Peerless War God in City

Haotian slowly battle force, hands micro grip, a burst of force, in the palm of the palm.

He laughed at the corners of his mouth.

Hands up... Coat flying.

The clothes on Haotian's upper body were untied in a sad way.

He gently swung, clothes, in the air out of a loud arc, stable fall on the sofa.

Then.

Haotian's skin, white as snow and tender as frost, was exposed in the air.

After ten years of war, Haotian's skin is as white as light, even many women are... Self pity.

However, on top of these skin.

However, it is engraved, scenes of shocking, mind shaking things.

Haotian's upper body is almost covered with scars.

Everywhere, ferocious!

But when he took off his clothes.

These scars, like spider webs, one after another, stretch on Haotian's white skin.

It's full of devastation. It's terrible.

However, Haotian didn't care.

Even, very proud.

These injuries are the glory of Jun people and their medals.

Their soldiers in the northern border range from general to ordinary soldiers.

There will always be one or two scars on your body.

However, like Haotian, the whole body is full of scars, and the terror stretches for thousands of miles, but none of them.

It can be seen from this that Haotian can achieve peerless supremacy and enjoy supreme glory.

It is hard for ordinary people to believe the hard work behind it.

Haotian, like an old pine, is naked and stands on the balcony.

His eyes were indifferent, as if he were overlooking everything.

The night was in the sky.

Stars and bright moon.

A moment later.

Haotian opens his eyes like a dragon rising into the abyss.

He grabs with his right hand.

Suddenly.

The wind is surging.

Thunder and lightning.

A blood red sword appeared from the void and was held tightly by Haotian!

"Hoo!"

The Blood Sword cuts through the sky and shakes the sky.

Haotian holds a sword in his right hand. On the balcony, he is as fierce as thunder and lightning.

Holding the sword in hand, the sky is moving like clouds and the water is surging.

Suddenly, the magic sword was in the air, the light and shadow of the sword flickered.

This moment.

Yu Jin is cleaning up at the table.

Suddenly.

He slowly put down everything in his hands.

Face color, became shocked.

He stood up, eyes wrong Leng startled, some incredible looking at the balcony, that proud figure.

At the moment, he is holding the sword, looking directly at the sky, the blade is roaring, and he is dancing arrogantly.

Blood blade!

Now, I'm dancing a sword.

And also called out the blood blade!

Yu Jin knows that Haotian has a magic weapon, and it is with it that he can dominate Tianshan Mountain and be proud of millions of lions in the border ten countries.

This sword.

It is called blood blade.

This sword is a sharp weapon in the world.

The blade is three feet and seven inches, but it weighs a thousand jin.

Blowing hair and breaking hair can cut the sun, moon and stars with infinite power.

This is the first time that he saw Mr. Zhang dance sword, and the first time he saw blood blade.

The night was in the sky.

Haotian is a little broken.

The blade of the sword is woven, and the astrolabe is covered.

Look at this.

Yu Jin's heart trembled.

Look at the momentum of Mr. Zhang, he is more fierce than ever. Is it possible that Mr. Fei has made a breakthrough?!!

This idea has just flashed, Yu Ban's eyes suddenly become hot up, the eyes are full of worship and yearning.

Sir, another breakthrough!

Sir.

This is the supreme, invincible.

People like him, who have reached the peak, can hardly have the chance to break through again.

But now.

Haotian, it goes further.