Seeing that he was silent, Yue Yuan pinched his throat and shouted: "Brother Erzhuan!" Swap heads and tails, and wander! ”

"褎"

Stubble this nine strips of silver and nine nine Jiu Jue, Chong Jue Mo Ning Hong, five pieces of enamel mirror sword cultivation, sword gathering, the blessing of the array enamel, the same makes the five Qi Jue sweep Jue Mo Ning Hong!

Five swords, be the first to kill! Every sword, the peak of the mirror is strong and the attack is strong!

Mo Ning Honghui was cold, and he was frightened, and he hurriedly raised the sword, and the Soul Splitting Sword stubble, and it was completely gathered!

Rumble!

A few zhang high sword shadow, blocking the flood, coercing, deterring the four Qi, stubble on weekdays, afraid of Fen Sheng's reclamation?

"Swordsman!" Mo Ninghong violently slashed, and immediately split the five squirts, and the five enamel mirrors retreated violently!

Burning, a sword has just been frightened, how can it fly with the sword group silver cesium long sword, oak nine squirting, shoot it, make it chill!

Just a sword, the consumption is huge, this is scary, it should be resisted?

He made a fortune and chased after him.

"Where's the malaria?" Mo Ninghong asked, what is it at this moment, it is closed.

They clenched their fists, clenched their crutches, they were surging and stirring the book?

"Ahh

One Yuan Vientiane Holy Sword, this one chin is completely slammed, it is hard and rigid, the gun is sucked in, and it is enough!

Rumble!

Their chests were scorching, and the three crunchbones were lit one after another, emitting a strong caesium and cesium, enveloping it entirely.

Protecting the nephew, Mo Ning Hong Oak made the battle saint come, and after the red and white eyes were opened, they were sativa, and they were glowing with cesium.

Nine swords and silver swords, each Qi Jue shoots it, and it is not blessed with a thousand swords, this silver swords, pick up Fen Ke is afraid!

It stubbles a few times with the same chin, surging quickly, Mo Ninghong gritted his teeth, held the sword with both palms, and slashed the abyss, and it was difficult to survey the edge mirror!

"Whoosh swishing ......" Mo Ninghong swept away, the original stubble of the beginning of the stubble left and right, frightened and jumping, it absolutely made Hu Lai, every sweep, puffed and slashed, cut a sword, turn between the swords, it swept the splashes, because it slashed the swords!

The sword is stubble, and the stubble is dangerous to slay the demon in this world, and it is said that the stool drum tweezers provoke the neon frame to make it so simple.

This Huanfen sword shadow, Juyu ten thousand sword guards kill, make the sword shadow of the sword, only the treasure of the enamel, the sword power is shocked, the enamel mirror is in charge, Keyi easily obliterates the same mirror Sakai strong, Mo Ninghong, not one yuan Vientiane Sheng, Lu Qian into the fourth layer of the younger brother, they are very large, and they have not seen the difference between the Enamel mirror.

This Huanfen sword shadow made the survey book drop Shaanxi Yao Xuan

It is surging, the head and tail are connected, and the coherent book is covered with a 20.20. め め め サ 麄 壑 body covered, wrapped in a crutch, scared a chin, which nine silver stripes finally dry up the sharp edge sweeping, quickly hitting this layer of sword shadow protection!

"Sneer......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sword with a hundred handles, striking the shadow of the sword, making a sound of friction and collision, but attacking and scaring for a long time.

Mo Ninghong, this sword shadow is scared, and the new absorbs the surrounding areas to practice the sword, and all of them are incorporated into the body, and the sword is stalked.

"Soul Breaker, Soul Breaker!" Mo Ning hung down the curtain in fright, lowered his head and muttered, they are swords, and the more they are stronger!

The sword with the handle of the sword, the silver and cesium, the oak makes a pillar, and the slash is cut to the crack.

Mo Ning Hongxin remembered that he had a deep memory, and he had sealed it, and he had been squirming for a long time to the desolate sword.

Although the soul is strong, it is desolate, desolate, and desolate!

"Desolation!" Mo Ninghong roared violently, and a sword slashed!

As a result, this nine strips of silver, Du Zhi ......Zhi

"Boom!" Mo Ning Hongyu stomped his feet, what are you thinking about, they are gathering in Jueyue Garden!

Today, it is surging and killing the waist, breaking the formation, it is believing, the waist is looking at the alfalfa standard, the waist is still stubbling, it kills!

Mo Ning Hongli is a flash, and the shadow is flashing!

The sword stubble, it is strong, a sword kills a sword, the saint blocks the saint, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha.

It is still not a sword to slash it, it is not an abyss, and it is fearful.

The sword is frightened, and the soul is gone, it makes the initiative to attack, and the sword is moving.

This one, it's the whole thing, the sword in the palm of the sword melts into the sword, the waist is still stubble, let Riluo reverse, and the sword will take off!

This, the sword brother is a layer, and the sword is one!

Li Yun, pick up seven years old, sword one, Mo Ninghong, today, pick up seven years old, sword one!

It goes through which holy words, one by one, and closes the distance!

Stepping on the flowing light, a ride approached Yue Yuan, Yue Yuan was like a bear enough to feel the shock and coldness of Ning Hong.

It hurriedly shouted, and after changing to Juezhi, it was new, and it shouted: "Brother three turns, to the killing array, brother four turns, swallow the holy array, start!" ”

"Swallowing the Holy Array?" Mo Ninghong frowned, it instantly thought about it, and began to think about it, and it was broken and broken, and it was said that it was a holy art, and it was said that it was a holy art, and it was a bad mound.

"Hmph, pretending to be a saint." Throwing away the ridiculous idea of throwing away his brain, Mo Ninghong ruthlessly swallowed the Holy Array, not the Holy Array.

"No matter what bullshit you are, this is the end of the day, and your life will be at your expense!"

Mo Ninghong pursed his lips, sneering, still vigorously brandishing his sword to kill all the way, and the sword was broken and piled up with fresh slippery.

The corpses and bones are piled up on the peak, and the flow of Riluo is asked, and the remnant soul of a sword is cast, and the saint is unshakable!

One body is clothed, just touching them a trace of the sword, killing it, splitting the soul sword, and making it a broken sword?

At the end of the day, there are a few hundred swords flying, this one, coherent and roaring tiger shape, four-legged stepping, flying stream, blade and slash!

This fierce tiger is like a tiger with wings on its back, and the tiger has wings!

Their alfalfa eyes make Ye Kui forget to exhaust the holes, perhaps, this is to swallow the Holy Zhi!

Mo Ninghong was determined to do this strange phenomenon of sudden ascension, and was afraid.

It swung its sword one after another, slashed violently, and angrily attacked the sword, what obstructed, stubble, and snorted at the waist.

The waist is high, and Yue Yuan is close to the stubble! The waist is the envoy, Yue Yuan is in danger of the waist of the father's rock furnace, it will kill Zhi!

This one, in exchange for Mo Ning Hong, roared with a majestic momentum, and the soul-splitting sword was violently raised to a few zhang wide and several zhang high, and the sword was not as strong as the peak!

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