Blessing the protagonist from Naruto

Pure white gratitude shines there.

The man seems to fall from the moon, and the moonlight is draded down, and the photo is put on her, and she has led her outline.

A female hands holding a double sword, gently hang, her appearance is like a legendary female Wuzhen.

The sacred dress, as well as the two swords like a wing, all the people who like the sword, she titled no one, no one knows.

The maid of the sophisticated maid is very powerful, let her three swords smash her shield, just that she is a sword nails on the ground, and when she is ready to cut her head, this person appeared.

Just relying on the momentum, let her shudder, have to be retired.

"Don't take the opportunity to solve me?" Fujiang asked.

"Thank you for your hand, with your own business, I really want to kill them, they are absolutely can't come."

The voice of her responded is like a song, which is elegant, echoating in the night.

"They can struggle, but I have not so good, but I didn't want to kill them at the beginning." Fujiang casually.

"Monster!" A lot of hard clothes, this sentence did not know a few times today.

"You you ... don't come over!"

"If you want to hurt your big lady, you will pass me this!"

The clutch of the bruises in Charlotte, as if I saw what the waste people were.

The long blade is covered, the maid Charlotte has just been smashed and scapula, and is smashed into the ground, but now the three people are intact station.

The damaged clothes and residual blood proves are just not an illusion.

In contrast, Fujiang is now miserable, the body is full of blood, and the whole person's breath falls to the bottom of the valley.

And all of this is a folk.

After the helper arrived, the prune of the opportunity launched a causal reflection, reflected his injury back to Fujiang.

Even her will use this to Benna and Charlotte.

She did not come up with this trick before, this is the first time, but she succeeded.

Three people's injuries reflected back to Fujiang, let her whole humanity into a broken rotten bag.

Before ten seconds, Fujiang is almost gas, and it may be dead at any time, but now, it is easy to talk about it, and it can be seen, and the wound that can be seen to see the visce of the viscence is healed.

This extraordinary recovery speed, so that the first time, I thought of vampires, and I didn't blame the sophistication of the ghost.

When she repeatedly sword once again, the dragon said with her, [Bimong] Between this, I thought he was lie, after all, the Dragon also seriously said that he was very concerned about it. And it also said that this is a dessert with him, how do you think that she is playing her.

Controlled the inner heart, "I first met, you are [Bimo] Ai Western? The world's strongest swordsman."

"Just, my nature is indeed [Big Wing]."

The woman affirmed the question of Fujiang, and then exposed some surprised look.

"Since you already know my identity, do you want to pull the sword? With your extent, you don't need to make a hand, you should understand, your gap is too big, and I am going to make a hand, I am too early to now."

Edwis surprised, after she appeared, the other party did not have a timid emotion, the war was high, just a pair of three, and there was no such emotion when they fight.

"What is stupid, is not a dream of every Swordsman? The peak is in front of you, then there is only one thing I have to do."

Injury, the strange ripple disappears from the skin, replaced by the eyelids, the green eyes, the red, the chivalrous, pointing to the pure white swordsman.

Is this this?

From she didn't know when, after the strongest swordsmanship in the world, challenged her, and she began to have a constant.

She is not a fight, I am still annoying, I will go out around the world, she is nothing to do with Xia Xueyuan, just lending here.

I can't avoid challenger claws from hiding this place.

How much is a bit tired?

"I ..."

"!"

The blade puts the knife in the ear, and the three sounds sound almost simultaneously, and the Fujiang talked to the front of Ed Wes.

The sword of the left hand moved forward, Jian Feng took the Fujiang's sword to the Fujiang 's sword.

"Stupid!" Second, the landing is what she can guess the next sword, the opponent is the world's strongest swordsman, actually uses such a straightforward way.

In the next moment, the film was bombarded with the dizza and Charlotte.

In the air, there is a burst of ripples.

Under the foot of Ed Wes, the two cracks extend out, extending to the half-mountain waist, giving people a feeling of being split.

Continuously stepping on the ground, get out of the explosive acceleration, in this state of the richest, even if the hill is also penetrated, cute Dewis has discharged all the impact to the ground.

"It's very heavy."

The power comes from the sword is like a gallop truck.

The action is directly and the rough is not awkward. Take the force step on the ground, but only leave shallow footprints, and there is no excess force dispersed.

The power is all blooms from the sword tip, not the feeling of arrows, and the feeling of passing through the level of conductive strength. It feels more like power from the sword tip.

This is not a simple sword, which also encompasses high magic control skills.

A sword let her know that this little girl in front of me doesn't need her for your hand.

The sword wipes the airflow at the speed of the ultra-defined specification, and the air is ignited in an instant, and the sword has approached the eyes of Fujiang.

The residual shadow of the naked eye is caught.

laugh!

Blood spraying out.

Edcomez retreats.

"Do you want to die!" Angry rebuked.

Blood naturally is not sprayed from Ed Wes, but she is also invested by Fujiang.

The eyes are observed, and they can be perceived to clear the trajectory of the sword to the mind, but the Fujiang does not make a counterattack, even the concentrated magic is not hurt.

Slightly biased to avoid impairment, let the sword fall, in the immersed position.

No, this is not fatal, it is really not good. I'm afraid, I'm slashing into the shoulders of Fujiang, cutting off the shoulder blade, almost cutting down the right arm, a lot of blood spray.

Muscle tightened clamping blade, swaying the knife in the same level, and forced Er Was.

When the sword pulled out, torn the wound, and the blood creek drove.

It's not different from suicide, just for the knife to meet Ed Wes.

"Dead? Who is it! I am not so weak!" The muscles around the wound creeps, rolling, and instantly recovery.

"Can you kill me! This is a chance of chance, there is no tight gain, I can have no effort! Take the time, I will accompany me here!" Fujiang once again rushed.