"Huh-sne--" Zhang Yunjing hurriedly burned, which was really a good idea, so that Gu Yi cut off the sword, and then summoned the sword to fly, and the same flying sword, a circle of red and a circle, the well burned in order, and continued to break the old line of the assassination of Jue and Han!

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

This Fen flying sword slammed into the old Korean line, the oak stubble stubble, the sword scarbed a crack, and the sword stubble curled!

Zhang Yunjingcai has just been promoted to the rank of the Huang Rank Formation Master, and with it, the current stubble is powerful, and the roots are so powerful that the roots of the grasshopper shake the tree, and it is in vain!

Burning the old line of Han, he was stunned, frowned, stared at Zhang Yunjing, red alfalfa, and picked up Fen violence.

"Stinky Niang'er, even if you are looking for a good alfalfa, let's die-"

Han Jiu's line slammed into the palm and thundered Zhang Yunjing.

Zhang Yunjing's body trembled slightly, but he gritted his teeth, and he couldn't go crazy!

"Ten thousand swords return to the door—"

"Whoosh Whoosh ......"

The sword is a sword, a sword, a sword, a sword,

"Boom-"

In this area, the wind and the wind are roaring, showing a wave of movement, Zhang Yun is quietly swords, burning and shaking, and he is controlled by chopsticks.

In the end, the old Han line was full of one palm, and the two palms were stacked, and this flying sword suddenly flew away and flew away, and the tiger was lost.

"Seal the Formation—"

Lying on the stubble, dying of a breath Mo Ninghong, the chin is like a double scarf, the spirit of the saint burns, and suddenly a layer of the tree, the cold is deceitful, and the speed spreads towards the old Korean line, blocking the old Korean line and striking Zhang Yunjing's palm print.

"Chopsticks—"

Mo Ninghong opened his eyes and roared with all his might.

Immediately, it raised its head, looked at the void, and muttered: "Even the waist is restored!" Recover! ”

But he listened to Fu Shan's words: "Sorry, Keyi recovers, deduct one thousand performance, you need a thousand breaths from your waist, you need to take a thousand breaths from your waist, you are more severely injured, stubble recovers, and the tiger is chaotic!" ”

"Nonsense!" Mo Ninghong was forced to treat him early, and his eyes were red and fresh.

Suddenly, a curtain broke down, enveloping Mo Ninghong, and Huang Shi quickly shook his head!

Seeing this, Han Lao pouted: "Thinking about recovery? No door! ”

Han Jiuxian pouted, his body cracked the oak layer, stepped on the plane, and stabbed him with a gun!

"Bang!"

The hammer flew too much, and the guns of Sakai were so bad that their palms and arms made them numb.

Han Jiuxian's face was calm, Kan Jue waved his hammer to Xia Xian, and the voice was remarked: "Hindering-"

"Hmph, Master Yu is not dead yet, what are you anxious about?" Xia Xian continued to smash and smash, and the old Han line swept the spear, and Xia Xian was knocked into the air with a sloppy chin between his chin and slammed into the air!

The body is scared, they are measured, Xia Xian is afraid to resist!

"The icons collide—"

"Destruction of the Waste—"

Accompanied by two roars, the west wind snorted on the right side of the Huangfu Hao Zuo to unleash a chaotic roar on the old Korean line.

I saw Zuobian Yizun waving his palm, the palm print covered a piece of the mountain, and the west wind on the right shot a black mang, embracing the devastating tiger and surging violently!

Han Laoxian grinned, the fierce monster pouted, his muscles swelled, and his body swelled with thousands of feet, and he was all over!

"Cover the sea! The Prison Famine—"

Zuo Bian struck a palm, screamed wildly, clawed, grabbed the palm of this holy elephant, and on the right side of the hand, he slammed into this pole and gathered the wilderness!

The old Korean line is still not left!

After Zhi, I saw that the threat of the two sinister deletions was annihilated, and it was in danger!

Han Jiu's line library is running wildly, cracking the layer, and the alfalfa standard is staring at the stubble to heal the wounded Mo Ninghong, alfalfa Shengping, and the secret: This is the one who enters the chopsticks and threatens the Tai Kun! You should die first!

Han Jiu's spear was shutting down, and the rubber archery was the same, and he was fiercely stabbing at Mo Ninghong!

Burning and flashing suddenly, his arms stretched, and he blocked Mo Ninghong!

"Poof!"

The spear penetrated and made Zhang Yunjing!

In an instant, Zhang Yunjing trembled, his sativa, and his breath slowly dispersed.

Burning stubble it scattered, its mind was full of thoughts, and it summoned a short sword.

This short sword, tattooed with a wind kite, is exiled, and the strong coercion coerces the deceitful movement!

"Feng Jian Breaking the Army-"

Zhang Yunjing's thoughts converged, and he shouted loudly, this short sword flew and flew away, stabbing the chest of Han's old line!

"Whew-"

Seeing the cesium scales on the chest of the old line, one piece of the sword began to detach, and then this short sword, the body of the sword penetrated, and the fold was folded, and the red pierced them Maruta!

"Sneer......"

Picking up a number of flying twists one after another, Han Lao's line actually made the first to smash!

Han Jiu's line is sloppy, sluggish, and his mouth is distorted, and his face is distorted.

"This envoy...... Dea-...... Uh......"

"Bang!"

Han Lao's body was slowly falling down, trembling, stubbling, and smashing the jade talisman......

Zhang Yunjing, the stubble is scared, the delicate body is out of control and falls, and the same is upside down, and the stubble is still trembling, like a waist piercing through the autumn stubble.

Mo Ninghong was injured, and he hadn't recovered yet, he was strong and strong, and he pounced on Zhang Yunjing, and he hugged it, holding it red, and shouted: "Yunjing——"

Mo Ning Hongsheng was desolate, and hurriedly shouted at Fu Shan: "Puppet performance, save it-"

Fu Shan calmly: "This ...... It hurts the foundation, don't shout, even after two or three to save you, after breaking the rules, for a while, even if you save it, you don't do a kind of work, even temporarily lift it to protect the pulse, you send it away, it burns the emperor's heart, one is simple, let their elders save it, Yue chopsticks, even if it is a one-time companion! ”

Zhang Yunjing's delicate body trembled slightly, and she shook her head.

Mo Ninghong's palm was busy, and he said by Fen, Zhang Yunjing touched it indiscriminately, and Zhang Yunjing saved it from Yu Fu Keyi, and Mo Ninghong didn't do it!

"Ning Hong...... Occasionally, ......"

Zhang Yunjing was soft and soft, making a weak sound, like talking to his waist, Mo Ninghong covered his mouth, let it speak, and asked it to speak, regardless of its anxious appearance.

Chin, Mo Ning Hong's breath is rough, fierce and wild, it hates to unload the old Han line in eight pieces, and it is ten thousand cuts!!

Mo Ning Hongyun reminisced about it, and he was choked with pain, what is the same drama Jing Jing waist and waist and performance, a Luo Zhenqi, what is enough, and now the stubble is red and Lai, Zhang Yunjing, what about the bitterness?

Mo Ninghong trembled and touched the cheek, the chief basket made Zhang Yunjing chest, touched the jade talisman, it hesitated and pinched, and then stuck to Zhang Yunjing's ear, comforting: "No, you are a couple!" ”