Chapter 312: Expectation
"Hiss......" Zhu Yan looked at his teeth: "I still send it to my waist, this Mo Ning Hong's rampant mania, this stubble is sleeping in the building, and I will let the girl give the money jacket to the waist."
Qiu Lonely pouted bitterly: "Lingshi, you can leave a lot of money for yourself!" The rest of the scare picks up Zhi Bajiu, and give it to it. ”
"Where, what about the system?"
"According to Mo Ninghong's thoughts, destroy it!"
"Ke Envoy ......"
"What about the envoy, do it!"
……
One peak and one peak, Meng Ji hugged his arms and smacked his lips: "Oops...... If you want another sect to be destroyed, you are still looking at Keyi, you have done it cleanly enough, I will help you! "Whew!
They didn't see it.
One day later, the door was shattered, a piece of ruins was swayed, resources were scavenged, plundered, and Qiu was lonely, and it was all over the place!
……
Mangyu, Baijunmen——
"Boss, the enemy is in the water!"
As he knelt down in a panic, Yue Zhuo's face turned pale and he was extremely relieved.
Next to Yue Zhuo, there are no four years of sword cultivation, and the enamel mirror is complete.
"Uncle Shi, what about making the scarlet beast terrifying?"
This one had a gloomy face, his fists, and he clenched his clenched tightly, and he glanced at Jue Yue's alfalfa cesium, and he didn't complain a little.
Yue Zhuo was flustered and depressed.
It straightens out the sword formation, scares the secretary of the station, and forgives me|: "The sword formation!" ”
Then, seeing a few thousand people, the envoy held a sharp sword in his hand, stepped briskly, and went to the followers to shake the sound of the sound of the Xuanjue, and flew away.
Jiuzhang high hall door, collapsed, a plaque, a handsome man and frightened.
Which plaque, ten thousand to return to one four words, swaying the prison, radiating bright.
This is a one, a door, a two, a snow peak, no water.
Mo Ninghong, Xu Yun stands in a row, Xu Yun closes his eyes, one palm is behind the stubble, the other is a palm, the other is a palm, and the other is a five-inch bǐshǒu, bǐshǒu丄, although the eyes are shining, but the eyes are full of the fishy Zhizhi, and the remnant soul of the stubble.
Yue Zhuo stood on the stubble, one alfalfa, first to survey Xu Yun, they were sage, as far as the cold and convenient, and then to survey the other, and then, to make the fierce stunning.
They squinted at the alfalfa, squinted at the alfalfa, scared, and carefully measured.
Suddenly, it was surprised to look at the tiger alfalfa, and shouted: "Mo Ninghong! You are not dead yet! ”
Mo Ning Hong glanced at the cold, and held the sword in his hand, and pulled out the sheath between his chins.
This makes a treasure of the first hand, a flash of the sword, accompanied by a shoe, and a groom, and a milk caesium is strong.
Mo Ninghong slowly raised his palm, put the sword, and pouted with Han Hanyi: "I heard that Bai Gongmen, Yi Jian entered the stubble, stubble scared the material, and the special Lai led the teaching, which hero, dare to fight?" ”
The crowd was silent for a long time, and they didn't answer.
Finally dry, a piece of oblique hair is elegant, and he is seven years old.
This is a thought, and the sword on his back summons the scarf, and the xia is flashing, and the power is overwhelming.
The sharp sword, light and stubble, it flipped fluently, and the palm enamel made the water smash the ditch.
"Humph! Mo Ninghong! You are very powerful, and you are a thief of peach flail?
Cheering lightly, Yu Chuan stepped on the wandering road, one road instantly killed and swept away, one word snorted, and one sword pierced Jue Mo Ning Hong's chest.
Mo Ninghong moved, the sword moved, the left palm was raised, and the palm fingers flicked lightly.
"Ding!"
Yu Chuan shook the tip of his sword, and he was instantly frightened.
Yu Chuan was sour for a while, and Mo Ninghong pointed out, letting them retreat.
"Boom!" After Yu Chuan retreated two times, he crutched his feet, and the three swords were too swordsman, and they were caught in the beginning of Fei Chang, and his heels were flying away, and the three swords were swept together, and Fen Bei stabbed Mo Ning Hong's left shoulder and right shoulder.
Mo Ninghong's feet did not move, he raised his sword and began to move, and he waved lightly, Yu Chuan's sword bounced away, and the stubble made a sound of stubble, and he inserted the stubble vertically after burning.
Yu Chuan Hongyi was a huge bullet, and after Luo Zhizhi, it turned its head and glanced at it, and suddenly its head trembled, and the whole thing was terrifying.
Mo Ninghong was indifferent: "Double, you, you are worthy of the battle." ”
From the beginning to the end, Mo Ninghong did not move.
Yu Chuan lost his soul in an instant, his muddy clothes were soft, the oak and wood were the same, and he was dumbfounded, picking up a few feet of the sword, pulling out the water, and returning in frustration.
Mo Ning Hongyu glanced at Zhu Yan coldly: "Is it still not?" ”
"Bang vulture?
Next to the stubble Yue Xuan, a sword cultivator of the mirror of the enamel mirror, drew the sword and fled, flew to the beginning, and shouted angrily: "You are rebellious, relying on you to be endowed, and you are scared and frightened?" ”
Mo Ninghong looked at it, chattering, silently.
"Hmph," this sword cultivator swung the sword in fright, his eyes widened, and he was frightened: "Even the sword is frightened, and you have died two enamel mirror Qi, one enamel mirror Qi, you, what are you?" ”
Anyway, this sword cultivation instantly raised the sword and slashed the cheeks of Mo Ning Hong, this sword, the peak of the sword, the fast wind, in the middle of the jaw, the sword was torn and slashed, the gust of hurricane roared and began to roar, and the spur was connected to the shock, who stood within a few feet, and the suffocation would be suffocated.
"Kill!" This sword cultivator shouted violently, and the sword sword was close to the stubble after the sword was finished.
Mo Ninghong moved quietly, and this movement made a twist and a shapeshift.
It's a mang, and this sword has been brushed aside!
"Whew!"
Turning the alfalfa, after Mo Ning Hongsi repaired the sword after standing on the stubble, the idle court messenger carried the sword and stabilized Taifeng.
This sword cultivation made the alfalfa beads linger, and the holy cesium was stagnant, frightening the acquaintance to glance at his chest.
"Ah......h
It screamed hoarsely, it squirmed, its own accomplices slipped through its belly, its abdomen and wounds, and its waist and limbs ran through it.
"Bang!" They were all over the place, and their legs were still stubble, standing and squirming.
The crowd is suffocating, the cold wind is silent, the wind is blowing, the stubble is moving, the stubble is trembling, the stubble is shaking!
Hurry up and make a sword!
Yue Zhuo, Du Zhu captured the appearance of Mo Ning Hong's sword, and he surveyed it, and made a stubble superimposed on the afterimage of the beginning.
As for the dry and dry of them, this Fen Enamel Mirror is strong, including the four old door masters, and the survey is even more confusing.
The burning and spitting mirrors are strong, but what a strange thing is that it is stubble.
What other words are there to describe it? Only fear of the word.
And don't scare the companion to die, and Jane's soul will be mourned.
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