(Cat flutter Chinese) Zhao Feng traveled all the way south, and the academy on the Jintong Plain finally began to fight with the coachman, perhaps the beginning means that the end of the rainbow was beheaded and the coachman was seriously injured, even if the iron sword appeared, there was no way, the fortune teller, a heavenly apocalypse was cut off by a sword light from the Great Song Dynasty, and was counterattacked, and now lost his combat power. net

The contemplator Dao heart does not provoke the red dust, but those red dust intentions are wantonly destroyed in the true qi, even the contemplator did not expect that after the master ascended to the sky, he still left such a hand, and the Daomen cultivator would not provoke the red dust, but the master ascended to the sky and brought the red dust into the sky, so the Daomen cultivators must have been infected with the red dust.

The calculation of the academy is not counted, because no matter how you calculate it, it can't win the Daomen, because the Daomen represents the heaven and the earth, although the blue sky and Haoyang are usurping the upper position, but it is still the sky, and the master suppresses those red dust intentions, so the academy's plan is to target the coachman and others, a sword from the north injured the fortune teller, making it a waste, Zhao Feng realized the artistic conception of the red dust, and a sword came out to cut off the coachman, the rainbow bridge injured the coachman, and the blacksmith appeared to block it, so that Lu Xiaoxiao quickly killed the coachman, and then dealt with the blacksmith.

The master sighed, the academy is so calculating, maybe the Lin'an outside has been calculated to enter, then the bow and arrow are the fuse, the master may ascend to the throne of the god in the blue sky and Haoyang, and the reincarnation of the yellow sky and Baiyang will start to calculate, and the master's collection of Lu Xiaoxiao and Tuoman is the planned thing, it turns out that the master can see farther than anyone else.

On the Jintong Plain, Tuuman resisted the blacksmith's attack, Lu Xiaoxiao fought and killed the coachman, the blacksmith was in a hurry, and the coachman couldn't go on for a long time, and the two of them would die if the fortune teller was counterattacked, so the final outcome would definitely not be good there, and the ballad made the cultivators of the entire Daomen unable to act, and the academy won the first step.

The coachman barely resisted the attack of Lu Xiaoxiao's wooden stick, he was embarrassed, and there were blood stains at the corner of his mouth, the wooden stick seemed to fall gently, but after each collision, it was as heavy as a mountain, if the coachman was not injured, then the rainbow bridge was not cut off, such an attack would not be seen in his eyes, but now he is injured.

The coachman felt that the wooden stick was getting heavier and heavier every time it fell, like a mountain, and the hand holding the horsewhip began to tremble, and the true qi in his body could not be continued, and the blacksmith became more and more anxious, but Tuoman could not let him take a step forward, and the blacksmith was also terrified in his heart, that is, the people of the academy were too genius, and it took more than ten years to catch up with them for a hundred years.

The blacksmith shouted, shook back Tuoman's entanglement, and quickly rushed to the coachman's side, in the past, the coachman was damaged, Tuoman was hit by the blacksmith and retreated more than ten steps, when he was just about to attack, he had seen the blacksmith towards the coachman, Lu Xiaoxiao saw the blacksmith attack, and then the north wind rose and quickly came to the coachman's side, and directly hit the coachman into the wind and disappeared, the blacksmith was shocked and just prepared to attack, so that Lu Xiaoxiao and the coachman fell out of the north wind, but Tuoman would not give the blacksmith a chance.

Time was passing, when Tuoman's tiger's mouth blood stained the iron knife red, Lu Xiaoxiao appeared beside Tuoman, the blacksmith looked at Lu Xiaoxiao's appearance, his face changed greatly, and he saw a gust of wind passing through the coachman and falling out, but the coachman was not alive, or the corpse that had lost its temperature and heartbeat, and the strong man of the eternal night died like this.

In the Heavenly Dao Temple, the fortune teller suppressed the backlash in his body, sat on the ground and cultivated, but the sudden sword light in addition to cutting off the apocalypse also brought a strong will, the fortune teller didn't know who cut the sword light, but now his situation is not good at all, because no one can help him, the viewer suppressed the red dust and couldn't make a move, the Dao Gate was shattered by that song, and countless Dao Heart Masters finally made a move.

The blacksmith was shocked, the hammer in his hand trembled with his body, and the death of the coachman was next, and he knew that even if the Daomen did not have that ballad, he would not have made a move, because they were dogs after all.

Tuoman glanced at Lu Xiaoxiao with a smile, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then went away together, the blacksmith was still surprised, he didn't expect that Tuoman would attack now, and resist the attack of the iron knife in a hurry, after Tuoman made a move, Lu Xiaoxiao immediately made a move, and the wooden stick was lightly struck, but it fell on the blacksmith as heavy as a mountain.

The blacksmith resisted Tuoman's iron knife, but he was directly hit by Lu Xiaoxiao, and then flew out upside down, spitting blood, and the most important thing was that the wood was hit in a meridian, and suddenly the blacksmith felt that the true qi in his whole body began to be chaotic, and that meridian was even more blocked, and the cultivation seeds in his body cracked.

Slow down a step and continue to attack Lu Xiaoxiao before he was unwilling, after all, the blacksmith is a strong man, as long as he stands on the ground, then his body is like steel, the blacksmith is embarrassed to block their attack, but because he was injured, his body was really chaotic and could not exert his strength, and the death of the coachman made him even more frightened.

Tuoman's attacks are getting faster and faster, and the blacksmith's attacks are getting less and less, and from time to time it is very difficult to resist Lu Xiaoxiao's wooden stick in the wind, the blacksmith doesn't want to die, especially after the eternal night, he doesn't want to die, Qingtian Haoyang gave him the opportunity to see immortality, so this is the condition of being the watchdog of the Daomen, but even the blacksmith didn't expect that the master calculated the Daomen, and also calculated the Qingtian Haoyang, and he started to calculate thousands of years ago.

Tuo Man passed by, and the blacksmith finally couldn't resist it, only to see a scar on his chest on his body, bleeding blood, the blacksmith took a step back, and in the wind, Lu Xiaoxiao's wooden stick struck lightly, and the hammer in the blacksmith's hand fell in response, and his mouth spurted blood, his face was full of despair, he looked at the sky, looked through the space, and looked at the familiar town and landed with a smile.

"This is death," the blacksmith said with a smile, and then lost his breath.

Tuoman and Lu Xiaoxiao fought side by side, but a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, even if they were talented, they would not be the opponents of the coachman and others, but now they are coincidental, but they are still injured, and the iron knife in Tuoman's hand fell after the blacksmith's death, Lu Xiaoxiao was silent, listening to the ballad and looking at the south.

Everything was calculated by his own teacher, and he began to calculate a thousand years ago, when Qingtian Haoyang was only the strongest person in the world, and had not yet ascended to the throne, Huang Tian and Baiyang saw the future, and his teacher also saw the future, and then began to plan and calculate, and now all of them have begun to return.

Zhou Xuan felt the breath of the coachman and the others disappear in the city, knowing that they were dead, smiled slightly, and walked out of the room towards the mountain range. Xiao Qing seemed to feel something beside the old tree, frowned slightly, turned around and walked out of the town, heading towards the city in the north.

The song is still spread throughout the south, so that the Daomen cultivators can't make a move, so that the Guan Lord can't leave the Heavenly Dao Temple, at this time, on the square in the center of the countless halls of the Qingtian Divine Sect, those ordinary priests prepare wood and countless sacrifices, and the Zhangjiao ordered the sacrifice to the heavens, wanting to get the protection of the blue sky and Haoyang descending to the world, these believers, but the Zhangjiao forgot that there was another person in the Nine Heavens Divine Kingdom, and that was the master.

The new emperor and the new four kings of the Great Song Dynasty stood above the palace gate and looked at the south, and they knew that the final result was coming. Cat flutter Chinese