Red crows stand in the clouds.

Gale wind, green clothes, black hair, red face is a beautiful picture

A smile is enough to turn sentient beings upside down

Jia Jie coughed lightly twice, raised his head proudly, and reminded the crazy animals: This is the master's dish, no one should look at the surrounding "livestock" and sighed in unison, quickly turned his head away, and never looked at it again.

It's not that they have high consciousness and noble morals, but that beauties already belong to their hearts. Take a look at it more, it will only hurt a little more If other people are favored by beauties, the frustrated person can sigh sourly: Hey, it's a human tragedy of flowers and cow dung again, it's a pity, this lucky boy is Jia Jie, they can only cry and sigh: I hate to meet when I am not married

Jia Jie was like a proud little rooster, "oh oh" twice to repel the competitor, and when he looked back, he saw that his "little hen" had entered the state, and actually responded to him with "cluck".

"Giggles, Brother Jia Jie, look at Uncle Bear Hunt, he's really restrained."

Jia Jie looked down, didn't he?

I saw that the father who had just sworn to be absolutely "restrained" and would never steal the scenery of the juniors, but at this time he was a first-class plagiarism, looking at the audience, there was no young man who could be more eye-catching than his old man

The knife like the door panel danced into a round sphere, and water could not splash in. The knife is like the remnant sun, and every swing of the knife will inevitably bring up the blood light in the sky.

Dripping blood, mountain-like people, impeccable knife skills

The knife was carefully refined by Jia Jie, and it was eight feet long, with a total of 3,600 catties

People are in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, a genius in the sky, diligent in learning the secret spell of the giant spirit, towering like the mountain of Kunlun

The knife technique is the perception of the battlefield, integrated into the meaning of Tai Chi, and mixed with hundreds of practices, which can be called a swan song

Such a knife, such a person, plus such a knife technique. It is to hunt the bear flame into the battlefield, like a fierce bear returning to the deep mountains, and like a boulder rolling down from the peak, rolling and raging on the boundless grassland, everywhere it goes, it is devastating and decaying, how can there be a little stagnation

Not far away, there is a spirit demon realm to worship and care, not one, but three are not Jia Jie's request, but they are voluntary who doesn't know, Elder Bear Hunt is the father of the Great Elder, if he can save him once and form a good fate, he will never have to worry about the Great Elder's benefactor in the future, who does not look down on it

It's a pity that the Bear Hunter has let them down. From beginning to end, this little eighth-order figure, but with a solid and perverted defense, not very powerful but not to be underestimated, all opponents were cut off the horse, whether it was a seventh-order spirit, an eighth-order powerhouse, and even a demon in the early stage of the ninth order, he was cut down by him. And he, not even a piece of oily skin has scratched such combat effectiveness and combat awareness, which is really embarrassing

When a few worshippers were about to despair, the opportunity came.

A mid-ninth order demon, wrapped in black mist, shook his body and silently reached the top of his head. Bear Hunter didn't know where he got the inspiration, and when he lowered his head, he dodged the first blow of the demon.

The three worshippers said a fluke for him, and then became excited, this guy is not easy to deal with, it's always our turn to make a move

The demon's second blow came

This time, he shot angrily, flying sand and rocks, rolling a great land into a black and dreary desert. The black mist in the sky shrouded a radius of ten miles. The black mist shrank, shook, and exploded, turning into a mountain-like troll, with a blurred face and a fishy smell, but with god-like power.

Hunting Xiongyan's eyes narrowed into a line, the knife in his hand trembled rhythmically, and his heart beat in the knife, the essence was in the knife, the wind was in the knife, the sunset was in the knife, and the whole world was in the knife

Then, the knife was gone

A punch that shattered the sky, but encountered a groundbreaking knife, the ending is destined to be a tragedy

The three worshippers only saw thin lines shooting out of Xiong Yan's hand, faint, but the knife in his hand was gone.

Brilliant to the point of being dull. If a person has an extreme understanding of the way of the knife, there will be no sword, only the way of heaven

The knife technique that contains the way of heaven, the knife that does not see the shadow, the troll that collapses, the demon whose head bursts, and the man who stands up to the sky

After pondering for a moment, Xiong Hunt Yan suddenly laughed, slapped the knife like a door panel with his palm, and sang loudly. The song is desolate, with no words and no music. The word is the sound of the knife, and the song is the meaning of the knife. What the others heard from the singing, Jia Jie didn't know. What he hears is indomitable, responsibility, and the pride of men

After singing the song, Bear Hunter gently slapped the blade of the knife three times, and the blade trembled and trembled, gradually becoming transparent, turning into an invisible blade. Three more blows, and the blade reappeared. The size of the door panel, the extremely powerful blade, has completely changed its appearance. There is no handle, only the blade. The smooth and condensed lines, the color of the setting sun, and the one-armed bear hunter are so perfect

Jia Jie looked at the knife stupidly, the man. He has seen the refining method of "Yi Lian", and today's knife is no longer something he can understand

In the middle of the night, Jia Jie also laughed a few times, then took out a vermilion gourd, shook his hand and threw it to his father. Hunting Xiongyan's eyes lit up, he took the gourd, bit the plug with his teeth, and the drum dong was a booze. This drink is half an hour.

Three hundred catties of fine wine went down, but the stomach did not bulge, and the gourd was not empty. The fiery red liquor, the stream generally trickles down from the beard, turns into aura and seeps into the skin, and not a drop is wasted.

After a long time, Bear Hunter drank enough wine, let out a long breath, and then turned the gourd upside down and poured the wine on the knife, like the gentlest mother bathing her child. That serious demeanor made Jia Jie a little surprised. He didn't remember Bear Hunter bathing him.

The one-armed bear hunter, carrying a knife, with an open arms and a red gourd around his waist, walked into the group of demons step by step.

They had been surrounded by the army of Yangu and encircled together. There are ninth-order demons who want to escape, but they are thrown back like garbage by the heavenly offerings. So, I went to luck and concentrated on working hard.

White wolf, Fengqi, Gutian Fang, Tao Zhuer. Each of the four led a team and killed them from the middle of the four sides.

Bear Hunter let out a long roar and jumped into the center of the demon team. Here, the only ten remaining ninth-order demons are hiding here.

No need to say hello, just kill. Knife one by one, chop melons and vegetables

The first knife, the demon who intended to fight hard broke his throat, and the spirit was shattered.

In the second knife, the limbs of the demon who spread out his body were broken, and his head burst.

In the third sword, the two mid-ninth order demons settled together.

The fourth sword, a mid-ninth order demon became a neat three hundred pieces.

The fifth, sixth, seventh, and third knives killed a demon in the late ninth order.

The eighth knife didn't touch anyone, because the demon was already broken

Eight knives, seven dead people, nothing amazing.

The people at the beginning of the eighth order slashed out eight knives, and there were seven more ninth-order dead people, and the human race was still very poor in vocabulary and didn't know what to say.

The bear hunting flame was still unfinished, and he wanted to swing the ninth sword, but he saw a magnificent sword qi blowing, and the last two ninth-order demons were wiped out

"Uncle Hunting Bear, Uncle Patriarch, you, you bully people" The white wolf's voice was extremely miserable, and in the miserable cry, there were also two bad men laughing.

From this day on, the title of the Terran Sword King has spread far and wide.

It was also from this day that Bear Hunting Yan was no longer just Yan Xiong's father in the mouths of others.

The pride of men

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