The sun is in the western sky, shining on the earth.

The autumn breeze rises, the slightest coolness, and everything is gloomy.

"Woo woo! Oh my God, the earth, people without conscience! My brother Huba Cilen, my ancestors!" "Impotent wept bitterly, sad and couldn't help himself: "He's dead! He's dead! I'll give it to a monster alive, it's a demon!" I'm killed!" "The incompetent immortal is also a foreign body, and his mouth is thrilling and terrifying, and everyone is looking sideways at the moment, and several people's faces have changed color: "Incompetent junior brother-" Wuchan was the first to rush over and hugged incompetence: "Incompetent don't cry, don't cry! You say Huba-"

Of course, Huba Cileng is not dead, he is incompetent, this is coming back to move the rescue soldiers: "Dead! He is dead! There is a demon who plots against him, and he vomits blood so poof-" The incompetent immortal even said with a gesture, and as he spoke, he looked up to the sky and vomited blood, and was very aggrieved and inexplicably saddened and inexplicable: "Boom, he will die!" Of course, moderate exaggeration is necessary, the stakes are very high, 100,000 urgent, incompetent immortals are also kind-hearted: "You go and save him! Go quickly, save him!"

Since he is dead, how can he save it? This is clearly a misunderstanding, but Fang Yin does not know. Fang Yin suddenly heard the bad news, and when he landed on the top of the five thunders, he suddenly got up and stumbled under his feet, and with a click, the sword had fallen to the ground: "Huba Cilen!" His eyes were blank, his brain was dizzy, and he was even more worried about the pain: "Brother!" Who didn't know the relationship between Fang Yin and Huba Cilen, at that moment Fang Yin had already forgotten everything, Fang Yin suddenly had red eyes: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

He's in.

"It's him! It's him! It's him! Demon man!" The incompetent immortal looked at it at a glance and was surprised to see the demons and monsters appear: "It's him! It's him! It's him! He did it! He made a secret of the demon law! Kill him all at once!" Fang Yin was stunned: "You?" Everyone was stunned: "Wow!" At this point, the truth was revealed to the world, because Long Zhen would not explain, and what anyone and the incompetent immortal said was what it was: "He is a demon! Bad guy! Kill him! Kill him!" The incompetent Great Immortal is the Incompetent Great Immortal, as soon as he opened his mouth, he finally put the Fang Daoist in a place of no return: "It's you, do it?"

It can only be done by Long Zhen, one round, or one time can kill Huba Cilen, and no second person in the world can do it. Long Zhen didn't pay attention to it, Long Zhen didn't need to explain, in fact, Long Zhen just glanced at Huba Cileng, and his eyes couldn't look at the dead. What happened by Xiaojing Lake, how could Fang Yin know, Fang Yin only thought that his brother Huba Cileng had already gone to Huangquan and died at the hands of Long Zhen. Impulse is the devil, Fang Yin slowly walked away and picked up the sword: "Okay, very good." Still dizzy, Fang Yin had already lost his mind, and stood up with his sword and glared: "Long Zhen, who do you think you are, come on, come on, today you and I will die!"

Generation, generation, generation.

Long Zhen smiled.

A Taoist priest, another Taoist priest, is really interesting.

The middle finger of the thumb is lightly looped, the ring little finger is slightly together, and only one finger is out, which is still the index finger -

said a move is a move, and the words have been thrown to the ground, pointing directly to the sky.

Long Zhen, yes, Fang Yin.

This will be the last battle of the martial arts conference, amazing enough, terrifying enough, majestic enough and spirited enough, the real highlight, the finale! Fate is nowhere to go, but it is everywhere, Fang Yin can't escape, and Long Zhen can't get out. At least now, at this moment, Fang Yin's fate is in the hands of Long Zhen, saying that the disparity in strength is too great, and Long Zhen can give him a death at any time-

But Fang Yin won't die because of that agreement.

The dragon is really proud, and his eyes are empty, but the dragon is really just as good and keeps his promise.

Therefore, Daoist Fang will not die, so Daoist Fang will ascend to the sky in one step after becoming famous in one fell swoop since the martial arts conference, regardless of success or failure.

When luck comes, dreams come true.

It's for: War of the Gods.

Huba Cileng is sleeping, Lord Vishnu is going to awaken, fate is intersecting, and heaven and earth are verified. It is still the autumn of the twenty-first year of Longjing, the ninth day of September, what a long day, this day is worth remembering for Fang Yin's life. In this battle, fighting for their lives, there are countless mixed thoughts, and there is only one thought in my heart, kill! Kill him, avenge Brother Huba Cilen! Kill him, blood for blood and tooth for tooth! Anger fills the chest, hatred obscures the heart, and the heavy pressure like a mountain has already inspired the ferocious recklessness that was already hidden in Fang Yin's bones and flesh: "The big deal is death, don't be afraid! Fight!"

There is only one thought, or one thought, and in the end it is still one word, afraid.

It's like Huba Cileng.

Weak, but strong and strong, as strong as Huba Cilen, he was also afraid when he saw Long Zhen. Because of the fear, so to kill, Huba Cilen has a keener sense than ordinary people, Huba Cilen's first thought when he saw Long Zhen was to be afraid, so afraid that he just wanted to kill him. Yes, in the face of a powerful threat that he had never had before, Huba Cilen was boiling with blood and monstrous fighting spirit at that time, and the Huba Cilen under fear was just like Fang Yin at this time, kill! Kill him, Huba Cilen can be at ease! Kill him, Huba Cilen can not be afraid! However, unlike Fang Yin, at that time, Huba Cilen suddenly found that his hands and feet did not listen to his own call at all, and Huba Cilen became a big log, why? It was instinct, the instinct of the body, and the consciousness of self-protection, that for the first time in his life, he disobeyed the will of Huba Cilen, saved him in a great crisis, and ignored the will of Huba Cilen and put him into a deep sleep.

It doesn't matter that glance, that glance is breezy and bleak, with a little appreciation.

Just like looking at him at this time.

Long Zhen loves talent, and cherishes talent even more, Long Zhen looked at Fang Yin at this time, and also had a little appreciation.

It's like looking at Yan Beige back then, as well as Awu, too.

Of course, in Fang Yin's view, this is a kind of contempt, a kind of sympathetic and compassionate, the eyes of the cat looking at the mouse: "Sneer-"

The sword is out, the wind is up.

Hurry?

Long Zhenyu has four fingers, one finger, and when he starts to move, only one palm, right palm, slowly, flat, and pushes out.

Slow?

At that time, the two were facing each other on the stage, only seven feet apart.

Between the lightning and flint, but seeing Fang Yinjin stretching out his arms and swords, shoulders, elbows, wrists, and swords-

In the palm of Longzhen's palm, inch, stop.

Not an inch.

Yes, witness the miracle.

There is no wind, clothes hunting, no wind, hair is agitated, Fang Yin Bang will seem to explode silently, his clothes are like stormy waves, his long hair is fluttering wantonly, and he has turned into a messy flag in the wind, but everyone is unaware. In stark contrast, Long Zhen is still the same Long Zhen, the breeze generally sweeps the corners of his clothes, and generally brushes the ends of his loose hair, nothing else. Suddenly, it was quiet again, the heavens and the earth listened, and everyone held their breath and stared, generally frightened. Fang Yin was closest to him, Fang Yin felt it, Fang Yin could see the wide and profound lines on the palm, its color was jade white and light red.

Only not to enter, not to enter, such as a journey against time, not at all.

Like, Wuzi Peak? This made Fang Yin's mind begin to clear up. Fang Yin was shocked to find that not only was he not allowed to get close to him, but all his strength was confronting him with all his might! The palm stood in front of him, and the person was on the edge of the cape, what a bland palm, but it was all-encompassing, and the thunder in the silent place could be even more deafening. The most wonderful thing is that it is hidden in the most ordinary, but it is unwilling to be ordinary, just like the palm of the dragon, tolerant and beneficial, and controls the world and the world.

Heaven and earth are my teacher, I am the teacher of heaven and earth, this is Fang Yin's way to attain.

I am heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are for my use, this is the extreme way of the dragon truth.

In terms of force, the judgment is made from above.

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