Legend of Swordsman

The surging swordsmanship did not achieve the desired effect. After smashing into his mouth, he entered the sea like a mud bull without any waves.

At the same time, a wave of horror suction surged towards the sword without a shadow.

He only felt the uncontrollable passing of the internal force, while the skin of the divine body was rapidly aging.

He is eating!

However, everything is too late, Jian Wushuang is difficult to get out.

The bald-headed Luohan was laughing wildly, his belly as big as a bucket, and swallowed his entire whale directly into his belly.

When the last ray of Huamang completely disappeared, the whole process was only a few tens of hours, and irresistible excitement appeared on his front and back faces.

As long as he is swallowed, even Yanxian can never escape.

The bald-headed Luohan was already in ecstasy, and he was already able to imagine the scene when he took that step completely.

Thinking of this, the bald-headed Luohan no longer stayed, flew straight to the eight arms and glared.

Sitting back on the top of his head with eight arms raised, he glanced coldly at the few people who were struggling to resist, and then closed his eyes and began to digest.

His current imperative is to take that step completely!

At this moment, the black robe sword Wushuang entered a strange space.

It was all chaotic haze when I looked into my eyes, and the slightly damp ground under my feet.

If he guessed right, the space where he was at the moment was in the belly of the bald arhat.

In the chaotic and strange haze, the strength of the body was slowly stripping away, but Jian Wushuang's face was not worried at all.

Even earlier, when the bald-headed Luohan raised the thought of swallowing, Jian Wushuang had already realized it, and he entered it into his belly.

If there is no Three Emperors around, Jian Wushuang will certainly not dare to be so rashly suspected, but now it is different.

Before the three emperors have left, they will be his biggest cards.

And it can be a good way to directly destroy this rather insidious ancestor of the wandering ancestors from the inside.

After removing the Boyang bottle from the waist, Jian Wushuang directly pulled out the bottle stopper.

Immediately afterwards, the three bodies scrambled out of the bowl of Yang.

"What the **** is this thing, it burns the emperor."

"I blame you old man, you can get nothing when you sleep, and blindly inject any strength in it, causing the emperor's beard to be almost in trouble!"

Seeing the three emperors yelling at each other, Jian Wushuang was big again, which seemed to have become a fixed way of playing for the three.

"Shut up, Hugh wants to fall in front of Xiaoyou." The old man with heavy pupils coughed and then smiled forward. "Xiaoyou called me three to appear, but what trouble did you encounter?"

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate. When even arching his hands, he told all the emperors what happened before him.

After a few words, the three emperors turned their heads and looked around for four weeks.

"That is to say, we are in that guy's belly now?"

"This guy's realm is pretty good, and it's almost a step away from that step." The old man with heavy pupils asked.

The old Weiyi snorted, "You can't get anything on the countertop by crooking the evil way, so even if he continues to practice, he can never become a king."

"Last nonsense, after this succession, how many people can be as good as us, able to get good luck, and ascended to the throne to create a heavenly court, accepting the arrogance of the heavens?" The tall and thin old man said with pride.

Surprisingly, this time the other two emperors did not refute, all agreed.

"..."

"Three predecessors, can there be a way to hit this guy hard?" Jian Wushuang is another archer.

The three emperors heard the words, and after seeing them right and left, the tall, thin old man smiled triumphantly, "What's the difficulty? This old kid has reached his peak, but he hasn't been able to take that step. There is a crack in his mind, as long as we find it, everything will not break through. "

Jian Wushuang nodded, then stepped forward.

And the three old men in the damaged imperial clothing all lie on him and act as a guide.

Moving forward in the dark, with the luck of the three emperors, the vitality in the body has not dissipated, and there are signs of recovery.

Away from the layers of fog, countless monks whose unconscious souls floated in this strange space.

"It's really stinky generation, I'm sure that the evil spirit of this old boy was definitely learned from Zhen Wuyang." The tall, thin old man waved his hands in disgust, and at the same time, an Emperor Hui wrapped around Jian Wushuang's body. "Mo Yao is contaminated with these causes and effects."

The other two emperors nodded affirmatively, waved their hands and started to disperse the real souls that were coming up close together.

After completely dispelling these true souls, Jian Wushuang counted more than 90,000 steps in his heart, and then he reached the place where the wind blew loudly.

There was a raging wind, but for him, it didn't matter.

The three emperors jumped from behind Jian Wushuang and stood at the forefront.

"This should be the weakest point of the old kid. Old Suhe should be yours this time." The tall, thin old man said squintingly.

"When did this emperor make no effort?" The old man with heavy pupils pouted, and while speaking, his palm flicked forward.

Immediately, an extremely complex palm line, carrying Di Hui, bombarded the weakest point.

The grotesque world of this side suddenly trembles, and there is a wailing roar that does not know where it came from.

Cracks radiating golden awns began to appear.

The tall and thin old man and the Weiyi old man also started to move at the same time, each raising their palms and waving, two magnificent and full of emperor-hui palm lines, Qiqizhen forward.

Combined with the power of the emperor, without God's brilliance, it would easily break through this strange world.

Although it had been expected for a long time, Jian Wushuang was taken aback by being so relaxed and freehand. The uncontrollable atmosphere of UU reading www.uukanshu.com appeared when the three emperors swayed the emperor pattern.

At the same time, he also relieved himself secretly, if he was in Wanmutian, he had killed one of the emperor's real shadows, regardless of whether he would leave Wanmutian alive.

The kind of incomparable hegemony, even if it is only for the real shadow of the emperor, is also trembling.

At the same time, the bald-headed Luohan, who was sitting on his shoulders with eight arms glaring and absorbed Wu sit, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his belly.

With the belly button as the center, a series of gold streaks spread, and almost all of his stomach was covered in an instant.

In the next moment, it bursts directly!

With hundreds of millions of strands of Huamang glowing out, the light reflected the entire whirling sky.

"No!" The bald-headed Luohan made a difficult voice. He wanted to escape from all odds, but his entire **** body had long been shattered, leaving only an ugly head.

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