Ninth Netherworld Celestial Emperor

Yan Lun stared blankly at the thousands of fireballs scattered on the earth. Although it was so gorgeous and visually enjoyable, there was no one to enjoy the fireworks. Mood.

For a time, Yan Lun has absence, even Shi Feng body moved, floated in front of him, he did not feel like a remote control.

Then, Shi Feng left hand, moved towards this inflammation Lun slowly stretched out, opened the mouth and said: “Relying on you this slag slag also wanted to kill this little one-cultivation even then? For a hundred years, it’s like a trivial ant.”

Shi Feng said, his left hand has pinched Yan Lun’s face, Yan Lun was pinched by Shi Feng, and he lost his mind. the suddenly awakened, Shi Feng just words, like a magic sound like inflammation echoed from Oakland in mind.

“You! You let me go!” Yan Lun snarled angrily at Shi Feng who pinched his face.

to manual grasping face being, for any one person, which are a great humiliation.

even more how, is this person to pinch!

I was originally looking for this person to wash away the shame, but now, I have suffered this even greater shame.

“Ah!” “Ah!” Yanlun was in anger, and immediately, there was a roar of anger, the right hand fisted, and moved towards Shi Feng’s left arm strikes, looking at that posture, as if to the Shi Feng of the hand to the bombers storm.

is this hand, now let yourself being humiliated in front of their own, but the future of inflammation tribe patriarch!

affected by this disgrace, how can we convince the public in the future! “! Hmph”

again to see Yan Lun bombers to blow, Shi Feng burst into full disdain coldly snorted, said: “You to Nine Star Emperor level of the environment, launched the Demi-God of the few battle skill, power consumption already empty! even Demi-God battle skill that can not kill this little, this fist, you have this little face down bombers hit? “

when Shi Feng said the , Right hand flexed, moved towards Yan Lun’s punch popped out.

There was a burst of “bang”, and Yan Lun’s fiercely blasted punch was blown apart by Shi Feng’s seemingly easy finger.

“Ah! Ah!” Burst after burst of cries of pain, inflammation howling from Lun mouth, bright red blood, inflammation Lun from the right hand Kuangmeng spent sputtering.

Morohito distant inflammatory tribe, such that hear inflammation Lun slaughtered pig-like howling, we prove that his right hand by the waste, blood splash mad, see one scared. Stature could not help but backwards, like far away from that point.

Even the powerful Fifth Commander can not resist the wicked witch family that mountain, was tortured screams issued, they even made mention of.

At this time, there is a humanitarian react inflammation of the family: “!!!! Go back to the patriarch Sir fast our foreign enemies attacking foreign enemy strikes ah”

“Yes ah ! find patriarch Sir! a foreign enemy, the evil witch mountain race struck ah! “

a warrior clan inflammation voice shouted, people immediately react, suddenly between, one after another pillar of fire flames from their who raised a total of sixty channel flame pillars, rushed to the night sky!

This is a signal sent to their inflammatory tribe!

foreign enemy struck!

“oh?” Shi Feng also saw the one after another pillar of flames rising from the people of the Yan race, and he let out a light “oh”.

At this time, over the hideous face full of painful inflammation of color Lun, directed at Nu Sheng Shi Feng growled:!! “Qiu Yan Lun forget today’s I jotted down in the future, I Yan Lun will certainly repay you a thousand times! “

” in the future? “hear the roar of inflammation Lun, Shi Feng will look to recover in front of the eyes, such as watching a camel looked towards this fool Yan Lun, Road :

“you move to this less to kill, but also want to have in the future you want more?!” say this to the inflammation Lun, Shi Feng face full of banter and ridicule.

Just at this time, on the right hand Shi Feng, and a bloody rays of light shine, Half-God Level soldiers battle bloodthirsty long sword, appeared in in his right hand.

followed, Shi Feng left hand holding release inflammatory Lun face, right hand a movable, Lun sword stabbing throat inflammation.

“Oh, ah! Not! Do not!” Yan Lun suddenly saw that bloody sharp long sword, glowing cold bloody sword glow, moved towards his throat stabbed.

He stared his eyes wide, and for a while, he didn’t believe what happened to him.

I …… Yan Lun, peerless genius is not it? In the future, won’t I have to be like Bai Ya, Long Xian, and Xing Yu, the character of Heaven’s Chosen in this great wilderness?

Then inherit the position of patriarch of my Yan tribe and lead me to an unprecedented peak. How

will be …… …… how those things are not implemented, I Yan Lun, how will not die.

No! Will not! I, Yanlun, was a genius who came out of the flame cave. I was impossible to die like this. At the critical moment, someone will definitely save me.

I certainly will not just die.

one after another as the idea of ​​lightning, in the rapid flash inflammation Oakland mind.

Just after more than 60 warriors of the Yan tribe rushed to the Heavenly Fire pillars, one after another rushed to the Heavenly Fire pillars in the territory of the Yan tribe, continuously rushing into the night sky.

This world, Heavenspan has been flared, bright as day.

In the whole film between Heaven and Earth, the temperature is rising sharply, one after another hot air waves are raging.

one after another silhouette burning flames, one after another rushed out from Heavenly Fire columns, densely packed, like a big round like Fireball, moved towards Shi Feng rapidly flying from here.

And just when stabbed in the throat inflammation Lun Shi Feng sword, a sudden, Shi Feng sensed an invisible force, appeared in the sky, moved towards themselves suddenly lowered.

is so familiar scene! So familiar with the power!

That night, when Nine Nether Sword force was about to destroy these inflammatory Lun to kill, it is because the person’s appearance, rescued Yan Lun.

And tonight, this same man when Yan Lun about to be exterminated shot, he now attacks not only save inflammation Lun, but also to kind of invisible force to kill himself.

However, at the moment of Shi Feng, already is not that night, only to struggle against the Shi Feng.

“hmph! Finally came, inflammation of the family patriarch!” Sensing the invisible force that kind of hot lowered, Shi Feng sneered Road.

In this case the left flexor replaced Shi Feng, half God’s Force come fingertips, flicks with the finger.

“pu!” Bloodthirsty long sword, full of consternation in Oakland inflammation of the eyes, the sword had pierced his throat.

Yan Lun dying on the occasion, indeed someone to save him, or his father, Yan Lie.

But this time, Yan Lie not at all to him rescued.

In the power of the young man, and now his father inflammation Lie, also can not do anything.

Not only that, “Uh!” Suddenly, a cry of pain sounded in this world.

When inflammation tribe of people see Fifth Commander Yan Lun sword pierced the throat the young, when they heard this called pains, face under a picture of the flames soon bombshell.

This sends Tongjiao voice, like most of their patriarch Sir Yan Lie was sound.