"It seems that he went directly to the innermost part. He didn't touch anything in these side halls."
"I don't know either. He suddenly fell from the ceiling. This guy may be the boss of the liberation realm. You must be careful!"
The Ninja King remained silent, but his eyes seemed to become colder.
"Fortunately, he didn't touch it. Otherwise, wouldn't our trip have been in vain?"
"%#&》%#%"
The footsteps were heavy and the steps were as fast as flying. They looked like Shaolin monks from the movies. They leaped high and passed over the heads of the Wudang disciples. The silver-horned sticks smashed into the pursuing pursuers with the sound of tearing the sky. Behind the crowd…
boom! !
"Right."
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
"clang!!"
As he hurried to the next fork in the road, he suddenly heard bursts of fighting sounds coming from the front, and Ouyang Qing's rapid roar came over him frequently: "Back off!"
In the third side hall after passing through the circular hall, thirteen monks holding silver-horned sticks talked loudly while dealing with the shadow warriors and two clone ninjas who appeared in this side hall.
Boom! !
yes!
call! !
"but… "
What appeared in the sight of the Thirteen Stick Monk was not the masked ninja in black clothes and black trousers, nor the faint shadow of the shadow ninja. Six sets of golden golden armor were evenly put on a ninja, with his head, The feet are all wrapped up, like a golden golden war god.
call! !
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
"It seems that he went directly to the innermost part. He didn't touch anything in these side halls."
The monk in his arms was also injured. He watched motionlessly as the Ninja King fell nearby, and raised his right arm ruthlessly and decisively!
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
The footsteps were heavy and the steps were as fast as flying. They looked like Shaolin monks from the movies. They leaped high and passed over the heads of the Wudang disciples. The silver-horned sticks smashed into the pursuing pursuers with the sound of tearing the sky. Behind the crowd…
"If we hadn't been killed by the bastards who kidnapped the darts last time, our Thirteen Stick Monks wouldn't have ended up in this situation. Even if we weren't as good as the one inside, we wouldn't have wasted so much on even a few ninjas. time."
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
Without a moment's notice, he bumped into the King of Ninja hard!
snort! !
"Don't let me touch that bastard in the future! Killing him only once will not eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
They knew the strength between their brothers best. One punch knocked them both out of their ability to fight. The strength of the Ninja King...
Boom! ! !
That's too late!
boom! !
When mentioning what happened at the foot of Songshan Mountain, half of the people were filled with indignation and half were silent!
call! ! !
At close range, the Ninja King finally couldn't bear the harassment of the arrows. He glared angrily and gave up one shot. He flew high like a big bird and rushed towards the group of people at Caiyimen.
"%#&》%#%"
The monk in his arms was also injured. He watched motionlessly as the Ninja King fell nearby, and raised his right arm ruthlessly and decisively!
The footsteps were heavy and the steps were as fast as flying. They looked like Shaolin monks from the movies. They leaped high and passed over the heads of the Wudang disciples. The silver-horned sticks smashed into the pursuing pursuers with the sound of tearing the sky. Behind the crowd…
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
"Hold!"
Without a moment's notice, he bumped into the King of Ninja hard!
yes!
The four sects were all sensible people and had secretly formed an offensive and defensive alliance. Seeing the disciples of the Wudang Sect in distress, the Thirteen-stick Monk did not hesitate to carry his silver-horned stick and rush forward to support them.
not good!
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
Without a moment's notice, he bumped into the King of Ninja hard!
"So fast!!"
His bloated body seemed to be covered with a set of dazzling dark armor, and he was carrying a huge purple-red ax in both hands. He looked as if he was not inferior to the Ninja King in terms of power and appearance.
The Ninja King remained silent, but his eyes seemed to become colder.
The eleven stick monks behind them all looked horrified at the same time.
If the three brocade boxes were still there, how could they, the Thirteen-stick Monks, be in such a situation now? You have to be on the famous list, the dragon list, and so on.
"but… "
"Don't!"
Whoosh!
snort! !
At close range, the Ninja King finally couldn't bear the harassment of the arrows. He glared angrily and gave up one shot. He flew high like a big bird and rushed towards the group of people at Caiyimen.
"Don't let me touch that bastard in the future! Killing him only once will not eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
Boom! !
Ding! ! !
The words have not yet been spoken…
"come!"
The monk in his arms was also injured. He watched motionlessly as the Ninja King fell nearby, and raised his right arm ruthlessly and decisively!
Just in time to see 'One Tube' being easily blasted against the wall by the Ninja King again, the rocks shattered on the ground, and he was beaten twice like a doormat. 'One Tube' became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he urged While Gu Nei's strength compensated for the armor, he roared and rushed forward again.
Ding! ! !
While talking, the cooperation of the group of people never slackened. With experience, they quickly killed the shadow warriors and clone ninjas, took the loot, and turned around to leave.
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
Several people quickly retreated, revealing the firefighter's "one tube".
So strong!
Ichigo's face turned pale, and even his armor couldn't withstand the King of Ninja's angry punches, which hit these brothers and sisters. Then something would happen directly.
"I don't know either. He suddenly fell from the ceiling. This guy may be the boss of the liberation realm. You must be careful!"
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
There were not many side halls, so they wasted no time, hoping to search for as many side halls as possible, so as not to overwhelm their trip to the royal tomb.
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
"not good!"
Whoosh!
What is this!
However…
The eleven stick monks behind them all looked horrified at the same time.
Boom! ! !
However…
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
"not good!"
The Ninja King remained silent, but his eyes seemed to become colder.
boom! !
As he hurried to the next fork in the road, he suddenly heard bursts of fighting sounds coming from the front, and Ouyang Qing's rapid roar came over him frequently: "Back off!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
Boom! Boom!
They knew the strength between their brothers best. One punch knocked them both out of their ability to fight. The strength of the Ninja King...
The monk in his arms was also injured. He watched motionlessly as the Ninja King fell nearby, and raised his right arm ruthlessly and decisively!
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
"I don't know either. He suddenly fell from the ceiling. This guy may be the boss of the liberation realm. You must be careful!"
Only then did Ouyang Qing notice the Thirteen-stick Monk who had come to support him. He let go at first, and then screamed loudly: "Don't get too close..."
snort! !
"We are no match for him, don't get entangled!"
"One tube!"
When mentioning what happened at the foot of Songshan Mountain, half of the people were filled with indignation and half were silent!
"Wait until the others arrive and deal with it together!"
call! !
Huh? !
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
After the harsh metal chirping sound, the Ninja King took half a step back and glanced at a tiny arrow dent that appeared on his arm with an indifferent expression, a flash of anger flashing in his eyes.
When looking at the battlefield again.
A group of Wudang disciples in black-white Taoist robes kept retreating from the fork in this direction, as if they had encountered a terrifying and powerful enemy.
A group of people appeared at the fork in the rear.
"%#&》%#%"
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
Ouyang Qing once again became a fire brigade, snatched out of the crowd, picked up the monk's body and prepared to run.
As a result, the Ninja King was already approaching like the wind.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
The two of them opened left and right and hit the solid walls on both sides of the passage. The huge force directly shocked their internal organs. They both spit out blood and fell to the ground.
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
If the three brocade boxes were still there, how could they, the Thirteen-stick Monks, be in such a situation now? You have to be on the famous list, the dragon list, and so on.
Ichigo's face turned pale, and even his armor couldn't withstand the King of Ninja's angry punches, which hit these brothers and sisters. Then something would happen directly.
Boom! Boom!
When looking at the battlefield again.
Although the individual strength of the Wudang Sect disciples is not as good as any of them, their overall strength is good, and their light skills are superior to them. Could they have encountered a shadow ninja to retreat so quickly? !
Boom! Boom!
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
The Ninja King swayed.
"One tube!"
With the speed and accuracy bonus of Huanglong Bow, one shot is accurate.
"but… "
The Ninja King remained silent, but his eyes seemed to become colder.
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
Shining on a bloated body, the golden fist shadow caused the black body armor to crumble crazily. While it weakened rapidly, it could not completely remove the power. It took several big steps back and hit the wall.
"So fast!!"
"but… "
call! ! !
The four sects were all sensible people and had secretly formed an offensive and defensive alliance. Seeing the disciples of the Wudang Sect in distress, the Thirteen-stick Monk did not hesitate to carry his silver-horned stick and rush forward to support them.
While talking, the cooperation of the group of people never slackened. With experience, they quickly killed the shadow warriors and clone ninjas, took the loot, and turned around to leave.
Golden light suddenly burst out in the air, piercing everyone's eyes.
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
The footsteps were heavy and the steps were as fast as flying. They looked like Shaolin monks from the movies. They leaped high and passed over the heads of the Wudang disciples. The silver-horned sticks smashed into the pursuing pursuers with the sound of tearing the sky. Behind the crowd…
What is this!
not good!
The moment of intersection.
What appeared in the sight of the Thirteen Stick Monk was not the masked ninja in black clothes and black trousers, nor the faint shadow of the shadow ninja. Six sets of golden golden armor were evenly put on a ninja, with his head, The feet are all wrapped up, like a golden golden war god.
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
snort! !
As he hurried to the next fork in the road, he suddenly heard bursts of fighting sounds coming from the front, and Ouyang Qing's rapid roar came over him frequently: "Back off!"
Huh? !
"Fortunately, he didn't touch it. Otherwise, wouldn't our trip have been in vain?"
"One tube!"
All the ax shadows thrown out of the tube fell into the air and struck the afterimage.
"Hold!"
Ding! ! !
Follow the sound.
What appeared in the sight of the Thirteen Stick Monk was not the masked ninja in black clothes and black trousers, nor the faint shadow of the shadow ninja. Six sets of golden golden armor were evenly put on a ninja, with his head, The feet are all wrapped up, like a golden golden war god.
"come!"
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
"Fortunately, he didn't touch it. Otherwise, wouldn't our trip have been in vain?"
If the three brocade boxes were still there, how could they, the Thirteen-stick Monks, be in such a situation now? You have to be on the famous list, the dragon list, and so on.
Boom! ! !
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
What is this!
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
"Right."
Golden light suddenly burst out in the air, piercing everyone's eyes.
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
"come!"
"I don't know either. He suddenly fell from the ceiling. This guy may be the boss of the liberation realm. You must be careful!"
The latter's face was full of bitterness:
Golden light suddenly burst out in the air, piercing everyone's eyes.
Little did he know that the Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
Only then did Ouyang Qing notice the Thirteen-stick Monk who had come to support him. He let go at first, and then screamed loudly: "Don't get too close..."
"Help!"
"but… "
"Hold!"
Ding! !
"Right."
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
The words have not yet been spoken…
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
That's too late!
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
The words have not yet been spoken…
"Wait until the others arrive and deal with it together!"
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
When looking at the battlefield again.
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
However…
The Thirteen Stick Monk thought it was just a shadow ninja or a shadow warrior at first, but when he found out, he couldn't stop the castration.
"Damn..."
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
Ding! ! !
"Hold!"
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
The moment of intersection.
snort! !
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
Ding! ! !
not good!
The latter's face was full of bitterness:
call! !
"Hold!"
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
"Help!"
"Right."
A group of Wudang disciples in black-white Taoist robes kept retreating from the fork in this direction, as if they had encountered a terrifying and powerful enemy.
Whoosh!
"So fast!!"
call! ! !
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
Without a moment's notice, he bumped into the King of Ninja hard!
Several people quickly retreated, revealing the firefighter's "one tube".
boom! !
Only then did Ouyang Qing notice the Thirteen-stick Monk who had come to support him. He let go at first, and then screamed loudly: "Don't get too close..."
If the three brocade boxes were still there, how could they, the Thirteen-stick Monks, be in such a situation now? You have to be on the famous list, the dragon list, and so on.
The two of them opened left and right and hit the solid walls on both sides of the passage. The huge force directly shocked their internal organs. They both spit out blood and fell to the ground.
If the three brocade boxes were still there, how could they, the Thirteen-stick Monks, be in such a situation now? You have to be on the famous list, the dragon list, and so on.
There were not many side halls, so they wasted no time, hoping to search for as many side halls as possible, so as not to overwhelm their trip to the royal tomb.
So strong!
The two of them opened left and right and hit the solid walls on both sides of the passage. The huge force directly shocked their internal organs. They both spit out blood and fell to the ground.
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
"Wait until the others arrive and deal with it together!"
"I can't keep up with the inner energy of the tube!" Feng Wu Caiyi's expression changed: "Get ready to take action!"
The moment of intersection.
"Help!"
Shining on a bloated body, the golden fist shadow caused the black body armor to crumble crazily. While it weakened rapidly, it could not completely remove the power. It took several big steps back and hit the wall.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
When looking at the battlefield again.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
The eleven stick monks behind them all looked horrified at the same time.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
When looking at the battlefield again.
All the ax shadows thrown out of the tube fell into the air and struck the afterimage.
yes!
They knew the strength between their brothers best. One punch knocked them both out of their ability to fight. The strength of the Ninja King...
call out! Xiaoyao reacted the fastest, just raised her hand and shot a few arrows!
Whoosh!
So strong!
"Help!"
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
"Hold!"
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
Boom! Boom!
boom! !
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
What appeared in the sight of the Thirteen Stick Monk was not the masked ninja in black clothes and black trousers, nor the faint shadow of the shadow ninja. Six sets of golden golden armor were evenly put on a ninja, with his head, The feet are all wrapped up, like a golden golden war god.
Little did he know that the Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
Everyone's expression changed again.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
Ding! !
In the dull sound, like a cricket shaking a tree, the opponent did not even sway under the powerful attack of the silver horn stick...
boom! !
What is this!
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
not good!
Although the individual strength of the Wudang Sect disciples is not as good as any of them, their overall strength is good, and their light skills are superior to them. Could they have encountered a shadow ninja to retreat so quickly? !
Everyone's expression changed again.
"I can't keep up with the inner energy of the tube!" Feng Wu Caiyi's expression changed: "Get ready to take action!"
Whoosh!
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
call! ! !
The man pulled away and prepared to back away.
After the harsh metal chirping sound, the Ninja King took half a step back and glanced at a tiny arrow dent that appeared on his arm with an indifferent expression, a flash of anger flashing in his eyes.
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
The two of them opened left and right and hit the solid walls on both sides of the passage. The huge force directly shocked their internal organs. They both spit out blood and fell to the ground.
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
Grinning, he greeted him with a high spirits.
The four sects were all sensible people and had secretly formed an offensive and defensive alliance. Seeing the disciples of the Wudang Sect in distress, the Thirteen-stick Monk did not hesitate to carry his silver-horned stick and rush forward to support them.
When mentioning what happened at the foot of Songshan Mountain, half of the people were filled with indignation and half were silent!
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
As a result, the Ninja King was already approaching like the wind.
not good!
The man pulled away and prepared to back away.
The footsteps were heavy and the steps were as fast as flying. They looked like Shaolin monks from the movies. They leaped high and passed over the heads of the Wudang disciples. The silver-horned sticks smashed into the pursuing pursuers with the sound of tearing the sky. Behind the crowd…
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
boom! !
"Hold!"
"I don't know either. He suddenly fell from the ceiling. This guy may be the boss of the liberation realm. You must be careful!"
Everyone's expression changed again.
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
The eleven stick monks behind them all looked horrified at the same time.
"clang!!"
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
If the three brocade boxes were still there, how could they, the Thirteen-stick Monks, be in such a situation now? You have to be on the famous list, the dragon list, and so on.
"We are no match for him, don't get entangled!"
The moment of intersection.
Whoosh!
"If we hadn't been killed by the bastards who kidnapped the darts last time, our Thirteen Stick Monks wouldn't have ended up in this situation. Even if we weren't as good as the one inside, we wouldn't have wasted so much on even a few ninjas. time."
What appeared in the sight of the Thirteen Stick Monk was not the masked ninja in black clothes and black trousers, nor the faint shadow of the shadow ninja. Six sets of golden golden armor were evenly put on a ninja, with his head, The feet are all wrapped up, like a golden golden war god.
"Help!"
A group of people appeared at the fork in the rear.
Boom! Boom!
Only then did Ouyang Qing notice the Thirteen-stick Monk who had come to support him. He let go at first, and then screamed loudly: "Don't get too close..."
Ouyang Qing once again became a fire brigade, snatched out of the crowd, picked up the monk's body and prepared to run.
Huh? !
Huh? !
Shining on a bloated body, the golden fist shadow caused the black body armor to crumble crazily. While it weakened rapidly, it could not completely remove the power. It took several big steps back and hit the wall.
Boom! ! !
snort! !
"Don't let me touch that bastard in the future! Killing him only once will not eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
"Where did you attract such a perverted BOSS?" Feng Wu Caiyi and others' expressions changed drastically, and they asked several seriously injured Wudang disciples next to them.
Little did he know that the Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
Little did he know that the Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
Follow the sound.
"Help!"
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
The eleven stick monks behind them all looked horrified at the same time.
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
Boom! !
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
Whoosh!
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
A group of Wudang disciples in black-white Taoist robes kept retreating from the fork in this direction, as if they had encountered a terrifying and powerful enemy.
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
snort! !
"but… "
The monk in his arms was also injured. He watched motionlessly as the Ninja King fell nearby, and raised his right arm ruthlessly and decisively!
yes!
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
Follow the sound.
Boom! Boom!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
That's too late!
yes!
"clang!!"
His bloated body seemed to be covered with a set of dazzling dark armor, and he was carrying a huge purple-red ax in both hands. He looked as if he was not inferior to the Ninja King in terms of power and appearance.
Grinning, he greeted him with a high spirits.
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
Huh? !
With a low roar, the Ninja King appeared ten meters away as if he had changed his body. With a few flashes, he quickly approached a group of people at the Caiyi Gate!
The Ninja King swayed.
Boom! !
"clang!!"
"Fortunately, he didn't touch it. Otherwise, wouldn't our trip have been in vain?"
The Ninja King appeared directly behind Ichitun like a ghost.
"We are no match for him, don't get entangled!"
"If we hadn't been killed by the bastards who kidnapped the darts last time, our Thirteen Stick Monks wouldn't have ended up in this situation. Even if we weren't as good as the one inside, we wouldn't have wasted so much on even a few ninjas. time."
Ding! !
Boom! !
Ding! ! !
Boom! Boom!
not good!
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
The Thirteen Stick Monk thought it was just a shadow ninja or a shadow warrior at first, but when he found out, he couldn't stop the castration.
As he hurried to the next fork in the road, he suddenly heard bursts of fighting sounds coming from the front, and Ouyang Qing's rapid roar came over him frequently: "Back off!"
Ding! ! !
After the harsh metal chirping sound, the Ninja King took half a step back and glanced at a tiny arrow dent that appeared on his arm with an indifferent expression, a flash of anger flashing in his eyes.
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
However…
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
"Help!"
boom! !
Follow the sound.
While talking, the cooperation of the group of people never slackened. With experience, they quickly killed the shadow warriors and clone ninjas, took the loot, and turned around to leave.
Boom! !
Several people quickly retreated, revealing the firefighter's "one tube".
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
His bloated body seemed to be covered with a set of dazzling dark armor, and he was carrying a huge purple-red ax in both hands. He looked as if he was not inferior to the Ninja King in terms of power and appearance.
A group of people appeared at the fork in the rear.
The latter's face was full of bitterness:
In the dull sound, like a cricket shaking a tree, the opponent did not even sway under the powerful attack of the silver horn stick...
While talking, the cooperation of the group of people never slackened. With experience, they quickly killed the shadow warriors and clone ninjas, took the loot, and turned around to leave.
"Wait until the others arrive and deal with it together!"
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
"Help!"
"We are no match for him, don't get entangled!"
"So fast!!"
As a result, the Ninja King was already approaching like the wind.
"Where did you attract such a perverted BOSS?" Feng Wu Caiyi and others' expressions changed drastically, and they asked several seriously injured Wudang disciples next to them.
The man pulled away and prepared to back away.
Boom! !
"%#&》%#%"
However…
Everyone's expression changed again.
However…
That's too late!
Whoosh!
"clang!!"
With a low roar, the Ninja King appeared ten meters away as if he had changed his body. With a few flashes, he quickly approached a group of people at the Caiyi Gate!
"Wait until the others arrive and deal with it together!"
Boom! !
"Hold!"
Follow the sound.
A group of people appeared at the fork in the rear.
Boom! !
A group of people appeared at the fork in the rear.
If the three brocade boxes were still there, how could they, the Thirteen-stick Monks, be in such a situation now? You have to be on the famous list, the dragon list, and so on.
A group of Wudang disciples in black-white Taoist robes kept retreating from the fork in this direction, as if they had encountered a terrifying and powerful enemy.
Grinning, he greeted him with a high spirits.
"So fast!!"
The footsteps were heavy and the steps were as fast as flying. They looked like Shaolin monks from the movies. They leaped high and passed over the heads of the Wudang disciples. The silver-horned sticks smashed into the pursuing pursuers with the sound of tearing the sky. Behind the crowd…
Although the individual strength of the Wudang Sect disciples is not as good as any of them, their overall strength is good, and their light skills are superior to them. Could they have encountered a shadow ninja to retreat so quickly? !
However…
The Thirteen Stick Monk thought it was just a shadow ninja or a shadow warrior at first, but when he found out, he couldn't stop the castration.
They knew the strength between their brothers best. One punch knocked them both out of their ability to fight. The strength of the Ninja King...
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
Whoosh!
"One tube!"
"not good!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
The Ninja King disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he happened to be stuck between the two stick monks in the air. He smiled coldly and hit the two of them with two heavy punches in the abdomen.
"Hold!"
The Thirteen Stick Monk thought it was just a shadow ninja or a shadow warrior at first, but when he found out, he couldn't stop the castration.
call! ! !
Several people quickly retreated, revealing the firefighter's "one tube".
"If we hadn't been killed by the bastards who kidnapped the darts last time, our Thirteen Stick Monks wouldn't have ended up in this situation. Even if we weren't as good as the one inside, we wouldn't have wasted so much on even a few ninjas. time."
"%#&》%#%"
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
A blue shadow swept out from behind the crowd at lightning speed!
Seeing that the Ninja King's knife was about to fall on Ouyang Qing, a shrill sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded!
His bloated body seemed to be covered with a set of dazzling dark armor, and he was carrying a huge purple-red ax in both hands. He looked as if he was not inferior to the Ninja King in terms of power and appearance.
Without any suspense, Ouyang Qing was swept against the wall by the Ninja King's kick. After vomiting blood, his bones seemed to be falling apart, and he couldn't get up for a long time;
The Ninja King appeared directly behind Ichitun like a ghost.
"Help!"
"come!"
In the third side hall after passing through the circular hall, thirteen monks holding silver-horned sticks talked loudly while dealing with the shadow warriors and two clone ninjas who appeared in this side hall.
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
yes!
Grinning, he greeted him with a high spirits.
With the speed and accuracy bonus of Huanglong Bow, one shot is accurate.
The words have not yet been spoken…
The Thirteen Stick Monk thought it was just a shadow ninja or a shadow warrior at first, but when he found out, he couldn't stop the castration.
The Ninja King remained silent, but his eyes seemed to become colder.
call out! Xiaoyao reacted the fastest, just raised her hand and shot a few arrows!
"not good!"
The Ninja King remained silent, but his eyes seemed to become colder.
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
Without a moment's notice, he bumped into the King of Ninja hard!
"but… "
Whoosh!
Just in time to see 'One Tube' being easily blasted against the wall by the Ninja King again, the rocks shattered on the ground, and he was beaten twice like a doormat. 'One Tube' became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he urged While Gu Nei's strength compensated for the armor, he roared and rushed forward again.
A blue shadow swept out from behind the crowd at lightning speed!
The moment of intersection.
call! ! !
call out! Xiaoyao reacted the fastest, just raised her hand and shot a few arrows!
Several people quickly retreated, revealing the firefighter's "one tube".
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
While talking, the cooperation of the group of people never slackened. With experience, they quickly killed the shadow warriors and clone ninjas, took the loot, and turned around to leave.
"%#&》%#%"
All the ax shadows thrown out of the tube fell into the air and struck the afterimage.
"but… "
In the third side hall after passing through the circular hall, thirteen monks holding silver-horned sticks talked loudly while dealing with the shadow warriors and two clone ninjas who appeared in this side hall.
"not good!"
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
When looking at the battlefield again.
"If we hadn't been killed by the bastards who kidnapped the darts last time, our Thirteen Stick Monks wouldn't have ended up in this situation. Even if we weren't as good as the one inside, we wouldn't have wasted so much on even a few ninjas. time."
At close range, the Ninja King finally couldn't bear the harassment of the arrows. He glared angrily and gave up one shot. He flew high like a big bird and rushed towards the group of people at Caiyimen.
"If we hadn't been killed by the bastards who kidnapped the darts last time, our Thirteen Stick Monks wouldn't have ended up in this situation. Even if we weren't as good as the one inside, we wouldn't have wasted so much on even a few ninjas. time."
In the third side hall after passing through the circular hall, thirteen monks holding silver-horned sticks talked loudly while dealing with the shadow warriors and two clone ninjas who appeared in this side hall.
What is this!
call! !
The Ninja King appeared directly behind Ichitun like a ghost.
The expression of the Thirteen-stick Shaolin monk changed.
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
Just in time to see 'One Tube' being easily blasted against the wall by the Ninja King again, the rocks shattered on the ground, and he was beaten twice like a doormat. 'One Tube' became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he urged While Gu Nei's strength compensated for the armor, he roared and rushed forward again.
"%#&》%#%"
"Wait until the others arrive and deal with it together!"
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
"Help!"
Shining on a bloated body, the golden fist shadow caused the black body armor to crumble crazily. While it weakened rapidly, it could not completely remove the power. It took several big steps back and hit the wall.
Ouyang Qing once again became a fire brigade, snatched out of the crowd, picked up the monk's body and prepared to run.
boom! !
"Damn..."
Boom! Boom!
"If we hadn't been killed by the bastards who kidnapped the darts last time, our Thirteen Stick Monks wouldn't have ended up in this situation. Even if we weren't as good as the one inside, we wouldn't have wasted so much on even a few ninjas. time."
They knew the strength between their brothers best. One punch knocked them both out of their ability to fight. The strength of the Ninja King...
"Where did you attract such a perverted BOSS?" Feng Wu Caiyi and others' expressions changed drastically, and they asked several seriously injured Wudang disciples next to them.
Ding! !
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
not good!
Boom! Boom!
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
Several people quickly retreated, revealing the firefighter's "one tube".
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
The latter's face was full of bitterness:
"Damn..."
"We are no match for him, don't get entangled!"
"Where did you attract such a perverted BOSS?" Feng Wu Caiyi and others' expressions changed drastically, and they asked several seriously injured Wudang disciples next to them.
Although the individual strength of the Wudang Sect disciples is not as good as any of them, their overall strength is good, and their light skills are superior to them. Could they have encountered a shadow ninja to retreat so quickly? !
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Shining on a bloated body, the golden fist shadow caused the black body armor to crumble crazily. While it weakened rapidly, it could not completely remove the power. It took several big steps back and hit the wall.
After the harsh metal chirping sound, the Ninja King took half a step back and glanced at a tiny arrow dent that appeared on his arm with an indifferent expression, a flash of anger flashing in his eyes.
"I don't know either. He suddenly fell from the ceiling. This guy may be the boss of the liberation realm. You must be careful!"
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
yes!
"Wait until the others arrive and deal with it together!"
Everyone's expression changed again.
The moment of intersection.
When mentioning what happened at the foot of Songshan Mountain, half of the people were filled with indignation and half were silent!
When looking at the battlefield again.
At close range, the Ninja King finally couldn't bear the harassment of the arrows. He glared angrily and gave up one shot. He flew high like a big bird and rushed towards the group of people at Caiyimen.
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
Just in time to see 'One Tube' being easily blasted against the wall by the Ninja King again, the rocks shattered on the ground, and he was beaten twice like a doormat. 'One Tube' became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he urged While Gu Nei's strength compensated for the armor, he roared and rushed forward again.
"come!"
The two of them opened left and right and hit the solid walls on both sides of the passage. The huge force directly shocked their internal organs. They both spit out blood and fell to the ground.
Boom! !
Vaguely, there were many players screaming one after another.
The two of them opened left and right and hit the solid walls on both sides of the passage. The huge force directly shocked their internal organs. They both spit out blood and fell to the ground.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
"not good!"
"%#&》%#%"
"but… "
That's too late!
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
"It seems that he went directly to the innermost part. He didn't touch anything in these side halls."
A blue shadow swept out from behind the crowd at lightning speed!
"Don't let me touch that bastard in the future! Killing him only once will not eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
"I can't keep up with the inner energy of the tube!" Feng Wu Caiyi's expression changed: "Get ready to take action!"
Little did he know that the Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
What is this!
When looking at the battlefield again.
"Hold!"
Little did he know that the Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
yes!
The Ninja King swayed.
call out! Xiaoyao reacted the fastest, just raised her hand and shot a few arrows!
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
Just in time to see 'One Tube' being easily blasted against the wall by the Ninja King again, the rocks shattered on the ground, and he was beaten twice like a doormat. 'One Tube' became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he urged While Gu Nei's strength compensated for the armor, he roared and rushed forward again.
The Ninja King remained silent, but his eyes seemed to become colder.
With the speed and accuracy bonus of Huanglong Bow, one shot is accurate.
The Ninja King appeared directly behind Ichitun like a ghost.
snort! !
His bloated body seemed to be covered with a set of dazzling dark armor, and he was carrying a huge purple-red ax in both hands. He looked as if he was not inferior to the Ninja King in terms of power and appearance.
Ding! ! !
"Damn..."
The four sects were all sensible people and had secretly formed an offensive and defensive alliance. Seeing the disciples of the Wudang Sect in distress, the Thirteen-stick Monk did not hesitate to carry his silver-horned stick and rush forward to support them.
Everyone's expression changed again.
Everyone's expression changed again.
Everyone's expression changed again.
The man pulled away and prepared to back away.
Little did he know that the Ninja King had been paying attention to him for a long time.
At close range, the Ninja King finally couldn't bear the harassment of the arrows. He glared angrily and gave up one shot. He flew high like a big bird and rushed towards the group of people at Caiyimen.
"So fast!!"
Just in time to see 'One Tube' being easily blasted against the wall by the Ninja King again, the rocks shattered on the ground, and he was beaten twice like a doormat. 'One Tube' became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, and he urged While Gu Nei's strength compensated for the armor, he roared and rushed forward again.
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
"Don't!"
"clang!!"
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
A blue shadow swept out from behind the crowd at lightning speed!
Huh? !
With a neat and beautiful knee strike, the monk's body was thrown high, making a cracked shallow pit from the ceiling, and he fell down weakly...
Ichigo's face turned pale, and even his armor couldn't withstand the King of Ninja's angry punches, which hit these brothers and sisters. Then something would happen directly.
yes!
"Fortunately, he didn't touch it. Otherwise, wouldn't our trip have been in vain?"
With the speed and accuracy bonus of Huanglong Bow, one shot is accurate.
call! !
A group of Wudang disciples in black-white Taoist robes kept retreating from the fork in this direction, as if they had encountered a terrifying and powerful enemy.
The words have not yet been spoken…
"but… "
In the third side hall after passing through the circular hall, thirteen monks holding silver-horned sticks talked loudly while dealing with the shadow warriors and two clone ninjas who appeared in this side hall.
The words have not yet been spoken…
Ding! ! !
Ding! ! !
The girl at the head was slowly lowering a golden yellow dragon bow. Obviously, the arrow just shot was fired by this person...
Boom! Boom!
A blue shadow swept out from behind the crowd at lightning speed!
Shining on a bloated body, the golden fist shadow caused the black body armor to crumble crazily. While it weakened rapidly, it could not completely remove the power. It took several big steps back and hit the wall.
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
Ouyang Qing once again became a fire brigade, snatched out of the crowd, picked up the monk's body and prepared to run.
"I can't keep up with the inner energy of the tube!" Feng Wu Caiyi's expression changed: "Get ready to take action!"
call! ! !
Without a moment's notice, he bumped into the King of Ninja hard!
In the third side hall after passing through the circular hall, thirteen monks holding silver-horned sticks talked loudly while dealing with the shadow warriors and two clone ninjas who appeared in this side hall.
The man pulled away and prepared to back away.
Boom! ! !
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the leader of the stick monk quickly swiped the stick at the Ninja King.
Whoosh!
All the ax shadows thrown out of the tube fell into the air and struck the afterimage.
The words have not yet been spoken…
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
Ding! !
An afterimage was left on the spot and appeared directly on Ouyang Qing's retreat. His cold gaze shone through the eye holes of the golden helmet. Ouyang Qing quickly changed from the fear of being targeted by a hunter to being targeted by the god of death. It's cold, and the movement slows down...
Boom! ! !
Ouyang Qing was very aware of the Ninja King's attack power. Seeing that the Shaolin stick monk was injured, he reacted immediately. Several Wudang disciples picked up the seriously injured and weakened Shaolin stick monk and fled without hesitation.
"Be careful! It's the BOSS here! Ninja King!"
"One tube!"
What appeared in the sight of the Thirteen Stick Monk was not the masked ninja in black clothes and black trousers, nor the faint shadow of the shadow ninja. Six sets of golden golden armor were evenly put on a ninja, with his head, The feet are all wrapped up, like a golden golden war god.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
"but… "
Golden light suddenly burst out in the air, piercing everyone's eyes.
Whoosh!
At close range, the Ninja King finally couldn't bear the harassment of the arrows. He glared angrily and gave up one shot. He flew high like a big bird and rushed towards the group of people at Caiyimen.
A cold light flashed under the golden ninja helmet, and he stopped suddenly.
As a result, the Ninja King was already approaching like the wind.
boom! !
"Wu-Tang Clan brothers, don't worry, we are here!"
call out! Xiaoyao reacted the fastest, just raised her hand and shot a few arrows!