Joy of Life

On the mountain.

In order to ensure that this sword is harmonious and violent, Si Gujian has poured all his spirits into it. If you want to cope with the stream cloud that leaves the stream, the sword will be withdrawn. If you don’t withdraw the sword, you can only attack. The enemy will be saved, but he can only give a hint of heart, and the five people in the field, only a trace of heart can kill, is the empty imperial emperor of Qingguo.

I have to say that from the beginning of the sword of Si Gujian, in the whole momentum and wisdom, he has always suppressed Ye Liuyun. At the moment, I gave Ye Liuyun a puzzle, a surprise.

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However, letting Si Gujian be amazed and angry is that ... Ye Liuyun did not pay attention to the empty sword of the four swords, the group of clouds still came to his face.

The empty sword that he was holding, but after a faint sigh of silence, pierced the wet top of the slate and landed in the empty space.

That touch of bright yellow, the faint eyes on the robes, so suddenly disappeared in the front of the empty sword.

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The top of Dongshan, the four masters, the generation of kings, everything seems to be long, in fact, it only happens within one second. In this second side, Si Gujian uses the sword in his hand to provoke the cloud of the cloud. Empty sword, stabbed to Qing Emperor. In the other side of this second, there is a more shocking story.

This story takes place at the opening of this second.

When the sword of Si Gujian flew to the front of the back of Qing Emperor, the emperor had already sighed and loosened the old hand that had been holding Hong Gonggong. He seemed unwilling to let the old man in his life. Nothing can be enjoyed in the last battle.

At that time, the hands of the Northern Qi State Teacher. I was steadily slammed into the chest of Hong Lao’s eunuch. Thumb index finger slightly. It is like a breeze and a hill. Soft and natural. With the lightning storm around. It’s not like it, but the wind is over. The hills are not in chaos.

The old **** of Hong looked quietly at the face of the bitter lotus, his hands like a pair of dragon whip. Distorted and deformed. Climb the right arm of the bitter land. But did not stop him from the glimpse.

A muffled sound, the old eunuch's chest... all broken up, in the bitterness of the heavens. Natural and fresh, there is a glimpse of the heavens and the earth. His sternum is like a crispy tofu. Qiqi collapsed and collapsed!

The blood spurted out from the mouth and nose of the Hong Lao eunuch, and the strength of life was collapsed with the sternum. Blood squirting. Infuriatingly. And the rapid loss. In the old eyes, there was a touch of smirk and ridicule... and killing.

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The palm of the hand came like an abyss. The master of the hardships shrank violently!

The oldest master of the field. The uncle of the founding emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty. At that time, the Wei Dynasty was a stunning monk. I don’t know how many past experiences I have experienced in this life. I went to the temple to seek help and talked about the military in the world. The nature of the heart is calm and natural, and no one can match it. But today's four masters will meet Dongshan, he must regain his heart and regain his heart, and win the heart and bring back his hands.

This old eunuch, who was hidden in the Qing Dynasty for a number of years, used to be overbearing in the air. If the four fields are dry and windy. In the meantime, it clearly shows the realm. There is no doubt that it is already a master of the road, so the master of the hardship did not keep it. Do not dare to keep it. This is the second scorpion of the mountains and the waters. It has already been buried in the body like a deep pool.

Fighting between the great masters, there may be some jaw-dropping changes at any time and place, so when the bitterness of the old man was printed on the chest of the old eunuch, he did not have the slightest joy.

Because the first cockroach has been used by the old eunuchs to use the overbearing instinct in the body, and the life has bounced back, although this method of luck is too overbearing and must not last. However, the bitterness believes that the old **** must have a way to cope with his second embarrassment.

However, the old **** of Hong did not block this embarrassment, the chest was broken, and the old **** was overbearing. I disappeared in a flash, I don’t know where I went!

Even the old eunuch's chest suddenly turned into a piece of iron. Born a second head, maybe the bitterness will not be surprised.

It’s just like this, it’s incredible for the bitterness, and where is the arrogance that can’t be overbearing? After all, the great master is a man, not a god, even if he and his four masters are sacred. It is also impossible to scatter all the breath that has already reached the peak of the human world in such a short period of time.

Just like a full of energy earth, how can it be completely drained in the beard?

It takes time to transfer any energy, and the shorter the time. The turbulence of this process is even more horrible.

Whether it is bitter, Si Gujian or Ye Liuyun, if at this time, like the old eunuch, all the real elements in the body are released in such a short period of time, the next moment is inevitable, ushered in the end of the body.

why? Why can Hong Lao eunuchs do this? Why is he dare to do this?

The eye of the bitterness shrank, and a raindrop stayed in the first half of his eye. Reflecting the faint black light.

He subconsciously noticed a trace of strange, dangerous taste, the eternal taste, the long journey of life. For the last time, the hard-working master was in such a state of mind, and he was still reunited with the nephew for five years. It’s just the danger that it’s felt at the time, not too late!

When these thoughts were like the raindrops in the minds of the hard-working masters, his soft right hand had already smashed the spleen of Hong Si, and the hot knives into the butter generally broke through the body of the thin and thin old man, from his back. It stretched out and was shocked into a five-petal heart. Under the curtain of a still raindrop, a **** arrow is ejected in a heart-rending manner.

Hong Si itch is dead. No one can survive after the heart is crushed. His body is not like the god-like hegemony when climbing a sword. Like a poor Confucian, he is covered in blood and hung in the right hand of the bitter lotus. .

Hong Si itch is still not dead. Although his heart is broken and his life is gone, his meridians still maintain the state before his death. All the true elements are desperately released to the heavens and the earth, from his meridians. The end, scattered into the surrounding nature. It is like a black hole, although it is dead. However, with some magical laws, the bridge of his own body is used as a bridge. Dissipated empty. Draw it. It’s faint.

Including the arm inside his body.

The master of the hardships is full of strength. The body is abundantly infuriating from every pore. Every inch of the skin permeates out, and with the flooding of the four itches, the secret method is at the expense of life. Keep venting out!

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The eyes of the bitter lotus are bright, not plain. It was induction, and the raindrops in his eyes were not in front of the air. He already understood. I have a plan in my own, this Dadongshan itself is a bureau.

Hong Si itch is not a master. The domineering that he previously released at the top of the mountain is a land. The realm is also a borrowing place. Because it is not all of its own

In order to be able to release the full force of the body. It seems that the image is like the degree that human beings should have.

Hong Si itch has a mortal heart.

Some people want to use his death to absorb a little bit of infuriating, and in the end, this one of the mountains and the water, has already crossed the real yuan, and his body is protected by the Yuan, and there has been a gap.

That person is going to take advantage of this gap.

That person is the one who shows the realm of the realm through the Hong Si itching.

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Less than the perception of the changes in the sword and the cloud, the eyes of the masters of the lotus are brighter, just like the same autumn moon. There is no warning in a pool of clear water.

His most beloved female sea otter has the cleanest and brightest eyes in the world, but if compared with the eyes of the bitter, it is like a firefly and a moon.

The bitterness is the most delicate person in the world to the surrounding environment. It is the softest but the strongest person in the heart. This is from the temple tour many years ago. You can see one or two.

When the old **** was found to be a trap, his reaction was followed, and the speed of the change was fast.

Perhaps just one percent of the finger, he should be faster than the imaginary response, but it is probably a fatal time difference.

The eyes of the bitter lotus are clear, and if it is a lonely star, it takes a deep breath, this breath. It seems that I want to **** all the air from the top of Dongshan! The old man’s chest suddenly rose up high, and the whole thing seemed to be two inches tall!

With this breath, the sky in his body is full of infuriating, and he begins to breathe from his right arm. Following the natural breath of the world, he easily escapes from the breath of Hong Si’s itch. The traction, began to use the fastest speed to turn into the veins of their own, such a fast turn, there is only a quiet way of the sky. It is so natural to be able to perform.

There is no difference between time and rest, any action that is controlled by muscles. It’s too late to make it, and the infuriating air like mercury and light generally flows through the human body, but it can sneak through the limits of time and complete its mission.

The real gas returned to the earthquake, and the thin body of the old **** was turned into a **** fog, but it was not scattered.

No one noticed that the left hand of the hard-working master hanging down naturally bends a finger, draws a semi-circle in the air, and makes a hand that never appeared on this continent. With this hand-style one Hair, the sky is condensed with raindrops again, the top of the Dadong Peak is mixed with the wind and rain, soaking in the faint breath of the ancient temple, and pouring into his body at a very fast speed!

These breaths that were screamed by that strange hand are very weak, but at such a critical juncture, a firewood, a drop of water, is a precious existence between the masters.

What is this hand style? Can you inhale the infuriating air from the empty air temple?

Spells, spells that the wizards practiced in the faraway sea!

But it appeared in the hands of the masters of bitterness!

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On the Dadong Mountain, where the rain is dripping, the Northern Qi State Teacher has finally made up his own magic weapon, which makes it difficult to help, but at this moment, it can help him speed up the means of returning to the real yuan.

This magic weapon was never used when he played against Wuzhu, but at this time he did not hesitate to display it.

Because at the moment of the death of the old eunuch, at the moment when the **** fog had not yet arrived, one hand, a white jade hand, stretched out from the blood fog!

This scene is unusually disenchant, a white jade-like hand, sticking out from the **** incomparable fog, like a glimpse of the nine secluded, to search for the gods of the world!

At the moment when the hand is sensed, the light in the eyes of the bitter lotus is brighter and brighter. His first reaction was normal. This hand should be a cloud of leaves. Only the hand of Ye Liuyun would be so stable and so wonderful.

However, the hardships are not afraid, because the sky in the body has already returned to his body, and the faint heaven and earth that was summoned with magical magic has also infiltrated his meridians from the 36,000 pores. Already abundant to the top. A shock has already reached the extreme that humans can accommodate.

If the other party wants to use the death of the old **** to create a gap in his own power, then the bitter response and the magical hand that everyone could have unexpectedly made up for this gap.

Even... it’s too perfect.

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The white hand suddenly disappeared from the light on the skin, but it looked even more terrible. In such a high-speed realm, it was a little tremor. With an incredible stability and strength, it was swept through the group. Blood fog, I went down.

In the process of plundering, the hand loosened four fingers. The index finger was slightly tilted up, and the soft and resolute fingertips slammed the drop of raindrops in front of the eye of the master of the bitterness, and then gently fell between his two eyebrows.

If you want to have a reddish enamel on his eyebrows.

The drop of raindrops was broken by a finger, turned into a hollow small water circle, surrounded by beautiful 涟?, slowly expanding.

However, there was no red scorpion on the eyebrows of the bitter lotus, but it was even brighter. It seemed that the bright colors in the eyes of the bitterness at this time were all sent to the eyebrows.

The masters of the hardships used their own intensive refinement of the heavens and the earth that was summoned by the instinct and the use of magic. Condensed between the eyebrows, resisting this beautiful finger!

The slightly curled, stable index finger does not have a hard, anti-corrosive effect with the eyebrows, but is poured into it in a slow and gentle way. There is no temperament, no lore, no natural gas, and some are the most upright rules in the world.

Wang Dao!

The fingertips went down again, and the screaming screamed out quickly. It was just a bit of a chest movement. Although it was only a finger movement, it was vaguely fascinating to have the image of a dragon and a tiger, and one finger would have the honor of the emperor!

The bitter load has already recovered the right hand at this time, and the face is full of dignified thumbs. Wonderful to meet the index finger, and made a muffled sound.

The index finger is down again, and the stab is in the middle of the stomach.

The bitterness hangs down, the linen is slightly swayed, and the flat finger is the palm. His right palm is like a trickle that flows with the mountain, and naturally hangs down, blocking the finger in front of the abdomen.

It’s all taken for granted.

However, the body of the bitterness began to tremble violently, and a erythema was on the palm of his right palm. It is like a red iron soldering iron that creaks.

The stable hand only had three fingers. These three fingers are not killing, not destroying, not resisting, but giving... being upright, without any intention of sneak attack, and the imperial mind of the emperor, all in the three fingers, the morality of the king is unveiled.

There was another lightning bolt in the sky.

The body of the bitter lotus is like a broken kite, slamming into the distance, plundering under the big tree beside the stone path of Dadongshan. He sits cross-legged and sighs.

The Tao was wrong, from the beginning, it was wrong, and the most deadly mistake was born before the three fingers - he was after seeing Hong Si itching. The reaction speed is too fast, the method of dealing with the law is too full, and the realm of the realm is too perfect.

At that moment, the master of the painful lotus, like a tree that stalks into the clouds, stretches to the highest point of the world, like a lake of autumn water. Has become a mighty trend.

And that person only had three fingers, and he was filled with half of the infuriating gas in his body and entered the body of the bitter land.

With the power of the king, the arrogance of the tyrannical power, and in such a short period of time to bear all the masters of the hardships, is like the towering tree, once again pressed into a giant tree, like It was Tiangong who suddenly dumped the half-lake autumn water again and entered the lake.

The water is full and the lake embankment is defeated.

The trunk was also broken from it.

The real situation of the Grand Masters is closer to God than the mortal. The bitter lotus is the closest to the world, but the great masters have their own weaknesses.

Their weakness is their own flesh, and the body's meridians have limits. ** The ability to bear, after all, has limits.

The bitterness was infuriated by the three fingers. Forced to break the limit. The meridians and ** in the body. I was irreparably hurt.

Sitting under the tree, I feel the master of the painfulness of the body's skin. There is still a big doubt in my heart - that person, the master of the hand. Why can it be in such a short period of time. Spit out so much infuriating. This is completely the speed that the body's meridians cannot bear.

However everything... should have ended.

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When Hong Si itch into a **** fog, the empty sword that Si Gujian's left hand was holding was slanting out. However, it was stabbed empty. He had to save the clouds. Ye Liuyun was not saved at all.

The group of clouds has covered the door of the Si Gujian.

Si Gujian trembled angrily. Screaming violently. A bow. The right wrist is twisted. The sword was pressed against the belly of Ye Liuyun.

The virtual sword in his left hand fell through. Followed by a bow. The violent and rounded swords finally showed a weak spot. Only he has to avoid. Because he knows that things have changed, and he has to survive.

Si Gujian survived. Half of his cheeks were smashed by leaves and his hands were broken.

Ye Liuyun also survived. He bowed indifferently. Hold your left hand. Hold the sword tightly. Only let this handle enter an inch in his belly.

Things are not finished.

Ye Liuyun’s hand in hand is gone. It slammed down. He slammed the shoulders of Si Gujian. The five fingers are like dragon claws, and they will rush out from the clouds. Fingertips go deep into the flesh!

And Si Gujian seems to feel no pain at all. Pull back with your left hand. He slammed on his wrist.

The long sword re-enters the leaves in the belly of an inch... Then, the tip of the sword shines brightly, and is broken by a powerful sword, and a beautiful flower is opened!

This is a scary sword, although there are many unexpected problems on the way. Can still be in the end. With the beginning of the moment. What is it? Suddenly seriously injured Ye Liuyun.

At this time, the blood of the group was scattered.

A bright yellow figure appeared from the **** fog, it seems that every emperor will use countless people to blood, in order to lay the foundation of his own life.

Ming Huang’s figure appeared between Ye Liuyun and Si Gujian. A boxing went out.

There are no fancy. There is no skill, just so simple and clear.

But absolutely no one in the world can make such a simple and clear punch. It’s upright and bright. But people can't avoid it at all. Even... no intention to avoid!

First, the sound of the sound is heard. The body was subjected to a strong infuriating impact, and the right arm of Si Gujian, who was caught by the leaves and clouds. Just break it!

Then there was a muffled sound like the bronze bell of the ancient temple. Four Gu Jian's eyes flashed a touch of complexity to the extreme look, looking at the front of the Ming Huang figure. The whole person’s body was struck out horizontally!

With that expression, Si Gujian broke his arm and flew. Directly broke the wooden door of Dongshan Qing Temple. A strong momentum, successively smashed countless buildings in the ancient temple. It's like a big stone. It crushed everything that his body touched. Finally, I bumped into the big bell in the deepest temple of the ancient temple. There was a bang.

Directly opposite the ancient temple, under the big tree beside the stone path, the body of the sorrow and the sorrowful face looked at the scene with a sigh of relief, sitting on the knees, as if it was quoted by the bell, something suddenly exploded in the body. The body of the whole person suddenly skyrocketed for a moment, then narrowed down, and blood ooze out from the ears of his eyes.

The big tree behind the bitter lotus collapsed. Broken into pieces, he was surrounded by bluestone within five feet of his body. All of them were suffocated by his body, and they were squeezed into a twisted three-dimensional cut surface, or sorrowful or sorrowful, screaming at the sharpest corner. .

Most of the buildings in the old temple have become waste walls. The ancient mythology painted by the oil paint has become a powdery past, and the pool covered with moss is missing a big mouth. The groundwater that flows in it is flowing out, mixed with earth and stone, and becomes turbid. A few white cranes were stunned by the sound, squatting in the back of the pool, a yellow cloth was shaken to the ground, covered with the end of the miserable passage, lying on the ground and looking at the sword body, only listening to the yellow cloth under the four shoes with very weak Earth sound. He glared at something, but his voice was extremely weak, and he was covered up by the bells on his head.

The bells rang through the entire summit of Dadong.

The hurricane on the seashore is coming fast, just like the impermanence of this world, the joys and sorrows of the emperors, and the previous storms and winds, but at this time, the wind and the rain stopped. The dark clouds in the sky suddenly spread a hole, revealing the soft blue sky behind the clouds. A touch of skylight was so clear and transparent that it fell on the bright yellow figure on the edge of Dongshan Cliff, and his face was clear.

Qing Emperor stood pale and stood in the same place, his limbs were shaking, half of his body's overbearing instinct was poured into the land of bitterness, and the last punch of the king of the road squeezed out his last spirit. At this time, he was exhausted to the extreme. .

The sky is indifferent, the most powerful monarch in the world, wet the robes by the rain, the hair is also chaotic, pulling on the forehead with powerlessness, but there are countless unintentional emotions in the calmness of the eyelids.

In his life, he has never been so embarrassed.

His life has never been so powerful.

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