Sword Master of All Dao

Braided by the warm jade, the ancient scenery of the ancient palace was smashed out of a dozen caves, which appeared funny and ridiculous.

More than a dozen elderly Dano became a rolling gourd. They didn't even have a delay, and they were like a pair of dogs, and the four-legged lying in the hall.

Dead, no sound.

Nearly a thousand disciples in front of the Monastery of Monaste, they all took this scene and completely stupid.

Their Germany is highly, and the strength of the strength is unspeakable. It was actually drawn a gourd?

The ancient pavilion took the tongue, and even tried to blink, I want to see it. It is not an illusion.

This is too unimaginable, just a slap, just fly a dozen Deman, look at it, in addition to Dadi, I am afraid that even the big Damai can't do it!

But now, this scene has happened.

"Agrons, find dead !!"

The explosion is resounding, heading with the elderly people, the 13th, all the old people rushed out of the main hall, and she hired to sword unparalleled.

At this moment, the time seems to be stagnant, every monk disciple present, every Demanic look seems to be slow.

Only the sword is unparalleled, the action is still, and he steps step by step and picks up.

Looking at the elders who came from all directions, he was interested in lack of lack.

But he still lifted his hand and casually.

The sword is full!

" -"

A clear torn sound passed into the ear of every monk present.

Then the thirteen elders suddenly sprungly, and fly again.

With their falling ground, the colorful gods sprinkled, and formed a blood road.

Thirteen elders, thirteen Deman, have been abolished at that moment.

God blood flows out from their broken arms, dyed red grains.

Their eyes were only afraid, and they kept retreating the broken arm.

The sword of the body is unparalleled, still did not contaminate a self-contaminated blood stain, step forward, pick up.

"Let you give you the last chance, is it unknown to die, or let you come out?"

The sword is unparalleled, there is no wave.

The head of the head of the head is holding the arm, pale, "Little generation, you know if this is the enemy of the whole?"

"What is it?" He picked up.

"Chen Qing, sword!"

"Come!" On top of the square, Chen Qing laughed, directly pulled out the lumbar sword, throwing the sword.

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The true sword is clear, break the cloud, straight.

It seems to be a look at his intentions, the old man is shameful, and the voice is lost, "it is not ah!"

But everything is already too late.

The sword is unparalleled to sword, and the most exciting great potential has been burst.

At this moment, it seems that thousands of holes are broken, and the rally of sodia is flowing.

All monks, Di Dynamic can't look straight.

A sword is obliquely, standing in this day, there are countless temples, and the sound is broken.

Carved beams and painting, changed to the broken wall, and the pavilion cabinet is broken into powder.

The circulated order is collapsed, and it is not repeated.

A sword, destroy!

The flow of sunset is sprinkled, and all disciples on the upper disciples open their eyes, then they are pale.

The pavilion chart has changed, and everything is not repeated.

Chen Qing was excited with boxing, and he went to the sword without double behind Spring and Autumn.

The ancient pavilion was completely shocked, and the chest was dramatically fluctuated.

This scene is too shocking, and the foundation of the uniform is actually turned into a dust.

He has a strong intuition, the average of today, dangerous!

Before the broken hall, the sword was unparalleled with the sword to Chen Qing, and he didn't look at all of the people who had already died, and traveled into the ruins.

His purpose is to find Cui Jing, Wei Zijia and Fengshan, no one can stop.

Soon, the sword is unparalleled, no longer travel.

Because there is a thin and slim shape, stop his way forward.

"You can't go forward again." The thin body shape said that the voice and hoarse are firm.

"Of course, I will come back, I will come back, I will no longer be remembered." The sword is unparalleled. "

I didn't expect that the shape of the body shook his head. "It's impossible, Shang Zong Tian Temple is damaged by you, enough to offset the life of the three Deman."

The sword is unparalleled and cold. "It seems that you are not going to hand over?"

"Please also ask you, otherwise the consequence is not you can bear." The body continued.

"Chen Qing, Chunqiu, started." The sword didn't have a double cold voice.

Chen Qingchun autumn sound, no hesitation, directly kill forward.

And that does not have a mountain dew, mysteriously, the body shape is also moving, and his body shape is very interactive, like ghost, it will respond.

Double boxing is like a torrent of four palms, and the horrible delay is as much as a torrent.

"!!"

Like ancient sound, roaring through the vitality, the force can be emptied.

Under Chen Qing and Chunqiu's impact, the shape is hard to be born, and I have never retired one step.

Then he shook his arms, and flew the Chen Qing and the spring and autumn shock.

"Looking for death!" Chen Qingzhen drunk, a punch, the boxing broke, and the sky was turned.

And Spring and Autumn have also been doing, and a handwriting is a short sword of the purple ripple, exploring from his sleeves, joining the front.

This is the full blow of two peaks.

The shape is shaped in the original place, does not flash, and chooses the hard anti.

"Boom ..."

The broken wall was broken into a powder, and all the disciples arrived on the scene were collapsed.

The body shape, retreat, and deep into a short sword in his heart, the blood is bloody, sprinkled.

"Walking." The sword didn't have a double sink, and it was necessary to travel.

"You, can't go!" Hey, open his arms, trying to block.

The sword is unparalleled, and he reaches out the trays and matches him, and then goes to the depths of the broken wall.

The whole hall is all in the event, and even the plane is completely disturbing, a place to live a scene.

A sword destroys the eventous hall, and the sword has not rushed to kill, but it will follow the situation if there is no breath, go to the palace.

"Do you want this?"

One low, if there is no sound, from the ruins, with some kind of tempting breath.

The sword is unparalleled, and it is indifferent to look at the front.

After the bit stream, the entire space is oscillating, and then a foggy gray delay appears, and then gathered into a black robe.

This black robes have been slender and unborn, and a face is like an extremely quirky.

"I am inadvertently destroying you, just come back to my friend." The sword said unparalleled, "let them return, I will return it."

The ruins have a long wind, let everything goes.