The Great Song Dynasty: the First Talented Woman in the Beginning Flickered Through the Ages

Duan Xuerou was startled. She remembered now that her actions just now were too naive. It is impossible to stop Lin Hong by herself. His martial arts have reached the status of a master!

Both of them are masters of martial arts in the world, enough to start a sect!

In the face of such an offensive, no one in the world dares to say that they can be safe.

Yang Yi's face was calm, as if he could not see this fierce offensive.

The two of them were already within a foot of Yang Yi in an instant.

Fang La's face became more and more solemn, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

next moment.

Roar!

With a sound like a dragon roar bursting out from ancient times, Lin Hong, the two of them shrank their eyes, only to see a pale golden dragon-shaped phantom suddenly appear on Yang Yi's body.

"The dragon swings its tail!"

Yang Yi let out a long roar, and the terrifying True Qi suddenly slanted out, and it was mighty and mighty, like a demon god descended into the world.

boom!

The violent roar, the terrifying infuriating might, made the two of them unable to hold on at all, like a broken rag doll flying upside down!

Yang Yi's eyes were awe-inspiring, his arm swung, and a great force poured out. The spear in his hand shot out like an arrow from the string, piercing the air and shooting at Lin Hong!

He didn't even look at it, and immediately stepped on the ground, the ground shattered, and the whole person burst out, rushing towards Fang La!

Fang La didn't dare to be careless, and waited patiently.

Yang Yi pushed the front palm with the back palm, and the palm force was like a raging tide, overwhelming and overwhelming, pressing down on Fang La like an overwhelming force!

This terrifying palm technique made Fang La extremely frightened. He roared angrily, the blood on his body boiled, his face immediately flushed red, the golden saber in his hand buzzed, the saber intent boiled, and light flashed on the sharp blade.

Fang La raised his hand and stabbed the blade in the air, as if the sky was about to be torn apart. There was no one around, and no one dared to get involved in their battlefield!

The pale golden dragon-shaped phantom roared out of Yang Yi's body, and the two parted at one touch.

boom!

Fang La's figure shot back!

boom!

He hit the ground heavily, blood flying.

Yang Yi didn't have time to stop, there was a wind in his ears, and Lin Hong's sword power had arrived.

His face was calm, the back of his head seemed to have eyes, and he turned slightly to avoid the fatal blow.

Lin Hong's eyes widened, and he just twisted his body in the air.

laugh!

Countless sword shadows filled the air, so quickly that people couldn't see the real sword!

Yang Yi's eyes were cold, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and the mellow True Qi boiled out from his body!

"Kang Long has regrets!"

Lin Hong's pupils dilated, in his eyes, everything between heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared, only this white palm like a woman's palm remained. He is covered!

boom!

Lin Hong's body exploded.

Bang!

He slammed into a rock, the rock shattered, and the smoke burst.

Lin Hong's chest collapsed and heaved slightly, obviously he couldn't survive.

Yang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, a grand master!

Chapter 0784 Does the lord want to take the slave home?

Lin Hong exhaled a lot and took in less, and he was already stepping into the gate of hell with one foot.

After Fang La slapped the palm of the hand, the meridians in his entire body were broken. At this time, he was paralyzed on the ground, and he had completely lost his combat power!

Wang Dong hurriedly shouted: "The leader of the thief Fang La is dead! Don't you wait and surrender!"

The Manichaeans who were charging on the battlefield suddenly panicked.

Even their emperor Fang La is dead, what are they still selling?

Fang Tianding was extremely flustered, even his father was defeated by Yang Yi, what else are they worth fighting?

The morale of the soldiers of Shenwuwei was high.

"Kill!" The cry of killing was overwhelming.

The eyes of these Shenwuwei are cold and awe-inspiring, the spears in their hands are poking out, and they are constantly reaping the lives of these people!

A light rain fell in the air, washing away the scene like Shura hell on the ground. The raindrops fell, mixed with blood and water, and the stump was broken and the arm looked bloody.

Although those Manichaeans looked brave, they were in fact over-brainwashed and overdrawn their energy by cooperating with the secret methods of Manichaeism.