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Jackdaw Ye Zhiqiu sat cross-legged on a coiling dragon pillar in the Blood Frontier King City, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth were always smiling. There are many wars in the northwest, and many brothers have been broken in this blood territory king, how many people are there in the blood feathers?

"I really want to see what kind of realm you can reach with the sword thirteen that you old guy has hidden all your life. Ye Zhiqiu muttered, just one knife Zhiqiu will break the "other side" that he does not regret, and the affectionate knife is compared to a "love", just not regretting the experience of more than 30 years, it is not comparable to the old ghost who has lived for more than 200 years. How many people has he met, how many loves have he had? How many people has the demon knife seen, how many loves have he had?

". The corners of his mouth twitched, and the ten-mile-long river of blood in Huangquan slowly dispersed, and the knife intent was restrained. If you can't beat it, you still have to practice from scratch. As everyone knows, the demon knife was stripped off by his own father and practiced in the snow, swung a few knives, chopped a few times, swept a few times, and stabbed back and forth before he could practice a demon knife Luo Qingling who did not tremble and was afraid of blood?

The knife intent is all over the sky, and the five realms of thunder, through the forest, Broken Yue, Intercepting the River, and returning to the dust are divided into swordsmen, and I don't regret that this rough knife can't enter the realm of the thunder, but the other side of the knife has the taste of Broken Yue. Ye Zhiqiu is the righteous son who has followed the demon knife for the longest time in this generation of blood feathers, and has followed the old man in black to travel all over the countless states and counties of Dala Prefecture, and has seen countless majestic rivers. I have also seen the old man slash the Feixian Rock, which is known as the beautiful scenery of the Dala with one sword, and I have also seen the old man intercept the turbulent flow of the Nulong River, the second largest river in the Dala River, I am afraid that my father's knife has already reached the peak of intercepting the river, and one foot has stepped into the dust, right?

"If you want to practice knives, you will leave your spiritual power immortal yuan, and honestly follow your father to be a murderous martial artist, the knife has rolled through the blood, and the person has rolled through the corpse mountain, so that you know what the thing in your hand is. The old man hunched over with his sword on his back, and turned his head away with satisfaction. What thunder pierces the forest, what breaks the mountain and intercepts the river, the old man just kills people, and when he kills more people, he naturally kills his understanding and spirituality.

The demon knife is famous, and no one dares to be disrespectful, just because the blood crow demon knife is spiritualized and has become a demon.

The little knifeman grinned and sat down cross-legged, spitting out his wounds. How did he go around and around and be fooled by the old man to jump out of the originally chaotic and ignorant life? If he practiced the knife, he would not be able to bleed? To put it mildly, he was a well-known good man, and he was also afraid of hurting the lives of ants by sweeping the floor on weekdays, wasn't he?

If this is heard by others, it will inevitably be discussed. Just kidding, slaughtering the city and destroying the blood king of the country, tearing the fierce and brave Yuan Daoyi, who has few lives in the hands of these two heroic and strategic lords? Also, there are indeed not many people who have not regretted killing, and some of his subordinates have people to do the work of breaking through the city and exterminating the rebellion.

"By the way, if it's okay, follow my dad to Naha for a walk, I have been away from home for more than 100 years, and I am homesick. The old man's hairy head popped out of nowhere, startling Ao Buregret. The realm is not peaceful now, isn't this old thing the sworn enemy of the Demon Sect before he dies?

Smacking his mouth, the little knifeman stood up from a carp on the ground, and continued the old man's actions before he came, slashing at the yellow sand again and again. It seemed that there was an invisible waterfall in the sky, and he used his knife to cut it.

This is what Xie taught him, a simple knife practice to the extreme.

Like the thick branches and leaves of the dragon clan, the knives they understand are all obtained from the bloody battlefield, who has the spare time to pursue the ultimate of the knife? Just like a horse stepping on a golden luan cow chewing peonies, the end is a rough and vicious, I can't imagine that this group of bandits with amazing blood and qi in the same vein can actually step on such a road to heaven? Murder knife, murder knife, those who do not kill do not hold the knife, hold the knife to kill, blood does not make a river and do not survive.

The will to exercise the knife and the details are all in this rough and simple swing of the knife, when the knife cuts the air, you can use the knife to open the enemy's head. Chopping the sea and chopping rocks is not as high as the starting point of chopping the void, so high that tens of thousands of people admire it, but they dare not hold the murder knife and practice the murder knife.

But Yu Tianlong dared, practicing knives while killing, and finally killed faster and faster, more and more easily, and woke up suddenly, he was already a good man who slashed the sky and the boundless sea of blood. So Xie said that those who took this path were all demons, including himself, but he didn't regret it at all. The path you choose may not be the path you have destined, but no one has escaped this life.

The drums over there are getting more and more vigorous, and the sword intent here is getting more and more scattered, but the killing intent is getting stronger.

Don't talk about the wind and moon on the battlefield, the only thing to die when the swords and soldiers meet.

Na Xie chased after the Heavenly Dragons to practice. The Absolute Dragon Cliff couldn't go back, and as soon as they went back, they were thrown into the small void to arrange troops, and one by one the ancient battle formations were slapped into their minds by Xie's murderous face, and all of them were beaten and cried but no one could save them, so they had to follow Xie's intentions.

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"How many years have you been lonely, you old thing, and you have become crazy like this. "I don't regret changing into a black robe and the jackdaw Ye Zhiqiu, the fire crow Fan Li, the ghost crow Lanshan, the bone crow Yu Xiong, the wind crow Mo Ze, and the sea crow Mo Chuan stood side by side, and the thin old man stood in front of the seven people boredly digging out the ear droppings, and he was like an old craftsman with a knife casting on his back. But there is no guy who dares to ignore his edge.

At the beginning, the twelve blood feathers of the Dala represented the top killers of the demon sword's half-life efforts, and only these seven people remained. The empty crow died for the old man to block the gun, the blood crow Duozhe died in the battle of the two states in Baiyan City, and the poisonous crow, the dreaded crow and the soul crow were all killed by the Dala royal family in various parts of the Dala state.

When people are old, they love to recall the past, recalling the pleasure and laziness of the drunken Dala Blood Feather in the small shop of Wumeng. Rao is that he kills like this without blinking, and he is also in tears, and his heart slowly twitches.

Brothers are like siblings, when will they be able to stay alive and unwound, and be crowned kings and generals? !

One person has achieved eternal success, but he can't expect one to be immortal, isn't there still seven of these brothers? It's enough to support himself for the end! The coffin originally had the great cause of the blood frontier Wangcheng family, and he had been sealing the knife for half his life, and he was also going to experience the days of licking blood from the knife edge again!

"Come, drink this bowl of wine, take your brothers, and go to Bazhou for a walk!" The old knife picked up his bowl and took a sip of the violent dragon blood wine directly down his throat. In addition to not repenting, the Dala Blood Feathers all had a Wumeng Killing Soul behind them, which was the will of the Empty Crow, the Blood Crow, the Poison Crow, the Horror Crow, and the Soul Crow!

The old demon knife with cloudy eyes wiped the corners of his mouth, and he sneered: "Children, come with me, let you see the demon knife Luo Qingling who stepped on the knife to kill the king back then, and the thirteen knives at the bottom of his box!"

Wumeng's minor tune was slow and leisurely, and a group of eight people rode a thin old horse, bare-chested out of the northwest.

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