The One and Only

An unexpected scene, let everyone scare a hop.

Even the thousands of happeals on the main seat of the high platform, I couldn't help but show a smile. "This little guy always giving people a surprise, but unfortunately ... I don't want to be a sister."

In his left hand, the Lord of the Tiandin, laughed: "The Son may not be enough, maybe give him a god."

"Oh,"

Thousands of holy stuns, : "The" God only has the primary master to appoint, and the future will be the same as the word in the future. "

The Tianyin Palace smiled and laughed: "There is no one in the future, it doesn't mean that there is no one in the future.

Qian Yu is smile, and there is no call.

The two seem to be a group and gas, in fact, in the mutant.

In addition to the grandeur of the holy bureau, the strong people of other holy places are also shocked by the swords of Lin Yun.

"It is the Tianlong Zun who can't be inferred."

"The sky is half-holy, you should be able to rush the purple yuan half-holy, to the night, it is completely unable to use it."

"Night, the wind is in full!"

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The four-party discussion, and the many disciples of Zi Lei Feng have been excited after a half rang.

"Night teacher is invincible!"

"Night teacher is invincible!"

This passionate emotion also affects the disciples of other peaks, and the shouts under the time of the plaza are as warm in the mountains.

"Isn't it a low-key point?"

Zi Lei Feng is helpless, secretly joining Lin Yun.

"I also want to low-key, but why ..."

Lin Yun laughs, he is very cautious.

"Tianlong Zun, a big prestige! But I want to rename my flow of light, not so simple, Zhao Yang, ten strokes, you must take him!"

The stream of the lace is listening to the sound of the audience, and the anger is unstoppable.

boom!

A burly Saint, stepping out from the stream of flow.

He is Zhao Yang, eighty-nine years old, cultivated to holy fire bodies, master three avenues rules.

"excuse me."

Chapter Mu, Zhao Yan is extremely steady, and then worship the holy fire and star pictivity, and the holy is not reserved.

Bang!

He is a sharp sacred fire, and he is not open, and a full 16th day, a heavy one, like a curtain, constantly superimposed behind him.

"I finally a bit pressure!"

Lin Yun's eyes are hot, the flowers of the avenue are blooming, and the rules of the storm are linger.

I have an unsaccained offensive.

"Firefly sword, dead wood flowers!"

boom!

After reaching the Ziyuan repair, the power of this firefly sword also rose high, almost in an instant, a bibbi mountain's support of the ancient trees.

Lin Yun, sword, wind, thunder, and shake, support the ancient trees to make thousands of wonderful flowers.

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Thousands of flowers flapped for nine long dragons, the swords were bonded, the petals like stars like it.

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How spectacular swords are blooming, and Jiuyi Yinshi fuse, a sword, the mountain river is unstoppable!

boom!

Zhao Yang, just prepared to launch an offensive, was scared by this scene, and quickly collected the offensive, and fully defended.

"In the day!"

Lin Yunyi sword shocked the other party three steps, turned back, and then again.

The big day is suspended, the sword is like the sun, the river, the horror, the horror, seems to have a big earth to burn into ashes.

Hey!

Zhao Yangnu exports blood, and refunds three steps.

" !"

Lin Yun is a sword thorns that this sword will force the space to squeeze and avoid it.

Only a moment, thoroughled the Zhao Yang chest.

The post-squeezed space is full of balloons, and the , Zhao Yang's holy fire is spread, and the skin is blooming, and the bones are broken.

After flying, I will be diluted.

The larvity of the lacertrum was shocked, and the scene was scared. The four silent silent, everyone was scared by this firefly.

Everyone in the field can recognize it, this is the firefly sword left by Jianzu, but feels no strange.

"I will come!"

The people of the flow of light can't sit down. If they are losing two people, they will be renamed nine peaks.

Pressure axle debut!

That is the one hundred and one hundred, Wang Jiazi, who has also been a full Domestic waste decades ago.

Before and back | I have entered the Tianlun Tower, and I can have a repair of two hundred years.

He is a trump card of Lukuo, and people are in the air, and there is an 18th day of the sky.

The most terrible thing is that after these days overlap, there is also a round of big Japanese patterns, which will make Tianwei, like the real existence.

A battle, it seems that it cannot be avoided.

"Good!"

Lin Yun laughed, a sword waved.

"Wind drunk nine days!"

"Fei Hong stepping!"

"Four Seasheng!"

He only had a sword, but there are three different vast blooms, and then the wrist is shaking, three vitalities overlap.

"Fire Hai Jinlian!"

When Lin Yun really tadded out this sword, it became an endless fire, only a golden lotus bloom.

The unclear sword light from Jindian, waited until Wang Yan, the moment, and thousands of swords.

boom!

The sword is hit in the king, making a surprise loud noise.

Wang Yan squatted, and then pressed the qi qi and smiled: "Hua is whistle, but so."

But his voice is just falling, and the vision of the previous overlap has built.

Hey!

It seems that there is only a bunch of swords, but there are four wave swords, such as the waves constantly superimposed, and a wave is not a wave of waves.

Lin Yun laughed, and the sword was returned.

boom!

The king left a bowl of cave before the chest, and the body was quite quite fly, and the scene was in the past.

Three games, the reflection of the nine peaks on the flowport peak!

The four silent silence is silent. Everyone does not dare to confidence to Lin Yun, and the eyes are as fast as.

Ten, the defeat of the chapter, the three, the defeat, Zhao Yang, a sword broke!

None exceptions, these are all in the sky, but they can be chopped in front of Lin Yun.

A faster than a defeated, the last is not asked, and a sword is solved.

"Dragonfield, from now on, Zi Lei Feng ranked on nine peaks."

The voice of the Qianyu Dasheng is the first to break the silence, and everyone is like a dream awakens.

But the thunder peak, but still still in the dream, this is the nine peak?

"Is this the power of the firefly ? Terrible!"

"The firefly god sword into the holy roll, it was the sword method of the Shengde to practice. He cultivated in the Qingyuan half-holy, and now we have risen, and the sword is high."

"This night has a swordsman style!"

"How many years have never seen such a swordsman."

"Really!"

The Sixth Shengdi's Shengda, all are very shocking, only feels that a era is coming.

A era belonging to the night!

All east's rays have to be covered by him.

"This guy……"

The Tianzhufeng Wang built in the darkness, and also opened his eyes, see this scene, great fire.

This time, I will wait for a long time, I have prepared a lot, I want to completely step on my feet.

I didn't expect to suddenly emerged a night, I haven't waited for him, I will take the limelight.

Wang carrier is gripped, and the look is indifferent, and there is murder accumulation in the eyes.

There are several people challenged, but there is no exception, all in the platform.

The dispute between Nine Peaks is temporarily ended, and the streamer peak is in the name, and the purple peak is entered.

"The battle between Jiufeng."

Qian Yu Dan Sheng announced the battle between Jiufeng, and the top nine peaks compete for the head name, and the first list can get the scavenging treatment.

The fragrance is a very honored treatment, which has always been very intense.

This time, there is a night's joining, I am afraid that everyone will be more exciting. Everyone has already waited for a long time.

But the more worse is Wang Zai, the thousands of holy talks, he will get up directly.

Wang Zai's eyes, the look is arrogant, Shen Wei: "One-to-one is too slow, this time I have a new rule, you will go together, one is coming, this is the incense It is necessary. "

His voice spread all over the quarter, the total person is slightly smashed, and there is no too much.

The strength of Tianzhufeng is unique in Jiufeng. Wang Zai himself is the genius of Wang Family to cultivate. Before Wang Muyu, he is the leader of Wang Jia's young generation.

Most importantly, he is the latter man in the Tiandian Yin Palace, the status is special, and there are few people in the weekdays dare to fight.

"This is a mad!"

"He is the grandchildren of the Royal Great San, and it will be sent to the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred."

"It's aloud than night, I feel that he is on the night."

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On the occasion of everyone, Zhou Mu Yang, who was in the sword.

"Worship Xianfeng Zhou Mu Yang, please advise." Zhou Muyang gave his hand.

Wang Zai looks indifferent, and laughs for the return: "Zhou Muyang, I will say that you are really qualified to be eligible and me?"

"Why can't you?" Zhou Mu Yang browned slightly wrinkled, said: "On the identity, you are a great brother of Tianzhu Peaks, I am a big brother of the Jianfeng, whoever will win."

"Ah."

Wang Lai's eyes showed a ridicule, smiled: "The people in the three houses don't dare to talk to me, the identity? What identity, what I identified? Your district, a family, I also dare to climb my identity ? "

The disciples of Tianzhu Peaks heard the words, who didn't know that the four family princes were the biggest, and the Tiandong Zong did not talk about the sky, and it also covered half a day.

Zhou Jia Lianzhi is not rolled!

Zhou Muyang's face iron, cold channel: "Wang family disciples can't afford? You still come, don't use anyone else, today I will defeat you!"

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Zhou Muyang exploded the sword, a sword light like Huanghuang Daily, in Xiao Chengxing River swords, headed towards the king.

The sword is fierce, such as the flow of the sky, the caver, and it has come to the Wang Carnient.

Wang Dai has long wanted to reveal one hand, cold channel: "arrogant."

There is a silk ripple, and Wang Zai's figure disappears directly in the original place. This is a shovel.

"What about I am here?"

Wang Lu smiled and appeared on the side of Zhou Mu, which was very strange.

Haunt!

Zhou Muyang responded very quickly, a sword waved, the air was cut into two trip from the tofu.

But I still have a lot, and Wang Luo laughed and disappeared from it.

"Wang family secret, vain !!"

Some people recognized the body of the king, and the look was changed.

Drawn ghosts, Zhou Muyang's sword light, even Wang, did not encounter, and it will be sweating.

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Suddenly, Wang Dao is surprising, and the fierce reached out, holding Zhou Muyang's sword blade.

The sword was shaking, and he couldn't smoke the sword.

Wang Luoke smiled coldly, double finger generous, there is a burning breath to burn the sword.

"The sword passengers are garbage."

Wang carrier is awkward, Zhou Muyang's sword inch is broken, not waiting for him to react, Wang Dao is a palm of his chest.

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Zhou Muyang's chest rib is broken, there is a huge hand-shaped recess.

Hey, Zhou Muyang pain does not want to live, and the blood is constantly overflow.

"Look at the same door, I don't kill you, roll it." Wang Luo will stand up, and the look is arrogant.