Sword Master of All Dao

If you look at it carefully, on the wider back of this giant, a slightly tender and thin figure, is full of exciting look at everything happening on the sky.

More than 20 new faces of the new face showed the potential of the heaven, and the derivatives in the son are covered with dumplings.

"The son is coming!" At this moment, the little monarch and the son feathers, the son is correct, and the same name is shouting.

The person who has had two sides before, and it is the only seven emperor who has a good sense of Xiao Jun.

"Big Brother, your mount is true to pull the wind, I still take the fairy and take the mount!" The end sat in the strange back.

Xiaoyu's brows, obviously did not think that the master will cross a foot at this time.

The masculinity is too amazed to see him, then Shen Sheng, "What are you doing here, do you want to compete for fairy peach?"

"Sanshan, you can don't misunderstand, I haven't much thinking about the gong," The son stunned the head, and then packed her eyebrows. "I am purely to help my brother, you have done too much from the second brother. "

Gong Yu heard the words, smiled, "Are you looking for death? Even if you add you, you can change the result?"

"If you don't change it, don't you say it, but will you try it?" The son said that he stretched a lazy waist in the back of the strange.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will solve you right away!" The son Yu smiled and took the lead in launching the offensive.

And the son is in the shape, and a strange head is fled.

Almost at the same time, the Danan with a camp in the same camp has also dispatched, and the mixed war is together.

The sword is unparalleled, only the body is suddenly light, and there is no urgent sense of hard resistance.

Nearly fifty demonstrators, the different martyrdoms are magnificent.

The sword is unparalleled to see the gongmian feathers who are engaged in the monsters.

"Be careful." It seems that the little monarch reminds him.

He nodded, palms were tapped on the Hulo Sword Holder, and the body has quietly disappeared.

It is full of gods, which is about to force the son to temporarily, a strong sense of crisis, so that the gongyu is almost a head of the next consciousness.

" ..."

However, everything is still late, the knife body is half-inch, almost dangerously got his entire head.

The gongyu rapid retransmond, and released the self-protection of the delay.

Looking at the mysterious youth dressed in black ride, the gongyu only felt that the wounds between the neck were painted into the bone marrow.

The wrist is shocked, and the blood on the gods of Ta Luo, the sword is not passionately looking at him.

Waving the wounds between the neck and the neck of the neck, the madness of the gongye disappears, and the opposition to the opposition.

It is possible to approach him unconsciously, and another sword is almost dagger, such a terrible strength, let the son are not cold.

There is no extra settles, the sword is unparalleled, the sword is pressed, and the broken Ta Luo Shenjun is full of great potential.

A sword was chopped, and it was easily destroyed.

He is awkward, and it is resistant to the resisted.

Although the sword is broken, the sword is still in, and every sword has a great potential, and the moon who is forced to be flustered.

Each sword is on the water, and it is greatly opened to make the son feathers are difficult to use the corresponding delay.

Although there is only one sword every time, it has differentiated thousands of swords, and he is so angry.

And the sword is unparalleled is an blacksmith, and the gongyu is a ferrochem, and it is constantly hammered. In this hammering process, every sword is even more condensed.

The son is insured, and under this confrontation, he is still treated as a sharpening stone? !

The shame is in the heart, he is preparing to release the fairy in everything, and there is no double like a bug.

But very quickly, the discovery of the son feathers, with the state of him, could not evoke the fairy at all ...

A sword that is strong and sinking, directly from the son's plowed a shocking wound, the blood sprayed.

This sword, there is a two paragraphs from the middle.

Gong Yu felt horrified, he found this youth of this cold as the dead, far more than imagined.

If the little monarch brought him, it was shocked and unexpected. The sword under the eyes was unparalleled, which is the representative of Icy and death.

When he realized that when he was terrible to life and death, everything was too late.

There is no extra nonsense, and the sword is unparalleled and hitting the broken god sword, as if he is guilty and trial, and finally a sword.

But the next moment, the abnormal changes.

A light red scroll is quietly swept, and a beam is directly in the heart of the sword.

The warmth of the blood sprayed the gammon.

The sword is unparalleled, and the sword will eventually fails.

The Toyo Shenjian slipped from the hand and fell into the abyss.

He also dissembled, like a deciduous, and he fell from the cloud.

"The sword is unparalleled!" Xiaofei was shocked, almost simultaneously wanted to pull him.

But with the palate, the red-red wall barrier is blocked.

The son came out in the son, and smiled and smiled. "It's really embarrassed, I causing such consequences, I am afraid he can't do it."

The eyes of Xiaonun were turned by Senjing to anger. "The son is correct, you must die in my hand."

"Yes? But in order to prevent this result, I will make you out of this big brother before this." The son was considering only the tone that their two can hear.

There is no warm big day, and the black and white colors will be silent in the white color.

This is a fairy that belongs to Xiaofu, I don't know why, I'm a secret.

The son is also started to be fanatics, the most exclusive, like the abyss, and it has revealed his strength at this moment.

It's like turbidity, not known, and suppresss the breath of the extreme, such as silk, like a fog.

"Although you can't kill you in the sky, you can add a good choice to add a touch of your weak body."

......

"I am really painful ..."

Feeling the flow of the flowing stream, the sword that has lost awareness is unparalleled.

At this moment, half of the body is soaked in the stream, and the black shirt on the body is broken.

He barely supported his body, and hewired.

The originally broken chest is rapidly increasing, and the delay and vitality of the lapse are also quickly recovered.

All of this is naturally due to the sword unparalleled super-perfect life form.

As he broke the past, achieving the land of the Deman, the ultra-perfect life form did not disappear with the past, but instead entered this Damuo.