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Everyone widened her eyes, and no one expected that she had come to such a sentence.

I do n’t know if she should say whether she is carefully calculated or logically rigorous.

"No problem." Wang Cheng gritted his teeth.

He has been practicing for so many years and has also met such an opponent for the first time.

"very good--"

After Chu Yue laughed, the Tomahawk was cut and split a fire shining to the gully under Wangcheng's foot.

A pair of cold -blooded and black pupils under the forehead, permeated the boundless warfare and the evil spirits.

"Emperor Lingtian Ye Chuyue, Wu Zong's eight sections, dare to cut the emperor, please enlighten!"

Chu Yue smiled at his lips, and said his feet stepped out.

Leap to the air, hold up the chopping from top to bottom.

"court death!"

Wang Cheng was drinking violently, and his body was wrapped around the golden lightning.

At the same time, the light golden martial arts strength, from the four directions of the heavens and the earth, outside the cold wind tower, such as the tide of the dyke swarming, all rushed into the body of Wangcheng.

Wang Cheng's body bounced up like an iron leopard running a few steps, and the double -knife crossed the purple light group, the cash color lightning inside.

The double -knife collided, and the sharp and harsh sound of shock ears broke out.

The mighty martial arts passed to Chu Yue's palm through double knives and ax.

Suddenly, the tiger's mouth was numb, the palm bones were cracking, and the broken bones were broken away from the palm and flew out.

The moment she fell, she grabbed the ax handle with her left hand.

"Fairview is not your emperor's removal, when will Wu Zongjing dare to be mad in the capital?"

Wang Cheng laughed and cut out the double knife on the air.

The left blade is as frost as frost, and the strength is transformed into a dragon.

The right -handed knife was full of fire, and the fire phoenix showed his wings, like the phoenix Nirvana rebirth.

The dragon spit frost and the ice seal Chu Yueru sculpture.

The fire and phoenix cried, and the fire burned the five internal organs of Chuyue.

The purple blades fingers left hundreds of blood wounds in Chu Yue's martial arts.

"Well!"

Chu Yue, who was frozen, was like a bloody sculpture, which became the most satisfactory crafts in God. It dropped on the ground of the Cold Wind Tower and smashed a huge deep pit.

Around, the thick smoke filled her figure.

"Little sister!"

"Sister Xiaoyue!"

"..."

In the rear, Tu Weiwei and others and the giant ghost ghosts were red, and they rushed over regardless of everything.

Wang Cheng's sound seemed to drink low, and the double knife chopped out.

The blade of the blade rammed horizontally.

Frost Dragon.

Flame fire phoenix.

A pair of mad knives, like the method of method, solve the enemy, including the giant ghost ghost.

Wang Cheng was suspended in the air, and he felt that it was not enough, and it released the vast martial arts field!

Domain field--

Only when the cultivator of the emperor's realm is qualified to cultivate.

The higher the strength, the stronger the domain field.

The domain field is derived from the Yuanshen, similar to the crushing of willpower.

Its terrible level is no less than the backbone of the high mountains.

The situation of the battle is a situation of falling on the side, and it is also a unilateral massacre.

Such an ending is within the expectation of everyone.

It's not surprising.

The martial arts martial arts and martial arts, not to mention the martial arts who came from the lack of resources in Emperor Wuzhu, it is a normal thing.

"Bad guys, can't hurt my mother."

Xiaobao rushed to the deep pit, stretched out his hands to protect his mother, and the small figure could stand up.

He blew his teeth with red eyes.

At a small age, I know what hate.

He hated this group of people while the emperor's father was not bullying his mother.

I also hate myself in the face of strong strength.

He was stubborn around his neck, and his resoluteness was indestructible.

At this moment, the old rushed out, protecting Xiaobao behind him, staring at Wang Cheng: "You are eight feet of men, how can you bully the woman?"

"Wudao, regardless of men and women, only strength."

Wangcheng is cold and authentic.

"Isn't the meaning of becoming a strong person to punish evil and protect the weak?"

Chen Ling's eyes are red: "If the martial arts in the world are powerful to trample on the weak, is there still the need for this martial arts? The person who is born with a cheap person is destined to be bullied.

Standing under the sun? My mother once told me that the knife in her hand was used to protect her family and innocent people. By Wangcheng, I was willing to guarantee it with life. Sister Ye is a good person. She should not die to you.

Under the knife. If your knife needs to be sacrificed by blood, my old life, I would like to give it to you. "

Wang Cheng frowned.

He and Chen had a relationship with the old age, at the Zongmen Conference.

The reason why he was impressed was because the son of the old man was the son of the prince, but he was on the ground.

Those who have seen that, I am afraid that it is difficult to forget.

The teenager is as obedient as a dog.

"The master of a hundred ghosts must die." Wang Cheng said indifferently.

"Ling Tian Chen, request a death."

Old stubbornness.

Wang Cheng wanted to speak, and there was a little bit of surprise in his eyes.

Old, he claims to be a man of Lingtian ...

"Old!"

The familiar sound sounds, but with a bit of weakness.

But when I saw Jihe, who was carried, when Wang Cheng moved, he shouted: "You really think you are a good person.

You are not worthy of standing on the road of martial arts. "

Chen Ling was trembling with five thunder, and he was trembling. A violent current fluctuated from the inspiration to the heart, and then spread from the heart to the limbs of the limbs. Even the fingertips were trembling and cold.

He twisted his head mechanically and looked at the tightly wrapped healing soft cloth on the stretcher outside the door, and his eyes were covered with clear blood wires.

"What did you say?"

Chen asked.

"Have you never found it, is there ashes in the food?"

"That's right, that's the ashes of your mother."

"It is ridiculous, you still want to pick the ice soul flower back, no one is waiting for you after picking it back."

"I watched your mother burn into ashes by the fire."

"When she died, she didn't even struggle, but she cried, do you know, she cried, only crying and shouting your name."

"..."

A sound of sound, like the sound of the magic sound.

The old man stepped back step by step, his eyes widened so much that he was cracking.
To be continued...