An old man who had to be white coughed softly: "I specialize in Rochamen's method of formation, which stays in my door in order to make it work. ”

“Psst, you Rorschadmen specialize in ass-flapping! My family is the one who truly deserves to inherit the Battle of Fu Song City! ”

“Ha ha, you don't even have a ferry monk, and you're too busy to fight with us. Do you guys deserve it? ”

Watching the crowd fight before they get to the front.

Li Anyang immediately shouted: “Don't be manic. Please listen to me, Lee. ”

After seeing everyone's gaze, Li Anyang touched the beard and slowed down: “This platter belonged to Fusang City. Now Fusang City is slaughtered, and the bones of Liu City's main body do not exist. ”

“We will inherit this great array, we do not want Fusang City to be extinguished by this ash, we hope to expand Fusang City's skill. ”

“In this way, I have accepted the city of Fusang. And if you accept mercy, you will surely be repaid. ”

“So be it, whoever kills Junmuyan and avenges Lord Liu, the guardian of the city will take care of it. However, several other disciples can also be selected each year to join the ranks. ”

“Isn't there six more than Junmuyan?" Those six people who kill more, who kill faster, who get to join the ranks first each year. ”

“Our families hereby swear by no means to break the curse. What do you think? ”

And when they thought, they nodded.

This approach is quite comprehensive and acceptable to all.

Afterwards, everyone looked into Muang's eyes, full of teasing and killing intentions.

Li An Yang's face reappeared with a moral smile, “Miss Jun, I gave you a chance. If you'd just handed over your heart, you'd still be alive. But now, not only are you dying, not even your brothers and sisters at the door will survive! ”

Li Anyang has no doubts about this.

The monks came this time, although there was no ferry period.

But at the peak of the period, there are as many as five.

Not to mention numerous other tips and former baby monks.

The fame of Furious Seven is loud, and the power to slay the Divine Monarch Muyan is counter-productive.

But what about the other day?

With absolute strength and numerical advantages, they have no choice but to die.

Mu Yan squinted his eyes slightly and lowered his voice towards the clouds beside him. “Brother, take the women in the palace and leave first. I will hold them back...”

However, she has not finished her remarks.

The other six moved.

A few people whistled over, spreading and standing in six positions.

Originally Li Anyang, they surrounded Qi Zi, but now they become clouds and cold and they surround the main factions.

But the fact that seven people surround hundreds of people is a joke in itself.

Cold feather foam hand long knife waved, resisted shoulder, wiped nose, smiled indiscriminately, “Little sister, this time, you don't expect to leave us behind and get out on your own. ”

Yun Rusheng's cold eyes were gentle, but his eyes filled with determination, "Little sister, the best fighting force for our escape. Let's go. Who are you in formation with? ”

The rain cracked open, and two lovely bars appeared, a little grieved: "Six Sisters, aren't we that weak? Don't push us out every time there's danger. Get in the way! We, too, can be strong! ”