MTL - Devouring Myriad Ghosts System-v2 Chapter 834 I am the person you are chasing.

Song Yuansong did not dare to care about it. When he came up, he moved the power of the true spirit, opened the strongest mode, and smashed Li Daochong.

Li Daochong continued to dodge, and he was annoyed. He repeatedly endured it, and the guys actually attacked him.

"Humph!"

Li Daochong snorted, his fingers were empty, and a purple brilliance volleyed.

Taking the finger as a knife, taking the gas as a guide, a skill and a magical hand.

Song Yuansong grasped the Qingyang long sword, and a sword took out, with a horrible sword rainbow, playing the strongest swordsmanship of the Song family.

The ninth heavyweight of "Flying Fairy" is a visitor from outside.

bass!

Covering the sky, China will illuminate a large dead swamp.

Song Yuansong saw that the young man in the purple shirt could not escape, and in a hurry, he made a blow in his hand, and his face was scornful and smiling.

"Kid, you are dead."

Yu Qingyao and Mu Yurong showed their horror in the two female shows. They knew that Song Yuansong was very strong. After all, it was the tenth voluptuous in the Tianjiao list.

However, in recent years, Song Yuansong has never been struggling with people. The most recent one was two years ago with a refining martial artist.

The two did not make the best efforts, just relying on the strength of Song Yuansong at that time.

Yu Qing’s imaginary officer has improved his ranking on the Tianjiao list by three places.

From the original thirteen directly into the tenth.

Don't underestimate the changes in the three rankings. This kind of jump is much harder than the ranking of thousands of rankings.

The top ten is another level.

At that time, it caused quite a stir, and Song Yuansong officially entered the sight of the spirit.

But at this time, the second woman saw Song Jiansong’s full-fledged swordsmanship, and the whole person was shocked.

If they are afraid that the Song Dynasty Song Song may not be their opponent, this usually cynical son, this is so good.

His behavior has blinded everyone's eyes.

"Song Yuansong won." Yu Qingyao whispered to himself.

On one side, Mu Rongrong nodded lightly, his face was a bit bitter with horror, even Song Yuansong was so strong, the contest became more and more difficult.

Hey! boom……

The purple mans and the swordsman violently touched each other, and a terror blast wave broke out in an instant.

The mist that permeated the dead swamp was blown away and disappeared. The swamp became clear and clear.

The impact wave flattens the area of ​​tens of kilometers.

Song Yuansong showed a smug smile. The Song family "The Flying Fairy of the Heavens" was a peerless sword that was handed down in ancient times. He has been trained to the ninth weight. This is not even known to the family.

He is going to make a blockbuster in this competition. I saw the young people in the purple shirts so powerful. I have to sacrifice this killer for the sake of insurance.

bass!

Just when Song Yuansong’s smile was just revealed, Zimang’s swordsmanship was scattered, only to see a flash in front of him.

"No..." Song Yuansong only had time to spit out a word, and he was smashed into two parts by the purple mans.

Song Yuansong’s unbelievable eyes gradually separated, and then the body bulged inside and outside.

Hey, the two halves explode at the same time, and they went to the resurrection point.

Li Dao Chong’s mind was moved, and all the items dropped from Song Yuansong’s body were included in his own Nayu ring.

The battle is soaring more than 900,000.

Li Daochong did not expect that there would be so many wars of this guy. In his eyes, Song Yuansong’s strength is not so good.

After seeing the true enchanting strength of Feng Qichang, Li Daochong’s vision naturally rose a lot.

Yan Feng's strength is also far above this guy, although the magical weapon he just released is indeed expected, but the real master is almost meaning.

hiss!

Yu Qingyao and Mu Rongrong both sucked a cold breath at the same time. Both of them dreamed that Song Yuansong, who had played such a horrible magical power, was easily killed by the purple shirt youth.

Accurately speaking, it is a spike, it is effortless.

The two women’s brains are blank, and the scene in front of them has transcended their cognition.

The magical power of the purple shirt youth seems to be not very powerful. How did it break the sword of Song Yuansong?

Yu Qingyao and Mu Yurong are still the same, and Kong Wu and You Li are not to mention, Chen Feng is stupid.

Five people instantly felt an invisible pressure, and felt that they would be seconds off at any time.

Powerful, they are now like unarmed civilians facing fully armed special forces, without a trace of resistance.

“Who are you?” Yu Qingyao’s heart was choppy and even scared, but the identity of the seventh celestial priest of the Yuqing Republic’s celestial revival made her unable to swear and asked coldly.

"This road is coming, I am asking who I am? Li is very strange, so that people who chase you Lee will not give you a portrait of a spirit?" Li Daochong could not help but feel funny.

Now Jiu Xuan is in the encirclement of the Nankun Empire, and the ultimate goal is his Li Daochong.

But this way, Li Daochong met countless contestants, and no one recognized him.

It is clear that these guys don’t even know Li Daochong’s long, but they are all screaming to kill Li Daochong.

Yu Qingyao and Mu Yurong also stunned at the same time, and the eyes of Li Daochong became more and more blurred.

Li Daochong’s words, they naturally heard the meaning, but they could not believe that the young man with the power to kill Song Yuansong in front of him was the one who was looking for the singularity of the singer.

They always thought that Li Daochong was a mean and insidious young monk, and used some sinister tricks to count the contestants of the wonderful charm, which led to the group attack.

In fact, his own strength will not be strong there, it is estimated that it is a thief who looks like a thief.

I can't imagine how Li Daochong would be a handsome young monk in front of this look, handsome and light, wearing a purple gown.

The imaginary picture and the actual picture cannot overlap at all.

"You are Li Daochong?" Mu Yurong is not channel.

Li Daochong looked down and did not answer, only said, "You said this knife is yours?"

Crouching, Mu Yurong’s heart violently jumped, she forgot this, only thought it was an excuse for the young man in the purple shirt to win the treasure.

But now it seems that I am afraid that what people say is true ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Based on this strength, if you want to win the treasure, there is no need to find any unreasonable excuses.

Mu Rongrong has a hard scalp, "Not bad."

Li Daochong’s eyes are cold. "You lie. This knife is a friend of Li. How can it be yours? Before today, Li had never seen you, I didn’t want to go to the resurrection point, how would I get this knife? After saying it, otherwise, Hugh Lee will kill him."

During the speech, Li Daochong’s momentum was completely different from that of the previous one. The horror aura was under pressure and the generals of Mu Lirong were pressed down.

I was scared to fight in the heart, directly under the pressure, and several people suddenly felt that the gods were unstable, uncomfortable, and suspended in the air.

Mu Yurong was sorely swallowing his mouth, and the complex brilliance appeared in the show. The pride of the arrogant woman in the day was gone, she didn't want to go to the resurrection point, and finally accumulated the battle, once halved, the first round of testing Down, her rankings will surely plummet.

However, because of such threats, Mu Rongrong’s self-respect has forced her to stubbornly fail to yield.

Tightly biting the lower lip, Mu Rongrong stared at Li Daochong.

Snapped!

A few people did not respond at all. Li Daochong appeared in front of Mu Yurong, and one hand was clasped on the neck of Mu Rongrong. He could not see the meaning of pity and jade.

Mu Yurong felt that the neck had a huge force and felt that his neck was broken.

This is not the most terrible, the most terrible is that Mu Zhenrong's **** is also pinched by a null hand.

That is to say, it is really necessary to pinch it down, and even the people bring the gods together and crush, there is nowhere to escape.

"Don't you say that?" Li Daochong said coldly.

Oh...

A slight purple electro-optic flashed on the hand, Mu Yurong snorted, and immediately sweating on his forehead, the pain was extremely painful.

If it is hit by the thunder, it is really sour.