"Twins are truly amazing. Red Eyes, why do you look different from me?"

"The simple answer is that you can't tolerate anyone in the world who is as boring as you. ”

"Ha, you still know me, and you can give the most satisfactory answer every time. But now—red-eyed, it's time to go on the march!"

The main and secondary duos sang and harmonized, not feeling in danger at all. On the opposite side, the independent individuals who look like red yeast and wind-saving songs have very different thoughts.

Xuan Tong asked suspiciously: "Bang Feng Song?"

"How about dealing with the enemy and then talking about anything else?"

"Yes. ”

At the moment of the great enemy, although there are many questions, Xuan Tong has no intention of getting to the bottom of it. Huang Lijian once again showed the power of heavenly magnetism, and the maple red fast shadow flashed across the sky, approaching the demon prince again.

"Black Wings Cover the Sky!"

The rosary pierces the fire, the red eyes shoot first, the abyss is fearless, the moth empty evil fire erupts completely, and the thick evil element is condensed at one point, regardless of the sword blade cutting through the epidermis and the palm is connected to Huang Li, and the evil fire is eroded.

"Kyushu thunder shock, one breath of the same. ”

The evil fire broke out, and his clothes were scorched, forcing Xuantong to retreat in a hurry. The change was fast, Xuan Tong drew his sword in time, kicked the ground and climbed the sky, gathered the clear air in all directions, the wind and thunder were angry, and a sword swooped straight into the face of the demon prince, and the counterattack followed.

Clear and turbid, good and evil, collide fiercely in an instant. On the other side, the wind-bending sword walked like the wind, so fast that it was elusive, and it was on par with the red eye. One-on-one, the main and secondary bodies of the Demon Prince, it is difficult to gain the upper hand, and each feels that the opponent is difficult.

"Moth Dragon Tribulation!"

His mind wandered, and his red eyes suddenly turned into the state of a demon dragon. The Demon Prince had no intention of delaying, but he did not hesitate to urge the strongest move of the Buddha Prison through the ages.

The wind swept the territory, and not a single grass grows. Pitch black and evil flames, devouring endlessly!

The moth dragon overlooks the earth, and evil currents rage in all directions. The extreme move is terrifying, and the wind is not supported and retreated. Although it is dangerous to observe it, it is not clear that it is in the middle, and it is also dangerous to be created by evil fire.

When it turned sharply, Xuan Tong was about to withdraw his sword and take out the Wufu Sword, but the Yuan Shen Beast was unexpectedly stimulated at this moment, and the red light of the zenith rose into the sky, showing the sign of the gathering of three flowers.

The alien osprey rushed out of the body, and the Moro Heavenly Chapter said goodbye to the earth. Facing the Moth Dragon head-on, Xuan Tong endured the pain and pressed the Yuan Shen Beast back into his body, and with the sharp increase in his body, he swung out the most critical sword of victory and defeat.

"The wind and thunder in Kyushu are the same, and the world is the same!"

The magic sword traverses the heavens and the earth, slashing the winged evil dragon. Extreme forces produce extreme conflicts and extreme results.

Evil currents surge, geothermal eruptions, and flames burst out of the ground. Dozens of miles of long sword marks criss-crossed, and the clear sound roared endlessly. The sky shook and the earth shook, only to see the sword piercing the moth dragon and the evil demon sword, each side was hit hard, and the vermilion splashed down.

The Buddha Prison is already an enemy territory, and the Demon Prince and Red Eyes have no intention of staying, and fly away regardless of their injuries. And after swinging his sword with all his might, Xuan Tong, who was overflowing with art, also fell into silent silence.

"King Ring?"

Confirming the goal of this trip, Bang Fengqu saw that Xuantong was injured and had not yet eased his breath, and without hesitation, he wanted to get close to Xuantong and take people away.

The clinker, handed over to the hand and passed all over the hundred miles, and suddenly saw the dragon blade Tianfeng slash and split the two sides, saying that Tai Sui was in place first, blocking before Xuantong.

"You're not him, and you can't take him with you. ”

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A little ink mark in the vast snow is not abrupt, and the landscape is poignant. The reproduced black and white shadow shows the handsome true face in front of people. The sorrow that can't be dissolved, composes a poignant killing song under the sword.

A sword, no blame. The name of the short sword move, but it has a meaning that cannot be underestimated. Killed without injury and killed the skull hunter with a sword, and suddenly made the princes feel like they were facing great enemies.

"Xuanlong Shield!"

Xuan Huan picked up the curse lord, and Xuan Bin, who was also the crown prince, was forced to face the forbidden sword at this moment. However, before he found out the way to move without injury, Xuan Bin didn't dare to take it lightly for a while, and made a move to put defense first.

The iron saliva is meandering and extremely dazzling. The pale swordsman's expression was lonely, his killing intent rose slightly, his white hair fluttered, and the final realm that opened up with excitement enveloped a group of enemies in it, and he was not even moved.

"This sword will make life and death cold, and only after drinking blood can it be miserable. ”

Except for the woman who had trapped him, he was indifferent to whatever he saw. Step down and move around. The ink sword passed everywhere, and there was no time to wail, and there was another corpse.

"I don't know what to call it, Black Curse Branding Gram!"

The crisis is approaching, it is difficult to understand the swordsman's thoughts, and the prince of Xuanque still urges all his strength to deal with it, the black feather is flying, and the figure is like a phantom, wanting to avoid the approaching sword edge.

At the same time, Xuan Li also drew his sword to make a move, but the ice and fire bipolar style lost the essence and purity, and he could not stop the castration without injury. Wearing black feathers without injury, mourning the strangeness of the fusion of sword qi and magic, Deng made the Xuanque trick invalid and disintegrate.

"Brother Six Emperors!"

"Uh-"

The voice of anxiety is difficult to stop the ink sword from taking his life. Xuan Que stopped in surprise, and he succeeded one after another without injury, making the general of the forest prison fearful for a while, and no one dared to step forward.

The chaos was settled, and in the two battle situations, Wen Renran, who was too annoying, was not resistant to wear and tear out the armor, so he simply gave up his sword and carried the evil thunder, and the heaven and earth Wuji ten percent of a palm implied a dark energy shock, and suddenly let the king of Hades turn into a rolling gourd, vomiting red and falling out of the battle group.

"If the skin is thick, roll down, you can't die anyway. ”

One victory and defeat have been divided, and when he heard this, he didn't look at the anger of the king of Hades, and turned to look at the battle between the king of Jiwu and the ghost side.

After a long time of seesawing, there will eventually be a difference between high and low consumption. The ghost fang's red life is peculiar, and the more he fights, the more brave he becomes. He had never practiced the character scroll, and King Jiwu's physical strength gradually couldn't keep up with the consumption, which made the situation of victory and defeat change subtly.

"Eight Dragons Reverse Path!"

However, for the reform of the broken island system, King Jiwu, who knew that he could not be defeated, regardless of fatigue, forced the true yuan, and had the ingenuity to change the waste scroll to gather the spirit of the king of the broken island.

"Take!"

"Heh, you're calculating. But how could I let you win so easily?"

With a trick, King Jiwu stopped and stood tall. The ghost Fang Chiming laughed angrily, and was about to force another battle.

Hearing this, he suddenly said: "If the Red King wants to continue the war, why don't you ask for advice from below?"

"Heh, how is this battle calculated?"

"If you lose to me, is there any point in arguing over the results of these three battles?"

If Wen Renran defeated the two kings in a row, in the case of the threat of no injury, even if the alliance of the three kings could defeat the four realms, it would be more than worth the loss for the king of Hades and the ghost Fang's red life.

"Hades, you've let me down!"

His thoughts were racing, and the ghost Fang felt slightly tricky, knowing that he couldn't conquer the Borneo trench this time. However, in the face of other people's challenges, the ghost party will never choose to escape.

However, just as the third battle was about to start, two explosions came from the Fire House Buddha Prison, causing the ghost Fang to stop his movements.

"Moro Heaven Chapter ......"

"King Ring!"

Stunned by the familiar breath, the king of Hades and the ghost fang had different thoughts. But after that, in the dust and haze from afar, red and white sword light flew out, domineering, and the momentum was shocking!

"Mutian Nine Songs...... Is it the Faun?!"