Ru Ye was not only flung out by Zhang Xing, but also fell to the ground in a bowing gesture.
Kneeling blankly, his face was unbelievable.
Do not! This is impossible!
But ((chest xiong) xiong) the pain in his mouth made him believe again.
It was indeed Zhang Xing who slapped him out.
This speed is too fast, I did not see the trajectory of the wave at all.
Take a deep breath and run the fight for a week and find that the injury is not serious.
Ru Ye put his heart down.
It's just fast enough, but it lacks strength.
I don't fear you!
boom!
With both palms slap on the ground, (body sh n) rushed into the sky instantly.
In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the sight of everyone.
Zhang Xing turned a blind eye to these.
What seemed to come to mind, turned around and said, "Ruan Mei, you step back, I believe everyone here should know how to do it."
Ruan Mei did not hesitate, nodded, and left the fighting area, standing alone in the air.
The hands of the magic color clothing were all raised, and she just wanted to speak to Ruan Mei.
But only with an awkward look, he closed his mouth and lowered his arms.
Hey! Really shouldn't mean to ask Ruan Mei to come.
Forget it, wait until Zhang Xing leaves.
The face of the magic color clothing was hot and uncomfortable.
She felt that she was getting old, and her eyes were getting worse.
It's a single mistake, but now it's a continuous mistake.
Zhang Xing is not an ordinary Samsung Warlord.
Do not! He is a saintly saint of demon martial arts!
In Eastern continent, few people practice magic.
It may be a difference in constitution or a different civilization.
People in the eastern continent like to practice reiki qigong and martial arts.
They believe that unless a magician has attained the Seven-Star Deities or above, he is a weak chicken in the battle.
The magic wave of energy from Zhang Xing felt that his magic was beyond imagination!
I wonder if Ru Ye, the four-star warrior, can win.
Look up to the sky.
There are still chilling people.
And it was snowstorm.
She knows that this is Ru Ye's use of his family's mastery in the field of ice.
The outcome depends on the moment.
"Well? Play with me in a snowstorm?"
Zhang Xing reached out to catch a snowflake.
Slowly look up at the sky.
The sights are all dense, falling snowflakes.
Vaguely, thunder sounded in the sky.
Snow and thunder?
Zhang Xing shook his head. No, that was not a thunder, but a prelude to the avalanche.
He has seen the wonders of avalanches on Qian Xuefeng.
But there are no snowy mountains here.
Then it should be a special martial art of Ru Ye.
Feeling the grade is not low.
It is very likely that the true meaning of the third step of the spiritual realm has been touched!
Moyushan really has a rich heritage, and these so-called elite disciples have their own unique skills.
Ru Ye, in particular, must be a spiritual practice.
It's just that Zhang Xing felt a little ... ink.
After three breaths, even the magician's spell should be finished.
Dull!
Forget it, wait. Hit him down.
Zhang Xing didn't even think about it, it was natural to release an ultimate fire magic.
This magic is not a (forbidden jin) spell, but it is greater than a fifth-level magic (qiangqiang).
As for the selection of fire magic skills, the fire and ice magic elements are very active.
If you use other magic skills, the power may be reduced a lot.
Because the nine dragons were promoted to the eighth level, Zhang Xing's feeling of magic elements has been greatly improved.
He can use magic according to local conditions, and he will use whatever magic elements are dense.
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