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Chapter 1932 Falling from the Sky(1/2)

The cold light is over, the sword is vertical and horizontal.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, Ye Fan used water as a sword.

Blue sword mang, instantaneously, scratched a circle of moon sword wheels in the air.

The romantic swordsmanship, then swept this world.

"It's really difficult to entangle."

"You are lucky just now, but fortunately not dead."

"But the deity does not believe it. Can the goddess goddess be able to come on your body every time?"

After a short shock, Duolun's look was gloomy.

Although he didn't know, the hot summer boy in front of him relied on what he survived from his Tianluo knife.

But that's okay.

Being able to cut him once, then he can cut off him for the second time.

As for the words that Ye Fan said just now, Duolun disdain at all.

Really majestic?

It's really like it!

What real majesty can a fledgling mixed boy?

Just now, he was afraid that he had already used milk.

Duolun didn't believe that this hot summer junior has not yet been released.

He didn't even believe that Ye Fan could survive under his attack.

He only thinks that Ye Fan is lucky!

But the lucky goddess cannot come to the same person twice in a row.

So, Dorn, who was in a hurry, ignored his tired body.

He mobilized the power again.

This time, he has no reservation!

Dantian, the true gas in the veins, was almost shining by him instantly.

Then, the crazy knife gathered in his hands!

Then, Duolun stepped on the air and drank a burst!

"Tian Luo Knife: Yan Luo Zhe!"

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"Tianluo Due: Daohe roll!"

... ...

Dorn used his strongest knife again.

For a while, all the swords of Duolun were filled with all the sky.

The majestic sword is overwhelming.

With the majesty of the world, cut it towards Ye Fan!

"Brother is mighty!"

"This time, I think that mixed boy, can you still be lucky?"

The fist of the fist of the war in the distance was tight, and smiled.

Before he was worried that the huge consumption of Tian Luo Dao made him unable to fight again.

But now it seems that he is more considered.

This time, the power of Dorn is not weaker than before.

Even that momentum is stronger!

That vertical and horizontal knife, like the most sharp blade in the world, must not be fooled, and there is almost all the obstacles to the world!

"The strength of my brother is far beyond that year."

"I see, it is the Chumenmen master Tang Yun, it is difficult to compare."

"After this battle, it is estimated that the throne of the first list of the day is that it will be the soldiers of our Indian country to sit!"

Looking at the terrible strength of Duolun, on the old face of Hailu, a proud and proud smile suddenly showed.

He seemed to have seen that in the near future, the Wudao of the Indian country surpassed the summer and the day when he dominated Asia.

"Before that, use your blood to sacrifice the flag of the Indian Wudao."

Hai cloth laughed wildly, that look at Ye Fan's gaze, just look at a dead corpse.

Especially when he saw Ye Fan's last fight with his brother with his swordsmanship, the smile above Hailu's expression was undoubtedly stronger.

Full of disdain!

He didn't remember Chu Tianfan good at swordsmanship.

Previously, Chu Tianfan's research only knew that this generation of generations had a strong body in the late hot summer, so they were particularly resistant.

At the battle of the rainforest, the two title of Indian King Burning the sky and the King of Gaia, the King of Persia, was violent, but he couldn't kill Ye Fan!

You know, at that time, Ye Fan's strength seemed to be just a master of the master.

From this, how strong Ye Fan's flesh is?

And a strong body with strong body, the most wise way of fighting, should be hand -to -hand.

But now, this guy has chosen to attack with swordsmanship.

This is like a soldier who is good at melee. As a result, Sagittarius attacked as far as a shooter.

This is not only stupid, but also looking for death!

"It is estimated that this Chu Tianfan is also a poverty of Guizhou donkey."

"In the panic, take a blow to the show."

"After all, it is just a junior. This mental nature is too far away from these long -established strong men who have been famous for my elderly."

He didn't shook his head and said, he seemed to see the scene where Ye Fan was full of blood fell in the flow.

However, Haibo only knew that Ye Fan's attack on the body was hard to fight against the sky, but it was unknown. Ye Fan also used swordsmanship to defeat Chumenmen owners on the front!

Ye Fan, what is relying on, the top of the top of the world!

Ran, Yun Yanjian tactics!

call!

Long river running, storm rolls.

The tide that was blown up was only the snow of thousands of piles.

Dorn's Tian Luo knife has swept away.

And Ye Fan's swordsmanship is still continuing.

"How much is the heavens and the earth ruthlessly hate?

"The second sword of Yunyan Sword, Bingxin!"

... ...

"Third Sword, Qinglong!"

... ...

"The long -term acacia remembers, the short phase is endless!"

"Fourth Sword, Acacia!"

...

Between nine days, the sea of ​​clouds surged.

On the top of the Ganges, the storm roars.

At this time, Ye Fan was like the peerless painter.

Taking a long sword as a brush, with the sky and paper rolls.

Swing up!

That brilliant sword method is Ye Fan's most unique painting.

Noah has completely stunned.

In her eyes, there was no day, without this place, only the man with a sword with a sword was furious.
To be continued...
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