The avatar is flying, but at this time, there is no trace of Wang Zhen in the wind roar array.

After a wave of magical powers, I saw that Wang Zhen suddenly appeared in front of Muqingzhu’s bitter roots, and the broadsword in his hand took the lead and cut it towards the bitter roots
Looking at the fierce Wang Zhen’s bitter root consciousness, he offered the red beads in his hand. Unfortunately, Wang Zhen’s instantaneous kamikaze was scattered by the beads, but it was instantly converged. In front of Wang Zhen, a long knife in his hand filled the air with Shaqi, and a knife penetrated the bitter root and the protective avatar would be scored.
"pa-pa"
Bitter roots are as soft as a noodle, and the vitality disappears instantly.
"Damn it, I have something to do with a head-on encounter. What is your sneak attack?" His brother suddenly detonated the anger that had been suppressed in John Cloud’s heart before he died one by one
Outside the large array, Jade Duxiu looked at SIRS Taiyuan Daodi and shook his head slightly. "If you want to die, you will become you. If you don’t die, Taiyuan Daodao will be like a robbery."
In the large array, Wang Zhen’s eyes suddenly changed, and a black lotus flower flashed on his forehead for a moment, and a long knife was flagrantly chopped at John Cloud, giving up all his defenses.
"Die for me."
John cloud in the whole body a colorful shekinah flow quickly towards Wang Zhen impact.
"poof"
Blood spatter
It’s Wang Zhen and Hanyun.
At this time, Wang Zhen looked at John Cloud and had a chance to see that the colorful shekinah number was actually a ribbon with five colors.
"What?" Looking at the chest long Dao Han Yun has too many puzzles, and a pair of eyes stare at Wang Zhen intensely.
John cloud can’t imagine that his blow has penetrated each other’s chest, and what’s wrong with each other and what’s fighting capacity, otherwise he won’t relax his defense at that moment.
Chapter 1157 Wang Zhen mind bamboo mourning.
Hanyun is dead, and he died unsatisfied.
Even the Godsworn in the realm of nature, the Godsworn will lose his fighting power in an instant after being penetrated by a blow. What’s worse, he is just a mortal? After being punctured by his magic weapon, he should be dead by rights.
John Yun couldn’t understand it because he couldn’t understand it, so John Yun died.
"John cloud division" side wood bamboo froze a pair of eyes gawking at John cloud body.
"master"
The tears in the eyes of the old seven burst into tears and tore their hearts out.
"What? What is it? " Mu Qingzhu’s eyes stared at Wang Zhen for a moment, and the avatar in his hand was suddenly offered with a stick in his hand.
It is an eternal truth that the other party suffered a blow from Hanyun, although there was no death, it must be a great reduction in combat effectiveness. It is even more time-consuming not to kill the other party at this time.
Looking at the blow to the bamboo stick, Wang Zhen evaded the bamboo stick in the blink of an eye. A pair of eyes looked at Mu Qingzhu contemptuously. "Do you want to know anything?"
"What?" The bamboo stick returned from work and was caught by Mu Qingzhu desperately.
"People can escape fate." Mu Qingzhu sneered for a moment but saw the whole body suddenly crawling with skin, and the chest injury healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wang Zhen looks seriously injured, but it’s just a superficial skin injury.
"This is" Mu Qingzhu’s pupil shrinks for a moment, and his bamboo stick flies out and rolls up the old seven John clouds’ body, which breaks through the wind roar array and escapes.
Outside SIRS Taiyuan Daodi looked at the wind roar array and chattered about it at this time.