The long sword passes through the chest, and it is even more careful to penetrate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Some people are happy, the man with the sword must not have thought that it would be so simple, and when he just got up, he was shocked in his heart, you must know that Zuo Mu's vitality is like a mountain pressing on everyone's hearts, and now although it has not weakened, who can survive in the state of the sword blade, not to mention that the sword in his hand is not ordinary.

Someone must hate it, Mr. Mo, who fled, always paid attention to the movement behind him, undoubtedly the sword that penetrated his chest, made him regret it, hated that the person who bravely bathed in the soft light of the moon wall was not himself, and hated Chu Ming even more for misleading him, if it wasn't for his bereaved dog behavior, he would definitely be stronger.

Mr. Mo immediately stopped, and rushed back in a hurry like a death.

Is this joy and hatred a little early, could it be that the man with the sword didn't notice Zuo Mu's strangeness at such a close distance, and Mr. Mo didn't carefully sense Zuo Mu's supernatural to make a decision?

There is no doubt that greed covers too many things.

The majestic vitality given by the moon wall did not dissipate because of the penetration of the heart, but showed a deeper appearance.

"Hiss~~. ”

The sword-wielding man's face was deep, his eyes were full of disbelief, his head lowered slightly, and he looked at the blade piercing his chest with a look of resentment.

"Why?" said vaguely.

"Hmph" Zuo Mu snorted softly and coldly, the expression on his face was full of disdain, and he said in a low voice: "Hehe, go to the Yin Luo Hall and ask why?"

"Poof~~"

As soon as the sword was drawn, the heart of the sword-wielding man was not as strong as the moon wall, and all the vitality dissipated in the coldness of the thin affection and his own unwillingness.

"Whew~~"

The ghost wind blows his ears, and his body falls freely, he is not as good as Heqing, because he can't hear any sound.

Mr. Mo's expression must be rich, and the wind that was approaching him quickly swept over his ears selflessly, and the blood of the man holding the sword on the thin knife was falling little by little, how sad this was, just like the knife that stabbed him in the heart, and now he also hated, hated Chu Ming for not reminding himself of the danger, and even hated his injustice for being trapped in himself and the dire situation.

Doomed greedy people can't think of what they once were.

Mr. Mo didn't really rush to death, the figure that hurriedly rushed forward turned around again, and with him turned around even more than those who were watching, undoubtedly the death of the sword-wielding man made all their greed freeze to death.

But now their lives are not in their hands.

A smile flowed from Zuo Mu's face, and he said coldly: "Reckless, die!"

Everyone was shocked, and Mr. Mo's eyes were even more cracked, is he confident in himself?

Of course, his face was full of coldness, and a point of determination emerged, and the Dao power also echoed in his chest, but he was indeed so afraid of death, and Zuo Mu's invincible posture, the sad state of the sword-wielding man did thrive in his heart, and the sigh in his heart flowed, turning away all the tenacity, the ghostly light on his face flashed, and the Dao power in his chest suddenly collapsed, and all the determination on his face was transformed into a charming smile, and he slowly turned around and stood with an extremely humble expression.

Now the humble Mr. Mo must not have thought that there would be such a change, if they had known that this would be the case, they should have killed this neatly in Wuwang City, but they missed the glorious victory, and tonight they can only stand as humble as a prisoner.

"Haha~~"

Zuo Mu laughed, in fact, he didn't expect it himself, this moon wall really has the magic of peaks and loops, willows and flowers, and sighed in his heart: "The luck of Dawu." ”

But he seems to have forgotten that the person who achieved the great martial arts is still bleeding in the weeds.

Zuo Mu's smug gaze swept over everyone's faces, snorted coldly, and roared loudly: "Chu Ming, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will let you kneel at my feet." ”

The sharp whistle made the mountains tremble, and did Chu Ming, who fled to the edge of the sky, hear this arrogant sound?

"Huh. ”

Zuo Mu seemed to have completely forgotten the group of people in front of him, his hand gently stroked the moon wall that passed through his backbone, and he whispered even more frantically: "You are mine." ”

And all the faces were slightly stunned, and their hearts were even more suspicious.

That Zuo Mu actually wanted to take out the moon wall that supported him, and the original excited and arrogant face couldn't help but be filled with pain, and the whole body trembled with pain, but even so, the hands that held the moon wall still did not stop, but became more resolute.

How many people are looking at each other, and how many people are eager to try, if Zuo Mu can be killed by his arrogance, it will be really pitiful, at this time, everyone's eyes are looking at Mr. Mo.

Hopefully get a glimmer of courage from him.

But it is obvious that Mr. Mo is cunning enough, and the expression on his face has not changed at all about Zuo Mu, he is still looking at his nose and nose, but what is certain is that he must be shouting in his heart: "Stupid, hurry up, such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." ”

There are no fools in the world, and this group of people who can stand high in the sky in this world of the weak and the strong, they are obviously too shrewd, how can they be easily used as guns by others, one by one, their hearts throbbed, and they all stood honestly.

It's a good thing they didn't do it, otherwise they would have died by now.

Although his hand struggled to take out the moon wall, his heart could be fixed on the bodies of those prisoners under the stairs, and their every move could not escape Zuo Mu's eyes.

A sneer flashed in his heart, and he said disdainfully: "A group of cowards, so timid are destined to only gather in that Yin Luo Palace. ”

At this time, I felt a little at ease, but I was crazy and delusional.

"Uh~~"

Zuo Mu roared, and the Dao power in his hand was surging, but this moon wall was like taking root in the backbone, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it.

"Hum. ”

But the moon wall did explode with a strong light, and Zuo Mu's face was immediately covered with a layer of horror, and there was a burst of surprise in his heart, that the moon wall was actually devouring his own blood.

But the hero, although Zuo Mu is also greedy, he can indeed decisively cut off the root of greed like Chu Ming, and his right hand is used to manipulate the thin love knife, as if committing suicide, and the blade is directed at the lower abdomen.

Those eager eyes must have been waiting for this ending, how they wished that Zuo Mu would die under their own sword.

But it is obvious that Zuo Mu's life is not up to him to call the shots, and Bo Qing wants to pry the moon wall, and the moon wall doesn't want to peep at this magic weapon.

When the tip of the knife touched the wall of the sword moon, the vision of the long sky protruded.

"Roar~"

Everyone's faces were shocked, and their legs and feet were even weaker, and they immediately knelt down in the air, and above Zuo Mu's head, nine golden dragons faintly appeared in the dark haze.

Although everyone knelt, Zuo Mu was indeed strong, as if he had not found a vision in the sky, the thin love knife pry the moon wall again and again, but it still did not move at all.

"Roar~~~"

The nine golden dragons roared in unison, and the dusty night suddenly dispersed, and today the sun was indeed absent, and in the huge clear sky, the nine golden dragons flew up and down, and countless heads in the whole world were lowered by it, and how many people could keep a cold eye?

Han Xian, who is undoubtedly gifted by fate, has such silence.

His eyes stared coldly at the golden dragon churning in the sky, and an inexplicable look magnified a little bit in his heart, what did that mean?

There is no doubt that the current Han Xian doesn't understand, let alone figure it out, but just like the red thread lying in the dust, frowning and pondering, what is its origin?

I don't know, but does it really represent its own life?

Similarly, I still don't know, a sigh echoed in Hongxian's heart: "Hey, it's really not the right time for me to wake up." ”

The nine golden dragons that reflected the sky were flying and their bodies were pressing towards Zuo Mu little by little, and at this moment he was like a madman, holding the Boqing Knife in his hand was also ruthless to himself, or knocking on the moon wall, or Leng Feng piercing his body, this madness must have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, not knowing pain, let alone life, and there was no sign of stopping.

But with the vitality emanating from the moon wall, it is difficult for Zuo Mu to die, and the thin affection penetrates the skin again and again, and when the knife body leaves the body, the wound is indeed healed with a miracle, but the pain is really his own.

At this time, the nine-day golden dragon pressed on the top of Zuo Mu's head, and the flying dragon immediately wrapped Zuo Mu's body, and the golden dragon wrapped around his body, and the holy mang shone on his face, setting off Zuo Mu like a god.

But there is no doubt that this is a crazy god man, and his expression is distorted: "Ah~"

Did you decide to take the last stab, did you decide to end your life all at once?

Zuo Mu clenched the Bo Qing knife with both hands, and raised it even higher, did he really hate the body, although the thin Qing blade was broken, but the brilliance flowing above it was extremely strong at the moment.

There was still no hesitation, his hands fell angrily, and the blade was completely submerged, but this time it was indeed not Zuo Mu's body, but the originally strong Flawless Moon Wall.

"Haha~~"

Zuo Mu laughed maniacally, and with a grasp of his right hand, he actually grabbed the moon wall out of his backbone and lower abdomen.

There is no sun in the sky today, but at this moment, the light of the moon wall in Zuo Mu's hand does shine in every corner, and the creatures of the world are contaminated with its brilliance, and is it still it?

"Roar~"

The nine golden dragons flying around Zuo Mu roared, and they all poured into the moon wall, and suddenly a domineering breath rushed into the distance along with its holiness and Zuo Mu's indulgent laughter.

The light also shone on the cold face of the red line, and for some reason there was a hint of sigh on Zuo Mu's delicate face: "Hey~~." ”

And what did she insight?

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