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"Ha ha ha ha..."
The Yinyang Temple’s name is Shen Xiao’s disciple. “There was a madness in the early days of the king’s life. It’s also the real thing of my upper genius. I can’t get down the border. Otherwise, you can cut off the roots. Take your dog!"
"Hey!"
The long sword turned into a white light, and the yin and yang lingering, straight through, and the shot was extremely hot.
Just want him to be underestimated!
When the kendo eye was opened, the indulging action immediately became slow. The blade slid away from the shoulder when there were still a few inches. When the sword was avoided, the sword was raised by lightning.
"puff……"
The tip of the sword passed through the chest, and the sword was smashed and shattered.
The sinister practice is the yin and yang swordsmanship, the yin and yang temple's swordsmanship, but he only learned to ask the middle stage of Jianxintian. It can only be regarded as the introduction of the yin and yang swords, and can still be reluctant in front of the general monks. Once you meet a real master, you will see the original shape.
Gently shaking the blade, the sinking body fell to the ground.
......
"Okay, killing well!" Chi Yu gently clap his hands and smiled: "Do you think that Bu Yi Xuan is only the beginning of the kingdom of the district? What else is there to say?"
Luo Fan and Zhang He’s faces are quite ugly.
Li Qingyin is still very slim, like a lotus flower, people can't stand it, his eyes are calm, as if all this happened naturally, there is no accident, and for the death of the Yin and Yang Dianmen, she did not move, I feel that it should be, Tian The Wind Academy is the right way, the Yin and Yang Temple is the evil road, and the death of the evil disciple, she will not say anything more.
Standing in the air, I looked at Li Qingyin faintly, she also looked at me, and the wind rose from the floor, Su Yan looked up at the sky, a beautiful face could not tell the helplessness, her eyebrows flashed, never The embarrassment, there is a very strong soul resonance between her and Li Qingyin, which makes me have a bad feeling, maybe things are much more cruel than I imagined.
Sinking is the end of the king's kingdom, a blow to the commandment, just because he is a light enemy, the first sword not only did not fully exert its actions, but also revealed a lot of flaws, plus the broken defense by my sword, will fall this End.
"Oh, interesting!"
Zhang He gently clap his hands and smiled: "The lower bound monk of the district has a sword-hearted, hahaha... It seems that I have a huge harvest this time, killing a fanatic with a sword-minded voice. This is Great work!"
Luo Fan faintly said: "Zhanghedaoyou, the rules of your eight barren buildings, killing a sword-minded monk, how many resource rewards can you get?"
"At least 100,000 blood spirits!"
"Okay, then the chance of this big day will be given to you, how?"
"Thank you!"
Zhang He raised his hand and pulled out the sword. He became a very scary field. He smiled and said: "Stephan Xuan, your head and sword heart, return to me." ”
At this time, Su Yan gave me a message: "Be careful, this person is the Yinjue Tiewei of the Eight-French House. It is already a superior master. I can see that his original cultivation was in the early days of Tailing, and the rules are mastered. Be deeper than you, be careful."
"Ok!"Zhang He sang a low drink, and the temperament of the king's dynasty peak broke out completely, directly forming a kendo storm, and all the people such as the flaming feathers, the ruins of the ancient temple, and the martial arts were forced to retreat. In the storm, the sword was rampant, his The kendo artistic conception has reached the peak of the sword heart field, only one step away from the sword heart!
"Kid, can you hold me a sword?" His face was full of contempt, haha, and the blade flew away.
A strong sense of oppression is overwhelming, and I suddenly hold my heart with my sword. It is true that the understanding of power is much more than me, and at this time he is a king of the king. There are seven branches and veins, plus at least one of the medium-sized spirits, the strength is not a little bit strong.
At the eyes of Kendo, one of the thousands of storms began to solidify, which is his real attack.
"Hey!"
The fairy bone sword went away a little, and the unbiased stabbing of the power of Zhang He’s sword broke out.
"when--"
A loud noise, the sound of the golden stone was deafening, and I and Zhang He each retreatd by tens of meters, and the arm was shaken and numb. The repression of the king’s breath from Zhang He was too strong, and the body’s Wang Li As if it had been sucked away in an instant, the power of Zhang He became more and more full.
"What happened?" I frowned.
Zhang He cold smiled and said: "I don't know yet? My king Wang skill is to absorb the blood of the opponent. You dare to fight with me. There is only one result, you will become weaker and weaker, and I will only get more and more Strong!"
My heart sank and there was a feeling of falling into the bottom of the valley. I was crushed in the original realm. I relied on the sword and the heart to recover some situations. If the power is absorbed again, I am afraid that only one defeat will end.
The bones of the bones are swaying, and the defense is attacking!
The ancestors guide the way!
When a sword broke out, the transcendental kendo conception also erupted together. Thousands of swords slid like a ray of sunshine to Zhang He, and Zhang He could not see through the nature of my attack, and then screamed, and the sword quickly attacked. Instantly pierced hundreds of swords and formed a sword curtain in front to resist the power of the ancestors.
Wang Li, the man in the bone sword, is still being pumped away. I take a deep breath and directly devour the talent, sucking and seeing who can suck more!
However, the white streamer in the air still mostly flocks to Zhang He. After all, it is only a kind of talent, and the human king technique is a kind of ability integrated in the blood, which is equal to the power of innate and perfect integration. In a flash, I judged the pros and cons, and swallowed the other person, Wang Ji, and once again let my power be sucked away.
On the ground, Su Yan, the ancient temple descendants, flaming feathers, nursery rhymes and other people are eager to see, but there is no way, this kind of fighting is not easy for others to intervene.
"Don't resist, let's come!"
Zhang He screamed, the kendo field shrouded the range of hundred feet, and the long sword became a beam of light.
Booming down, the earth rumbling, the mountain roads were shattered by the turmoil, and the wind upstairs was also swaying, and a heavy ban on the periphery began to shine. If there was no martial arts, I am afraid that the wind will definitely be in this building. The battlefield is turned into nothingness.
There is no way, only the use of human king skills.The blood in the body suddenly rushed up, and everything around it slowed down and entered the state of extreme speed. It started to circumvent the sword and the offensive of Zhang He. The blood of the "Peng" burst out, and the bone sword wrapped up with three times of strength. One of the stars and swords, one of the stars, the speed of the rain, the sword, and all of them fell on the back of Zhang He!
"嘭嘭嘭-"
More than a dozen swords in a row, shattered the bodyguards of Zhang He, and then more than a dozen swords smashed the treasure he used to protect his body. Then dozens of swords all broke into his body, blood splattered, almost instantly The body of the eight-breasted bronze prince iron guard will not evaporate, and the sword heart will be so powerful, as long as he is negligent, it will be enough!
With a bang, Zhang He’s body completely broke into a bloody fog, and the war died!
......
"Buy Xuan Xuan, you..."
Li Qingyin's red lips are light, and there is a hint of helplessness in the eyes. Obviously, I did not think that I would kill the killer, and Zhang He is the person of the Eight-Day Building. The Eight-Day Building belongs to one of the upper-right gated organizations. Obviously I killed Zhang He. It is equal to hatred with the eight-year-old building.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Luo Fan looked dignified, and the three voices were good. His eyes became hot and he smiled. "I didn't think that you actually awakened the blood of the double king. Even Zhang He, who was in the early days of Tailing, was smashed by you. Xuan, it seems that this seat needs to personally suppress you!"
"Wait!"
Above the earth, the ancient temple came, step by step, and came to the front in an instant. The sword in the hand was squirted and swayed. "Luofan, Bu Yixuan just passed a big battle, the next one should Come by me."
Luo Fan sneered: "The ancient temple is in the same vein. If the seat kills you here, isn't the ancient temple to be cut off?"
The descendants of the ancient temple are quite free and easy, and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the master can still find good seedlings in the lower or upper bounds, and slowly cultivate them. The ancient temple will not break the inheritance, you can rest assured."
"Well, you can die."
Luo Fan laughed, madly exposed, immortal breath surging, haunting the body, lining it like a god of war, on the breath, I am afraid that this group of people can only compete with the ancient temple.
"stop!"
Li Qingyin, who has been silent, suddenly opened his mouth and said: "This time the lower bound, the voiceless voice is only to bring Su Yan back to Tianfeng Academy. I never thought that I was hurt in the lower bounds. Now I have already killed three people and seriously injured one person. Step by step, the people of the ancient temple, are you really willing to stop after losing, give Su Yan to me?"
"Yes." I nodded.
"So..."
Li Qingyin looked at us like water, saying: "The voiceless voice is offended!"
......
Bai Yu's scabbard trembled, and the sound of the sword screamed and screamed. Li Qingyin became like a stream of clouds and rushed to the ruins of the ancient temple. The transcendental sword was surging around, and the three swords were attacked in an instant!
"铿铿铿-"The three swords were caught by the descendants of the ancient temple, but he was breathing heavily, the tiger's mouth was splitting, and the whole body was surrounded by a kendo airflow. It was invaded by Li Qingyin's sword, and it could not be solved for a moment. Although the descendants of the ancient temples are strong, they are still inferior to those of the Tianfeng Academy.
"Abandoned, you are defeated."
Li Qingyin's five fingers gently raised, and a palm print would spread the ancient temple to the people, but it was a heavy blow, but did not want his life.
coming!
After defeating the descendants of the ancient temple, Li Qingyin's next goal is me. The white jade-like voice of the Qingyin is shocking, and the sword with nine swords is coming.
The kendo is open to the eye, but she can't see through her moves. Everything is insecure.
The thick and scent broke out from the body, and the power of blood bursts reappeared. Holding the bones of the bones in the air, the sword was completely shaken, forming a strong field, which is the realm of everything!
In the territory of all things, the Qingyin sword is finally in shape, but the speed is still too fast!
"All things sword clock!"
Exhausting all efforts, countless swords and spirits emerged to form a kendo giant clock, resisting Li Qingyin's ambition to win.
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