Liang Wu spit out turbid air, hoarse channel: "Ready to evacuate."

He didn't have to choose ...

"yes..."

Although the rest are unwilling, they nodded.

But at this time, Bai Ye moved here.

Although there is no Tasita god sword, he still has abandoned swords and Lihuang Sword.

If there is no power of World War I, it is obviously false.

What's more, the members of these nine unparalleled groups are not popular.

After watching Bai Ye swallowing a elixir, then sacrificing the whole body's divine power on his arms, lowered his voice and drank: "Wait, listen, help me kill the enemy!"

The members of the Jiuzun Wushuang group were all on the side, sweeping the white night, and when they saw the abandoned sword in his hand, they all hesitated for a while.

They looked at each other, and seemed to be doing communication. After a while, people broke away, and they raised their palms to take a shot.

Bang!

A circle of surrounded soul power turned into a print, born from the top of everyone, drawn a beautiful arc in the air, and then smashed on the group of Xuan Tian souls who rushed in front.

Just look at those souls after being hit by this printed, everything of them has slowed down.

As if the passage of time has become extremely slow.

But everyone could not smell the intention of the time of time.

What's going on?

People are shocked around.

But in the next second, Bai Ye's abandoned sword has been split and killed.

Clamp!

The huge abandoned sword qi cut it horizontally like crescent, and in a blink of an eye, this crowd was penetrated.

Oh!

Blood light is rushing to the sky.

Deadly filled.

The crowds of this crowd are all cut off by tens of thousands of Xuan Tianqiang.

The scene is extremely bloody and horrible.

"What?"

The crowd of Daliang City, who wants to escape, saw such a horrible scene, all of them changed.

"Very good, come again!"

Bai Ye's eyes were stunned, and the pale face showed a full madness, and the man was growing.

The members of the Jiuzun Wushuang group established a re -sacrifice method to restrain the people who came.

With these nine people helping, what Bai Ye had to do at the moment is only one point.

That is harvest!

In the face of abandoning the sword, anyone's defense is like a paper.

Anyone is like tofu ...

Countless strong men who fell from the air, and countless blood splashed the sky.

At this end, Hei Yuan and Sifang Xuanzhu have fought.

The Master of the Sifang Xuan was hit by Bai Ye. Because of the force of the dead dragon sword, the state was not good.

The two of them were not allowed to do with each other, the sky was dark, and no one dared to approach.

But even so, Sifang Xuanzhu still pays attention to the situation here.

"Xiao Angel, help quickly, erase the white night."

Seeing that the situation is not good, the Sifang Xuan Lord sinks down.

"yes!"

Angel Xiao was rushing to drink with a punch.

But at the moment he rushed towards Bai Ye, all the unparalleled members of Bai Ye's body over there looked at the Angel Angel of Zhaoshi.

At a glance, Angels instantly felt that people were falling into the ice cellar, trembling cold ...

"Hold him!"

At this time, I only listened to Bai Ye and drank a low.

The members of the Jiuzun Wushuang group did not speak, but the strength was already the Angel Angel who accumulated over there.

boom...

The flood -like thick divine power strikes, shaking the void.
Chapter completed!