Chapter 60 (Flying Over the Swing)

Chapter 60

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He Zhengqi was locked by the bow and arrow of the feather guard at this moment, and a pair of iron legs kicked on the ground, calmly dodging away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 By the time he started to use the ghost step, several of the feathers were crushed to their chests in an instant.

The plum blossom step was taken by him very skillfully, and he stepped on the head of a team of guards, and his feet were all shattered. Some of them directly crushed their shoulders, and those who were lying on the ground with serious injuries were severely shattered by their cruelty.

A team of feather-clad swordsmen came over, he just supported the ground with both hands, his legs swept, and a pair of prosthetic legs made by Helian and the long sword collided with the sound of gold and iron.

It's just that the more he used these legs, the more angry he became, and his whole face became distorted. Even when he walked, he felt humiliated by these legs that he couldn't take, let alone now. The more angry you are, the more ruthless your moves, and the more you make them, the more angry you are.

The shoes on both feet were soaked in blood, and with the pile steps, countless plum blossoms and pear blossoms stepped out. The clothes on the legs also became tattered, revealing a metallic sheen.

Trance is already enchanted!

Bloody stake!

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Yin Ah San wore a hat and used only one pair of hands to communicate with countless swordsmen.

He once said that this pair of hands can sense everything from a few centimeters, and it will reach its peak in seconds. The strength of the five veins made him easy to wave his hand, avoiding all the edges, and directly taking off the enemy's muscles and flesh.

A silver light seemed to flash over his hands.

No one can see what it is.

That day, he fought with the hungry ghost dog Xiaotian, and what he held in his hand was not the hair of other parts of the fierce dog, but the mouth of his heart.

The wonderful hand plucking the heart does not rejuvenate, and his previous gadgets have long been lost by him. Maybe he had a weapon in his hand, but no one could see it. Is it a piece of silver?

But even if the opponent on the stage is the seven sticks of the beggar gang, he really has not used a weapon.

Perhaps someone in this battle will be able to find the clue.

But before these people could speak, their whole lives were shunned by the skillful hand.

Maybe there's one heart missing, maybe one less blood vessel, maybe more missing.

But Ina San's hands were always clean, as if they were at the beginning.

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The three enemies of India and Afghanistan suddenly turned into a dazzling golden sword thunder.

Old acquaintances.

Lei Ming looked at him with a regretful look, as if it had been that look from beginning to end.

Is that prisoner still a prisoner?

"Yin Ah San, why do you bother to get involved in this matter?" Lei Ming's emaciated face was written with regret, "Do you know that I don't look down on any of the men and women in this world, you are the first half, it is better for you to leave." ā€

"Because you're the kind of person you never understand. ā€

Yin Asan's hat was picked off, and a faint blood mark appeared on his face, which was cut by the air flow in an instant.

Lei Ming's swordsmanship seems to have taken a different path from the golden light sword, not the beautiful transformation of swordsmanship and long sword, but the beauty of simple swordsmanship.

"Good swordsmanship. I will take only one finger from you. ā€

Lei Ming's brows furrowed tightly, holding the sword in one hand and pinning it behind the back with the other. Elder Chu Sheng snorted coldly.

Behind Chu Sheng is splendid.

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"Brother Yin. I think he can die at my hands. ā€

"Good. ā€

Five-vein golden light sword technique.

The five veins take the way.

The long sword emits a fine golden light, which seems to be scattered in the air, and it seems that pieces of golden leaves are scattered in the air, and it is like a small golden flower that blooms all over the space, which makes people addicted.

It is also like the colorful season of falling flowers, the peach blossoms on the shore, and the beautiful scenery of the secret land.

The song has an end.

Chu Sheng's face was pale, his eyes were cut by sharp weapons, and blood and tears flowed out.

"You...."

"Who told you that Kuahandina San doesn't know how to use weapons. I just want you to never use your eyes anymore. ā€

The long sword passed through Chu Sheng's chest, and the thunder was long gone.

Splendid is used to melt back to the willows without a trace of the wind, even if it is because Chu Sheng's eyes are missing, but it still makes Chu Sheng unable to reflect.

This time, he no longer needed the golden cicada to come out of its shell.

Father would probably praise this sword!, Jinxiu thought to herself.

"Brother Yin, someone just reminded me that the chaos in Xuanwu Square is in chaos in the palace. There must be a sword soldier at this moment. ā€

Yin Ah San nodded, like walking in the palace. Throwing away other people's lives at will.

Following the trail, Yin Ahsan walked to the palace gate.

"You, just send it here. ā€

"It's best not to see you in the future. ā€

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This is my last mercy.

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These traitors gathered in the famous craftsman villa, or were bought by money, and they were excavated and searched for through some channels of the imperial court, so that today's climate has emerged.

But they also stained the entire Xuanwu Square with blood today.

When Zhuge Duolu's formation was completed, the area he outlined was a pure land. With just a slight hook of a finger, one person died inexplicably.

It was extremely weird! Others still didn't notice it, only the Heavenly Eagle White Umbrella Yanfan was slightly away from there.

Zhuge Duolu sighed, "The main lord should be in the palace! I don't know how King Xin is planning? does he really think that the Great Han Emperor is unaware?"

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At the city gate, Zhang Qiujing, the god of the Great Han Army, was coming with a team of men and horses.

The temples are white, the eyebrows are full of wind bones, and everywhere they go, the pedestrians kneel silently and can't afford it for a long time.

This is the god of war!

The big husband should be like this!