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The 452th chapter feels that the battle on Lin Yun, the rock heart son is slightly tight, and the smile: "It's really confident, is it so not afraid of death?"

"The next trick is my trial of the boxing in my three years ago. It is still not mature three years ago. I haven't revealed.

Three years later, this punch I originally intended that after the Qin Yu, I saw it.

"This punch is named swallowing.

The heart of the heart of the heart is talking to the empty, the right fantast is tightly held together, and the wild is in his body, and it will rise again.

As he fiftes all the time, the whole day is completely dark, it seems that the light of the stars will be swallowed.

In the dark, only the rock heart son is holding the right box, and the rays of scarlets are scattered.

A stone breaks the horrible power, from the martyrdom to condense, the scarlet light seems to have life, and it is shocking.

The scary breath was noticeed, and the four-party players on the Longmen Square were all shocked.

Even the VIA's violent panels, at this moment, the heart is inexplicably sinking.

It seems that this punch, even these purple folks are old, they don't dare to hard.

"Scary ..."

"Is it a punch for three years?"

Ling Xiaojian, the gods, the look is more dignified, and the eyes are full of concern.

"Hey, the heart of the heart was in this box, and he killed a Zifu score repair.

I don't believe it, this sword slave can stop!

Wen Yanbo is indifferent, and it is incomparable, and the eyes are excited.

It seems that I have seen it, Lin Yun is stabbed in this boxing.

I have already got an eight-leg for the Water Moon, and the brow is slightly wrinkled. This punch is indeed a little terrible.

The rock heart, these three years, I am afraid that most of the energy is spent in this punch.

The thrill of the world is keeping, accompanied by the fall of this Stock, Lin Yun feels a pressure that has never been seen.

But his heart, his sword, his people, under this Huanghuang pressure, but there is no nervousness and hurver.

In his eyes, the sky is over, he is surging, he is infinitely close to the complete congenital sword, which is crazy at this moment.

In the dark, a wave of waves broke through the swords of the clouds, and they wanted to live in the past.

With the glitter of the burial sword, it is more embarrassing, and in this endless dign, I finally exudes my own light.

In the dark, there is only that a scarlet light.

To the heart of the sword, come forward!

"Water Moon Sword Law, until the Yin Causes, Salcery ..."

"Tenth sword, natural cloud!

This punch, also put on me to show the tenth sword of the Water Moon Profa, and Lin Yun's light is bright, and it has already climbed to the peak of the water moon sword, anger.

In the big sound, the ground suddenly bled, and the majestic water moon sword was condensed with a tornado, wrapped in the ruins of the ruins and crushed.

This is dark sky, under this rolling, as if it is torn.

The horrible sword is pour, and the vision is connected to the middle, and a lightning is broken, and the young, the beautiful face of the teenager, in this moment of flashing, it is eternal.

This sword is broken, broken the sky, broken cloud, only a sword, forever forever.

At the same time, the scarlet boxing of the stars will be swallowed, and the blue-shaped blood color is burst, and it is fried from the mandrel.

In the moment, the two shocking, enough to kill the terrible killings of the Zifu, collided with the ruins of the battle.

In an instant that I just collided together, in the rumbling loud voice, this party is dramatically shaking.

The center of Longmen Square, except for the king's battle, the rest of the seven battles, all of which are trembled, and there is a fracture.

When two terrible momentum, all to interleave, complete outbreaks.

The real ingredients, the vision is broken, the horror, the remaining wave is substantial, sweeping the eight-party speed with a horrible speed.

"Bad!

The referee has been flashing, and the face suddenly changed, and it quickly wanted to stop this stock.

"What is the camp?"

The Qin Wang Wei frowned on the Ziqing King.

"

A road, from the Longmen Square, all of which are the elite of the god, and they have wanted to stop this stock.

The elite of God's camp, at least is the eight-year-old masterpiece, dozens of people shot together.

Zifu masters have to retreat.

!

In the case of landscape, it is directly in the crushing situation.

Hey ... dozens of Shenmei Camp is elite, in this impact wave, spitting blood on the spot.

The last remaining wave, or that is a deep referee, with a hard work, hardening.

If this is not the wosh, sweeping to the watchpan, I don't know how casualties will cause.

Horror!

The entire Longmen Square, the face brush is all white, and tens of thousands of people are shocking.

The remaining wave of the two major killings, there is so amazing power, it is really an imagination.

In other words, if it is not a bauxou, these two big killings are not easy to kill the elite camp.

One thought and this, many people feel trembled in their hearts.

What concept, usual purple masters, can't do it!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

The center of the battle is in the center of the battle, and the two people are tied together, withstanding unparalleled terrorism.

The power of this core is more horrible to be more horrible.

Like thunder's surprise, the two stories are like a meteor, all the way to fly, put many vitalities and true yuan into powder.

Hey!

Lin Yun's body flooded directly, and on another intact battle, the four-fold five cracked in the scene, the crushed stone, the flesh was deeply caught in, and the blink of an eye was piled up. The gravel is submerged.

On the other hand, the rock heart is equally uncomfortable, and the dragon icon on him is fighting.

The sword is twisted, and it is a bloody sword injury everywhere, and the burly figure looks horrible.

He took out him, and smashed a battle with a lot of gravel.

Under the gravel, Lin Yun and the heart of the rock, are all life and death.

Many people are speechless, and they have not been thinking at all in their minds.

Battle of Eight Qiang, the last quota, will actually be so fierce.

Cooperate!

The four silence, the entire Longmen Square, only the remaining waves of the explosion, no one speaks.

A gaze, horror, watching two stacked gravers, look slightly ignorant? Both people have out of their own battles, but they have not landed, they all have been buried in another battle, and they are all buried, and they will not know.

That stop, who loses who wins? "It's terrible, both of them just have homemade martial arts?"

"Well, it is indeed homemade martial arts, whether it is a dragon, or the Water Moon Profa, there is no killing of the two people.

"However, it is more than the sword that is like Lin Yun, the sword is crushed," "

"It's hard to say that Lin Yun's sword is really stronger, but he can't be angry with the heart.

Not necessarily to bear, the remaining boxing shock ... "

"See who they wake up first.

Many purple parsives are more clear than the confused and shock of everyone in the observation.

Rumina ... "?"

At this time, many people flashed in the eyes, and the ground seems to have changed in slightly fibrillation.

!

Grass, bloody and violent rays, rushing up.

I saw the heart of the heart of the heart, ragged, look pale, stand up.

He didn't pay attention to the sword injury in the upper body, and he wished, saw another pile of gravel, suddenly smiled and said: "After all, I won!"

!

The voice is not falling, and the stacked gravel is like a sword.

The heart of the heart of the heart is slightly changed, and the roar is full of strength, and a punch will funeral the sword.

I can spit out of the blood, on the broken battle, re-retreat.

Qi Xuan, such as day!

The gravel pile of Lin Yun is buried, and it is suddenly ramping the golden light, and the gravel bursts.

The glamorous rays, the shocking flashed the sword of the fallen.

"you lose.

The rock heart is just stable, and the light falls in front of him, and a sword refers to its eyebrow.

Wait until the rays dissipated, the junior, a green dress, the sword, is not Lin Yun again.

"It's impossible!

I won't lose ... "

The core of the heart is in the eyes of the heart, and the crazy eyes are burst into the eyes, and a funeral sword before I want to bounce.

Hey!

However, there is no shot, there is a slope of blood, and the distorted face is divided into two halves.

The speed of punch is fast, can you pass, refer to his eyebrow swords? I think Lin Yun, don't you dare to kill him? If it is ..., come back and regret it again.

With the roar of the other party, the burial flowers are homing, and the teenager is in the light wind, and the long hair is blessed, and the eight parties.