Zhuang Fan without demur, in the hand the sickle was dividing to cut to Li Hao, he hid was very long, will fight looks in the eye, particularly saw Jiang Chen to fighting Asura Palace Hall Ling Yi time, making him the impression change to Jiang Chen many, at this moment had the opportunity, oneself jumped to kill Li Hao and Xiu Rui.
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How Li Hao is the Zhuang Fan match who the anger soars to the heavens, in addition unexpected, comes up to be cut an arm, sends out the sharp pitiful yell.
The scene instantaneously changes was livelier, the appearance of Zhuang Fan, probably additive was the same, makes contradictory promote once more, because several side troops the similar goal slaughtered the same place, lets being dazzled that the human looked, so the tactical situation, usually in was really hard to see.
A Jiang Chen person to fighting Ling Yi and Tu Ran, Big Yellow Dog and Ruan Xiong entanglement, the Skyhawk island host has blocked Li Hao and Xiu Rui, if as expected, these two are hard to maintain a livelihood in the Skyhawk island main hand.
Another side, the Ye Hui three people also finally arrived at the desert island, they had found quickly Monk, Monk at this moment, flies high to sit cross-legged to sit, the whole body is fluttering everywhere the golden Sanskrit, the whole person is alive Buddha just like one, the gods and ghosts to the extreme.
„Ha Ha, Monk, suffers to death.”
Ye Hui laughs, turns toward the Monk impact on go, but at this moment, the mutation breaks out, was shutting tightly Monk of both eyes, has opened both eyes suddenly, lasing of two golden light from his pupil, shake void shivers.
Meanwhile, the Monk cassock vibrates, is making a palm to Ye Hui suddenly.
„What?”
Ye Hui that originally attacked, calls out in alarm one hastily, feels the palm strength that Monk attacks, the whole person instantaneously died shadow gives to cover, because he discovered panic-strickenly that this Monk is not beforehand 3-Tier Battle King, but is 4-Tier Battle King.
Bang!
What a pity, Ye Hui did not have the time to think, a Monk palm pats momentously on his body, the Jiang Chen Ye Hui at the scene platoon becomes the smashing, changes into one group of blood fog to vanish sky over the desert island.
„Amitabha, Donor, you were crude.”
Monk holds their palms together, afterward, his Huo has stood, the 4-Tier Battle King power and influence has released thoroughly, endless golden Fokuang has camouflaged this piece of desert island instantaneously, although he is 4-Tier Battle King, the imposing manner of sending out, sufficiently and 5-Tier Battle King compares favorably, Ye Hui got rid a moment ago, Monk happen to built up to melt the buddhist relics, naturally, did not build up absolutely completely, but built up initially, then directly promoted 4-Tier Battle King, Ye Hui trivial 1-Tier Battle King, how was the Monk match, died a tragic death at the scene really pitifully.