreams of the blood-killing elite. At this moment, a blood-killing elite suddenly drank aloud: “Gentlemen, we have only one road now, let's fight together, maybe we can still spell out a future, otherwise, there is only one way to die! ”

Under the threat of death, almost all of us have lost sight of who we are on the other side of the planet. They are able to cultivate the ninth order of the planet. Naturally, the sooner they escape, the sooner they may die.

Only those who kill these two men far more than they do will they be able to live. Or they can only survive if they are killed.

It was sudden, but normal, and almost instantaneous kung fu, dozens of ideologists, almost simultaneously activated their own ideological weapons.

One time, the knife is raining, the wheel is shining, the sword is flying!

Hundreds of weapons, almost simultaneously, were cut off towards the mountain. Though none of them have ever worked with a broken mountain, they all know that a broken mountain is not too fast, and all they have to do is kill a broken mountain.

“Dang dang dang dang! ”

The fist of the broken mountain swung, not too fast, but very strangely, his fist, with every weapon that struck his palm, collided.

This is not his fist facing those weapons, but those weapons, like crazy hitting his fist.

And every collision is a piece of ground! Blinking, almost all of the weapons that attack the mountain break, become fragments.

The broken mountain whistles, walking forward, every step forward, the broken mountain strikes a punch, and each punch has a body, cannot help rushing towards the broken mountain.

In the blink of an eye, the broken mountain punched hundreds of people and died directly in the hands of the broken mountain.

Those who died, whether they were disciples of the bloodshed or prey, were all shattered to death on the spot.

The killing of hundreds of people, colouring the heavens and the earth!

The people who were insane were stunned there at once, and at this time, the blood killer disciples surrounded by Luo Yunyang began their attacks as well.

The knife of a madman is fast, fast as the wind, and in the face of fast attacks, one cannot be faster than, and slower than, these characters.

Only slower than there is a way to live.

The Blood Killer Elite, one of them is a good killer, so when they do, each of them does not do so fast, but their sword shadow weapons synthesize a sword in the sky.

Knife Mountain is gathering, Sword Sea is gathering, everything, at this moment, is gathering desperately, although this gathering is slow, but this gathering has a posture of pinching thunder!

The thunderbolt is unstoppable!

Under this thunderbolt, Luo Yunyang's divine colour was calm. He waved the long knife in his hand and flushed it towards the sword sea.

One shock, his figure has hit the sword sea, one shock, his figure has not entered the sword sea of the sword mountain.

And at this very moment, some people have smiles on their faces. They felt that as long as they were submerged in their knife mountains, there was only one way to die.

But with their smiles, they are eternally clotted, they do not see, they do not feel, but they are dead!

The windy knife crossed the sword mountain, the sword sea, the sky, and cut off all their lives.

die die die

A hundred moments, countless shadows, have fallen to the ground, and rolling thunder and endless fire have gathered together, like hell in heaven and earth, in a wild contraction.

Ten, eight, six...

When Luo Yunyang's knife retracted, the fist of the broken mountain also stopped, two people at this time on the left side of the only mountain where one could stand, and the other on the right side of the mountain.

Countless photovoltaics, turned into two floods, rushed toward two people, blinking, two people turned red, like two gods, standing in endless heavenly power.

“Battle!” Luo Yunyang low drinks!

“Battle!” Mountain Breaking Yell!