Commanding Wind and Cloud

Six three three nine old together, the strongest assault!

Only by becoming a religious system will people become more obedient and easier to obey! Then it is more likely to help Bloodline Warriors defeat the Demons.

Motivation has now become an important obstacle to the destruction of the battlefield towards the religious situation, so if he cannot be absorbed, then remove him! The interests of the battlefield are above all else!

Botu clenched his fists vigorously, telling himself that he had done nothing wrong, it was worth sacrificing energy! Compared to the battlefield, energy is nothing!

Vinoka stared at the two old men of Seraphir with helplessness in their eyes. Only when the battle hall became a religious existence could it truly rise! Then, ordinary soldiers such as energy can only die.

It's just that ... Vinoka sighed, the energy can kill Tian Lian Ling Guan has explained that his strength can be called the horrible existence of ordinary soldiers. If the cover assassination cannot be completed in a short time, then ... … The side of death is likely to be your side!

If it covers the sky, it really is!

Then the battlefield is provoking someone who cannot be provoked! If it is known to the people in the battle hall, then the battle hall will meet the anger of enthusiasm next!

Although the actual strength that the enthusiast can play is far less than the comprehensive strength that the battle hall can play, if the other strengths in his hands are used to restrict the battle hall, it is equally difficult to display the battle hall.

"The best way ..." Seraphir sighed, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and her sharp eyes weren't as old and hot as a young man could be: "Successfully killing motivation!"

"If the sky is covered ... I mean if the sky really fails ..." Vinoka looked at Seraphim. "What then?"

Seraffi was silent for a few seconds: "Then we will ask Lu Chang to act together! If we fail to cover the sky, Lu Chang will be the last straw in the Salvation Hall."

Vinoka sighed again for a long time: "I'm afraid that Lu Chang is unwilling! He has always supported the same blood fighters to help each other, everyone has the same position. Now he is required to kill energy ..."

"I'm not asking him to kill ..."

"I know, but after all, he's going to watch. The young ordinary soldier he admires most is attacked by us. Will he agree?"

"He disagrees and agrees. This is for the battlefield. He also wants the battlefield to become a religious organization, but his goal is to make the battlefield fighters feel that they are poor because they no longer see bloodline fighters. Everyone is for the battlefield. That's it. "

"Okay ... do you think we have a chance of assassination?"

"Ninety-nine percent! As long as there is no accident, energy will die! After all, we have nine people shooting at the same time. Even if the Saints are strong, they will probably be killed by us without any precaution?"

"That's right, we shot together, and it's possible that we can't die. Go, we'll go to Lu Chang ... At the same time, we ask the people in the battle hall to pay close attention to the action! The hiding of ordinary soldiers is not so strict. "

The base of ordinary soldiers is too big! Mu Nazhence watched the crowd gathered outside the city gate shook his head again and again, everyone went south to Qianzhou with enthusiasm, and they had already worked hard to hide their whereabouts, but the city where the next destination temporarily rested was always able to know the news in advance and come out meet!

This is not only because the motivation is too popular, but also because the base of ordinary soldiers is too large, it is really difficult to hide them.

"This time it's okay, we've all finished the rest and left the city, and they only knew we were here." Broke off the wind, he was very satisfied and immediately turned around and waved: "It's better than the previous few times when we were going to the city. People are much better now. "

"Now we are going to Qianzhou." Energetic rode on the horse: "Go and see my father, we will go to the ancient deserted sea!"

Mu Nazhen Ze Youyou rides on the horseback and looks up, wanting to see the ancient deserted sand and sea that can't be seen at all. This time, whether you can find the so-called treasure in it, there is still something worth visiting. necessary.

The Rookie King Contest has less than four months to begin. All those who want to participate are busy and busy, finding a place suitable for them to practice hard, and finally to improve their strength.

The ancient deserted sea is really a good place for hard training and special training. This point, regardless of whether the wind is broken or the burning song mad song, and other people, very much recognize the ancient deserted sea.

"It's a pity ... I still haven't seen Jiuyang abandoned." Duanfeng Fuji was lazy and simply lay on his horse and looked at the sky: "I remember writing to him and asking him to reconcile with the War College Why didn't it show up? "

Abandoning Jiuyang? Enthusiastically remembered the name when I first met Fufeng Fuji, but I haven't really seen that person until now.

According to Fufeng Fuji, that guy is also a freak. A generation of ancestors have been married to people of other families, but in his generation, he suddenly awakened the power of blood.

"Maybe you can see it at the Rookie King Contest." Mu Nazhence said this leisurely, suddenly his face suddenly changed!

At the moment when Mu Nazhenze's face changed, an amazing atmosphere burst out under the yellow grass, a dark shadow burst out from it, and the narrow long sword merged with that slender eye. Burst a sword out of the stars!

The sudden appearance of this sword, as if the sky would be pierced, old, spicy, simple, straightforward! The murderous introvert is locked suddenly when it is released!

That is, at the same time, an old man in a ragged clothes staggered by the roadside, his clothes suddenly burst open under the blast of a fight, a fierce fighting spirit entered his body, and the whole person was instantly sharp and stabbed to the ground under his feet. The dirt exploded, and the whole person was like a mature leopard. His wrists were flipped and his chest was straightened up.

Still the same moment! Around the ground, the other seven similarly impressive momentums burst out. The roads were fierce, old, hot and crisp, and each one locked up the energy.

Nine of the battlefield conservatives are over a hundred years old, and together they are even older than a thousand years old, and the battlefield has succeeded in moving towards a religious form.

In the atmosphere where everyone was immersed in the farewells of the city, and those who were giving away others were still in sight, this was the situation where people were least prepared. The nine veteran soldiers chose a best shot position. The sword is blooming with dazzling dazzling vigor, and the fists and feet form a torrent of killing intentions!

Suddenly, the people who saw the farewell were still immersed in joy. It was even too late to be surprised at this moment, almost all kinds of attacks had reached the motivated body.

This is the sneak attack of the battle hall? Motivation mentality is instantly clear and peaceful, feel the martial arts, the sacred king will make the sacred king will kill the **** of the night, the seal of the throne, and seek the demon, and the world is the strongest. The young King Zhou martial arts martial arts will kill the God of the Seal of the Night God of the Night and ask the demon to be proud of the Ninth Heaven. The breath of the attackers flowed, and the cooperation of these nine people could be said to have reached the ultimate level of tacit understanding. Among them, the degree of eight people was completely inferior to others. Only the sudden cold sword that burst out was faster than the other eight people. As the main force to attract assassins, be distracted!

Vinoka's slender eyes are like the sword in his hand, making people want to back away from it at a glance, it is the real sword!

The narrow long sword is engraved with numerous patterns, twinkling with strange light, and the moment it sees it, it seems that it is just breathing, and it will hurt the body with the sharpness it generates.

People and swords in one! Wei Nuoka's sword stabbed the whole man's fighting spirit and burned. The long sword handed out silently, as if not walking in this space, until the point of the sword almost stabbed the body of energy, then it suddenly trembled. There was a thunderous roar like a tiger roaring and screaming on top of him, and a sword locked the enthusiasm.

Wei Nuoka's sword pierced the surrounding air as if it was twisting, as if playing the sorrow of the deceased, it made people feel unable to produce that kind of resistance. This is the sword that burst his life, and the strongest one in his life. Sword, this sword directly sublimated his attack power to a semi-holy state.

Nine masters shot at the same time, the breath is interlinked. This sword pierces a long history. The breath of thousands of years flows in it, people lament the vastness of time, and they are lost in the long river of time.

This is a blow from the nine thousand masters of life essence! This is the blow of the life of nine masters gathered into the brand of life!

In the face of this blow, people have a kind of insignificance that they have been in the millennium, they can only bow their heads and give in to time.

Energetic After many battles of life and death, but never encountered such a peerless sword! A sword that sighs for thousands of years in the long sword! Let the sword not hurt people, the opponent feels that in the millennium lost a sword that has exhausted his life!

The spirit of enthusiasm was finally shaken at this moment. The instinct of the fighting spirit in the body suddenly threatened to growl, and the saber-knife did not know when it appeared in his hands. At that moment, the generous and huge blade suddenly raised the symphony. Surging sound.

It was a familiar voice! On the same day, there was a voice like this in the long sword outside Uncle Fabredis. Uncle Fabredis's soulful soul!

With the fighting technique cheats given by Gu Yuejiaying, and the days of enthusiasm for practice, the requiem that inherited the will of Fabredis is particularly bright.

At this moment, the soul song snarled out of the saber, soaring into the sky! Its appearance shattered the sword groan of the peerless sword full of thousands of years of sigh!

Energetic eyes stared at Vinoka's eyes deeply. At the moment of four eyes crossing, Vinoka's body suddenly trembled. He saw endless stars!

Among these endless stars, millennia? But instantly! Not even instantaneous!

The vast, endless stars, it devours time, envelops space, nurtures time, and produces infinite stretch of space, infinite reincarnation ...

Millennium, the millennium that makes people sigh for years! In front of the stars, nothing at all.

What kind of eyes is this? What kind of mood is this? Wei Nuo Kan had nothing but a sword. The spiritual world completely collapsed. The right hand knife suddenly slammed into the left hand and pointed above the sharp sword tip, like a child picking a beautiful shell by the sea .

collapse! Hum ...

The essence of the flesh bursts out on the fingers! That's a copy of the volley with a single finger! Just this finger, without the domineering of Gan Zhanxuan, the powerful gravity makes the sword body bend like a moon instantly!

With just one finger, the fighting spirit was intertwined, and the sleeves of the warrior suit on Vinoka seemed to be chopped by thousands of swords at the same time, shattered into pieces of rags, and then turned into pieces of black silk.

Wei Nuoka didn't think of a thousand-year sigh that gathered nine people's breath, and he was motivated to give him a finger! As soon as his wrist turned, a thinner sword was drawn out of the sword!

Sword in Sword!

The slender sharp sword resembles an electric snake, turning to a vigorous throat knot! He knew that this was his own killer sword. If that sword had not been able to kill someone just now, the opponent was freed from the time spent in those thousands of years, and there was a huge consumption of spirit, and it was absolutely impossible to escape this stunning second sword.

"Humans have only one chance." The sound of energy was like a **** from the flood era. The blade of the sword was shattered under the fingers, countless shattered blades turned into heavy rain, and shot at Vinoka's cheek.

Through a forging experience, the enthusiasm for understanding weapons has reached an unthinkable level of ordinary people. Even with such a sharp sword, you can still see clearly what its weakness is, and what it really is.

Others will be surprised by the sword in the sword, but for enthusiasm, they can only sigh that the sword in the sword is too detailed and rough.

this is!

The slender eyes of Wei Nuoka burst into surprise with a heartbeat, and the sword was broken? First come first? The long sword does not wait for the energy in the stab to turn its head into a rotten persimmon!

Shake your sword! All of Vino's pupils are lasing fragments, but they greeted them without any evasion, and used death and attack to win companions for even a moment, and they would kill the motivation! This freak prevents the battlefield from becoming a religious freak!

The long sword broke away from the control of Vinoka, becoming faster and sharper, turning into a lightning strike in the air towards the vigorous throat.

Huh? Energetic eyes saw a hint of doubt on the sword body, and the index finger pointed out turned the middle of the sword and caught the sword.

puff! Wei Nuoka's head was punctured in an instant, but the body was still pounding forward. Although the person died, the inertia of the shock and the will were still there, and the will to slay the energy was still there! If you can disturb it, you have to disturb it!

This is the life and death will of the 130-year-old veteran Soul Fighter! It is a perfect embodiment that many fighting spirit fighters cannot match.

At the same time that the long sword was being actively clamped, the attack of eight veteran soldiers had already come to their side.

The saber-knife that surrounds the enthusiastic hands in the middle bursts out the bright light, and the amazing air currents are entangled with each other, like a wild lotus!

It's just that the center point of this lotus flower is like a giant mantis! With the blooming petals, she wields the sickle in her hand, and collects the bees and butterflies who want to go to the center of the Nulian lotus and collect the nectar.

Three blood pillars squirting a height of one foot burst from the throats of three different old men, and their heads were lifted into the air by the spray of blood.

"Fengyun Golden Body! Drive me!"

The vigorous roar was mixed with the body being slapped, and the muffled sound of punches kicked!

It worked! The five old men felt that they had hit **** the enthusiastic body, and their hearts were ecstatic. Their respective fighting skills burst into bursts, and they did not want to blast into the enthusiastic body at all.

At this moment, the five old people had a feeling of relaxation, their task was finally completed, and it was completed at the cost of losing four companions. This young man is not generally arrogant!

"Sneak attack?"

"court death!"

The words of the breaking wind and the sound of the burning song of madness sounded at the same time, and the palms of the two people were pressed against the head of an old man.

Dazhenjin's vindictive palm directly crushed the old man's head, and the devastation of the broken wind made the old man quickly become a human being.

Those who really hit the drive, in the end, only three old men remained!

Nine hundred and thirty-year-old veteran soldiers, the real fruit of the battlefield, the wealth that cannot be described by money, died six in an instant! Only finally got the motivation!

The three old men had no joy or sorrow in their hearts. There was only one idea in their minds to complete the task. They had lived too long and had really seen through life and death. As long as they could complete the transformation of the battlefield, everything was worth it.

Blasting bucket print! Burning fighting spirit! Bet on everything and reach the power of Half a Saint! Just to kill energy!

boom! Energetic body shattered in front of the three!

Succeeded? The three old men were happy, and suddenly their scalp was numb. This ... hit ...

"This is called Qian Qian." The enthusiastic and cold voice sounded behind the three of them: "You should feel lucky, this is the fighting technique I just learned."

Fighting spirit can only condense one form, and it is not enough to use it, but it is enough for it!

The broken body's fighting spirit all rushed to the enthusiastic body, and the slashing sword penetrated the body of an old warrior, soaring him up high, without continuing to chop.

No need to kill any more! These two men burned the fighting spirit ~ www.readwn.com ~ bursting the fighting seal, can not survive.

Energetic looking at the ground not far away: "You should come out too, you came ten, only nine hands on."

"Wonderful, really wonderful. Is this the strength of motivation in rumors?"

In the land, another old man stood up. His head was gray and his age did not look any different from the assassin. The only difference was that he was not murderous. From the beginning to the end, he was very calm. Only his eyes floated. Painful sorrow.

Disagree, but have always been companions.

After living for so many years, there are not many companions left now, and nine of them have died suddenly. Lu Chang can't be happy.

"Will the battlefield attack me?"

Lu Chang heard the energetic question with a sorrowful smile. The battle hall did have a lot of fighters who were at the peak of their souls, but those soldiers had far less will than the nine dead strong men. I am afraid that Botu will never find another one. It's time to kill the motivated team. !! ~!