Two knives against one sword, although embarrassed but quite easy, the robe on his body was once again torn to pieces by the incomprehensible peach blossom man's sword qi, but he did not hurt Ao Buregret, not that he didn't want to, but he couldn't. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, the key object of being taken care of by Shuangdao is still Liu Xiu.

"You really shouldn't be here. There was a bit of compassion on Ao Buregret's face, because no matter who he was, once he got involved with the rivers and lakes, it was very difficult to get away.

For him, the rivers and lakes are swords and hatreds.

He led the army here, and it is the best choice for you to live or die.

And he chose to ask with a knife, which was destined to be a tragedy.

Liu Xiu smiled, as if the sword heart and sword intent were in his body, and the so-called overall situation was not as important as he had imagined in the past.

The knife stopped fourteen, the blood and qi surged, the spiritual power flowed backwards, Liu Xiu's arm exploded the blood mist, the eleventh stop of the knife was the extreme, Liu Xiu's talent was outstanding and the knife stopped twelve to slash Yan Tiannan, the thirteenth knife stopped the heavy snow like a fierce dragon and buried a knife to destroy the city, and the knife stopped fourteen in order to break the artistic conception of Ao Buregret Tongxuan, so as to find an opportunity to let him lose!

Defeat and defeat, defeat and death.

You still want to break my mystery, it's a pity. Ao Buregret laughed, the sword on the top of his head became more and more refined, and the pale yellow of his eyebrows seemed to have deepened in a dazzling kung fu. Chop blood to block the peach blossom sword, and Chang'an Ping pushed his waist to stop the knife.

The knife stopped fourteen from the bottom to the top, and was pressed down by Ao Buregret's left hand Chang'an, with his strength, he should not be restrained, but Liu Xiu, who was holding the knife with both hands, just couldn't pick up the quaint long knife, and it seemed that Mount Tai was pressing on the top, hindering him from further movements.

Under the snowy night, the swordsman danced, and Ao Buregret watched the silver light appear next to the last one, and a faceless swordsman who was the same size as him appeared with two knives in his hand, dancing with the heavy snow.

There is a knife to cut the blood of Chang'an, a knife to break the branches, into the heavy snow buried.

The Snowy Night Knife Dance is the inheritance of their skills, with the skills of their predecessors becoming famous, and naturally there are also footprints left by their descendants.

As the branch-breaking knife danced, a tall, muscular figure stepped forward and delivered a blow at him.

Destroy the city.

Ao laughed without regret, and the stars and tears were spilled. Let the city-destroying style belonging to Xie enter the body, at least you can see the serious and old-fashioned old man here.

It is not advisable to endure the heavy snow and bury the sword intent savagely, but when he saw the city-destroying swordsman who once existed on behalf of Xie, he gladly accepted the sword intent that once flicked the blade and went away for 30,000 miles. Like a moth to a fire, although it is painful, it is happy in suffering.

"Old man, happy, happy!" Ao did not regret smiling, bleeding from the seven orifices, as hideous as a Rakshasa ghost, a trace of broken knife qi appeared on the surface of his body, and the uncontrollable strength collapsed on the ground, spreading quickly into the distance, the peach blossom man was beaten to pieces, and constantly re-condensed in the destruction, Liu Xiuhu's eyes widened angrily, and he wanted to compete with this guy who suddenly went crazy!

"Fourteen, die!" Liu Xiu chose to give up the breath that he had reached the peak at this time, and instead swung the half-stop knife when his qi was pouring out for thousands of miles, and he was already dying.

Ao Buregret stepped out, Chang'an was behind him, and he drew a beautiful arc at the violent Liu Xiu, trembling slightly.

A blood mark appeared on Liu Xiu's skin, but he still slashed it firmly, and the blade was either dead or alive.

"Alas. Those eyes showed a hint of pity, the first genius after Gu Han to practice the sword stopping technique to the peak, chose to burn his spirit and complete the fourteenth stop.

Resolutely like an assassin, an assassin who leaves no way out.

However, why is it a general with 100,000 lifts but wants to fight with his life and death?

He never thought about it that much.

The earth cracked, the water pass shook wildly, the peach forest was as embarrassed as after being ravaged by a hurricane, and each peach blossom was evenly separated.

Death Seal of the Burial Spirit.

When Liu Xiu's body was destroyed, he easily smashed such a magical power that had not been used for a long time into his soul.

The soul struggled and roared, but to no avail, the man was dead, the spirit was destroyed, and the remaining soul was weak and vulnerable.

A small whirlpool appeared, engulfing Liu Xiu along with his Daolin Dynasty sword, which was ranked ninth on the list.

"I don't have the habit of killing everything, but I don't have any problems with future problems. He turned around, put away the knife and gently hugged Lan Mengyao, and hundreds of blood marks that had been slashed by the knife appeared behind him, blurring.

Stop the knife fourteen, strong and terrible.

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Teng Hao finally reacted from the resurrection of the greedy wolf and the shock of Ao Buregret, and roared angrily at the head of the city: "Teng Jiajun, chop off those grandsons for me!

100,000 Juxia vs. 90,000 Juxia, there are two battalions to suppress the formation.

There are also hundreds of huge immortal crossbows in the city that are so mad that a giant arrow can crush hundreds of Xia Immortals into pieces with the impact force. Teng Xin looked at those Zhuxian crossbows with a strange expression.

Teng Hao grinned brightly: "Old sister, brother has thought about it, Bishui Pass will not give it to them, Bishui Guan is my brother's lair!

Teng Hao raised his right hand high, and a ball of spiritual power rushed into the air and exploded, and the Zhuxian crossbow arrows fell like rain, and the Teng family army swarmed out.

In the rain of arrows, the greedy wolf camp and the broken military camp began to retreat, Xuan Ze Xuanwei took the lead with the wolf and tiger flag, followed behind the captain of Bishui, he held the woman with a white grace and grace, and slowly walked towards Bishui Pass.

"No matter how beautiful the peach blossoms are, they can't be as beautiful as you. Ao Buregret touched Lan Mengyao's nose, and she smiled happily.

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Without Chang'an, how can you fight me?

The dragon becomes Brahma, Kunlun Shinto, and Hanze

It's also snow-white, but it's ruthless.

Under him, there is a sleeping Zhenshan Divine Beast Lu Beiwu, with a long sword with a blue and black body by his side, and the head of the four flats is calm.

Shoulder to shoulder with Chang'an, the strongest luck of the sword and sword.

"Bai Lan, you gave Chang'an to others, without the support of Chang'an's luck, why fight with me?" Bai Lian smiled contemptuously, and with a flick of his fingers, a talisman seal burned to ashes.

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Chang'an, it has appeared.

In the cold water, the three lotus flowers on Bai Lan's head slowly rotated.

"What if you don't have Chang'an, you are still a concubine, I am still orthodox, you don't know at all...... Who is he!" Bai Lan smiled, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a snow-white white practice shot out, colliding with the fiery red that suddenly appeared.

The snow-white fox lying beside him raised his eyelids and hummed weakly.

"That idiot from the concubine is making trouble for you again? If you want me to say that you have slaughtered the account, you are too soft-hearted. ”

Bai Lan shook his head: "Han Ze doesn't like that kind of thing as cannibalism, I have always done the dirty work, let that guy come this time." Han Ze actually came up with such a yin and yang ...... that was regarded by the elders as the peak of luck."

Bai Lan's voice slowly dissipated, and the snowflakes flew in the air.

Three flowers gather at the top, and five qi are in the yuan.

Isn't Xihe a demon, how can you still Xingdaomen?

Qingqiu Yao looked at the lotus flower above Bai Lan's head and muttered.

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