Peerless Martial God 2

It’s snow, everyone, including Lin Feng, just heard such a name, but no one has ever seen the first beauty of the **** Lu, but only knows that the original snow has won the fifth place in the gods, except Nothing, there is no more information.

So when the old man of the shrine announced that the game would be played by Sima Yan and the Snow, it quickly attracted the attention of countless people. As for the absurdity of the wild girl and the dream, it soon made people forget.

Lin Feng stood in the field, he saw Sima Yan, or the dress, the white robes were draped over the body, the waist was tied with a blue jade belt, the hair was up, and the face was clear.

Sima Yan saw Lin Feng, a slight smile was a greeting, Lin Feng also nodded, it is a tribute, Yan Di said, Sima Yan's identity is a mystery, no one knows who this is, but in short, whether it is three The Great Holy Religion is still a shrine, and they are very jealous of Sima Yan.

"Snow is coming."

At this time, I don’t know who knows it. In an instant, it attracts everyone’s attention. With a white light from the mighty mountains, a white sedan comes out of the white light, and the sedan chair stands around. A woman with four white skirts fluttering.

These four women look like a beautiful first-class beauty, and the breath is cold, giving people the feeling of being like a fairy. Not only the four women’s cultivation is even more than the four emperors, that is to say these four Women are all four women.

The white sedan quickly fell into the field. After the four women looked around the crowd, they regained their gaze, half-squatting and opening the curtain of the sedan chair. Countless men all sneaked into the sedan chair, but nothing could be seen.

Lin Feng also looked at the sedan chair from the perspective. From there, he walked slowly out of a white woman dressed in noble and glamorous. The woman wore a silver jade, and the black and dark black hair hangs down the cheek naturally until it reaches the front. Above the twin peaks, the woman wore a pair of light blue jade shoes and stepped on the ground to point out a blue light.

When the snow came out step by step from the sedan chair, and the curtain could not cover her beautiful face, she shocked countless people, but let Lin Feng feel like she was shocked by the thunder and squatted on the spot.

Snowy? Still Iraqi tears?

It’s not just Lin Feng’s presence on the spot. Tang’s faint and Lin’s people are all staring at the snow in front of them. The breath is the temperament of the goddess of ice and snow, but her looks...

The tears of the Iraqis are the tears of the Iraqis. There is nothing wrong with it. The glory of Tang is not wrong. The snow in front of us is not someone else. It is the tears of the Iraqi people. At least it is not so close to the tears of the Iraqis. It is so beautiful.

Suan snow seems to have someone watching her, it is a flash of light in the beauty, looking at Lin Feng with a pink lip, seeing Lin Feng, a faint smile, like a cherry flower, a soft smile, instantly melted Thousands of men's heart.

Suan snow walked outside the sedan chair, walked to the center of the court, stood opposite Simayan, and said that it was a very lady. The whole person is a typical goddess of ice and snow, without a trace of pretense, as if these noble and elegant movements are natural. Health, not the day after tomorrow.

I don't know Lin Feng. Lin Feng can't see a little familiarity from the eyes of 嫣然雪, and can't see the slightest horror in the eyes of the snow, even if there is no subtle change, that is to say, the looks are exactly the same as the tears of the Iraqi people. There is nothing special about myself.

Is it not Iraqi tears? Lin Feng was puzzled. At the beginning, she and the Iraqi tears met for the last time. Although they had mutual affection, the final negotiation was not happy. The Iraqi tears could not accept Lin Feng’s life and could not be integrated into Lin Feng’s side, so one chose to leave. .

Such a thing, not seen in a hundred years, now sees the same woman who looks like the tears of the Iraqis, it is snow, but the latter is not the former.

The battle between Suan Xue and Sima Yan is about to start. Everyone is allowed to open the road and give the venue to two people.

Sima Yan sighed, there is such a beautiful woman on the land of God, afraid that even Lin Feng’s woman’s dreams and wild women are just like this?

Sima Yan thought that if this snow would be a fairy mate with herself, it would be a great thing in life. Sima Yan thought about it and thought about it.

The clear and clear eyes of the snow are only a look at Sima Yan, I have already read the heart of Sima Yan, he wants to combine with himself, form a fairy companion, double-flying?

On the face of the snow, for the first time, a slight anger was revealed, and the corner of the mouth was slightly touched. The breath was cold, and the white long dress fluttered, and the vitality flowed on the full body.

"Girl, I will keep my hand." Sima Yan held the fan and smiled at the snow with a smile on her face.

Suddenly, the corner of the snow mouth has a slight curvature, and the plain drink: "That is not necessary, please."

Please don't fall, the snow has disappeared in the same place, Sima Yan's eyes are condensed, the dark road is not good, the light looks at the beauty of the snow, even under the enemy, Sima Yan does not dare to slow down half a step, step by step, The whole person jumped into the sky.

However, he just appeared in the sky, and the snowy figure of the snow fell on the shoulders of Sima Yan. Two light blue jade shoes stepped on the shoulders of Sima Yan. Sima Yan’s face was red and he held a fist. Going out, screaming at the snow, the tip of the toes is a little lighter, the whole person is like a snowflake, disappearing in front of Sima Yan.

Sima Yan’s face was dignified. He saw a slight sign from the pace of the snow. This is actually the power of the road?

Lin Feng and Sima Yan also raised their brows. She tasted a gust of scent from the body of the snow, which is different from the path that was cultivated on the land of God. This turned out to be the power of the road.

Isn’t the snow like a person from China, but from a country of God? Lin Feng feels more and more strange.

However, at this moment, the battle between the two men has begun to heat up. Sima Yan is not a good deal. It was because of the young and beautiful appearance of the stunned snow. Sima Yan, who is now fully committed, is terrible. The singularity of the body can not win.

The two began a frontal attack, a man with a strong breath, a woman who seemed to be weak and weak, but the match was rich.

When the snow was shot, the snow of the sky condensed into a handprint of ice and snow, and the speed was very fast. It was shot at the chest of Sima Yan. Sima Yan also dispatched one of his killings, pointing out the **** and drawing out in the middle of the air. Two heavens.

This ice and snow palm print was played on two scorpio scorpions. The first scorpio was broken instantly, but this palm print was printed on the second scorpio. The speed was slower. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Simayan took the initiative and punched it. Go straight to the belly of the snow.

This time, Sima Yan knows that Snow is not a simple character. If you don't go all out, I am afraid that the ship will be overturned in the gutter. Sima Yan must go all out. If the champion compares with the woman, he still chooses the champion because The more he can do, the more he can do.

Sima Yan’s punch was stopped by the snow, and the snow was taken with a palm, like a sharp ice knife, puncture the skin of Sima Yan, Sima Yan retreat, slammed the snow step by step, hands supporting the ground, feet Above the ice and snow gods have a million pounds, directly on the chest of Sima Yan.

Sima Yan snorted, the whole person stepped back a few steps, and suddenly the snow stood up, the palms came quietly, Sima Yan was shocked, and quickly dispatched Tiangong, hundreds of gods appeared in front of Sima Yan, turned into a hundred The sharp knife ran down the shackles of the snow.

The snow is dignified, the hands are knotted 10, and the two ice axes with a hundred feet are smashing the hundreds of sharp knives. Sima Yan’s face changes greatly, the body falls backwards, and a slamming sound, Sima Yan’s hair The crown was directly cut off by the two ice fronts.

Sima Yan’s head and long hair were all scattered. Sima Yan became an abnormal wolverine. Countless people were shocked and couldn’t speak. Is Sima Yan so defeated? Is it really so powerful?

Sima Yan clenched her fists~www.readwn.com~ The face was furious and she was full of anger. He was completely angry. It was a shameful disgrace to be made by a woman from a district.

"You irritated me!" Sima Yan screamed, his eyes looked like a snake, and he looked at the snow. Now he can ignore the girl or the weak girl.

What he wants is to hit the champion's seat, no one can stop himself.

The snow is calm, as if there is no intimidation that can affect her. When I hear Sima Yan’s roar, it’s just a faint flutter, which means it doesn’t matter.

[This Saturday will be able to complete the update of the flower list. From the next Monday, the update will resume normal. Brothers should not worry, the update will take place slowly, and the novel will slowly look. Some brothers think that I am opportunistic and do not compensate for flowers. Update, isn't it necessary to update every day, so that isn't it the normal update? What I want to say is that if I don't compensate for the flowers, this Monday to Thursday can only be two, is it according to the normal update, or is it more comfortable according to the compensation? Brothers should be able to understand that from Monday to Monday, they will be implemented Monday through Wednesday, update three chapters, update two chapters on Thursday, and break out of the four standards from Friday to Sunday. I hope the brothers can be satisfied, thank you.

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