The last finger of hateful water towards Zhen Xiao has fallen!
However, the slender girl where his eyes were focused was not as ugly as the countless ants who had died under his palms. She cried bitterly, trembled all over, begged for mercy, and looked ugly.
She has a majestic expression and a straight waist.
After emptying out the magic weapon from the storage bag, he held the animal fang in his hand and rushed towards him ridiculously!
You are trying to use your arms as a chariot, and you know that all this is a meaningless struggle. Why bother with pretense?
He grinned, Hate Shui wanted to laugh but didn't make a sound because his heart had been touched.
Countless tall men were not so fearless and brave before their death.
He saw a potential in this girl.
Once a force has the opportunity to grow, it will have tremendous potential!
This will not only touched the heartstrings of Hatred Water, but also caused the two black flying blades that had clearly flown over Baiquan to tremble violently behind the clouds in the sky.
The two blades had always been walking together, but in an instant their blades were facing each other, fighting with all their strength!
Ping ping ping pong!
After ten moves, the reddish-colored blade kicked the weaker one away, then turned around and ran towards the vast forest in excitement!
Why is it too urgent to fry each other?
Why is it too urgent to fry each other!
After defeating Black Sword, he was so angry that he was jumping up and down, but he was no longer in a hurry. He was hovering in the sky as if in deathly silence.
There is a fierce fight in the forest, and the battle situation has been decided.
The power of the consecrated demonic cultivator is terrifying.
Although Zhen Xiaoxiao poured out all the messy objects in Yinzhou's storage bag to intercept Zhi Feng, after the stone table and jade pot were broken one by one, the strength of the black finger light did not diminish at all.
Death is coming.
Now, the only thing standing between Zhen Xiaoxiao and Zhi Feng is a large walnut wood standing cabinet that looks very heavy.
After it breaks, the next second should be the scene of Zhen Xiao falling to the ground and dying.
However, at this moment, a black and red long knife fell from the sky!
It escaped at an extremely fast speed, leaving a faint afterimage in the air. It grabbed the black finger light and struck Zhen Xiao's chest with a bang!
Bang!
The strong back force even after the knife penetrated her chest, dragged her slender body backwards for a hundred meters, and nailed her to a tree with a bang! Crisp and neat.
Depend on!
Kill someone and still get someone to rob him?
¡°When I saw the really small corpse hanging on the tree, I was so filled with hatred that I vomited blood I always felt like I was taking a big sigh of relief, and I couldn¡¯t even vomit smoothly.
Damn it! Who is this short-sighted person? Stand up and let me take a good look!
He made a cracking sound with his fingers, but he didn't know that at this moment, an old and majestic voice echoed in Zhen's little ears.
"My Taoist tradition can only be obtained by those who are strong-willed, ambitious and courageous, move forward indomitably, use the sword to transform into demons, and seal the sword to become a saint!"
Boom boom boom boom!
I felt like there was an angry thunder coiling in the sea of ??consciousness. In an instant, countless top-notch Qi-condensing formulas, mind- and body-refining secrets, sword shadows and sword lights, inherited techniques all flooded into my memory like a tide.
The little eyes are empty and gray, but every cell in the body is screaming in pain and excitement!
So cool!
What a great opportunity!
Everything happened between lightning and flint. While Zhenxiaoxiao was trying his best to absorb the power of the black knife, the wind, the killer finger that hated water, had just broken through the heavy standing cabinet rolling in the wind.
With the sound of wood chips flying, a strange object suddenly flew out of the torn cabinet
I saw a white, round, fat man rolling out of the cabinet with a ball of ten thousand-year-old ice soul in his arms.
The black finger wind hit his butt.
I don¡¯t know what the flesh is made of. At this time, the flesh and blood should obviously be disintegrating, but it is strangely strong as a shield and as smooth as fat.
With a squeaking sound, he flicked the wind out of his finger!
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