Man Huang Feng Bao

Roar! A roar suddenly sounded.

A good old devil, the body moments of shaking at the crucial moment, it is hard to go through the gap between the two swords of the big brothers of the Leimen, and the heel is just behind the circle. There is no violation.

Can't win this way?

The powerful disciples of the thundering giants were greatly hurt by the body shape, and several other Leimen disciples were pale.

The old devil head is very powerful from the island, and they are still outside their expectations. They can't win the left and right bows. How can this battle be played?

"Stupid, how do you teach the Master, don't even know the sword?"

The old voice sounded again, and the voice said: "The left hand hits the Thunder Gate and starts to attack his throat. The right hand smashes the sword and points to the sword to stab his lower abdomen. Listen clearly, and read the thunder heart with me. The thought is a sword, stabbing him!"

A mysterious mouth suddenly appeared in the minds of the big disciples of the Leimen, the old voice sounded, and the big disciples of the Leimenmen subconsciously followed them, and made a single action that they could not think of. In my heart, I also imagine that I am a sword. When I am eager to read the words of the heart, I will spurt my life.

The world suddenly stopped quietly, followed by a sudden thunderous thunder.

The old devil head changed from the island to the face of the scattered person. First, he sideways escaped the **** sword of the famous disciple of the Leimen, then raised the faucet cane in his hand and slammed the long sword that roared. Although rushed to fight, but the strength is still showing, but the real test is coming. The heart-sword that the great disciple of Ben Raymond spurted had already arrived in front of him, with the thunder of the thunder.

There are three realms in the sword of the thunder. The first realm is a powerful sword. The sword wins. The more powerful the sword is, the more fierce the attack is. The second realm is to raise the sword and win the sword. There are swords, picking leaves and flying flowers are all lore. In the whole Ben Leimen, there are few and few that can be cultivated into this realm; the third realm is the legendary sword, with the idea as an attack, the legend has practiced After the completion, you can kill thousands of miles away. Xuan and Xuan, no one is enlightened by the entire Ben Raymond, only when it is a legend.

The same is true of the big disciples of Ben Raymond. In the younger generation, the entry time is the longest and the highest, but the second realm is not deep, and the third realm is regarded as a legend. However, under the guidance of the old voice, he not only opened the bow to the sword, but also sent out the legendary sword. Everything was made subconsciously in an instant, even his own incredible.

In the world, if there is something faster than light, it is an idea.

A powerful master, a murderous move, can be sensed thousands of miles away. In the three realms of the Ben Leijian, the heart sword is the fastest and the most fierce.

The old devil's body is far enough to get away from the island. However, after avoiding the two-handed attack of the big brother of the Thunder Gate, facing the attack of the sword, there is no time to dodge. I couldn’t think too much about it for a while, and subconsciously stepped back half a step. The terrible heart sword screamed through the earlobe, and the earlobe oozes a few drops of blood, and the spirit in my mind swayed. Just screaming for luck, looking down, the old devil's face from the island's scattered people suddenly sank.

In order to avoid the terrible sword, he has already stepped out of a small circle with a radius of less than one meter. According to his own promise, he has lost!

“Island away from the island, let me go!”

The ecstasy of the big brother of Ben Raymond, actually forced the old devil out of the circle, which even his own is incredible, subconsciously turned to look at the direction of the old voice. It is a pity that nothing can be seen in the fog.

"Is the predecessor of Ben Raymen here? Since it is here, don't you meet and meet?"

The old devil looked away from the island and looked at a few young disciples from the Leimen. He looked coldly at the left side, and his eyes were red and murderous.

In this battle, he lost!

Toda only keeps on attacking. He only uses one hand and does not say it. He also draws a small circle and cannot cross out. I wanted to show off the cat and catch the mouse. As a result, I played myself dead!

The old devil head is out of the island, and the more he wants to be, the more unhappy he is. The battle is too embarrassing to be too uncomfortable. All of this is caused by the master who is lurking in the fog. It is inferred from the sound that it should be an old man. According to his guidance to the big disciples of Ben Raymond, it is obviously the master of the predecessors of the Thunder Gate. Maybe it happened to be a hit, maybe it was hidden in the dark to protect a few disciples under the door.

The fog was filled, and there was no quiet response. It seemed that the old man who was lurking in the fog had already left.

The old devil's face from the island is even more ugly, and the heart is angry and can't wait to open the killing ring. However, if you think about the mysterious master, you can't act rashly. A few of the Leimen disciples did not dare to move, worried that they would completely anger the old devils from the island, and feared to rest together.

"Lan sister, you said..., is it the master?"

"It shouldn't be. My father once said that he wouldn't have a sword. The heart of the rushing swords passed down from generation to generation is missing a crucial paragraph."

"Who is the one who reminded the master?"

"I don't know, maybe... maybe it's the legend too..."

......

Several Ben Raymond disciples whispered, and the old devil was guessing the identity of the mysterious master, and they were the same. I only know that mysterious masters are proficient in the swords and the thundering gates, but in the end, no one can be sure.

The old devil head erected his ears from the island and heard a few words from the disciples of the Leimen. He felt a move in his heart and said to the thick fog: "Is the predecessor the legendary elders of the Thundermen? Since I am coming, I am not willing to show up in front of me?"

The old devil head is self-sustaining and self-sustaining, and even the head of the Leimen Gate is not in the eye. What really makes him scruple is the legendary elders of Leimen. Legend has it that it was cultivated to the semi-sacred realm thousands of years ago, and it is now possible that it has already entered the saintly world. For such a character, no matter whether the legend is true or not, no one dares to make it easy.

In the fog, quietly, still no response, and even no sense of power fluctuations and life, it seems that people have long gone.

"Predecessors, no longer show up, don't blame me for being rude to these few Leimen disciples."

The island was murderous and violent, and suddenly turned his head and swept a few Leimen disciples.

The battle was too sorrowful, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he was. The name of Ben Leizi didn’t dare to act rashly, but he was not willing to turn around and leave.

"Old devil, what do you want? Want to go back?"

The big brother of Ben Raymond was pale and tough, but his face was obviously uneasy. Behind him, several younger brothers and sisters are more suitable to squeeze together in horror.

Just now, the old devil was shackled and he won him. If the devil madness screamed, he was afraid that no one could escape his palm.