"Fight to the death. Courage is commendable!"
In the distance, the figure in the virtual space looks young, and Yang Wu’s face is still calm. He saw the change of Yang Wu at a glance. This is to burn his only remaining vitality and let himself sublimate to the peak of his life. However, the result is very heavy. It blooms for a moment as bright as fireworks, and then life fades like fireworks. But he is calm. Even if he sublimates to the extreme, can he still compete with the martial arts avatar?
Knock!
The outbreak of the war is like the handover of high school clouds by Jin Ge. At this moment, the clouds directly burst. Yang Wu coughed up blood and flew out holding a spear. Both hands burst. war spear almost flew out and a series of blood beads fell from the sky. Even if he burned his life to the extreme, he didn’t come to rival Wudao Avatar. This is an insurmountable mountain. Avatar is an ant. Not to say that.
There was a big hole in the earth, and the earth cracked where Yang Wu hit his body.
"General!"
Liuzhou, all Liang Jun discoloration this scene is desperate, even if Yang Wu is extremely sublimated, it is not an enemy of the other party.
"kill!"
Yang Wu got up from the ruins, his long hair and armor were all broken and stained with blood. However, his eyes were bright and his fighting spirit rushed to the sky like an unbeaten god of war, but he was defeated in the end. However, the unyielding man fought in the battlefield and died in fear. This is a belief and a will …
"yi! Hey! ……”
War spear broke Yang Wu’s initiative to cull that figure in the virtual distance. There was a fear in the past that made people move.
"General!" There’s a general on the tower with a red eye. That’s following veteran Yang Wu.
"You are very good! You are qualified to know my name. Remember that the person who killed you is Fu Yi! "
At this time, the hazy figure in the virtual mouth looked at Yang Wu and told Yang Wu that his name was always the enemy, but Yang Wu’s strength was far from him, but this will and integrity also made him move, and he also raised a little respect and appreciation for Yang Wu. From the light sound, his figure was still blurred.
"bang!"
The golden spear stabbed but stopped for a moment. Fu Yi stretched out his right hand and directly grabbed the other end of war spear. Then he shook war spear and threw Yang Wu directly with war spear. This gap is too big. Before Fu Yi, Yang Wu is like a child who just learned to walk. Adults fight.
"Boom!"
Yang Wu’s body smashed a mountain, and the mountains were blown to pieces, and the rocks were rolling.
"mighty!" "mighty!" "mighty!"
It sounded like a tsunami. It was a distant asaps army behind Fu Yi. More than 100,000 people saw Fu Yi’s great power and felt great momentum.
"Kill yourself. I’ll leave your body."
Fu Yi stands in the void. At this moment, he is no longer hazy around him. He is a middle-aged man with a small beard. His eyes are dark and bright as stars. He has an unsheathed sword around his waist.
"Ahem ….." Yang Wu knelt down on his right hand and coughed up blood in war spear’s mouth. "I’ve never known how to write the word" kill myself "in my life. Even if I die, I’ll be upright, even if I die, I won’t humiliate you. Those who ask for it are afraid of war, and I will die if I die!"
Yang Wu propped up from the ruins with war spear and looked at the virtual Fu Yi slowly. At this moment, everyone was afraid of death. This is Yang Wu.
"General!"
Many people in Liuzhou have red eyes and a great sadness in their hearts. Therefore, when Yang Wu was miserable, his hands were bloody, and they saw Yang Wuyuan returning to the peak, and his black hair turned white slowly. Looking at Yang Wu holding war spear and pouncing on Fu Yi, several people felt that their hearts were blocked badly. The strength difference between Yang Wu and Fu Yi was too big to know, but this suicide was sad!
Fu Yi didn’t speak, but at this moment he shot his right hand and pointed out that he had shot a sword finger.
The sword finger pops up like a silvery white meteor, dazzling to the extreme, and soon Yang Wu takes his eyebrows straight in front of him. Yang Wu’s body is standing on its head and feels threatened with death. This sword finger comes too fast, and some reactions don’t come. Besides, he finds that the surrounding area has become sticky, and his movement has slowed down several times, which is bound by a force. This is Fu Yi’s blockade. If he is a general fighter, I’m afraid his body has been set in place by Fu Yi.
"I, Yang Wu, vowed to learn martial arts all my life, and slaughtered all Han’s foreign people to pay homage to people’s spirits, but now my enemy is in front of me, but I lost …"
At this moment, a pessimism and despair rose in Yang Wu’s heart. He studied martial arts all his life, but he couldn’t break the realm of martial arts avatar. The sword finger kept enlarging in the line of sight, and the skin between the eyebrows shook violently. At last, Yang Wu’s eyebrows cracked and blood flowed out. The sword finger hasn’t been shot yet, but the firm but gentle sword has split his flesh and blood. It takes a moment for his eyebrows to be penetrated.
"bang!"
At this moment, a silver gun with a handle appeared horizontally in front of Yang Wu, blocking this sword finger.
"Dragon!"
Yang Wu looked at Zhao Yun leng in front of him.
"How many years have the generals been fighting for horses? Today, they don’t fight side by side!"
Zhaoyun turned his head and looked at Yang Wu with a kind of elegant demeanor.
Chapter 32 Lost to the enemy
"Dragon!"
Yang Wu looked startled at the appearance of Zhao Yun in front of him. He didn’t know that he was going to die, but he was saved by Zhao Yun. The gap between him and Fu Yi was too big, even if he did his best to sublimate, but Zhao Yun appeared and blocked Fu Yi’s attack. This is very surprising. It rarely shows Zhao Yun’s strength. His heart vibrated. He knew that Zhao Yun had a half-step martial art avatar at a young age, but he always regarded Zhao Yun as a general half-step martial art avatar ..
"Captain Zhao!"
Liuzhou, several Liang Jun also stunned at this moment suddenly fight zhaoyun in the virtual.
"Who are you?" Fu Yi is also one leng. He just said that a sword means enough to kill Yang Wu. I didn’t expect a person to die halfway. Then I looked at Zhao Yunyin, a silver gun and a fengshen jade in front of Yang Wu with a kind of elegant demeanor, which made people look at him with a little more seriousness. Although it was a sword, it had reached the level of martial arts avatar, but the means were blocked by Zhao Yunyi and it was not very difficult to see Zhao Yunyang.
"Zhao Yun!"
"Zhaoyun ….." Fu Yi chanting and then look at Yang Wu "or the whole Liuzhou, just the two of you have a life-and-death qualification"
"Whoever dies and fights knows how to kill … Ang!" Zhaoyun’s pistol is like a dragon, accompanied by a high dragon and a silver dragon. It’s zhaoyun’s attack, and the man and the gun become one. A hundred-foot-long silver dragon pounces on Fu Yi!
"Bang … bang …"
A Jin Ge handover ring Fu Yi shot a palm and collided with Zhao Yun. The virtual image was that the clouds exploded and burst into bright light. Zhao Yun’s figure flew out hundreds of meters before stopping. The helmet fell off, and his right hand trembled with a silver gun.
On the other side, Fu Yi’s figure stands tall and motionless like a mountain, but if you look closely, you will find that Fu Yi’s eyes are a little more serious and there is a blood stain on the palm of his right hand. Fu Yi looked down at the light blood stain on the palm of his right hand, which was just drawn when he played Zhao Yun.
"I can’t believe that one day I will be a half-step martial arts avatar warrior who suffers. You are the first one." Fu Yi looked up at Zhao Yun. "You are very good. You will definitely reach my level in time. I am not your opponent. It’s a pity that you will die here today …"
"Brush!"
In the virtual, Fu Yi’s faint mouth seems to be talking to himself. Many people are puzzling, but as Fu Yi’s words fall, he will see that Fu Yi’s body has disappeared in situ. He has stepped out and appeared in front of Zhao Yun hundreds of meters away. This is Fu Yi’s initiative …
"Hey!"
That virtual twisted a fist, white as jade wrapped in crimson light, aimed at Zhao Yun, and it was simple and direct, without too much ingenuity, but it was real.
"General!"
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