Wenge's mouth twitched, and the muscles on his face laughed to twist.

Sun Haoning held his forehead and was helpless, which was exactly the same as that he was looking at Mo Ran at the beginning.

Originally, Sun Haoning wanted to fight with Weige with youth, but now it seems to be developing into a young man.

Wengge's smile stopped, the momentum spread, and turned into the strong wind and the grass pressed the trees, and the sound roared hoarsely:

"Even if the genius from the south of the empire does not dare to ignore me so much, what are you thinking about?"

With the ignorance of Yi Ran, Wenger was obviously angry.

For him, Yi Ran's contempt tone is extremely humiliated than killing himself.

"Wind"! Just listening to Wenger's roar, no need to sing, there are two huge wind cuts.

One was cut to Sun Haoning, and one was cut to Yi Ran. Without a lot of words, he proved his absolute arrogance with action.

Sun Haoning did not hesitate. Seeing Wenger's offense, he rushed to Wenger.

In his opinion, although the youth tone is strong, the threat is not necessarily as big as Wenger.

Yi Ran saw Wenger wanted to do a dozen, and Sun Haoning continued to attack Wenger.

Obviously, I didn't expect that I had pulled to Weng's hatred, but I just shared the pressure of Sun Haoning.

However, Yi Ran didn't care, the sound of the sword sounded, and a sword gas directly shrouded the two to shoot.

Sun Haoning punched his sword qi with a punch, and his body step back five steps.

Wenger exhibited a wind roar hard to resist sword gas, and was also shocked by sword gas three steps.

A sword gas instantly made the two of them faced with Yi Ran, and the three suddenly fell into a melee.

Only Mo Xiangyi sat in the distance and sighed with his forehead and sighed: "Hey, why is this guy hiding his strength again."

In the distance, the two groups saw that the girl had no intention of shot away from the battlefield, and did not mess with it.

At the three -person battlefield, Sun Haoning was suppressed very miserable. His battle with Wenger had fell to the wind. Now the three men's melee is even more difficult.

The power of the elements of the sky seems to be in a riots, and there is a sword gas, and Sun Haoning will be limited every time, and the beat is to the extreme.

"Boom, Boom, Boom", one after another, a consecutive punch, one punch shattered the wind, the two punch shattered the sword gas, the scattered energy shocked endless crushing soil.

The crushed soil and weeds just flew up, and when the force of the wind element was cut into countless residues when it was in the air.

Under the cover of dust, Sun Haoning appeared on a layer of silver light, and the speed was suddenly faster. I do n’t know how many times.

Instantly, when I came behind Yi Ran, a punch was bombarded towards the back.

In his opinion, the youth who has been attacked with a long sword, the sword qi is sharp enough, but his physique may be far away.

Just a punch, Sun Haoning was uneasy.

The young man didn't even look back, and his wrist twisted the long sword and stabbed behind the back, as if the sword had grown his eyes himself, and steadily on his fist.

The youth collapsed a step forward, but he stepped back in five steps.

There is a sword air flow on the wooden sword, but the sharpness of the wooden sword itself is better than the sword.

Sun Haoning looked at his hard fist on his mouth.

And this young man can keep up with his own speed!

On the other hand, Wenge's eyes became dignified. He had mental power to find the change of Sun Haoning. Knowing that he should be the use of a special spiritual palace.

But the speed of horror definitely reached the level of Wu Zong. If he was attacked by this punch, even if he could do it, he would not be able to discuss the benefits.

On the other hand, the young man was like a bamboo on the chest.

Sun Haoning stood behind Yi Ran and knew it, and he had to send it on the string.

He and Wenger became the potential, facing youth one after the other.

Wenger can definitely judge the situation from his shot just now and the speed of the youth, and then cooperate with himself.

If the two of them cooperate and cannot defeat this young man, there may be no need to compete for any treasure.

Sun Haoning roared: "Nail fist!"

"Pap, slap, pop, slap", a series of sound burst sounded, and the punching speed was very fast to Wenger's mental strength.

The arms constantly alternately hammer to Yi and then carry it. Each punch is like a steel nail, with the sharp cold mang's own unmatched power.

There is no weapon in hand, but it is even better than weapons.

"Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding ..." The sound is endless, like a gorgeous movement.

Each fist was blocked by the sword tip, and how can the fist be comparable to the sharp sharpness of the magic weapon sword?

After a long time, Sun Haoning's punch became blurred. In countless small blood lines, blood flowed more than.

After waving no punch in a row, Sun Haoning drank: "Wengge! If you still do n’t make a hand, if you do n’t do your best, things will become someone else. Even if you get the last treasure, that’ s it to stay in the city.

It's better than being captured by outsiders. "

Wimne frowned, he was a proud man, and he wanted him to join forces to fight against the enemy.

What's more, the hostile person is still a young man who looks younger than them. Even if he can finally win, he is very aggrieved.

However, Wenger also knew that when he was not hesitant now, he roared up and skyrocketed.

The power of the free wind is constantly condensed towards the body, which is exactly the same as the girl who has the style of the wind magic to assist the teammates.

In Mo Xiangyi's shock and Yansan's surprised eyes, the magician Wenger rushed to the young man who held the sword.

Under the blessing of the wind magic, even if the speed is not as good as the outbreak, it is not much slower.

When Wenger came to Yiran, there was a hot flame on her body.

Inside the wind, the speed of Wengge is as fast as possible.

The most important thing is Wenger's physique, which can bear the outbreak of the two series of magic!

Sun Haoning was stunned. Where is this fucking?

And the double magician!

Yi Ran looked at the Wenger who came from the Running attack, and thought: "This seems to be regarded as a magic martial arts double repair?"

Wengge was wearing a robe, but his movements were open and united, and it looked like a robe thug.

Not only does it have no half -filaments, there are strange free and easy.

Wimne came to Yi Ran and jumped up five feet directly, and then strode towards Yi Ran.

Yi Ran took a step back, Wengge stepped on the ground directly, the fire elements spread away, the grass was cut off within a few feet, and the ground was scorched black.

With no merit, Wenger's right fist swept away, and the fist was dragged out of a semi -circular fire.

Without touching the light of the clothes, Iran's corner showed signs of carbonization.

Winning two moves in succession, Wenger was not angry or annoyed, but showed a strong sense of war.

Smile with Yi Ran, it instantly changed color in a smile, and the elements and fire elements were violent.

The fire element formed a fireball in the air, and the wind element turned into air currents surrounding Yiran.

Wenger gritted his teeth and broke into cold sweat, and his face instantly turned extremely pale. It was obvious that this outburst was a bit too much for him to bear.

However, this shocked Sun Haoning and at the same time he no longer dared to hide his shame.

The silver light on his body was as strong as a substance, like a god of war wearing silver armor, and his speed was more than 30% faster.

It directly exceeded the limit of Wenger's mental detection, and it was difficult to see Sun Haoning's boxing path clearly.

Both of them were shocked by the other's extreme explosion, but it was a pity that the target of their attack was Yiran.

The majestic true energy moved and released at will, and the plain clothes all over his body swayed, being held up in a full circle.

Mo Xiangyi was stunned, Yiran's inner energy was so pure and strong!

Sun Haoning punched Yiran on the back, and all he could see was that the plain clothes were like ripples on the water, and then there was no movement.

Wenger's offensive was extremely frightening. He used magic to enter martial arts, and his momentum and destructive power should not be underestimated.

Moreover, the airflow formed by the wind element surrounded Yiran's side, restricting his movements.

The fireball formed in the air was far from comparable to ordinary fireball techniques. Along with Wenger's move, it bombarded Yiran at the same time.

Yiran's energy shook, and the long sword came out of his hand, drawing an arc above his head, drawing a mysterious arc, and smashed all the fireballs into mid-air.

At the same time, both arms suddenly punched out, striking together with Wenger's fists condensed with flames.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Haoning was pushed back by the abundant energy. The fireball in the air was scattered and then condensed again. Wenger's fists trembled slightly and the flames in his fists were difficult to revive for a while.

The three people who were fighting fiercely had blood flowing out of their mouths at the same time.

Yiran smiled, wiped away a wisp of blood with his thumb, and said, "Do you want to continue?"

Sun Haoning completely ignored the blood dripping from his mouth and shouted in a low voice: "You are using Qi to control objects! It's impossible. It is impossible for the Wuzong to pull weapons through Qi machines and have such power."

Wenger wiped away the blood with the cuffs of his robe, squinting his eyes and looking heavy. Naturally, he was not a martial arts cultivator and he did not understand the difficulty of a martial cultivator to obtain a weapon.

Yiran grinned and said something that made everyone present want to beat him to death: "It's just a sword, isn't it difficult?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xiangyi couldn't look directly at Yiran anymore. He squatted down and covered his face with his hands, lying on his legs. He didn't know whether it was helplessness or shyness.

When Sun Haoning heard Yiran's words, his powerful energy suddenly stopped and stagnated for a moment.

If it were in a battle, this moment would be enough for him to be killed dozens of times, which shows the shock in his heart.

Wenger on the side also wanted to beat this guy to death for pretending to be cool in front of him again and again.

But he also knew in his heart that even if he and Sun Haoning joined forces, it would be difficult to take down this young man.

But I couldn't let go and said harshly: "I'm going to give you something like this today. You won't be able to swallow this breath."

"The most important thing for our monks is this tone! I am already at a disadvantage when I am besieging you today."

"But even if we know we are defeated, we still have to compete in the end so that we can understand the real gap."

Sun Haoning clenched his fists that were bloody and fleshy, and then raised his inner strength. Everything was unspeakable.
Chapter completed!