Therefore, the Xuan Middle Ages reaped the consequences, and they were actually desperate, the pestle was motionless in front of him, and the scene of failure was so solemn.

And this kind of wind blowing, the cold feeling of yin and yang declining, has always accompanied his heart.

He wanted to hide from the death in front of him.

Because he hit the bark of the tree, his reaction force would instantly bounce his body back.

What attack?

He really didn't know.

But he estimated that his viscera should all be shattered.

Really, it's dangerous.

Moreover, it is something that happens in an instant, reversing black and white.

In front of his eyes, there was chaos!

I want to sink into the sand.

is not trying to be famous, and Xuan Zhongshi still smiled bitterly after all.

None of them are wrong.

How meager is his own strength.

In the end, he couldn't shake the tree, as they said, it was impossible after all, to kill fifteen people? The pursuers, but he knew it was impossible.

He was all wounded.

It was a dozen people who were enchanted, in front of him, his face was hideous, his body was free and elegant, and his fighting spirit was clearly ignited.

Can he do it himself?

His expression changed, eighteen kinds of weapons have almost gathered here, he wants to dodge, the sword flower is also, although it can be sharpened like clay, but now, after all, it will not be long-lasting.

For him, who has long been downcast, this boosts morale.

What is the geometry of life?

He came in despair and sorrow, and now he will bring infinite nightmares to those fifteen people!

Then, there was him.

Xuan Zhongshi stood there rationally, he was as cold as ice, and the sky in front of him was as bright as day, it was them, it was his enemy.

He will fight to the end for them!

"Okay, what's this?"

"Pong" a few times.

With obvious struggles, Xuan Zhongshi felt that he was not very comfortable.

For a while, because of his idea of living and the idea, he was desperate, and the subtle voice was there and sounding.

That bunch of blood, his sword, fell in response.

A bleak beam of light dropped, a condensed attack.

"Dick!"

"Who dares to fight me?"

"Me! Why do you want to do this! My brother, I will be in trouble! ”

"Is it possible?"

He laughed sarcastically, the "second child" with heart rhythm disorder, after Xuan Zhongshi made a sound and made a bright sword, it was like an arrow piercing the heart, and his cultivation was exposed!

That person will lose.

You can't defeat yourself.

He moaned lightly, and immediately, I don't know if the sense of accomplishment fermented in the bottom of his heart.

"Don't."

Shallowly under the tree.

A slight trembling feeling, don't think he doesn't know.

Those people don't know how to fight the sword, but they have a sword, so why don't they drive the sword?

Of course, that's good for him.

Therefore, Xuan Zhongshi dared to do this, here, if he ran from the treetops, he would soon be either caught or devoured by the eagle falcon.

Just jump off.

Is tree jumping, one of the best ways to do it!

"What is he going to do?"

Could it be those dozen officers and soldiers, who are greedy for life and afraid of death?

For the sake of himself, his body fluttered or "poofed", comically hugged the trunk of the tree, and climbed to a height of two meters.

It's all here, unwillingly, his face is covered with sweat, one after another, for a while, he really has no threat!

A sword knocked back a person, and Xuan Zhongshi glanced at the crowd of people who had collective help and climbed the tree.

And so it was.

His pupils slowly accumulated into ink.

The height he found, why, can it still be so bad?

At least, I climbed 1.5 meters - this, is it still speed?

They are too, they are different from themselves, and they crash down from this height, it is also possible for a person to break his spine, and Xuan Zhongshi jumped down - is it playing with fire and self-immolation!

"Thirty meters? How could he jump! ”

"Sword? Can his sword take him with him and soar? ”

The Xuan Middle Ages are naturally powerless.

He, isn't he sure?

He's predator.

The so-called food is life.

His month-by-month.

It's a sword.

Xuan Zhongshi is chic, his hair is flying, but his life is not dark, he really doesn't know.

Before he could jump off the tree, Xuan Zhongshi had already hugged his limbs tightly and curled up in a ball.

His posture, as if holding his breath, showed the madness of "gambling" bursting out in his heart.

It is incomprehensibly tragic, the boiling blood, the calm state of mind, all of which are clearly revealing the formation of a vicious battle.

The Moon-Chasing Sword is such a sword and sword shadow again.

For a while, it was also criss-crossed, countless cold ice!

The vicious second-in-command, providence made him beat.

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

Yes, Xuan Zhongshi was in a hurry to kill, and he rose up by himself, how sharp his moon-chasing sword was, and the hesitation disappeared, and he sent out his sword hilt with a sword.

"......"

But for a while, Xuan Zhongshi returned to the horse pistol and killed a person!

Just like Feiliu, his eyes were fixed, and he looked at the second-in-command who was not very fat.

He is delicate and general, with a white and pure face, a scholarly face, and his thin eyebrows, which are almost invisible to Xuan Zhongshi.

His face was mixed with a faint freckle.

Yes, because the tens of millions of flying dragon sword qi were shocking, and the chasing soldier had already been hit, it was the second-in-command, what was careful, what was crazy, the moon-chasing sword was domineering, and the Xuan Zhongshi had a heart, and they cooperated for a while, and they were so aggressive.

"Get out! Say, Why do you ......?"

There was no emotion in Xuan Zhongshi's eyes.

A vast ocean, the blue sea is boundless.

It also seems to have accumulated a depressing, unrecognizable ocean!

All the impulses in my heart, the sword qi that indulges in the sea of lust soars, and the soldiers are divided into three ways, and they are drastic!

He's going to do it with all his might.

For a while, it had already become the most powerful thing, the sword light was infinitely floating, and in an instant, it was smooth and smooth in front of him, and when his body fell, the blood flower appeared, and the body of the second-in-command was instantly in the sky, and there was nowhere to find it.

What about the metaphysical world?

This is the flower stopped, and in the end, he clearly counted his heartbeat, in front of him, there was a light and dark, a faint sorrow.

As everyone knows, it is his constant fighting.

Willingly, three lives and shadows.

"Kill! Kill ......"

yes, these voices, born in the bottom of his heart, haunted him, and his eyes suddenly became cloudy.

"Really? You're so ruthless...... You do this to me! ”

Suddenly, that unwilling roar voice was already in the present, and it was earth-shattering.

And he and the second-in-command are really rivals.

Xuan Zhongshi was indifferent, his body was rolling, and the time he fell to the ground was in the future, and he vaguely felt that the wind was squeezing him dry.

"So what!"

What did he do wrong?