Martial God

The books inside are too precious. If it is really damaged, even if it is "蹙岬i, peak

It is also unbearable.

Therefore, he let him go and let the other side escape, but he has absolute confidence.

As long as the other party really fled the slaughterhouse, he will certainly be able to intercept it halfway.

At this time, his two claws were already full of infuriating, suddenly emerged, and even more unstoppable.

He Yiming’s body in midair paused, like a pair of invisible big hands.

Put his body firmly in the air.

But he didn't panic, his wrists shook, and the two wooden boxes suddenly turned and swayed.

The child flew behind.

The sneer on Zhuo’s face suddenly solidified, and his heart was filled with anger. It turned out that this person was leaving.

At that time, I still did not forget to bring - two secrets. It’s really deceiving.

Released ← hand, the void led, and the two wooden boxes were lightly moved to the corner. Do not

After a flower in front of him, he said, "The two wooden boxes are covered with a skull and a face."

Zhuo Yufeng's face is blue-green. How many cheats did the other party take?

He-man’s secret-swearing, once the other’s oysters are caught, and after pulling the fangs, go

Let him survive, he can't die.

The wrist swept away, and a soft out, led the two wooden boxes, but this time he

There is already preparation in my heart, I am afraid that there will be only four books in the hands of the other party.

The black corner of the corner of the eye is a flash, and his heart is dark, and sure enough.

However, this time after he reached out. But suddenly it is not right. That eye

Bigger, not a wooden box, but a black sword.

When the fork sword appeared, it was quiet and silent, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

At the last moment, he spit out the snake letter, took out his fangs, and bite at his slap.

Zhuo Yufeng’s heart glimpsed, from this sword, he felt the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night slay, the **** of the gods, the throne, the demon, the arrogant world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the night god, the gods, the throne Seeking the devil, the world, the most powerful, abandoning the big Zhou, the royal family, the martial arts, the martial arts, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest, the abandonment, the big, the royal family, the gods, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world, the strongest Abandoning the big Zhou royal family to a powerful force, that kind

Sharp sharpness, even let him give birth to a feeling of facing death.

Since the promotion of the Supreme - after the retreat here, he has not met for hundreds of years

I have been feeling this way.

The eyes suddenly sink, and above his right hand, a white light floats in an instant, and it becomes a condensation.

A long sword.

The tip of the sword picks up, and there is a sound of a crisp "叮" that will be like a poisonous snake.

The fork sword was picked up.

However, in Zhuo’s heart, there is no such thing as a joy to deal with a Korean-Supreme

People, even the use of weapons, is really a shame to the family.

But somehow, when I saw this sudden fork sword, the danger in his heart

The sense of increase is almost unthinking, and the use of weapons.

Just the moment he picked up the fork sword. He Yiming suddenly was imprisoned in the Emirates

Force, when the energy of Zhuo Yufeng is mostly concentrated on the sword, it is violent in an instant.

Shocked the power of imprisonment, flying in general - pulled out another door.

Zhuo Yufeng snorted coldly, and his body shape shook, and then chased up.

At the moment he left the door, he lacked the corner of his eye and swept over the fork sword.

He couldn’t understand why he was so careful about the inconspicuous fork sword. It seems that this is

One is more terrible than the black-clothing man.

Before he was promoted to the honor, he also had a hand with Huang Quanmen’s forked assassin, but never

Have a similar feeling.

At the same time, he also felt incomprehensible about the poetry of the former black man.

In his memory, this fork sword is their second life for the sword killer.

The sword is in the person, the sword is lost, it is almost inscribed in these killer bones.

oo. But at the time of the crisis, the other party did not hesitate to throw the sword out as a hidden weapon.

The same is true of his expectations.

However, at this moment, he has not taken care of this many, and the flashing of the figure has disappeared.

Inside the room.

After all of them left, the fork sword on the ground suddenly unexpectedly moved.

For a piece of water stains, swiftly flowed away from the door, along the dark corner, disappeared into the room.

In between.

Two people one after the other: As if the two sound drums of the string smashed out, from the fifth layer

It came to the first floor and then flew out from the entrance of a certain tower.

The tower has twelve entrances, it is already dark, but every entrance has

A nine-layer and three inner-level disciples guarded by a disciple.

They are all facing the front, and they look at the front, and suddenly feel different behind them.

I haven’t reacted yet to what happened. The four people at the entrance feel the neck.

A tight, then Tengyun - flew out toward the rear.

They just exclaimed in their mouth, they felt that the vest was gently pushed, with

After the steady, the station was settled.

From start to finish, they didn't even know what was going on, just in a blink of an eye, they

Already left the original position and stood in the middle of the tower.

The four men face each other, and a cold chills straight across the spine.

Then they listened to a fierce shout from the outside of the tower.

This shouting sound broke through the silent night sky. Let the whole Lingbi Hall boil.

Under the **** of the Golden Battle, it was like a spring-like jump.

She suddenly went out of the house and glanced at the price of He Yiming.

There, there was a mechanically rhythmic broken reed.

The Golden Thieves servant witnessed the first few styles of He Yiming’s development of the 36th style of the mountain last night.

Even with his eyes closed, he knows that the young strong man in the room is constantly getting from the first style.

Exhibition to the twenty-third style.

However, during this exhibition, He Yiming did not use internal strength, but only

It is the continuous continuous application of these moves.

Start with the first formula. To the twenty-third style, and then start from the first formula, such a week

And the beginning, as if it is never ending.

Although the Golden Campaign did not understand the benefits of such cultivation, it was repaired to them.

In the realm, everyone has different methods of cultivation that are specifically suitable for them, so the Golden Campaign

There is no such thing as disturbing the cultivation of the other side.

But this time I heard the shouting sound like a policeman. He hesitated, or said, "He brother."

The sound of the fists inside stopped, and then there was a voice of He Yiming’s dissatisfaction: "Gold

Brother, what is it? ”

The Golden Campaign clearly heard the dissatisfaction in this voice, which is the way anyone is practicing.

The inevitable reaction at the time of being interrupted - he even believes, if not speaking himself,

I am afraid that He Yiming will turn his face on the spot.

A bitter smile, the golden battle said: "He brother, someone invaded our Lingbi Hall, Zhuo Shishu

Have you personally gone, are you interested in going there?"

He Yiming’s voice rang without hesitation: “Golden brother, I am not interested.”

After all, there was a resounding voice inside, and he actually started the drill again.

I made it clear that I didn’t want to pay attention to foreign affairs.

The Golden Campaign shook his head slightly, and he stood up. He was in the air and he stepped out of his body.

Quickly close in front of you. When he landed on his feet, he was already a few dozen feet away.

However, he did not know. The person in the room is He Yiming. But this He Yiming

The expression on his face is very stiff.

I don’t know how long it took, a piece of water stains came out of the cracks, and these water stains came.

Within the room, go to He Yiming.

He Yiming stopped his fists and his eyes moved down. His one foot was missing half of it.

And these water stains came to the gap under his feet, so they absorbed it and put him in this

Only the foot is completed.

Then, he stuck his head, his eyes lit up, like a little sun shining

Light.

The other side of the tower. The Qilian double demon stood up almost at the same time, their eyes turned toward the shout

Looking at the place, there is a thrill of eagerness to try.

The voice of another old man suddenly sounded: "What are you going to do? Don't forget, here is the spirit.

霄宝殿, is not our hole in the heavens, do not go out to make trouble.

Qilian double devil looked at each other and sat down helplessly.

The big devil sang: "Master, listen to this howling, it seems that someone is asking for help.

Although each martial art has different signals for help, most of them are almost the same.

The old man nodded slowly. Road: "Yes, this is the help of the Lingbi Hall and the whistle of the police.

Sound, and the sound of this howling, is still a sage. ”

"Respected?" Qilian double devil looked at each other and saw the smear in the other's eyes.

Of course.

Even the lord will have to cry out for help, which is too unacceptable.

The old man frowned. He licked a few names in his mouth. But very soon,

These names were assigned by him.

Although these people were powerful masters of the famous party hundreds of years ago, the elderly are strong.

Letter, they will never come to provoke the temple of Lingbi.

After a long time, the old man sighed deeply and said: "The West is chaotic, is it the West?

The Sayādaw is not one-one-one-one"

After the tsunami of Zhuofeng Peak rang, the whole tower was also sensational.

Although no one knows, there are several old monsters of the Sacred Level in the Temple of the Ghosts, but

It is these old guys who know the sound of Zhuo Fengfeng.

Because he is the sage of the arsenal, although his cultivation is not among these strong players.

Sharp, but his responsibility is the most important.

It’s just a matter of counting, before the arsenal gate has flashed a few figures, they entered

The arsenal, I saw the library in the library - www.wuxiaspot.com ~ everyone's face is a bit ugly

stand up.

Two of them looked at each other and they did not say anything. They turned around.

The rest of the people opened another door with a weapon of the gods. These talents were relieved.

At least, there is no loss to the soldiers.

In the subsequent finishing. They are still present, although most of the wooden boxes have been moved

Bit, but the books inside are intact, and it is a great fortune in misfortune.

But Xiao is so. Their faces are also quite difficult - look, even someone has a bad idea to hit

Above the arsenal of the Lingbi Hall, this is absolutely unacceptable.

Looking in a certain direction, there are three whole people who go out to hunt and should be able to

Hand got it.