'Fire Room'!

Yes, Dong Han kept an eye on that person.

It's just that the man never left the house, that is, he didn't get out of the stove room.

This is a very strange old man, the kind of old man who is old.

Although he didn't see it, Dong Han had already probed everyone here in his divine sense. There really wasn't much attention paid to the old man.

Because he was so bland.

As soon as the old man who came out said it, Dong Han also remembered it casually, and then the warning signs were born.

At this time, Dong Han suddenly remembered Uncle Guo of 'Wolonggou', the secret weapons of that predecessor were absolutely first-class, and they had all turned decay into magic.

He also gave Donghan a booklet, although it was not very transparent, but it could be used roughly, but it was just that the heat had not yet arrived.

Person!

There are always some interesting hobbies. Uncle Guo is such a person, he likes to cook rice and ponder dishes, and it is vegetarian meat, delicate as carved jade. It tastes fragrant and not greasy.

Is this one too?

The Eagle Elder in front of him looked at Dong Han, "If you take down both of us, then you will be the one who has ever made the dark night bleed." It will be stable for at least a long time. 〞

"If I don't make a move for a long time, I'm also a lot stranger. People like us, like a general, who have been fighting all their lives, sometimes miss those days. 〞

"Of course, I never thought that you would grow old slowly and quietly like this, and I still hope that your performance today will exceed common sense, otherwise, the nightmare you are talking about will become yourself. 〞

After a few long breaths of relief, Dong Han feels better now.

"You must rest assured of this. At least I must be around as long as you live. And in the days when I will live, there will be no more of you. 〞

The old man's eyes were cold, this kid spoke hard enough. That's it, and I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with the winter cold.

With a 'clatter', a narrow jet-black sword came out of its sheath. Just like the old man's eyes, a cold blood was filled, and the small courtyard under the black clouds.

The smell of blood floating in the small courtyard was diluted a lot at this moment, and then it was crushed by the black sword.

There is no doubt that this is a bloody murder weapon, as if there are countless unjust souls all around, raging and roaring, and the evil spirit is pressing, making the cold and tattered clothes flutter without wind.

Dong Han put away the short sword, for him, Dong Han didn't dare to have a trace of carelessness, plus this black sword, Dong Han felt cold again.

The true qi in the body also began to run at an extremely fast speed, and even the purple thread, which had been tepid, also moved a little.

It's definitely a tough rival.

The silent airflow began to change from static to automatic, and then began to rotate around the small courtyard, and for no reason, the winter cold shivered.

Immediately afterwards, he regained his arrogant expression, slowly moved his left foot back two feet wide, and looked at the old man with eight steps wide open.

"Good sword, but the murderous thoughts are too heavy. This is not a good thing for the sword itself. The so-called murder weapon is easy to be punished by heaven, and it is also easy to attract early breakage. 〞

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched twice, and sword flowers burst out.

Soon, the winter cold was all around, as if the bones of Montenegro were approaching.

'Whew' the winter cold roared. The knife trick flipped and went up, no matter how difficult he was, but as long as he was alone, Dong Han would have the confidence to fight.

The shock force of the collision between the sword light and the sword flower made Dong Han's wrist numb and painful, which showed the depth of the old man's skill and strength, which really made Dong Han a little painful.

The old man, who was also shocked, was confused for a while. is really extraordinary, just with this strength and fearless hard work, this is the most valuable for a martial artist.

The so-called fearlessness means fearlessness.

However, fearlessly, that is, the road leads to the sky.

For martial artists, this is important. Qualifications and talents can sometimes be developed or cultivated, but a transparent state of mind is difficult to cultivate.

I thought in my heart, but the black sword in my hand did not have a trace of slackness, with a cold disgust, silent, and everywhere I passed was a black light.

Dong Han's spirit is very concentrated, against the old man in front of him. There is already a gap in strength, and the momentum of the old man is higher.

This is not to say the momentum of the so-called warrior, but his fierce flame, Dong Han has no way to compare with him.

From this point of view, the number of people this man has beheaded in the past is an unpredictable number. Otherwise, this intimidating disgust would not be so heavy.

So much so that in the winter cold, I can't breathe!

This kind of pressure does not come from cultivation, but from external accumulation. You must know that what he has accumulated is the loss of countless lives, which is incomparable to him.

And it is precisely this kind of soft tendon that oppresses the winter cold. At least for now, there is no way for Donghan to catch up.

The black sword is silent, and the scimitar is mysterious.

came and went, and the two fought dozens of moves in a hurry. Neither side has made achievements, even if the winter cold momentum is slightly worse. Although I haven't learned much, it's still solid and mellow, and I've been using a lot of good things to strengthen myself recently.

At least in terms of strength, it has improved a lot, or the short knife of Donghan would have been taken off a long time ago, and even then it would still be numb and difficult to eliminate.

Dong Han looked at the old man, although he didn't see much change in his expression, but Dong Han knew that this was just an appearance. A master like him is a killer among masters, to be exact.

After these dozens of offensive or defensive moves, it has seriously exceeded the code of conduct of a killer. If this is a mission, it is already a failure.

Since people have such a great cultivation to deal with you, then there is a chance to retreat, so the old man's heart is very unbalanced.

What kind of person is this, not to mention, age is not the age of inheritance, in his eyes, the cold is tantamount to a child, but this morning's act is enough to be arrogant as a backbone genius in the continent.

Thinking of this, I was also extremely annoyed, even if I couldn't keep him today, then after a while, this would be a wall for the 'dark night', and it might bring about a devastating wall.

The old man thought about it, and the black sword in his hand increased its strength.

His eyes changed in amazement. The pupils that had been dark copper were a little dark, and something phantom-like appeared.

Dong Han suddenly felt a burst of frizz, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately ran the "Divine Light Formula", and after the blue light, the old man was slightly flustered, but soon, the entire pupils of his eyes turned black.

In an instant, Dong Han sank into a pitch-black black hole, and the whole person began to sink helplessly. A wave of dizziness hit, as if I was going to fall asleep the next moment.

The "Three-Character Mantra" and the "Divine Light Technique" suddenly activated, and at this time, the tip of the sword had reached the winter cold, and the jaw was only half a foot away.

Donghan was stunned for a while, and it was too late to dodge.

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