Between the flints, a box of black swords came out from this side, until he was forced to give him an eyebrow ticket.

"Lord Yan Huang, is it so easy to kill?" Cha Chen snorted coldly, the spear was like a stick, swept around, and then the man in black sneaked up, making Cha Chen fly away with a spear, and a person turned around in the void Mr. Ten just stopped.

When the black man's color changes, he must flee to the open.

However, he didn't have a chance, because the tea festival killed a sword, a sword to the throat, and then began simply and neatly.

When the man is kicked out, the tea party immediately kills him in the direction of red dust, snow, and time.

But just two steps away, a black-clothed young man wearing a ghost mask blocked the way.

The young man and his predecessors are not a hierarchy. Although there were still three days left in the dark, the cold momentum made Christmas tea terrifying, as if he was standing opposite not a person, but a box of suicide swords about to be unsheathed, waiting for the cold of life.

"Lord Yan Huang, indeed, the name is true. So the young man in black smiled quietly, his whole body was wrapped in black gas, and he heard the clanging sound. Looking at my son, there was a strange stream of symbols in the black air of the game, condensing into a black chain of symbols, moving like a snake.

"The God of Killers is very ancient today, you should be a generation of people without a name!" Cha Chen sneered, staring at the young man with black eyes.

"The name is the code name. The mouth of the young man in black showed a sad smile from the movie, "But if you want to hear it, I can ......

"Needless to say, Lao Tzu didn't want to hear it. Chachen interrupted him directly, and then walked out, sweeping away the emptiness with his sword.

"Interesting. The young man in black smiled quietly, and his body disappeared quietly. Although Chachen's sword had been captured, it could not cut him off.

When a sword misses, the tea leaves quickly retreat.

Above the dimly lit void, there was the sound of chains colliding and intertwining everywhere. Two chains of black symbols were tied around him.

Not good for me!

Moving the tea, he suddenly stopped, stepped on it, and a sword slashed out.

Pound!

His sword was already absolute, but it only sparked on the two Fuyuan chains, and even he was shocked.

Zheng!

Returning from the room, a box of black swords flew out from this side until the eyebrows of the tea festival appeared.

The tea minister was in high spirits, and his spirit was flying.

No!

Then gently pat to allow the tea to mature.

In this short moment, the young man in black was killed again, surrounded by Fu Yuanlian, and entangled with each other on Cha Chen's body.

It's true?

Ye Chen frowned, and found that the iron chain tied to the Great Fortune Source could swallow the essence and strange source of the Great Blessing Origin. The Fu Yuan above is actually climbing his body in a loop, which is a kind of sealing magic.

You see, Christmas tea naturally won't give him a chance.

Suddenly, Cha Chen's qi and blood rose, and his momentum suddenly climbed, and Mr. Sheng slammed into Fuyuan's iron chain.

Zheng!

The young man dressed in black was once again killed by the sword of Shang'adi and Mang, and it was too late for lettuce to avoid the tea season. Their shoulders were pierced on the spot, and the golden blood splashed on the tickets was the brightest.

Cha Chen snorted coldly, as soon as the problem of beating people came out, there would be no young man in black.

"It's so high, look at you. The young man in black smiled quietly and fled to the open space again, followed by a cold voice, "This time, cut off your head with it." ”

"With you?" Cha Chen's cold joke, the great god Ding immediately offered, a wisp of golden saliva, converging into a golden waterfall, escaping the big ones around Jia Tianzi, arranged by himself, and the intersection of Tiansheng Avenue completely.

Say!

Due to the simplicity and naturalness of Shending, the volume is large and generous, and there is a pressure problem of 100,000 kilograms, and the empty space of thousands of square feet can still be broken inch by inch.

It was just a low buzzing sound, so coincidentally escaping into the empty space of the black-clothed young man and squeezing out.

"What a powerful spiritual weapon. The young man in black glanced hotly at the huge sacred tripod of Tea Christmas, and could see how different the sacred tripod was.

"That hanging just now, can you take this action?" Cha Chen was killed, and his brother took the dragon knife, step by step, flew into the sky, broke it, and a five-foot-long knife immediately appeared.

Look, the young man in black looked majestic, and the black sword was immediately raised above his head.

Eight pieces of trash slashed the black sword, attracting sparks of snow.

Immediately, the young man in black was half-kneeling on the empty floor, blood still flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Eight Demon Wilds. The young man in black moved quickly, with a surprised expression on his face. That's the magic of knowing what a tea festival is.

"Where to go?" Chachen's brother Zhan Changdao forcibly killed and occupied a knife, but it was cut empty anyway, and the young man was immediately smashed on the black back.

Wind Magic!

At this moment, Chen Tongxiao, the sword of tea, was in his hand. He's like the wind. He didn't pat it quickly. He was like a golden Emperor who broke his body at the moment when the young man in black kept wearing his body.

Pant!

The young man in black spurted blood and retreated.

However, the tea party did not give him a chance to become one. He picked up the dragon knife and the little sword of pain. He killed them with his bare hands. Eight wastes and one punch combine a variety of secret recipes such as shaking mountain springs, running thunder palms, Kanglong, and Xuanguangyin. One punch is absolutely incomparable, and the problem disappears immediately.

The young man in black sneered, and the two symbol chains were wrapped around his wrist, which was able to improve combat effectiveness, and the free play next to the black handprint.

Pant!

Blood splattered, and the hands of the young man in black turned into blood on the spot, fighting for the ghost, his magic was not as good as the Eight Desolation Tea, fighting for him, the ancient and sacred tea body, a punch, and the problem of him vomiting blood.

Nine circles of the Emperor Seal!

The young man in black took a sip angrily, with a stamp on his palm, and slapped it on the Christmas tea.

Ba Hong Quan!

Christmas tea rushed into the sky, with the current eight unique garbage, a punch problem broke the black handprints of the past day, and again, the young man in black suddenly took out the ticket.

Give me a blow!

The flinching young man in black opened his mouth and sprayed a blood-red sword. That sword was full of killing souls. His spirit is limitless, his trembling and screaming voice is stern, and his magical voice is loud.

Tea Chen snorted coldly, the imperial movement of the Great Emperor was coming, and the lipstick killing sword was suppressed in the emptiness.

What other way is there?" Cha Chen was strong, like a god of war, stepping on Venus with his feet on his feet and his head hanging in the vast sky, dazzling.

Yes!

The young man in black is roaring, not regressive, strong and skilled, the problem is the tea festival.

Hum!

Ye Chenjun's golden hand, like a heavy mountain, shattered the magic of the young man in black with a clicking sound from the sky. Even his stool was smashed by his slap, and his success was doomed!

The young man in black roared again, his shawl glittering, his eyes red like a ghost.

"In the next life, do not tease or offend. Cha Chen's face was cold, it had already stirred up the dragon knife, if this knife was broken, the young man would die.

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