Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

The fighting was hot there, but Chen Yang was very quiet. Dozens of blood slaves surrounded Chen Yang, but no one dared to step forward. Although the golden blood slave was arrogant, the blood slaves were still fighting in their hearts when they were really facing the Desert Eagle. They had achieved success in practicing the Fire Cloud Magical Art, but they did not reach the Indestructible Body of Vajra. Besides, the Indestructible Body of Vajra may not be able to block the huge penetration power of the Desert Eagle.

Although they knew that the true energy bullets in Chen Yang's gun were limited, Chen Yang could not injure a few people when they rushed over at the same time. But no one wanted to be the few people who died, waiting for others to rush forward first. During the hesitation, several minutes passed, but there was still no movement here.

The golden blood slave was furious and cursed, "Don't you give me a bastard!" He kicked the blood slave who was hiding in the last and threw it at Chen Yang over the heads of everyone.

"Bang!" Chen Yang raised his gun and fired. The blood slave was still above everyone's heads, and his bullet flew out. However, he wiped the guy's head and flew over and made a big hole in the pillar next to him.

"Uh, I'm not a sharpshooter. Please move slowly and wait for me to aim." Chen Yang's old face turned red, and he blamed himself in shame.

But these blood slaves were so alert. Seeing that Chen Yang was not accurate in shooting skills, he was immediately overjoyed. They all rushed up like demons possessed by them. A guy who likes to show off his sword danced out more than a dozen beautiful sword flowers, which was very cool.

"Bang bang bang" Chen Yang's two guns fired continuously, but they were easily avoided by the blood slaves. Instead, a coward who landed on the back was hit by a stray bullet and a big hole was blown into his stomach. He screamed so much. Why didn't God open his eyes? I didn't want to fight but hit me. Experiments have proved that the true qi bullet is powerful and can easily kill masters of the tribulation stage. The real energy here is actually very small. When the flower fairy became true qi, she could create a thousand pieces. It was made and stored in advance, which was a weapon for large-scale combat. The maximum power of the thermal weapon was shown.

The others were even more arrogant and rushed to the scene more vigorously. While rushing, they shouted: "Brothers, kill it! It's okay to move forward bravely, but they're greedy for life and fear death, but they die the fastest!"

Chen Yang turned around the pillar and there was no room for maneuvering. The weapons of a large group of blood slaves were placed on his head. It was too late to shoot again, so he was very embarrassed to avoid it.

"Hahaha, brothers, try harder, see who cut off Chen Yang's dog head!" Someone laughed proudly. The golden blood slave stood behind and looked proud. He was still quite nervous when he saw He Xiangu's sword technique. But now when he saw Chen Yang running away in a panic, he immediately cursed with disdain and pride: "As this kind of guy, he dares to come to the Demon Valley to play wild. The disciples chop him up for me. I have a lot of rewards. You can choose the beauties in the underground palace!"

The blood slaves went crazy, and greeted Chen Yang with axes, knives and forks. The person who could not reach the outside world raised his feet and kicked Chen Yang anxiously, thinking that even if he couldn't kick Chen Yang, he would hit Chen Yang, and he would have the chance to enjoy the beauty in the underground palace. Demon Valley has never lacked women, but these ordinary disciples can enjoy them. The women he stolen were all enjoyed by Venerable Xun and his personal disciples. The disciples at the bottom had not seen women for several months.

Dozens of weapons and five thighs were about to hit Chen Yang. Suddenly, everyone's eyes flashed with cold light, and their palms were trembling, and their thighs were numb. A group of people were shattered like petals. The palms of the weapons cracked, the weapons were shaken away, and five ugly thighs were added to the ground.

There were screams of exclamations, even more shocking than the charge just now. There was no one else around Chen Yang's side. They saw that there was an extra Guan Gong sword two feet long in Chen Yang's hand. At this time, the sword was standing there immediately, just like the giant god descending to earth, which was very majestic. Since he was pretending to be a big tiger, Chen Yang could not use the iron sword he used to, so the one who was most accomplicated was Guan Gong sword.

Chen Yang used to like to use big swords when drinking, so during this period he also refined a Guan Gong sword of medium-grade spiritual weapon level. It weighed 100 million kilograms. This sword alone did not have the strength of the Mahayana stage and could not dance. Its power was naturally fierce, much greater than the scene of the Iron Sword.

"Who is this!"

"He is so powerful, why did he hide from us just now?"

"Are you afraid of trouble, and you deliberately wait for us to gather together and then solve it with one knife?"

The blood slaves stood there in horror, no one dared to attack anymore, and those broken legs were lying on the ground screaming and no one could treat them.

The golden blood slave narrowed his eyes into a slit, and there was no expression on his face, but his whole body's strength was gathering and he was highly vigilant. He saw more thoroughly than the blood slaves, and the blood slaves were surprised by Chen Yang's divine power. He was paying attention to the pillar behind Chen Yang. Chen Yang's knife just now swept the pillar and had cut the pillar into two sections, but because the degree was too fast and the fracture was too flat, the pillar was still standing there steadily. Only experts like Huo Yun could see the tiny gap.

The use of the huge Guan Gong sword to achieve such an effect is not just strong, but a perfect combination of internal strength and sword techniques, which can only be achieved by the Mahayana masters. The Golden Clothing Blood Slave did not expect that Chen Yang had such a high skill. He would never dare to underestimate him again.

The battle of He Xiangu was coming to an end. Unlike Chen Yang, her fighting was everywhere, and sometimes she had to chase outside the hall. In less than ten minutes, fifty or sixty blood slaves fell under her sword. The girl was fierce and did not hurt anyone's lives, but all of her chopped skills were numb, and more than 90% of her hands and legs were cut off.

This cannot be blamed on He Xiangu’s viciousness, but these blood slaves were extremely evil. Under the leadership of the Blood Venerable, they did countless bad things, and any one of them was sentenced to death. He Xiangu just sacked their skills, and this kindness can be compared with Guanyin Bodhisattva who saved the suffering.

"Master, help me!"

"Master, help me!" The blood slave screamed in horror. They had never been defeated so miserably since the establishment of the Demon Valley Sect. They were killed by two young men and fled everywhere.

The golden blood slave was unmoved, and his eyes were filled with resentment. Two sparks seemed to burst out from his eyes. He was using the Fire Cloud Evil Achievement with all his strength, trying to launch a fatal blow to Chen Yang and the others.

Fairy Qinyuan has also led everyone in Xianyin Sect to surround all the ways out of Demon Valley.
Chapter completed!