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Thirty-two chapters are in the fire, flying out of a non-angry figure, the four-party fear, the audience was shocked.

No matter who this person is, it can be determined that this figure does not susperate without suspense.

Lenovo's fire has not taken out, and four people have kill Lin Yun's scene. For a time, almost everyone consciously thinks that the deceased is Lin Yun.

Even Lei Yun, Lu Yifeng, who supervisters war, is no exception.

On the distance of the distance, after silence, I didn't know who said that the voice of Lin Yun was dead, and suddenly screamed.

If it is a common person, it is dead, and the most popular allies of this century, there is already too many people die.

Can Lin Yun, before the allies, he has let the millennium, Feng Ming Yun, will become a enchanting in the future!

After the allied war, all the way will pass the situation, showing amazing potential.

In the end, in the five people, he belongs to him, but the 17th year of age, the future is good.

Such old, Feng Huazheng, this is falling, and it will not be unfortunately.

Many people think that he will lose, but it really didn't expect that he will die in the allies.

"Hahaha, this dog is finally dead!"

Junzi League Wang Hao, flashing in his eyes, a little crazy.

Lin Yun is a thorn in his heart. Since he suffered from three knives, he has reached an unprecedented point to Lin Yun's hate.

It is a heart to Lin Yun to die, and if you have any cost, you can see it from a wanted order for heavy programs.

Today, Lin Yun is finally dead, how can he make him not like?

"Do not!

Lushan gathered in the land, Xin Yan shouted, in the eyes of everyone.

Directly from the Wanzhang high platform, I jumped all people.

"Xin Yumager!

Mo City and others, big shock, this can be a high cliff, even if the Xuanwu is not easy to fall.

So, let all people are very surprising, even the plummatings of the Town of the Town on the high platform slightly changed, shake the head.

Only Wang Hao is more wrong, the heart is more, biting his teeth: "I said, will let you regret!"

"Wang Brother, it seems that it is not right."

I remember Lin Yun, there is a swordsmanship ... "

What is the indifference of indifference, a small voice?

"Isn't Lin Yun?"

Wang Hao's face changed, but then smiled: "The four people join hands to kill, die is not him, can you still? Do you think that he is in the four people?"

It can be used on the cloud platform, and many elders have begun to whisper.

"It seems that Lin Yun ..."

"Do you see it?"

"It's too fast, I haven't come to see the fire, just look at it, but it is really like Lin Yun.

"I am a bit like a river style ..."

The speed is too fast, the disciples are not too clear, and they can have the strength of Zifu.

At this point, even if you only look at it, you can also look at it.

Just, I thought that the four people were surrounded by Lin Yun, and the people who got the consciousness were Lin Yun.

After a little calm, it feels a bit wrong, and the discussion on the watchtock will suddenly get more.

After a while, up and down, I started to discuss, and the deceased is not Lin Yun.

Even if you must be Lin Yun's Wang Hao, your face has changed, and the disciple of Junzi is a weird atmosphere, and I don't dare to talk.

It's just a look, and the time from time to time is on the face of Wang Wei.

If it is not Lin Yun, the expression of the king's brother just now is a waste, under the contrast, I don't know what kind of mood will.

!

Jumping off the cloud of watching the cloud, rubbing the blood stains of the mouth, sweeping, looking for the direction of the sword.

"Xin Yizhen is good, it is fine.

Lin Zhongli lost a sword carving, and the elders on the swords and the elders saw Xinyi, and there was a tone.

Xin Yan is anxious: "Please still have elder, borrow my sword.

"Give you.

I have no many words, and I shook my head and sigh, I will borrow her swords with her.

"Thank you!"

I don't have a lot, after jumping, Xin Yu controls the sword carving all the way, muttered: "I should not let you participate in the allied war ... can be evil, you can promise me, not allowed to die what!

Her heart is somewhat embarrassed, her eyes are humid, and the tears will fall unconsciously.

Lei Yun, Lu Ye on the sword carving, has received his line of sight.

If you have a heavy weight, there is a breather, laugh: "White old ghost, next time I want to ridicule, I can see it.

"what did you say?"

"I said you!"

"Farting, death is clearly Lin Yun, is hard to be a four-person encirclement, he can also fight people not? Do you be stupid?"

A variety of merits, saying, but the real yuan is in the binocular, and desperately looked down.

Ke Jiang Feng has already dropped the fire sea, and the body is only afraid of the face of burning, where can you see it? Unwilling to return the line of sight, Badhen looks to the old god in Luoye, cold channel: "Death must be Lin Yun, the fight in the fire has stopped, or how long does it take for how long this flame will fall, to When I saw it.

Lu Ye did not compete with him, laughing softly: "Yes!

I know that I am afraid that I will not be the result you want.

... this gimmick, how come.

Haunt!

The edge of the sword, a fantastic figure, from the sword carving, seeing, seeing the sword in the fire in the fire.

Surprisingly, let the inside and outside of the inside and outside of the edge of the swords, are a bit surprised.

Li worry-free exclaimed, flying before, hurrying it.

"Xin Yan, what do you do?"

Xin Yan saw no worries, Yan said: "Even if the young brother is gone, he has to pick up his body back, you can't die without the corpse.

Li worry-free, crying, said: "The sister, Lin Yun brother is good, death is the Jiangfeng, the third river style of the people.

"Xin Yuxi, the dead people are indeed a river.

Lin Qiuchi and a few people came over, and the eyes were shot.

It's hard to imagine that everyone in the next day, there will be, and the iron blood rose is a sister, and there will be such a fragile side.

"Blood spirits seem to fall down, Xin Yumi, you will see it.

A few people look at it, and the swords are like a storm, and the blood spirit is full of fire, with the fight, gradually fall.

After a while, on the empty swords, there were four gods and appeared in the field of view.

Pale face, clear face, perseverance, back sword, a green shirt, Lushan Lin Yunhan is listed.

"It's him……"

Xin Yi is a pair of jade hands, put it in the proud chest, some is very happy.

"How can this be!

Under Lei Yun, Meet Meng saw Lin Yun's figure, and the mood was excited, and I almost fell.

Lin Yun did not die, dead is the river style, this is exposed to the nature, likes to start the despicable people.

"It's really Lin Yun!

"Four people teamed up to kill, not only did not die, but they killed one person, this ... This is really a demon existence!

"Ling Xiaojun Sword has been comparable to him for a hundred years.

"This boy is really not simple, it is hard to imagine that he is really only seventeen.

Want to watch the clouds, the previous small discussion, completely boil.

Wang Ye is like a dead ash, there is no angry on his face.

What will be like this!

After half rang, his eyes flashed, some madness, seems to be determined.

Meijian is slightly smile, flashing in the eyes, although the person who has long been clear is a river.

It can be seen in your own eyes, Lin Yun is proud, standing on this sword, side with other three people, still excited.

"This is good.

"The year is less.

Left and right swords old, and the main halls, the same is true, and it is difficult to cover up.

A recognized soft mortal, who knows that it is turned against the trend, not only the four people's encirclement, and even kill one.

Although there is a fire mask, you can imagine these paradise.

What is thrilling!

On the sword, there are some orphanless four people, and the body is hurt, the face is equally good.

Seeing in detail, Lin Yun's injury is serious than this other people.

Must be three people, look at Lin Yun's eyes, all are full of joys.

I don't know when to return the sword to the sidet, and there is a little flashing in my eyes.

Some of the trendy atmosphere, filled on this sword, four people stepped on the sword holder, and the eyes were aszeping.

The true elements in the body quietly operated, slowly gathered their respective momentum, with a few people climbing the momentum.

The air on the sword has become somewhat sticky, and people breathe are very urgent.

After this battle, Jiang Feng died, no one dared to pay attention.

At the moment, everyone looks out, is a bigger storm, the atmosphere is quietly solidified.

Haunt!

Suddenly, a shocking, slamming the harsh sound from watching the cloud, whispering.

!

The blink of blinking, falling in the center of the four people, shocking the sky, so that the whole sword is trembled.

That is an old war flag, rust, branded mysterious spirit, filled with the cold, broken flag embroidered with blood flaming clouds.

"this is?"

When a few people were suspected, the voice of the Mei Xiaohua on the clouds and came over.

"This is the best warriors, the first, the first, winning the flag!"

"

The voice falls, climbing the flame ghost fire of the flagpole, igniting this battle.

The brand of the brand on the flagpole, suddenly shun, the burning flag is swaying like Suzaku, and a mighty pressure is scattered.

The four people of Jianzheng are one.

"Too!

Allied first, winning the flag, this is who won the battle flag, who is the meaning of the allies? Several people's eyes, all the hooks are in the battle flag, and the looks in the eyes have become hot.

The styles of the heart are still unable to suppress.

Hey!

The four swords were almost simultaneously sounded in several people, and the violent swords were swept, and they blew these viscous air and piled thousands of swings.