Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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The tip of the sword slammed into Shaun's left shoulder, and pulled out in a very short moment, bringing out a blood flower, but this flower is not so beautiful, Shawn's old body is like even inside the body. Blood is also much less than young people.

A muffled sound, why do people cross the sword in the chest, drifting back!

Sean sat on the ground, and the dry right hand held a branch with a small arm. When the sword was stabbed, he did not know what the old man used. He actually gave up the empty door of his left shoulder. From the impossible angle, the branches of the hands are cut into the bones of the people.

The front end of the branch in his hand has been smashed and smashed, and the power of this stick can be imagined.

He Dao only felt a sharp pain in his left leg. This was a white face. At this time, it was even whiter. The right hand still held the hilt steadily, and the left leg of the tree stick began to tremble.

He thought that relying on his super strength of nine products, it would be very easy to kill an old man who was old and wounded and tired. Although he knew that the other person was Sean, that horrible Sean was himself. Therefore, I was fully prepared, but still did not expect that the old man’s shot was so elusive and strange!

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Sean coughed twice and said: "My leg was interrupted by the boy named Fan, so I must first hit your leg, even if it is constantly..."

The words have not been finished yet, and the people are swaying the sword again. The sword is like a dragon. It is surrounded by Shaun who is sitting in the ground. At this time, he has already let go of any enemy of the enemy, purely to face a master. Master's mentality. Be careful.

The swordsmanship of He Dao is completely different from the common genre in the world. It is said that it is from a certain Hu people in Shanbei. It is as strong as a dragon, but occasionally it is diluted. However, it is in line with the natural principle of suffering and suffering. It is said that after Jiancheng, he also asked about the bitterness and benefited a lot.

And Shaun had only one wooden stick in his hand at this time, and he was inconvenient to move and was trapped in the city.

Rao is so, Shaun’s hand is like a serpent’s letter, stretching around his body, occasionally piercing a horizontal cross, and seeing the edge in the enchantment. Let the people only retreat, but the people are inflamed, and Jianmang possesses. The air began to make a squeaking noise, and Shaun’s wooden stick was invincible.

The dozens of bangs and the swords and sticks intersected, and the branches of Shaun’s hands immediately turned into countless floats floating in the air.

Sean explored his hand and asked for a hand. The letter hand stabbed from the right side of the slant, and broke the stalker.

He came from the mountains and brought a bundle of firewood. It’s just the day when these wet branches always have light.

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I don't know how long it took, the end of the mountain road has already started to heat up, and the sun began to spread sinisterly. Shaun’s smashed singles are all narrow in the east and west. The blood inside is infiltrated, and there are several deep wounds in the chest and abdomen. He can even see that he was torn by the swordsman, but at this time. The old man has lost too much blood, so some of these wounds are white.

Around his body, he was covered with a layer of mosquitoes and wings and limbs. These unintentional insects sniffed the blood, but it was caught in the sword and force in a moment, twisted into pieces.

Sean is five steps ahead. He is standing with a sword. There is a **** halo on his pale face. The right hand holding the hilt has finally had a trace of trembling. His life is not good. The melanin on his body. The shirts have long been smashed by the wet branches next to Shaun, and the wounds are everywhere. What is even more terrifying is the sensation of the young branches of the trees around the wounds.

"Come out, the surname Fandi will not come."

He Dao swallowed a sip, did not think that the old man's survival was so strong, but seeing Shaun's life is imminent, the expected Nanqi people still did not shoot, he finally could not help but call his companions.

Sean’s eyelids slammed weakly and glanced at the enemy who had been hiding there. He said, “The bitterness of the younger generations is not to give the old man a face.”

The man approached silently, holding a machete in his hands, and the horrible thing on the knife was the casting of many thin steel thorns, which looked like the wounds of the human body.

He silently bowed to Shaun and said: "Haicang Shimei sent Mr. Xiao back to Beijing all the way. Because he was strict, he couldn't do it. Today, Mr. Jailbreak, the younger generation has no choice but to take a look."

Sean sneered: "The hard-working children and grandsons have learned his horrible things. On the surface, the great righteousness, the sinister evil in the dark, just looking for a murderer, why is it so innocent?"

This person is the first of the bitter, the emperor's martial arts teacher, Wolf Peach. He saw the Shaun language teacher, inconvenient to say, the double wrist is wrong, the two handles in the hand turned into two black lights, shrouded the head of Shawn!

Shaun suddenly screamed!

The pure internal force that has been practiced for nearly 50 years finally broke out at this moment. I saw that he had a double palm and pushed it in the impossible. In the impossibility of attacking the flames of the wolf peach, the palm of the hand was sharp, if he let his palms die I am afraid that the wrist of the wolf peach will be broken immediately.

The wolf peach was silent, but it was a turn of the wrist. The two sharp-edged scimitars in the hand swirled back very strangely, and the back of the knife hit the back of Shaun’s hand!

At the same time, two sounds rang, and Sean's back was suddenly stripped of flesh and blood by the steel thorns on the two scimitars, but at the same time Sean's palms were also handed in.

At this time, the wolf peach is still expressionless, with a loose handle and both palms pushed forward. After a soft bang, the age difference is enough for a half-handed pair of palms to slap together. This is not a half-flowered fancy, pure competency.

The wolf peach is the first of the bitterness, it is the time when the spirit is at its peak, and Sean is imprisoned for many years, suffering from the sufferings of the world, has long been no longer the courage of the year, in the end, the wolf wins a point .

With a bang, the wolf peach palm retreats Shawn, the wrists are shaking, the knife is pleasing, and the shoulders of Shaun are turned to the two shoulders. It turns out that there are two thin knives in his hand, and there is actually a thin chain attached to the wrist!

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Two knives splattered to Sean, reflecting the high red sun, which was terrifying.

The dying Sean didn't know where the power suddenly came from, his eyes turned, his **** slightly bent, and he reached the top of the sky, and withstood the wolf peach with the hands of the unpowered lower edge!

At this time, countless winds rang, and one person reported that the gray dragon generally rose from the oblique grass to the sky and directly killed the two sides in the battle!

He Dao has always stood up with a sword, and this is the moment, waiting for the moment that Fan is free!

He holds the sword in both hands, and it has accumulated a long time of shocking swords from head to toe, and squats vertically, without any extra tricks!

The sound of the squeaking sound, the air was opened by this sword, not to mention the person who rushed over at high speed.

But the person who doesn't know the person he wants to marry is one of the most powerful people in the world to avoid the body. I saw that the figure was very strange in the air, and in the absence of borrowing, like a shadow, It is actually a life to avoid the past!

It is still an old saying that Wu Zhu is playing more, and Fan Xian is not easy to be beaten.

A sword is hollowed out, and the people are boring in the chest, and the sound of countless sounds has come to him. He takes the sword back and forth, smashing the three swords, shooting down most of the hidden weapons, and waiting for the hidden weapon to fall. On the ground, I found out that it was some gravel.

He forced the sword back and the blood was shocked. He couldn't help but have a blood on his throat. He forcibly swallowed, and when the figure was slightly stagnation, the three black mans shot quickly from his head!

At this time, the distance between the two is too close, and the person’s wrist is turned over. The tip of the sword is extremely accurate in the middle of the three black awns, but the last sword is not able to catch the force, the gas is a little bit, the arrow is hard, but the direction Didn't change too much, slanting his thighs into the grass!

so close! He Dao people know that Fan Fan was so difficult to deal with, and looked back in shock.

Fan Xian forcibly reversed his body shape in the air, avoiding the sword that has been long-lived by people, and the price paid is also great. Rao is his meridian is much wider than the average martial artist, still can not stop the **** back, the real gas is like a tear, collided in his meridian.

He did not have the dignity of the warrior. The man was still plundering in the air to the master with a double knife. A blood spurted out and looked at the wolf, but it quickly cleared the meridians.

At this point, the horrible double knife of the wolf peach has already penetrated Shawn's shoulders!

Fan screams, the man is in midair, has pulled a half long knife from behind, and smashed toward the back of the wolf peach.

The wolf peach seems to have eyes in the back of the head, and the knives are slammed back, and the knives of the knives are just halfway up in the middle of the knives. This is the most vulnerable part of the blade.

As soon as possible, Fan Qi’s half-length knife was broken again, but the remaining poor blade was still savagely sloppy. Hey, sweep the steel thorns on the machete in the wolf peach. Light.

Fan is at this moment, abandoning the knife, luck, and punching. Two of the black punches he is best at, turned into two dragons, hit the temples of the wolf peach, and ignored the other's knife tip facing his lower abdomen. He knows that for the masters of this series, he must be stable and steadfast, not leaving his own way, and not leaving the other side behind.

The wolf peaches looked back, and the scorpion was cold and the two palms were wrong. They sealed Fan’s double fists. The fierceness of the gas, the overbearing instinct from the nameless merits and the infuriating nature from the bitterness, finally confronted this moment.

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