Legend of Fu Yao

"Oh..." Meng Fu shook his hand over his eyes, lazily replied, and quieted again, only dragging his voice and asking, "Hey...la..."

"It's that Buddha..." Cloud marks a blink of an eye, seeing Meng Fu Sha has entered a semi-sleep state, remembering that she was escaped today, fighting and killing, and suffered injuries, really tired and tired, where there is energy to gossip, laughed Laugh, cover her with a quilt and blow out the lights.

The light was dark, the room was immersed in dark silence, but the cloud mark did not leave immediately. He stood in the room, quietly speaking, and the moonlight entered through the window. As the water began to expand, he saw him quietly overlooking Meng Fu’s eyes. Clear, bright, sparkling sparks, such as the coolness of jade as the depth of water.

Shake, your wind will eventually start, maybe I can only attach your flying tail, but I am still fortunate that I am lucky, so I have not been thrown too far away.

One day, I will vacate and walk with you.

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Meng Fu shook the two-day injury. Within two days, she was devastated by the Mongolian doctor. Zong Yue thought that she was a rebellious seed. She took care of the stunned Yan and the people’s way. Now she is wounded and deserved, so she While sneering and ridiculous, he grabbed Meng Fu to heal the wounds, and Meng Fu shook his mourning. "I want to fight, you have to give me a rest?" Zong Yue ignored it and replied coldly. "Who have you seen within two days?" Can you cure the internal injuries? Now you can only give the injury to the town. You have to pray that you can't meet the opponents who are purely yin. If the injury is triggered, don't say first, don't think about the third round!"

When he spoke, his face was like snow, and he did not move. Since he found Meng Fu Sha, he has been doing this virtue. In recent days, even Yuanbao’s fart has been carefully caught, afraid that he will throw it into the latrine on the grounds of polluted air. Meng Fu Sha did not dare to talk back, hate that Xuanyuan, Bacheng and Zong Yue eight characters are not in line, wait for her to meet him, hey.

Three days later, the third round of the trial started as scheduled. In the early morning, the stage was crowded with people, and the black people were crushed. The Wuzhou mainland was full of people and the military was respected. This kind of event was naturally fascinating. When Meng Fu shook, almost Squeeze not to enter the field, and even sighs that the stupid bird is not afraid to sell tickets.

According to the rules, each draws lots and signs red and black. According to the same number drawn by the two, the match is controlled by Beibei Heng. Before the draw, Zhaibeiheng announced the final round of rule revision, and the third round was decided. Ten people will draw lots first, and the losers will fall into the bottom five. The top five will compete for challenges. Whoever thinks that they must take the first place, go to the next battle, who is the longest time on the contest, who? It is the first of the real Wu Kui.

The rules are out of the way, which is not the same as the wheel battle? The first one to go up, is not to face the four-round master attack, is not a lose? This game system is also too unfair. Zhanbei Heng faces a turbulent situation. With a smile, he raises his hand and presses down. "You only think that this system is unfair, but the lottery is not more unfair? The top ten masters, the strength of their own high If the sixth place draws the first place, it is naturally steady, but if he meets the fifth place, who knows who the deer died? It is related to the top five of the real Wu, the difference is a long way, since it is In the name of Wu, I am sure that the Zhenwu Conference will select the most powerful masters, regardless of luck, and speak with strength!"

He also smiled at Guo Pingyi, Gu Lingfeng, Xuanyuan, Yalanzhu, Yunzhen, Yan Jingchen and others, and asked, "How about a few?"

Guo Pingyi has no expression, rubbing his own sword. Meng Fu shakes since he first saw him in the first place after the First World War. He only thought that this Guo general martial arts did not regress, but the spirit of the whole person seemed to have been exhausted. His eyes were sluggish, only knowing that he kept rubbing his sword, and he did not know what technique he used for his long-term grandson, and made him a good person. Meng Fu shook his head and couldn’t help but grin. Probably, it was the Taiyuan jungle. In the way of dealing with the subordinates of the search, it is in line with the protagonist of the great-grandson - Sven, elegant, vicious and inactive.

Gu Lingfeng is the representative of the home court. Naturally, he never refuses to show weakness. He laughs loudly. "It’s what the prince said, strength speaks!"

Xuanyuanguo, the Xuanyuan son, is not only young and surprising, but also very rare in temperament. The appearance is especially beautiful. After looking at the battlefield, he has been looking for someone. After a few turns, he has a layer of disappointment. When I saw Heng Wang asked, I didn’t open my face and I was red and red, and I was very vocal. "Listen to the prince."

Yalanzhu played with his own little nephew, and he was careless. "I just came to play, and a few people fight to be fun."

The cloud marks nodded silently, and Yan smiled and smiled. Weng Erya replied, "Wang Ye Yingming."

Meng Fu’s eyes swept across his face. His face was not very good-looking. His eyes were darker and darker. But when the two forces collided with him, he was only in the middle, but he only scratched the side. How to look ugly like a half dead, Meng Fu shakes the vicious thoughts, 80% is excessive indulgence.

There are few opinions about the most powerful and successful leaders. Others naturally have nothing to say. The North China has nodded, and with a wave of hands, Xiao Yan took the box.

Meng Fu glared at Gu Lingfeng, hoping to smoke him and take advantage of this opportunity to kill him - the rule is to stipulate that it is not necessary to hurt people, but she will be gentle, point him to 姥姥Family.

The box was moved over, a big box, in order to show fairness, two slots were opened on both sides. Everyone reached out and touched at the same time. Meng Fu swayed at the two slots, thinking what the meaning of Scorpio is, why is it here? Play just above? Anyway, they are all touching their eyes, what is the difference?

Also, what do you do with such a big box? So big places, scattered twenty marks, touch it for a while - delay time? Want to do it?

When she was puzzled, she left her mind, and the slow movement of the past, the eyes of the people in the hands of the fire - if there is a stupid, it must be in the hand, only the hand that no one sees into the box, can be done.

Then she saw the hand of Gu Lingfeng.

On that hand, the five fingers were short, the nails were reddish, and there was a clear poisonous palm. More importantly, he wore a black ring above his middle finger.

The ring is like an ordinary obsidian, and the stone is huge. There is nothing unusual about it. But Meng Fu believes that as long as the ring moves, there will definitely be something not too good on the ring.

It seems that there is a tacit understanding between Gu Lingfeng and Beibei Heng, and the first potential for Zhenwu is sure.

Gu Lingfeng stood opposite her, the Xuanyuan on the left side and Guo Pingyi on the right side, facing the cloud mark.

Meng Fu shook his hand and pulled the sleeve of the cloud to mark his hand. He noticed the hand of Gu Lingfeng. The cloud marks flashed, extremely slow and very slow, and it was not easy to be noticed.

Twenty people, their hands are stretched in.

After Meng Fu shook his hand in, he first played his own sleeves, and there was an adult in his sleeve. Meng Fu’s companion did not want to bring it. He insisted on asking to see the play, rolling and splashing and hanging on the hang. Meng Fu’s hustle and bustle had to be carried. Originally, I intended to throw it to the ironsmith under the stage after the lottery. Now, just right.

Yuanbao adults entered the box silently and silently, holding a fruit, sitting slowly in the darkness, staring at the hands of Gu Lingfeng, and then holding Meng Fu’s finger, slowly leaning in that direction.

Gu Lingfeng's hand is leaning toward the Xuanyuan on the left side - the Yuexi disci is a strong enemy, and the early performance is also the best, first take him to start.

Yuanbao adults immediately grabbed Meng Fu's little finger and swayed to the left. Meng Fu shook his head and looked at Xuanyuan. Some hesitated, suddenly remembered the tears that he saw when he returned to the first three days ago, and his heart was soft.

Her hand slowly leaned back.

In the darkness, twenty hands, in addition to the other three pairs of thoughts, the rest are touching each other.

Meng Fu’s hand suddenly burst into lightning!

The fingertips slammed into the wind and flew, and the electric shock was emptied, and the pulse was directly shot!

As the wind swelled, Gu Lingfeng was shocked, and the subconscious mind shrank hands and slaps a hand. However, Meng Fu’s hand has already waited faster on his retreat. The five fingers are like a knuckle, and the knuckles are like claws. Gu Lingfeng pointed to the bullets, Meng Fu shakes a pick of a signature, Gu Lingfeng retreats, fingertips poke to Meng Fu shaking his palm, Meng Fu shake suddenly shrinks into a fist, fist like a phoenix eye, 狠Knock on it!

Lightning moments, three tricks in the dark box!

"嚓" a small bang, Fengyan fist, knocked on the ancient Lingfeng wrist veins, Gu Lingfeng can no longer think that some people can recognize the black box, the five fingers are soft, Meng Fu shakes backhand, Gu Ling The wind veins are already in her palm.

Gu Lingfeng was shocked and surprised, and the other hand rushed to save. However, the hand of the cloud mark that had been waiting for it had arrived. It was as fast as the wind, and he caught his wrist.

Both hands were made at the same time, Gu Lingfeng's face was gray, and he looked up to the side to find out who was out of the hand, but inadvertently met Meng Fu's eyes.

With a smile, awkward, cold, strange, with a fire-like warm and ice-like cool, gaze.

When he met such a gaze, he stunned and immediately felt as if he was immersed in deep water. He remembered a certain rainy night in the mountains, and he shot himself with a sword. The shadow of the opposite side of the hill across the rain screen seemed to have been shot. This steel-like look.

He suddenly knew who she was.

However, it is already late.

Meng Fu shakes a silent smile, and the finger of his palm is wrong, and he will fold it again and again!

"what!"

Gu Lingfeng made a shocking scream, screaming fiercely, smashing the eyes of the audience, and the people on the stage jumped up.

Meng Fu shook his face with a smile, and let go of his hand. Just a moment ago, she had already abolished the meridians of the entire arm of Gu Lingfeng, and she went up with strength and got into his heart. He not only practiced the hand of poisonous palm. It is no longer possible to poison others, and the small life will be accounted for.

The screams of Gu Lingfeng continued—the cloud marks were processed in the same way, and his other hand was abolished. Then, the ingots rushed up and excited, and each hand took a bite.

After the bite, Yuanbao adults vomited blood, and quickly drilled back into Meng Fu’s sleeves.

Meng Fu shakes and smiles and grabs the random note and draws his hand.

All this happened only in an instant. Everyone saw only twenty people reaching into the slot of the long box. Everyone seemed to be concentrating on the sign. Then, the ancient Ling screamed, and then he shook the blood. The dripping hand pulled out the box.

In the north of the battle, Heng Hao Ran stood up and shouted, "What happened?"

The other 19 people took the sign and looked innocent, and the arbitration quickly came up to look at Gu Lingfeng's hand, but he was shocked to find that his hand was actually a bite mark - animal bites.

Zhanbei Heng listened to the return and also stunned. It was thought that the rest of the contestants had moved their hands and feet, but now it is an animal bite. He did not dare to personally check it. He finally had to silently and his face was gloomy and returned to the main seat.

The seed player of Scorpio, even if he didn’t make a move in the third round, he was inexplicably out!

Everyone has whispered and talked about it. Some of the Scorpio people are not jealous and stand up loudly. "Wang Ye, there must be ghosts! Please thoroughly check the rest of the contestants!"

The war in the north was cold and cold, and Yalanzhu smiled. "Yes, we are all suspicious. We just put our hands in it, and we put our mouths in and bite the old one."

At the end of the sneer, the clouds are cold and cold, "The signing box in your country is really wonderful, and it’s a lot of tricks, and you bite your own hands."

The war in the north is changing, after all, the guilty conscience is not going to be pursued, and the wave of life will send the ancient Lingfeng down, cold channel, "competition continues -"

Meng Fu smiled and stepped back to see his signature. Just now she took one, and used it to pick up the hands of Gu Lingfeng.

"Black, seven!"

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At this time, the arbitration has already read their respective signatures. Among them, Guo Pingyi was shocked by Yan, and Wang Huayan of Ruancheng County was against the cloud marks. Yalanzhu pumped the red five. As a result, all the people’s signatures were not black five. It belongs to the ancient Lingfeng, and stayed in the box, so the good luck of Yalanzhu.

As the best performer in the first two rounds, Xuanyuan has always been concerned by everyone. At this time, the famous masters have already set their opponents. The rest is the contestants who will be later in the second round. Everyone looks and looks at them. Which is the unlucky one, and the wheel is on the battle with the most powerful teenager.

Xuanyuan carefully handed over the sign in the eyes of the public, and said in a whisper, "Red, seven."

The arbitration turned its attention to the remaining few people. The rest of them showed a smile that was relieved, a moment of easy appearance, an arbitration and a sign, and asked, "Which black seven?"

Everyone looked around and looked forward, Meng Fu shaked a smile and stepped forward, pointing to his nose, "District."

There was a loud bang, and there was a bit of excitement. Some people said loudly, "Hey, this is nothing."

"Admit defeat early, change people."

"I didn't mean it, I thought I could see the peak matchup."

Meng Fu shook his smile and turned his hand. "Oh, don't catch people, focus on participation and participation."

She stepped down in the laughter, waiting for her seventh game, not long after sitting down, the side of the figure moved, Zong Yue came silently, Meng Fu shake sitting on his side, it was good, suddenly Start scratching your head.

Zong Yue said faintly, "How? Long scorpion?"

Meng Fu shook, "Yes, eyes, the left eye and the right eye are so poor, I feel that I am really guilty, the light bulb is stuck here, Mongolian doctor, how do we change position?"

Zong Yue’s eyes did not rise, and she carefully took her veins and said, “If you say a few nonsense, you can live longer.” He said, “Open your mouth.”

Meng Fu shook his mouth and opened his mouth. Zong Yue bounced a pill into her mouth. "I didn't intend to come over. I heard that someone was out of luck. I drove the man and had to run. I told you, Hello, you are self-conscious."

When he finished, he got up and left without looking back. His white clothes like snow did not smudge the smoke. The slow and firm pace seemed to look like a distant snow drifting snow, cold and alienated.

Meng Fu shook his subconscious mind, and he saw the shy Xiaozheng Taizi son, and the rabbit-like eyes were red.

“Hey...” Meng Fu’s head was holding his head, and he sighed with Yuanbao’s sigh. “Mom, it’s really where life doesn’t meet, once you meet, it’s gusting...”

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Guo Pingyi and Yan Jingchen are the third. The wonderful thing is that neither of them is in the best state. Although Guo Ping’s internal strength has not been lost, but because the evil machine has been destroyed, the reaction and the machine change are far worse than the heyday. Minor injury, three days will be raised is almost the same, his roots are not as solid as Guo Pingqi, talent is good, the sword is smart and light, the rising and falling point is full of smoke, there is a dusty posture, more contrast to Guo Pingyi's "拙", two people Can be a tie, the third hundred strokes, Yan Jingchen wins in half a stroke.

When Yan Chen was in the test, he was sitting under the stage. Although his husband and wife were known as "double eyes", this single person can't be double-matched. The county is sitting in a straight position and hands are stacked on the knees. I don’t know how many tens of thousands of times the temperament is standing. I don’t know how many tens of thousands of times I go. Someone licks her while eating snacks, licking her under the ribs, licking her veil, rubbing her waist, turning her eyes. Smile, don't know what a ghost idea is playing.

The sixth game is Yunshen and Hua Yan, the young prince from the ancestors, who came into a mystery. It is different from Gu Lingfeng, Guo Ping, Xuanyuan, Yan, and the famous disciple of Yunshen Xinghui. The skill is very good, especially the good shots, this Xuan Ang man and the cloud mark stand opposite each other, are as graceful as a pair of Yushu, seeing everyone cheering.

Meng Fu jumped into the chair and waved his arms. "A trace of oil, a trace of oil!"

The ingots in her sleeves were swayed by her eyes like three Baidu glasses, and the circle was a whirlpool. It crawled out in resentment, and Meng Meng shook his teeth. Meng Fuyao hurriedly put it in his palm to show his warmth. .

Cloud marks helplessly look at her, swinging his hand, silently let Hua Yan a, "Please!"

"please!"

A word of "Please" is still in the corner of the mouth, and the next moment Hua Yan suddenly rushed out like a blasting thunder. The tip of the gun swayed, and the sound of the bursting sound immediately sounded in the air. Incessantly, the hair that curled up in the clouds was straight up and erected.

Meng Fu shakes a squat, nervously pinched his fingers, said, "This guy is fierce..." She pinched, pinched, and forgot that the ingot is still in her palm...

The cloud marks are unchanged, and they are low-drinking. "Good!" The whole body fluttered and the two men wrestled together.

This is a battle of real strength. Compared with the previous stunned, the cloud marks and Hua Yan are real battles, tricks, internal forces, skills, skills, a comprehensive and gorgeous The Wuzhou mainland aristocratic warriors are all good at martial arts demonstrations, a gun-like wind is like a tiger, a sword like a dragon in the sky, a golden gun wind and a light blue sword light entangled together, smashing, shooting, cutting, wearing, Huaguang I am swaying in the air and seeing everyone cheering.

Meng Fu Shaan was worried about the silence, because she found that Hua Yan’s internal force was too fierce. Once he went to five hundred strokes, he would not be able to continue. However, after all, Yun Yun’s new swordsmanship seems to be insufficient. That Hua Yan is particularly rich in internal strength, he has a natural flaw, it seems that now does not fall, but it is difficult to support five hundred strokes.

She tightened her fingers and was already thinking about how to comfort the lost cloud marks.

However, four hundred strokes in the past, the cloud marks have not lost, he just has a white face, some lips are blue, but the sword is as fierce as the old, the war is as blazing as the old, the sword light flying in the vertical and horizontal, such as the sea waves and waves The cloud roll, as stunning as ever, he used the side of the foot as the territory and battlefield of his own, and he did not let it!

Cloud marks do not let.

Once allowed, it gave up all the dignity and persistence of this life.

He is already very tired, tired of the flowers in front of his eyes, tired of heartbeat like a drum, Hua Yan stepped on the seven-star step in his eyes has quickly become a real Venus, the vertical and horizontal guns forced his breath, he I feel that even the blood is condensed in an inch, and every sword is swung out. Those condensed blood seem to fall out in blocks.

So he bit his tongue and put the blood in his mouth, so that the sharp and sharp pain and the slight sweetness of the scent, the golden swaying gun tip has already turned into the Jianguang that Meng Fu shakes when he first saw it on Xuanyuan Mountain. The sword light stunned and stunned, and the east wind was stunned in an instant, and the girl in the breeze on the top of the mountain was dark and snowy, and like a flower in the wilderness, lonely and proud, refused to be ruined by the world. .

He remembered the pair of scorpions, and the Taiyuan Palace met again. In a hurry, he couldn't recognize it for a while. However, after quietly thinking back, the eyes were like flowers, and the bottom of the water was shaking in his memory all the time.

He remembered the blood flowing out of her beheaded back into her legs, remembering her clever tricks and the calmness of ordinary people.

I remember a woman who was both proud and sloppy, both tall and tall.

Shake.

I can lose to you, but I can never lose to others in front of you!

The fifth hundred tricks!

Hua Yan began to breathe slightly. His golden gun was too heavy. Although he was fierce and sturdy, once he used it beyond the limit, he was equal to killing himself. Before his arrival, his master specially taught if he met the traceless sword or Yalanzhuyan. Only in this way can we make this kind of warfare, once you encounter the same profound Gu Lingfeng Guo Pingyi, you can't.

When he got to the cloud mark, he secretly rejoiced and boldly adopted this tactic, but never imagined that the sword was light, and there was no deep cloud of his internal force created by the adventure, and he even desperately supported five hundred strokes.

Once the gunshots were out of power, the power was suddenly reduced, and the cloud marks took a deep breath and held back the pain of the chest and lungs, and immediately attacked.

The fifth hundred and eighty-seventh trick, he is like a butterfly, and he is in the gun body and the long gun is off!

Hua Yan is also a man of bright and upright, arms out of hand, immediately no longer entangled, frankly admit defeat.

His eyes are clear, step forward, sincerely and sincerely look at the cloud marks, said, "Admire Xiongtai."

Admire these willingness to persist, this kind of unwilling mentality, and the momentum that does not lose in adversity, belongs to the courage and style of a real man, and it will never die.

The cloud marks are as straight as ever, and they are resolutely rude. They step down in the eyes of everyone's admiration and appreciation. The pace is steady and they are rushing toward Meng Fu, watching her deeply and smiling.

Meng Fu waved his knees and looked at him, sighing and passing a handkerchief silently.

The cloud marks were taken over, squatting on the mouth, coughing, and Meng Fu swayed slowly. "I don't want to see you even blood don't want to spit in front of me. Then I should not appear in front of you in my life."

Yun trace smiled and sat down straight, Meng Fu shakes the medicine from his arms and puts it in his hand, stands up, twists his neck and kicks his legs, smiles, "It's my turn."

Yunxu took her, Meng Fu shook back, the cold young boy's eyes sparked and the heart was floating, and a thousand words were in his eyes. Meng Fu shook his eyes for a second, then he smiled and said, "Reassured, I don't Learn from you, I will lose if I lose, and never sneak my blood."

She walked on the stage in the eyes of everyone with kindness and sneak peek. She needed to go through the first row of swallows and couples. Of course, she could also avoid the road, and Meng Fu would not let it go straight. Narrow, need someone to stand up and let, Yan Jingchen saw her come over, and immediately began to stiffen, Mumu stood up, Meng Fu shake but did not look at him, she smiled and walked straight through Yan Yan, after passing by Suddenly, the body is tilted and the foot is hooked.

She didn't care about her. She suddenly felt that her feet were coming, and her body leaned backwards. She subconsciously reached out to grab the objects that could be caught. Meng Fu immediately handed her hand over and quickly shouted. "What happened to Mrs. Yan?"

In the cry, her hand clasped her hand, her wrist twisted, her body squatted, and turned a semicircle to face the spectator behind, because the force of the roundabout was too fierce, her face was covered with yarn, fluttering Start.

The audience made a sound of deep tail sounds full of exclamation "Oh -"

Then she screamed. She didn't even understand what happened in the moment. She suddenly found her eyes lit up, the veil flew up, and the face that had been hidden for a long time, even the faces that her relatives had never seen before, was exposed to the warriors of the world. .

On the face, although the scar of the fork has healed, it has not been completely calmed down. It is a faint red color, and it rises like a scorpion. It doesn't make people feel disgusting. However, she is delicate and delicate, and she is more shocked. Ugly.

Yan turned his head and looked at him. She had been wearing a veil for a long time. She said that she needed to say that she had a long wind sore, and that her husband and wife had been sleeping in the room, and they had no name. I saw the face behind the veil.

It turned out that her face was ruined...

He closed his eyes and turned his eyes to Meng Fu Sha, the woman dressed as a teenager, the eyes of the Baoguang flow, black as white as jade, easy to pass the skin pale honey, revealing the luster like a pearl color, small A face and a silhouette are also shocking - the show is shocked.

Yan’s dust raised his hand slowly—not to marry his wife. He had forgotten the lady’s thing. He just put his hand on his heart, and there seemed to be countless pieces of hot, sharp gravel that could not be honed. Wherever he went, "哧-" was white smoke, bloody, and scorched.

Those beautiful feelings that have been missed because of their young age and ignorance!

Those who are ignorant and self-made, those who are mistaken and mistaken forever!

He was there, and he didn't hear his "Mrs." screaming. He didn't see her face rushing out of the venue. He stood like a puppet, and instantly, ten years old.

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When Meng Fu Sha stood on the stage, Xuanyuan had already been waiting there. This beautiful young boy used a weapon with a bright moon hook. Meng Fu looked at the disciples of this month and decided not to use her. The treasure of qi, hey, can't hurt people to overturn the vinegar jar.

The audience at the stage began to lazily lick the seeds, waiting for the three moves to solve the test that was not controversial.

The two men confronted each other, "Please --"

The sound was not over, Meng Fu Shao had already rushed out, and the wind that she brought up screamed, and the air on all sides of the room shook. "Beep", the armor of the stage suddenly fell to the ground, and the long squatting bones rolled over the ground.

Under the stage, "the boy", this child, want to struggle to win, can not be so eager.

Meng Fu Sha actually only wants to solve Xuanyuan within three strokes - her internal injuries are not good, can not be a long battle.

Opposite, Xuanyuan was ashamed and shy, with a glimpse of the light, a round of new moons and ribbons spread out, and the moonlight was borderless everywhere. In an instant, Meng Fu’s offensive was blocked.

Meng Fu Sha did not close to him at all. As soon as he turned over the eagle, he screamed over his head, and his head did not return a backhand. The palm of the hand was like a light, and he poked his shoulder.

Xuanyuan shook his body and avoided it. His body shape was like a moonlight. It was silently slipping through the water. Only one white shadow was seen in the field. The drifting and moving, the light and the crossing, the light and the aura, but again There are thousands of years of ancient, wind and thunder indestructible coagulation and set.

Meng Fu Sha is another style, she is thundering with lightning, with a strong wind, breaking the wind, breaking nine!

She used her fists, punched out like a tiger, and took the violent temper of the king of the mountain. She punched out and all things were low. When the boxing wind passed, the hard planks on the field paved together and opened. One piece was lifted up like a bow, and the cymbals rang for a while. The cocked "boat heads" flew in a row due to impulse and inertia. One hit the next one, and the huge wooden boards that ran across the sky, whistling Rotate, straight cover Xuanyuan head!

The exclamation began, and thousands of spectators sprinkled the seeds and jumped together.

There were huge wooden shadows flying in the sky, hiding the bright silver moonlight of Xuanyuan. Meng Fu flew up and rubbed the board to cross the sky. The **** who manipulated the electric light from the thick clouds, there is nowhere to focus, she can still turn up, jump, squat, step on, kick, shoot, those wooden boards seem to have life under her feet, then the up and down No gaps, surrounded by Xuanyuan!

And she still did not relax, swooping down, black light flashed in the elbow, "弑天" has been attached to the elbow, this is the sword with Zong Yuexue, the fastest, the most embarrassing, the most flexible, the most Hit it!

She wants to put this sword on Xuanyuan’s neck and then end the battle!

She swooped down, like a flying phoenix dance above the nine miles, the thunder and the snow and ice, the drum noise under the stage was swayed by the hurricane, and she was only aiming at the goal, nowhere to go.

Xuanyuan is still dealing with the wooden boards, the crescent hooks dragging a snow arc, the light is born with the power of collapse, often a few inches away from the wood, the large piece of wood has been silent, However, just such a delay, Meng Fu Sha has arrived.

Her black cloud cover is unstoppable, and the cold light of the dagger flashes in the eyes of Xuanyuan.

Under the stage, "Oh!" The sound of amazement surged.

Xuanyuan suddenly smiled.

This beautiful young boy, the crescent hook in his hand suddenly shocked, "嚓", the crescent hook on the "double wings", is a two-piece shiny knife like a wing, when it appears, the chill is filled, the atmosphere is snow, the temperature in the field Both fell by ten degrees.

When the moonlight is inserted into the wings, what kind of gorgeous and dazzling?

Xuanyuan still smiled shyly, his wrists trembled, and the moonlight speed of the wings in his palm suddenly doubled, gently slipping, and the long hook with Xuanbing cold had already reached the door of Meng Fu!

In an instant, the cold is pressing, and even the blood seems to be solidified.

Meng Fu Sha knows that he is fooled.

This is the same as yourself, hiding private!

This 丫 练 练 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄 玄Come on such a hand, purely want to take the opportunity to provoke her injury!

It is no wonder that Zong Yue Ming Ming did not want to come but halfway through and gave himself medicine. It turned out that he was worried about this Xuanyuan.

Xuanyin is really chilly, and Meng Fu Sha is really overused. The internal injuries in the body begin to ache.

Xuanyuan’s hook light has already floated over.

His hook light is extremely splendid, and every round of the moon is full of glory. Everyone in Huaguang Huiyao can't open their eyes. They all use their hands to cover their eyebrows. They want to see clearly that this is beyond the expected value, and the victorious peak of the battle is changing.

In Huaguangli, Xuanyuan’s hook light near Meng Fu’s shake suddenly stopped at the most critical moment.

He fluttered to Meng Fu’s side, extremely fast. “Let me see him, I lose to you.”

Meng Fu shakes a glimpse, almost nothing.

This child, Zhenwu Kui is not the first, just to see Zong Yue?

The poison tongue man is really fascinating...

Xuanyuan’s hook light stopped in front of her face, waiting for her answer, Meng Fu Shake only smiled.

She also said quickly, "That is his business, I don't have this right, and... I don't need you to let."

The word "Let" still stayed on her tongue, and the remnant of Xuanyuan immediately retreated quickly. However, after all, he was late, or he stopped, and he was destined to miss the best chance to defeat Meng Fu.

Meng Fu shook a low drink, five fingers.

In her palm, she suddenly burst into a splendid light. First, a group of white and bright sighs, and then a small group of white light quickly expanded. The light was far beyond the silvery moonlight, more dazzling and bright, the center was blazing, the edge As the fire, the innocent rushed to the four sides, the remaining planks in the field, immediately off the ground, like someone dragging and slamming backwards, forced the spectators sitting at the front desk to get up and avoid, some people move Slowed down, I was immediately inserted into the leg by the wooden strip, and the blood of the sharp knife dripped.

The front king and the high platform that was arbitrated in the arbitration were also set up with wooden planks. The solid wooden planks fixed with iron bars suddenly and silently unloaded, and the king was almost swayed in the field.

The high platform hangs up and rises up, the dragon rises like a dragon, and then gathers together, and dissipates in the dazzling light.

The sixth layer of “Break the Nine” is “Rising”!

沧海霞映, Yunshan shines, such as the rising of the sun!

When the sun shines, why did the moonlight exist?

Xuanyuan has changed his eyes, and it is also the suffocation of light. He naturally knows the goods and knows that he can never hardly pick up. He retreats and retreats like a touch of electricity. The speed is definitely not slower than Meng Fu’s previous fierce attack.

However, a pair of fingers have been gently placed in his throat.

Unlike his cold moonlight, the fingers are hot, the heat of the fire burns, he stiffens his neck, and feels the skin on his throat is so hot that he is excited. .

The collapsed battlefield, swaying the silent wind, the wind raised the juvenile's robes, the back was slim and strong, another illuminating light came over, saw her fingers, and firmly pinched the opponent's throat. .

The light gradually gathered, condensed into a little white light at her fingertips, flickering at the critical point, and the thousands of people in the audience were silent.

The arbitration opened his mouth, and he did not make a sound several times. He finally screamed, "Meng Fu shakes, wins!"

The audience clearly knew that the result was still pumping, and the sound of the wind was over the vast battlefield. It sounded like the giant was fighting.

Xuanyuan did not dare to blink, waiting for Meng Fu to shake his hand, Meng Fu shake but did not accept, he was forced to tears out by the white light, watching Meng Fu shake, the eye is wronged red.

Meng Fu shakes the dark, rabbit!

She doesn't want to accept wow.

She can't take it.

The infuriating speed of gathering together quickly, the more advanced adventures use the sixth layer to break the nine 霄, now she is much worse than Xuanyuan, the bones of the whole body are about to dislocate, the inner turmoil is turbulent, the real gas left and right is unable to control, feels a finger movement A **** blood with all the internal organs will spray the Xuanyuan full of heads.

She is still there. Others think that she is not willing to let go of showing off her achievements, but she dare not say anything. Dark horses, super **** horses, this sun is shining, one stroke