Dragon-Marked War God

Everyone took a breath of air, and it looked like they were all babbling this doll, and she showed up and taught everyone a lesson, little girl, which is not a good thing.

“Shit, Akizuki is dead, we're not next, are we? ”

“Think about what? We are now at the end of the crossbow, and people don't even care about our lives or our deaths. ”

“Let's hope so, her goal seems to be Jiangdu and the reincarnated Buddha. ”

Xueqian walked towards the river dust step by step.

“Hand over the Heavenly Dragon Sword, Zulong Tower, everything is motherly. ”

Xueqian looked at the river and dust coldly. At that moment, the heart of the river and dust was also slightly shaken. How could it be? Even Xueqianyi doesn't know what her Zulong Tower and everything is, who is she? Or who is behind it and how do you know him so well?

“Who are you? ”

Jiangdu frowned and asked softly.

“If you don't, there's only one way to die. ”

Snowflake is apathetic.

“I really don't want to give these to you. If you can do this, you can do it yourself. ”

The river and dust ring stood on its chest, smiling lightly, the indifference of the corner of the mouth and the weight, intertwined, making him incredibly confused. Who could have such great skill? Few people know their ancestral dragon tower. They know that he is the mother of all things. Even more so, he is like the horn of Phoenix. Only his closest ones know, but she is like several jeans.

“Okay, then I'll have you! ”

Snow Qian stepped out, sword Feng Dou shifted like a star, pointing straight at the river dust.

Jiangdust moved in retreating, and Tianlong's sword trembled. At this moment, he still had to fight once to give himself a chance to live.

“Does this guy still have the power to fight? It's incredible. ”

“Yeah, it's incredible how this guy got hurt a few times and can still fight this woman. ”

“The only explanation is his resilience, which must be very hegemonic, otherwise it will not be possible in such a short period of time to fight continuously, as if he were an immortal god of war. ”

Everyone has a sense of awe for Jiangdu, this guy is like an immortal god of war, at this time, at the last moment, he actually stood up again.

Even the bullies and the monks couldn't believe it, but he knew his brothers and was doomed not to let him down.

“Well done, Dusty. ”

And the tyrant and the sang roared, and cried out for the dust of the river.

Jiang Dun knows that this war is very difficult to fight, and regardless of whether he can beat Xue Qianyi, even if he wins, Jiang Dun will kill her, but if he is not invincible, he will most likely face a death trial.

“I hope you wake up! ”

Jiangdu looked at Xueqian and muttered, Xueqian frowned tightly. At that moment, there was only one belief in her heart, which was to kill Jiangdu.

Jiangdu held the Heavenly Dragon sword in his hand, and his sword was eight hundred feet across, interwoven with Xueqian. During this time, his strength has recovered to about 60%, at least against Xueqian, so it doesn't have to be so difficult.

“Sword 13! ”

“Sword 14! ”

“Sword 15! ”

Jiangdu swordsmanship is amazing, momentum swallowed, Snow Qianfeng embraces the Long Dragon, Jade Sword Star Peak, force split Huashan, sword bark array shouting! Intertwined with the sword of Jiangdu, the two people are actually evenly divided in the autumn color. This scene makes people become suppressed again. There is no one they look down on more than Jiangdu. If dragged to this moment, maybe Jiangdu can really reverse the situation, this guy's sword, like the sickle of death, takes more life!

No one dares to dwarf the river and dust, the battle between the two people continues to escalate, not only the impact, but also the sword strength of the river and dust has become stronger. Strong when faced, it has always been the best play of the river and dust. This time, nature will not fall behind, and the attack with Snow Qian is almost completely flat. At one time, it is difficult for anyone to do anything with anyone, Jiangdu's sword XV, but it is also repeated to repel Snow Qian Ying, but Snow Qian Ying is not easy to relate to. Her sword method is delicate and unimaginable.

“Such swordsmanship in the world, comparable to my sword without frontiers, really opened my eyes. ”

Jiang Dun thought of it, but the battle against Xueqianying did not fall.

“It's time to let you know who's the real hegemony. ”

The corner of the river and dust mouth rose slightly, and the battle between the two entered the stage of white heat. At that moment, the river and dust were ready to show the real means, seriously hurting the snow. Under both highly concentrated battle conditions, Jiangdu's magic trick will surely work wonders, even if it cannot kill Xueqianyi, then it will surely be able to hit her again.

But there are drums in Jiangdu's heart. He doesn't know whether Xueqian still has a soul or not. It should be seen in her eyes that she is not dead. In other words, she is not a puppet. If she is not a puppet, she has her own soul, then there is room for spirituality.

“Dead souls kill! ”

Jiangdu suddenly burst out a horrible soul mindset, instantly swept Snow Qianqiao. At that moment, Snow Qianxiu frowned, his face changed greatly, and he was pale and bloodless. He was directly severely traumatized by Jiangdu's prodigy. He flew backwards, and the power of the whole human soul was severely traumatized. In a short time, it must be extremely difficult to recover.

“Pfft - Pfft -”

Two consecutive bites of blood erupted, the face of Snow Qianqian was also shady to the extreme, the body of Jiangdu, also became extremely weak, now Jiangdu is standing up, it is already a bit difficult, because the people he has to deal with, the soul realm is also extremely strong, if there is no absolute certainty, Jiangdu will not do it, otherwise it is possible to steal chicken not to etch rice, people who regret it, are themselves.

“Finally beat you? ”

The corner of Jiangdu mouth smiled with a bitter smile, not knowing whether it was joy or anguish. Xueqian was deeply traumatized and temporarily lost his fighting power, but Jiangdu felt that this battle did not seem to be over.

“What an impressive boy. ”

Outside the Big Snow Mountain vulture hole, a monk with a bloody ribbon on his head, a slight creep in the corner of his mouth and a cold look on his face. No one knows that he exists, no one knows that there's a man outside this big snowy mountain vulture hole who seems to dominate everything here.

When he raised his head slowly, his eyes were empty. He was a blind man, a monk who was blind and blind, and his ways and breath seemed to transcend all worlds.

“It would be pointless if violence was not intended to kill. ”