Chapter 130: The first experience of the blue sky, bad reviews!

Chapter 130: The first experience of the blue sky, bad reviews!

There are a total of seventeen ambush reinforcements in Xiannongzong, which is huge and full of fighting spirit. Unfortunately... they only have such an advantage. Their hard power is too weak. There are only two three-person monks in the 17th reinforcements, and the rest are only two realms.

In addition, ‘Xin Nong Zong’ was originally known as the battlefield, and it is doubtful that the seventeen people can exert much destructive power.

At this time... Uncle Xiannong’s figure flew from the rear. There are a pair of cyan boots on his feet, which is obviously a piece of instrument. With this instrument, he can bite behind the Anzhi Mojun, even faster than the Big Beijing Barber!

Of course, there are also reasons why the Jingba demon dog does not have the full force to pursue it - to the big demon of this level, the ingenuity is not worse than human beings. It saw that there was friction between Uncle Xiannong and Anzhi Mojun, and the music was cheaper in the back, ready to let the uncle fight for a head.

The uncle of Xiannongzong did not arrive, and the voice first arrived: "On, this is the guy in the black fog who robbed the Soviet Union's A-16! Get him!"

Then, the uncle screamed and leaped high, and the body was rotated into the corner of the poison dragon, drilling to the Anzhi Mojun. A shot is a big move.

Seventeen sects of Xiannong Zong immediately followed the attack and applied methods.

Because only four of the monks have the ability to sword. Therefore, in addition to the three gatekeepers with bows and arrows, most of the remaining Xiannongzong monks can only leaping as high as the uncle, and shoulders!

Together with the uncle, a total of 18 Xiannongzong monks, all of them jumped five stories high and vigorously attacked. They raised their hands and raised their fists, and the various light effects were more spectacular than the modern martial arts films.

Then, they always caused ... 0 damage to the Anzhi Mojun.

The Anzhi Mojun in midair just sneered, the black concentrated atomization was actually propped up, and the 356-degree circular defense without dead ends.

‘叮叮叮’ was a squeaking sound, and the attacks of the monks and priests of the Xiannong sects only a fuss in the round defense.

Then, by the gravity of the earth, these monks fell back to the ground.

Anzhi Mojun did not put these weak chickens in his eyes. His eyes plunged into the distance. The big Jingba spit his tongue and approached him quickly.

With ten more breaths, Big Jingba can bite him again.

"Five breaths have to solve these weak chickens!"

"Drink!" He sipped, and the circular defense exploded and turned into hundreds of black short swords.

"Go!" Anzhi Mojun sipped, and hundreds of black short swords, like the piranhas, lived and swayed, and split away to the 18th Xiannongzong monks.

Brushing brush... A series of sharp-edged cuts ** the sound, blood arrogant, screaming again and again.

After a breath...

In addition to the uncle and two of the three products of the Xiannong Zong, the rest of the Xiannongzong members have all fallen to the ground, each with dozens of sword wounds.

One face is killed by the majority, can only say ... is not the doorman of Xiannong Zong!

"The monks of more than four products are really bad to deal with." Uncle Xian Nongzong hated the bite.

驭剑法门, four product monks. In the ancient times, the four-character monks were also called ‘virtual monks,’ and they could condense Jindan in one step and become the five-golden emperor.

They are so many people, but they are not the enemy of each other.

Damn, their strongest reinforcements are still on the road, and it will take some time to arrive!

Be sure to stay on, at least until the ‘正能’ brother arrived.

When I thought about it, the uncle looked up at the center of the black fog: "Hey?"

Because the black atomization of the guard body attacked the swordfish group, the black fog dissipated, and finally revealed the true face of the Anzhi Mojun. It was a short-haired man in red armor, and his face was covered with a black mist, which made him look naked.

But this is not the point, the focus is on the person behind the Anzhi Mojun - there is a huge tail behind the Anzhi Mojun, turned into a big hand is holding a person.

It stands to reason that the one who was arrested should be the little girl named 'Sushi A Sixteen'.

But now, the uncle's big eyes saw a little white face man.

"Cheats!" Uncle pointed to Song Shuhang roaring: "Bastard, how are you, Su Shi A-16?!"

"Hey?" Anzhi Mojun is also a glimpse, turning his head to look at the ‘humanoids’ on his tail.

"Oh... vomit." Song Shuhang sneered.

He has dreamed of flying into the sky for countless times.

When he wants to come, he may be driving a plane, such as an eagle hitting the sky, in the sky.

Or wait for yourself to learn to fly the sword, step on the sword, and laugh at Jiuzhou!

What a dazzling picture?

But he did not expect that his first real flight in the air would be forced by others to force the clouds. Moreover, the big hand of the demon's tail was still firmly grasping him, and he swayed fiercely along the way, almost squeezing out his internal organs.

This blue sky first experience, thirty-two bad reviews! All of a sudden, his dream of ‘good man will hit the blue sky’ will be broken!

How full is the ideal, but the reality is cruel.

"Not a Soviet Union's sixteen?" asked An Zhirui.

"Oh." Song Shuhang used a mocking sneer to express his complex mood at this time.

"It’s not A.16. When I called the ‘Su’s descendants’, what should you drink when you ran out?” Anzhi Mojun angered.

"...hehe." After a moment of silence, Song Shuhang decided to go back to mocking and laughing. Your uncle, I only returned a sentence ‘who’, okay? With this point, you think that I am Su Shi’s sixteen, have you arrested me?

"There is a problem with the target, we withdraw!" Xian Nongzong's ridiculous uncle decided decisively, sinking.

As for this **** liar, is death alive? He only manages Su Shi’s sixteen!

Anzhi Mojun paused for two breaths...

"Oh, interesting, interesting!" Suddenly, the devil laughed, no one knows what he is thinking now, what is funny?

"Oh! Sword!" At this time, Song Shuhang hardly pinched the Fu Bao in his pocket and activated it.

It was too tightly handcuffed by the demon's hand before, and he managed to pinch the ‘sword symbol’ with his fingers. When he was surprised at the moment, he finally found the opportunity to use [Swords].

The sword symbol was activated, and an illusory figure emerged behind Song Shuhang. The figure stood proudly and stood gazing at the Anzhi Monarch.

Subsequently, the figure refers to the sword, according to the will of Song Shuhang, to the sword of the roots of the Anzhi Mojun.

The sly sword light excites and firmly locks the Anzhi Mojun. In the eyes of the demon, there is only one such sword left between heaven and earth, and no other things are seen.

This is a Fubao made by a master of the Tao, this sword light is a subtle sword!

However, the master of the Fu Dao is not high, at least in the manufacture of this Fu Bao, has not condensed Jin Dan to promote the Emperor. Therefore, the power of this sword is only the power of the three-character monk.

But Anzhi Mojun can not look down on this Jianguang, the power is only three products, but this sword light is a delicate sword, and if he is not careful, he said that he will not turn over the gutter!