Eldest Miss Divine Calculation

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The corner of Qiqiu, revealing a bitter smile, he didn't know how long he still persisted, he was even afraid, when the law was more and more weak, the strength gradually fell into the realm, he was likely to be dragged by the other party. I can't die under the sword in the Tang Dynasty.

... all people, probably only posture is the easiest way, with that pair to wear thousands of transmate, and there is also the "demon sword killing"

He fully occupied the active on the field.

The strange figure is like a thousand swordsmanship, and the hands in the hands of the long sword spines out again and again, refers to the key to the other party.

On Lu Lei, I can't see the previous confidence. The face is cold and long, and the legs are clamped from time to time. The posture is unexpected.

He is afraid, everyone can see it, the land is really scared.

This is not surprising, as long as it is a man, it will be afraid of the priests of the ghosts that have a buddhism, but the ghosts.

Don't say Lu, every time when a long sword stab, even the audience sitting in the predecessors will not help but clamp the legs, as if there is a cold scraping.

The latter is not dare to let the posture is close to the body, only to make the whole force, once again show "Thousand Machine Instruments"

, Under the front of a huge sword net.

Sword skills originally used to attack unexpectedly, at this moment, it turned entirely to defense swords, even he felt wrote.

It can be seen, this sword skills are extremely large, and he has been soaked with cold sweat, and even the hand of the sword is slightly trembled.

The posture of the face is also very good, revealing a pathological dead.

The thousands of thousands of the other person will be greatly lost. His demon and demon swords are not small. At this time, he is not far from the end of the strong.

Although so far, the two of the two scars were there, and even the hair did not have a broken, but no one can see that the battle between them is more dangerous.

If the posture is the first to exhaust the gas, or you will die in the shadow of the sword, it is likely to die without the whole corpse, and the other party will become a blood clip.

As long as the land is unreasonable, it is absolutely unbearable, or the dead should not be so miserable, but it must be more sad reminder. After all, the position of each sword is not so yet.

For a man, no matter where the battleground is still in the fair match, it is not a tragic. Since the corpse is 10,000 sections, it can be said to death, but if the posture of the sword is stabbed, I am afraid that I can't lift my ghost.

Looking at each sword two people who lived in life, everyone's heart mentioned the eyes of the throat.

... The sword is very angry, the loudspeak, and the cold smoke will be shocked by Jing Jian. He has retired to the edge of the trial. Flow, reddish her white robe.

"Mu Chi, or refuse to make your strongest sword?"

Even the attack, finally hurt the intake of the meridians of the cigarette, the Jing Jian finally recovered some self-confidence, and said coldly.

"It should be broken.

Mu cold smoke looked at the blood of the blood, and she had arrived at the grooming of life and death. She took a deep breath.

The flowers and others have obviously do their best, how long has been supported, and it cannot be delayed again.

Moreover, she can't support it.

"That, let us lose a sword.

Jing Jian is waiting for this moment, it has been waiting for a long time.

"Star, eight wild!

The cold smoke raised the long sword.

This is the strongest blow, and the last blow.

Unsuccessful, then Cheng Ren, she has no other choice.

"Killing, sword!

It is said that the

"brush!

At the same time, the two swordsmanship, as if the heavens and the earth must be crushed under their swordsmanship.

In the eyes of Jing Jian, burning the flame of the bears, the war, and burned to the extreme.

The power of the Temple of Temple has also been projected to the extreme, all of them holding his body.

This is the last sword, he has absolute confidence, this sword will kill the cold smoke, so there is no need to worry about Qin Bauan.

On the face of Jing Jian, there is a brutal smirk, as if I have seen the scenes of Mu Chi's tragic sword, as if he heard the people under the stage, as if I saw my father's feeling of happiness.

After killing Mu Hai, I got the trendy star. After the strength improved, I was connected with my father. Yuejia has no one can stop their ambition, and the Wushu family will get the horses, and in the future, he will sit in the end. Under the dragon chair, overlooking the thousands of peers.

At this moment, the figure of the mulking cigarette suddenly disappeared.

Movement of the touch!

For the mushrooms of the cold smoke, the Jing Jian is unfamiliar, just in the day of Mu Junran, Wu Taoxiong closed the heart of her, and started to collect her information around her information.

Unlike the name of the speech, the Mu Chiko is also famous in An Yunguo, although An Yun is on the other two countries, but there is still a businessman through the two countries through the West Qin or North Qi, to listen to her news Not difficult.

Therefore, the Jing Jian absolutely a cold smoke has some understanding, knowing that he is moving with the touch.

Jing Jian is cold and cold, this trick, dealing with others may be effective, used to deal with him, not too small to see him.

Others may not know, he is clear, when the color of the homogenous homogenesis is completed, the moment of reproduces the shadow is the moment of her weakest.

He has completely bounced on his own body at this time, and the power is originally powered by the cold smoke. She actually dares to show the replacement, isn't it to die? Others may capture the fighters that will not be missed, but how can he miss it? Jing Jian is a sword, and the sword is also slightly hit, and it is ready to cope with the cold smoke.

"moron!

At this moment, in his ear, suddenly came from the cigarette sneer.

The Jing Jian was absolutely slight, and it seems to be thinking about what is strong, and I will have my heart again.

The words just fell, the figure of the cold smoke also reappeared in the field of view, but it was not as expected, but flying back, the so-called star riped is the ultimate sword. I have already received it back by her.

Obviously, the cold smoke did not have a thinner with him a sword.