Realms In The Firmament

At this time, a number of weapons flashed and stunned. August 1st Chinese website? W?W?W. 81ZW. COM

The old man sighed and sighed. Dan Tian had already been empty, and his hands and feet were weak. Even the sabre that accompanied him for a lifetime could not be grasped. For a time, he couldn’t help but be mad...

"But it!"

"The leaves of the heavens, the seven golden lotuses, when the seven golden lotuses really started from the leaves of the sky, only after the lotus leaves followed. Now, the seven lotus people will return everything to you, after today, No more lotus leaves!!"

The old man laughed happily, and the big knife fell off his hand and closed his eyes.

However, when this death came, I only heard -

"Sure enough, all the smoke is smoldering, the group of devils dance, and the little work!" A cold voice came from far away, and then, a white shadow, like a white gap, lightning, the "call" suddenly came to the front of the old man.

The movements of people come, it doesn't look very fast at first glance.

When he spoke out, he clearly walked slowly outside the Baizhang, in a leisurely situation, but when the voice fell, it clearly maintained the original degree, but it has already reached the sword of death.

In front of the old man.

One hand is lifted in a very slow or very calm manner, moving outwards.

Four or five swords and weapons were falling on his hands at the same time. At this time, the killings were completed, and they would not be stopped because of the attack on the eyes. Therefore, many attacks attacked the hand that blocked the weapon between the soldier and the father. on.

The hand was slender and slender. At first glance, it was not like the palm of a practicing family. But this palm was almost simultaneously subjected to a number of weapons attacks that focused on spiritual power, but even a little scar did not appear. Instead, all the fallen swords and weapons fell in full, and even two swords slammed into two.

It’s like a sword made of wood, smashed on steel!

His hand is even harder than steel, several times and ten times!

All the offensive people had a blank face and looked up.

I saw the hand of the coming man again and again in the air, the broken sword in the air, the broken blade on the ground, and many broken weapons, all flew up, and when the hand was raised again, a series of screams suddenly sounded around. sound.

When the person was once again straight, the old man had already gone to his back, and he took three steps in succession, and his hands were free to sway and shine.

More than a dozen people were lying down, and each person had a blood hole in his throat.

The next moment, the whole person still maintains the kind of leisurely but extremely diligent frequency. He came to the front of Qin’s father, shakes his hand and flies a big knife that is falling from the head, and smashes the blood in the master of the big knife. In the moment, the one-speaking and sly opening said: "Qin Lao, I am sorry, Ye is coming late."

At the next moment, the light flashed, and a sword appeared on his side. The famous front was suspended in the void. For example, it was controlled by the invisible hand. Along the circumference of the body, the path was swept away, and countless screams. Then it sounded, and the man’s hand was already on the arm of Qin’s father.

The eyes of Qin’s father are still red-hot: “Kill! Kill me! The old man is still here today, and he will kill these bastards. The old man is not good, when Laozi is a soft-footed shrimp.”

Apparently, the wisdom of Qin’s father has been lost, and whoever he can’t recognize is.

Ye Xiao sighed, and the empty hand clicked on Qin’s father to close his blood and slow down the blood loss of Qin Lao. This is a faint saying: “Kill, it must be killed, but not today.”

"They killed them today, they are too cheap!"

When you say it, you will go out.

On the other hand, the people belonging to the monarch's pavilion also flashed in all directions. The team of the team was not chaotic. Under the leadership of the various church owners, they charged the thousands of people of Ye Jiajun.

Among them, they met with each other in a step-by-step manner, dreaming of Xinjiang and others, and they took the lead in killing people in the crowd.

Red fire did not participate in the war. After all, with his status and strength, if he participated in this battle, he couldn’t even use the knife to kill the chicken. It’s too shameful. He only did something similar to Ye Xiao, and the whole person suddenly left and right. Come and go, put all the other fathers under their own protection, then stand still, no longer shot, of course, occasionally those who do not open their eyes, whether it is to the red fire himself, or to protect him seven Old shots, all are served by the red fire! .

Ye Yunduan’s icy scorpion flashed an unprecedented panic, and his lips almost bitten and bleed. The boundless hatred makes him almost irrational at this moment.

Looking at the man in the monarch's house, Ye Yunduan understood that today's business is obviously impossible to complete.

In his original budget, it was a foregone conclusion that everyone was willing to retreat. Even if the seven old people are willing to retreat, it will be difficult to follow up. As long as the real cloud boy appears, he will completely finish himself. I hope a lucky one!

And this luck can be divided into three steps. The first step is to kill the seven old people. As far as the current situation is concerned, the seven old people only bring a few guards. It is necessary to go to the private meeting Ye Xiao, I believe that even the Qilian family The Chinese, no one knows, as long as the seven olds are all killed, Ye Yunduan has the confidence to blame the death of the seven old to Ye Xiao and even the entire monarch. After all, the seven old are really invited to be the monarch The burial of the pavilion is completely plausible.

Even Ye Yunduan can make up the bridge section of the dog blood, Guan Lao and other seven old thoughts and old feelings. Although he was ordered by himself, he still insisted on trying to persuade Ye Xiao to return to Ye Jiajun, and Ye Xiao was so mad that he saw seven old people. To help him again, he was murderous and killed, and he was killed by the seven old men.

If the seven old men are all dead, then it is not for their own sake. If the follow-up exhibition is going smoothly, the seven-legged ancestor will inevitably launch a devastating blow against the monarchy, or he will be unable to deal with the monarchy. However, with the Qilian family as the vanguard and the Qilian ancestor as the strong help, it is not difficult to kill the monarchy. If you show your strength, or even suffer a heavy injury, you will be able to win the Qilian. The good old ancestors!

If you can win the Qilian family for real help, even if Ye Jia comes over there, and wants to pursue the real cloud son, there is room for change. With the collapse of the monarchy, how can the cloud son survive? Compared to a dead person and mastering Ye Jiajun and the Qilian family, I believe that the family will understand how to choose!

At that time, I was Ye Yunduan, the real and only cloud son, the person standing in the clouds!

Of course, the above is the private reverie of Ye Yunduan. If there is similarity, it is purely coincidental... There may be a coincidence!

But now, all the wishful thinking has been turned into a mirror.