My Script is a Supporting Role

When the chest is collapsed, the disciple is bumps, and the mouth is bleeding, but even the sound is not sent, it has been broken.

Mo Chen did not see him and didn't welcome the next one.

Squard, broken sword, shredded.

Kill!

His force control is quite accurate, when crushing the sternum, it has passed the opponent's heart.

And the long sword in these disciples, but the thorns do not speak his tough skin.

The sixth floor of the Golden Magic Power has already calcined his body.

Although he has not yet played with other stronger practitioners, at least, the weapons in the hands of the squadrons in the intersection have not been able to hurt him.

Mo Chen rushed into the crowd, the swords were broken, and the people who saw were all born.

"!"

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Another long-awaited disciple falls, and the body will soon put a place.

The rest of the people finally fell.

They finally understood.

This guy is not their own person, can resist.

The number of people, in front of this guy, do not have any advantages at all.

A disciple is pale, his legs are not trembling, and the cold sweat has been soaked.

Suddenly, this disciple lost his long sword in his hand, and ran away from the outside.

What do you have such a killing?

It is the king!

This action is like a plague. It is rapidly infected with the people around him. I immediately have a few disciples who are as discriminated by him, but also call the weapon.

However, there is no waiting for them to run a few steps, and the fierce swords have appeared suddenly, and they wore their bodies in an instant.

Their body also maintains the momentum of the front, but the whole body has been cut by the golden sword, and the land is planted on the ground, convulsions, and it is self-contained.

There are also a few disciples who have just taken the legs, see this scene, not to be embarrassed by God.

A leg is half-air, but I don't know if it is back.

Lee is standing behind the crowd, and the face is constantly changing.

Just rushed to that wave, he didn't move, now it seems that it is too ministry.

This boy has just turned on this wave, looking at his eyes, it is afraid that Longyang himself is not his opponent.

And this teenager does not know what quenching skills, the whole body is hard as steel, the weapon in the hands of the disciple, can't cause any injury to him.

Such a repair is that if he is hard to fight him, it is simply a self-found.

Even if you win, you also hurt one thousand, self-damage 800.

What's more, hard fight has not been able to have an enemy!

Li was holding a sword all his hand and gradually had a new plan.

Mo Chen's eyes, there is no emotional fluctuation, no urgentity, step by step, take forward.

At this time, there is no sharp action or speech, but every step seems to have a strong pressure, trampled on the heart of everyone.

Although these disciples still have a weapon in their hands, they looked at the body, but they have already born any courage to go forward.

But they didn't dare to escape like those people just happened, and I was afraid that I didn't know where the golden sword would have no signs to pierce my chest.

In such an atmosphere, every second is torture.

A fine snipe sounded in the air.

"Geger!"

That is under extreme fear, facial muscles are too nervous, twitching, driving the sound of the upper and lower teeth.

"Geger!"

Longyang Looking at the disciples under his door have been scared by the young people, one of the falsified people, and it is anger.

"This guy, it is really a bunch of waste!"

At this time, Li was rushing up from the crowd.

Long Yuyang Heart is slightly a peace, "or the deputy door is supported!"

Li was rushing to the crowd in two steps, and there was still a feet from Mo Chen. He lost his long sword in his hand.

"hero!"

"Forgive !!!"

Dragon's head is almost on the ground, and I am so angry.

This is ... this is the deputy door owner of Chang Yunmen? !

This soft egg is bucket, see the wind that

Run Go and kneeling with that boy?

Don't even have a deputy door?

What makes him angry is that other disciples saw that Li is all this, it is all like a mortal to the top, and the weapon is immediately lost.

A group of people fell to the ground, and the hands were volts, shouted: "Heroes! Forgive!"

Dust stopped, looked at these people in front of him, and finally showed a rider of smile.

"Longmen, Chang Yunmen people, really all are talent."

Long-Chongyang bite his teeth, and a disciple who kneel on the ground is on the ground, and I am angry: "Pick up the sword! On! Go up to kill him!"

Although those disciples still have a fear of Longyang, now, where there is a battle of the battle, one by one is rolling on the ground, and I can't afford it.

Long Yang's anger is more difficult to curb, and it will take a palm of the head of a disciple.

The disciple has not reacted, and the head is taken.

Blood mixed with the cerebrosphere, sprinkled.

The anger of Longyang's heart has not been discharged, hey, it is a few palms, and it has killed several disciples, and he called: "Give me !!!"

"Who can't dare, I will kill him !!!"

The rest of the disciples scared the leg feet, quickly picked up the sword on the ground, but looked at the young boy, I only felt that the strength of the body was like being taken away, and I didn't move.

Li was picker and picked up his long sword, slamming from the ground, brushing the sword pointed to the Dragon Chongyang, high yang: "Long Yang! You are dressed, do you have a multi-end, I have long been to I have been to you for a long time!"

Longzhong Yang slightly, smiled: "Li is all, you actually come to pour?"

"Dare to blame me? You don't score your urine!"

"Can you be a deputy door, is it a heart of the bodhisattva?"

During the heavy, Long Yanyu said: "Provincial province! You are not better than me!"

Li is a big drink, "less waste, how many lives you have hurt, the crime is villain, today, I will have a day!"

The long sword is awkward, the sword is sprayed, actually looking for the dragon's temptation.

"!"

A piece of golden sword tip was explored from Li in the whole chest.

Li looked at the chest in the full face, and it felt that the vitality in the body was quickly lost.

"hero……"

Mo Chen is laminated: "You are not suitable for the sky."

Li was all in the earth, and then fell to the ground, and the chest, the sword injury in the chest, blood continued to spread.

Lee feels that the whole body began to get colder and colder, and the sight is getting more and more blurred.

"why……"

This is his brain, the last thought.

Li is full of feelings that he has been behaved very well.

He only needs to be able to fight for a little trust in the teenager, it is enough.

As long as the teenager relaxes to him, he will suddenly have difficulty, and the teenager is under the sword.

At that time, Long Chongyang has been abolished, and he will become the strongest person in Changyun, sitting alone, all disciples, will listen to him.

Why is it fast!

But he didn't expect that this boy did not plan to give him any opportunity.