Sword of Coming

The body is like a woman's slender white, and the wings are not too exaggerated, transparent and crystal clear. If you don't look at it, it is almost impossible to detect. It's hard to imagine that fanning the pair of wings will allow it to rise from the cliffs outside Shiping. It is inevitable to speculate whether it controls a kind of supernatural magical approach.

But now all this is of little significance. After the white arched back, he swiftly swooped and opened his mouth and tried to swallow the deer Zhu Lu, who had a delicate face. He never wanted to be a boy who was born. With the black snake's back and head as a ladder and springboard, the hand-held hatchet just cuts in the gap between the white fin and the body. The white pheasant needs the pair of wings to lift off and control the direction. After being cut off by a knife, the body continues to rush forward by inertia, but immediately slanting and swaying the distance, the white **** mouth is just from the girl. Passing by, the whole body was heavily on the stone floor.

Zhu Lu and the three students behind her, Meng Tong, also escaped from the robbery. After the white slammed into the gap, Li Baowan hurriedly picked up the book box and shouted and ran. Lin Shouyi silently picked up the bag. After the follow-up, Li Wei had been scared of teeth fights. After running out for a distance, he accidentally found that he did not see the figure of the nuisance Zhu Lu. Turning his head and watching, Li Wei stayed for a while, the guy stupidly stood in the same place. This is not what you are waiting for? Li Yan could not help but shouted: "Zhu Lu, still not running?!"

Zhu Lu finally hit a spirit, slightly regaining the soul, but there are still some six gods without the Lord, turned his head, looked at Li Wei with a sly look, only to see the child running and swearing: "Run! Waiting to die!"

Once Zhu Lu had returned to God, he immediately showed the corrective posture of the martial arts of the two kings. In four or five steps, he rushed to the side of Li Wei and retired with them to the Shiping area away from the white pelicans. Sure enough, Zhu Lu just left the original The ground, the white sputum of the fins at the broken point, began to struggle with pain, and the tail was madly swaying, and the stone slab was splashed. If Zhulu was in the night, I would be ashamed. The big tail of the bucket becomes a muddy mud.

After seeing the loss of a fin, the white cockroach was so badly wounded, smashed indiscriminately, splashed with countless flying sands, and did not calm down for a long time.

However, the teenager is not much better. The left hand of the hatchet with a hatchet is split and full of blood.

Chen Ping’s knees on one knee, lifted his arm and wiped his forehead sweat to avoid blurring his sight.

The hatchet has been cut off halfway. When the snow-baked blade bounces back, if Chen Ping sees the plane quickly, he will quickly pass his head, and maybe he will poke on the face - half the hatchet, and at least the cheek will be scraped off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Chen Ping’s current position is a corner with the black snake and white pheasant. The black snake behaves ruthlessly. After seeing the white plaque being hit hard, he did not rush to drop Zhuhe and ran to fight with Chen’s peace. From the previous "face look", more leisurely and calm, so that the whole body is slowly swaying and swaying, always keeping a confrontation with Zhuhe, the black-and-white sinister silver-white eyelids, occasionally falling on the eyes of the white scorpion, and white It’s no different to look at the delicious eyes of the girl Zhu Lu’s dish before.

Shiping was in the middle of the position. The old man in white was holding a green bamboo stick and shivering. The half of the hatchet was just inserted in the ground near his feet. The old man squatted and squatted down, smearing his face with his fingers and fingers. The head instantly smashed out with a hint of golden khaki blood, scared the old man to quickly retract his hand, and bent his fingers, gently slamming the blade, full of doubts, **** clasped the snow white beard, said: "sharp no The horse, when it is worthy of the sharp and unparalleled reputation, is actually just a general hatchet. Even the martial arts knives can not be called, so the blade is extremely brittle, far from being tough. If the blade matches the blade, then it is given to it. The empty man who has a martial art as a weapon does not necessarily have a chance of winning. Now, everything is rested."

The old man carefully looked at the clear and sharp front line of the blade, and said with emotion: "As for the mystery of the hatchet... can it be on the juvenile whetstone? The problem is, how good is it? Can a sharpening stone be used to grind a cheap hatchet with a rough texture?"

Some of the old men’s eyes were greedy, and they sneaked into the baskets of Zhu Lu’s Li Bao bottle. No accidents, the whetstone was hidden in it.

The old man immediately sighed, things are no better, even if he can get the hand, he seems to have no life to enjoy.

Thousands of hate and hate, only hate the five-faced martial arts ghosts to make the difference between the mountains and the mountains. This is a mountain-breaking technique that has been lost for countless years. The old man was hiding under the ground and reported a joke mentality of watching people and ghosts. In the end, I was planted on this big heel. In fact, this mountain is open to the mountain, and it is not so good. It’s just that this kind of supernatural power has been silent for too long. In the years when the old man served as the land of Qidunshan, only one time was asked to leave the mountain tomb. It was the two immortals who came to the top of the mountain to play chess. Of course, the two were the terrestrial reals of the law, a small Wu Wuwu, and they did not match the shoes. The reason why he was called to the top of the mountain was that the two true immortals did not want to break some old rules, and he was not taking care of the face of his small land.

Chen Pingan did not want to take the opportunity to solve the day, it was really the internal organs, so that he could not do anything at all. After a sweat was erased, he would soon be refilled with face. Chen Pingan would no longer waste his energy. Just keep adjusting your breathing and try to calm down the body. This kind of adjustment is like trying to make up the seams in the window that leaks on all sides of the rainy day.

The sound of the drums and drums sounded again from the heart, and the sound gradually became louder. The sound was not transmitted from the ear. Instead, it was like a mysterious and mysterious heart. It clearly conveyed the trembling and screaming of the body.

The almost instinctual intuition of juveniles originated from the colic in the mud bottle lane at a young age, and then experienced once in the mountains.

The reason why this time there was no rolling around, it was Chen Ping’s perception of the eccentric atmosphere of the fire in the body, which began to flow up from the abdomen, and the place where it was passed, whether it was recognized by the woods of the Song collectors. A seated acupoint, or a meridian connected between the human body and the city, greatly slowed down the pain, such as the military commander to flatten the rebellion, or the so-called romance novels in the Song salary, the effect is significant Although it can't solve the root cause, it can at least make those rebels avoid their edge.

Although Zhuhe was not hurt, but the momentum did not fall and rose, and the heroic spirit of the war was high, and the two sleeves screamed and screamed, and there was quite a bit of a guru's demeanor.

The black snake that slowly walked on the edge of Shiping's abdomen squinted, even though Zhu River showed a good fighting power, it was always in a hurry, shaking his head from side to side, like looking for a loophole in the lame. First, it gave the Zhu River a good opportunity to suppress the injury.

The old man looked in his eyes and hesitated. He still said with a weak voice: "Don't dying, the reason why this scorpion animal is not eager to eat you is nothing more than hoping that you fully stimulate the blood, it just waits The maturity of a barley fruit, don't think it takes you, or even if it swallows your body, you still can't digest your spirit, you must know that it is the real big thing. ""

The old man lamented, began to confuse the hair and broke the clothes, and ridiculed himself: "It’s a land, and there must be a mountain **** before it dies."

The old man sat on the ground and sneered while tidying up. "Right, the squatting animal is not only physically strong, but also keen. It swallowed a Taoist martial artist who was cultivated on the fifth floor of the building more than a hundred years ago. How can I repair one or two ways to get started? It is said to be superficial, but it is used by this scorpion animal. I am afraid that you are a five-dimensional body and you can’t hold it. After all, if you count your back, you can’t die. It is a five-powered martial artist who takes the lead to lead the team into the mountain. If it is six borders, although the two squatting animals can also eat it, they may not be willing to go out of the hole. They are afraid of both losses. If they are seven, they will take the initiative to avoid dozens of miles. Now, I can’t wait for you to get out of the boundaries of Qidunshan.”

The girl Zhu Lu was stunned, and after reading the words, she was all gray.

Lin Shouyi whispered to himself: "Aliang, Aliang's predecessors?"

Li Wei suddenly found that Li Bao was quietly flipping through the book box and feeling a small porcelain bottle, and then tightly held in the palm of his hand.

Along her line of sight, Chen quietly nodded to them in the distance.

Li Wei suddenly envied the tacit understanding between Li Baobo and her little teacher.

The book said that this is called a heart.

After Zhu He heard the landlord's venting open-air machine, there was no fear on his face. He twisted his wrist and smiled: "The bunch of hands and feet is dead, let go of the hands and feet, and die, since they are all Death, but also what will become the stepping stone of the animalized dragon after death?!"

Wuwuwu people have already been qualified as martial arts masters. The soul is strong and the gods are strong. Only a martial art is condensed.

Zhu River is in a place of mortal death, and there is no retreat. In fact, it is in line with the martial art's purpose of "making martial arts to death," but it still needs to continue to be polished.

Zhu Wu’s personal strength has already climbed to the top and is ready to go.

The black snake instantly changed the previous lazy appearance, as if it was really determined that Zhuhe had no spare capacity, and the soul of the soul had already boiled in the gas. With the rapid circulation of the blood, it could taste this delicious. It is.

The black snake raised his head and opened his mouth, gradually revealing the horror of two ivory fangs. It was as thick as a green arm. It would look like a sinister look when compared with a white mouth. The black snake is relatively clean, and the white mouth is white and snowy. The coldness blew outwards, and the contrasting black and white colors set off the majesty of this animal. It is more authentic than the old man. The land of the mountain god.

The black snake suddenly launched an offensive. This time it was no longer a weak head of the enemy, and the mouth was opened to the extreme. It seemed to bite down the Zhuhe head on the ground of Shiping, but it was actually sprayed halfway. A bitter and sultry snow-white suffocating, suffocating as a substance, like a bed and arrow directly to the ground.

Zhu He is a native of Li Jiajia, a native of the town. His experience in combat is not rich. During his martial arts career, he was mostly a close-knit discussion with the family ancestors. The battle between life and death was the first, but once eaten. After the big loss of the singer's sound to the west, Zhu He's sinister treacherousness against the black snake, his body shape followed, never to be hard against his front.

Sure enough, the frozen helium of the arrow has just fallen, the ground of the Shiping has been smashed, and after the Zhu River has traversed a few steps, it immediately feels that the side of the wind has swept away, and it is the former two-layered axe. Zhu He had expected that the toes would be a little bit, and he would not retreat, straight ahead, and slammed into the belly of the black snake.

I didn’t think that the black snake’s body leaned back, and the mouth suffocated frequently in the mouth. The intention was not to run through the body of Zhu River, only to block his forehead, while the tail continued to extend until the formation of the Panshan Mountain, a large circle cage. The Zhu River was immediately trapped in it, forcing Zhu River to be the trap of the beast.

The long body of the black snake, after encircling the two "circle walls", can still raise the tail high, such as the patrol soldiers, to prevent the Zhu River from flying out. Zhu River's response was already fast enough. Before the second circle of the snake body was formed, it would rise up. It was just that the body shape had just vacated, and the tail was slammed down. Zhuhe's arms covered his head and he was slammed back to the stone. Ping, although not hurting the internal organs, but the sea is like boiling water, making a face flushed, and the soul of the whole body is out of good intentions. In order to protect the owner from trauma, he has to leave the established meridian road and infiltrate. Enter the more peripheral flesh and blood.

The black snake's icy silver enamel reveals a smug smile.

If the former warrior was a delicious seven-pointer, then there is now nine minutes of cooked.

Therefore, it no longer continues to consume vitality, but open its mouth, and lowers its head and heads toward Zhu River again and again.

Zhu He’s fist is like a rainbow. In this Colosseum, he flexibly moves and moves. The two arms burst into a green and suffocating sigh. Every time they punch, they can split and the wind is loud.

Although it is in absolute disadvantage, Zhu River does not have a slight decline, and the eyes and spirits are more abundant than ever.

The white man erected his ears, and he was amazed. Although he did not see the scene of the war, he guessed it. He thought it was a good martial arts master, and he died halfway.

He slammed his **** and woke up, picked up the bleak green bamboo stick, and shouted to the people of the martial arts: "Come on, anyone can do it, as long as it is a boy, a boy, a girl, The eagles of your elders are flattened with their feet, and I can get out of it. I can't be restrained by this. When I can help him, I can't say that killing the animals, it is not difficult to get out of trouble, fast!"

The old man looked anxiously on the faces of those people.

Lin Shou’s mouth sneered.

Li Xiaogang had to spurt his temper to take a risky death, but he was dragged by Li Baobo.

The old man stunned, and he was so sad that he jumped his feet and said: "I don't know how to be a fool of idiots. Do you want to watch your elders exhausted and die?! Are the consciences of your little scorpions eaten by dogs?"

Zhu Lu’s figure flashed and ran to the land of Qidunshan.

In the distance, Chen Pingan suddenly shouted: "Zhu Lu, don't go! If you don't help him, he has no way to go back. Maybe he can only fight with us. If he helps him, with his timidity, I’m sure I’ll run away! Besides, we’re not sure if he’s a group with two beasts. Don’t be impulsive! He seems to be helping us from start to finish, but have you discovered that he’s never Help Uncle Zhu!"

Where Zhu Lu is willing to listen to Chen Ping’s words, just burying his head.

At the moment when Chen Pingan spoke, he actually began to rush to the landlord, and the speed was no worse than Zhu Lu.

If there are no accidents, the sandals and teenagers hope to stop Zhu Lu’s move.

The old man’s face was cloudy and uncertain, and he stood with his green stick.

After breaking the white-winged wing, after tumbling, he quickly lay on the stone slab and did not move, dying, as if he could no longer participate in this fight.

But when Chen Ping rushed to the landlord, his figure appeared on his head a dozen steps away, and Bai Hao took a look forward without a warning, biting his mouth to the boy, where there was still the half dead and dead. .

Chen Pingan suddenly stopped and went backwards, hiding the murderous murder of the white scorpion, and yelled: "Zhu Lu! See you! This squatting animal also hopes that you will destroy the uncle of Zhu. Word! The man and the two beasts may have reached a secret agreement!"

Chen Pingan was blocked by the white body and could not see the sight of the white man.

But the head of the white scorpion first looked at the girl's side with a slight panic, and then slowly turned to the teenager, his eyes full of sarcasm.

At that moment, the teenager was full of resentment and disappointment.

So that even the fire dragon in the body, when passing through the three gas chambers of the high places, inexplicably changed from the momentum of the bamboo to the humble posture of the cautious, the young man did not pay attention.

A group of young girls in the brain, Zhu Lu, ran to the vicinity of the Yuezi, with tears in her face, and stretched out her feet. The girl choked: "I want to save me! I want to save him! I know because he is I am jealous, so you will not care about his life and death!"

The yellow ash scorpion on the upper side of the Yue character was trampled into the soil and eventually disappeared. The Yue character was finally blurred under the girl's footsteps.

The old man in white looked down at the girl's feet and gave a burst of laughter from the depths of his throat. "Hey..."

Then the old man looked up and stared at the girl who was stunned. The old man's wrist twisted freely. The green bamboo stick brought out a green and flaming fire in the air. The old face was like a dead wood. The old man smiled and nodded. "Oh, save the father, Understand understanding."

The figure of the old man began to increase rapidly, his face became younger and younger, his muscles and bones stretched, and a series of harsh sounds of yellow beans cracked. He was a middle-aged man who looked like he was laughing, crying like a smile, and he was very happy. "Ha ha ha !"

The man with a green stick who became beautiful and handsome, smiled and looked at the white head. "According to the agreement, I will help you deal with the fighting man who hides the Tibetan head. As for these guys, whatever you dispose of, of course, let’s get along with each other. However, it can't be continued for hundreds of years. Rest assured, I will only promote you to the land here after being sealed up as a mountain god. As for the man who walks the river, I will support one or two. After all, everyone is mutually beneficial and mutually beneficial."

The man with the green stick said these words, and he was already a handsome and weak man. He smiled and looked at the stunned girl. "You have a relationship with me. I have been screaming at the roads and rivers on this scale. I am dead." It was an opportunity to restore the land, but he was able to shout out the name of the 'Mr.', which is really shocking. It is equivalent to helping me re-define the land that was originally taken away by the immortals. It is not the opposite. I wrote the character of the mountain in the mountains and said that I couldn’t have to seal it at this time. It was already the orthodox mountain **** of Qidunshan."

The man looks very happy, slowly pacing, self-satisfied, and smiles: "It doesn't matter, I am content. You are a good person, you are also. You are my noble, but unfortunately, the grace of dripping, I have to report to the springs, and as a result, you are so rewarding, I really have no reward."

The girl face is unmanned, her lips are trembling, and she whispers repeatedly: "You lied, you lied..."

Yushu Linfeng’s man blinked his eyes. “The fins were cut off. We can’t expect them. Don’t expect me to compensate for anything. Now I’m so poor, the chess hills are hundreds of miles away, so many years ago. You have searched for it, and I have only one layer of land left in this landlord. It is very difficult."

Bai Hao docilely nodded, revealing a rare feminine, and then gently shaking his head.

The man with a big hand and a green stick, said: "Your point is broken, I am not rare, all the past festivals, let it go with the wind."

Finally, he looked around and smiled and said: "The brother who is called Aliang by you, don't worship the mountain, but dare to sit in my chair, and finally let the Yuezi be reduced to a Yuezi..."

The mountain god, who was in high spirits, suddenly looked down and stared blankly, with a look of pain and incredulity.

An ordinary bamboo knife passed through his heart.

The fighting man stood side by side with him, but facing the opposite direction, the man loosened the handle and then patted the shoulder of the mountain god, and smiled and replied: "You look for me?"