Emperor of Taikoo

Feel the killing of the opposite people, Lu Dynamic eyes are cold, step by step, raising your hand, is a slap.

At the same time, the man looked at the slap in which the broken sound was swept, did not fear, revealed a mortal ridicule, and a murder of the Senior.

The person is smirk in his heart, but he is the saints and eight remedies, and it is more than enough to deal with the seven weeks of saints.

"Kid, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" He said with a little smile.

however.

Next moment, his face was suddenly changed, because he found him failed, and it was wrong.

He actually avoided the attack of Lu Chen, and he only glanced at the slap in which the broken voice was swept, and quickly enlarged in his sight ...

To the end.

Snapped!

Signatureful.

The solid slap, directly let his cheeks instantly red swollen, ear deaf, dizziness, and a paint in the line of sight.

Senseless!

Everyone in the city saw this scene, and it was also stunned. Obviously, the scene has exceeded their expectations.

Some people dare to shoot Ziyang Zong disciples?

Moreover, it is successful!

Under the eyes of everyone shocked, the purple Yang Zong disciple lifted the red and swollen cheeks. He looked at land dust, and the sound contained that it was difficult to suppress anger and humiliation.

"Do you dare to hit me?"

There is no expression in the land, looking at Ziyang Zong disciples, the eyes full of grievances, the eyes are flashed, raising their hands and then slap!

"How do you hit you?"

"Ziyang Zong, is it very powerful?"

The voices of the indifferent sound came out with this slap.

This time, Ziyang Zong disciples have prepatip, but he is saddened, even if he is ready, he still can't open.

what happened?

He is shocked and angry in his heart, you must know, he is a genuine a truth of the saints ...

At this moment, in the face of the whistling, he found that his body seems to be extra slow, it is actually avoided.

"Snapped!"

A palm of power, directly let Ziyang Zong disciples will take a step back, and then under the eyes of everyone, the foot is slippery, the wolf is sitting in the ground.

Seeing the scene of Ziyang Zong disciples extremely wolf, the people outside the city did not hold back, smile, laughing.

Listening to the low sort of laughing around, the laughter is so harsh, Ziyang Zong disciples only feel a bad chest, igniting an angry flame in his eyes.

He is the Pis Yang Zong disciple, the saints eight weighing, before the only one of him in front of him, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe the ants, at this moment, I dare to laugh at him, this means something, he is the clearer.

It is all in front of it, and he makes yourself!

If you don't look back in the venue today, you will not only be the face of him.

Moreover, he has a face to continue to stay in Tianyun Shencheng.

"Kid, you have successfully angered me, give me death!"

Under the anger, Ziyang Zong disciples jumped, a drunk,

With the clause of this sword, the pounds of the pounds in his body did not retain the swept, and the sword was even condensed, and the swords were condensed.

The sword is broken, with unparalleled fierce trends, turning down the head of the dust.

Lu Chen looked at the roar coarse swords, and the eyes were calm. When the time, the body was turned into a residue, but it was easy to avoid the sword with incredible speed. The attack of Mang.

A sword fell, Ziyang Zong disciples were shocked, and the vitality of the vitality was crazy. When I was preparing to continue to attack, I saw that Lu Dynasty stepped forward, directly bulky him, then put the palm, lightning At his wrist.

"Hey!"

The skeletal fragments sounded.

Ziyang Zong disciples have been eating, screaming, and the long sword in hand is falling off.

The land of the land is fast, and the right hand is proud, it is quasi-to-keep the long sword, and then in the eyes of Purple Puri disciples, the wrist is shaking, the long sword is a cold light, which is flashing from his waist.

"!"

The cloth torn sound.

The sword scabbed in the waist of the Purple Yangzong disciple flew up, and then held by a big hand.

"!"

The sword into the sheath!

Lu Dutu was carefully played a long sword. Although the long sword was not a seven-star soldier, but the quality, but in the crushed sword, he was a good long sword. He couldn't use it, but for Yan Shaoqing and others. Still is most suitable.

Holding the sword, looks to the face of the face, the body is stignted on the Ziyang Zong disciple of the original place, said: "You have a sword to me, I should take your life, but I have a good mood today, I will spare you. But the crime of death can be escaping, I left the long sword, I left your own money. "

Ziyang Zong disciple is not angry, and the heart is a feminine festival after a robbery. Just, Lu Chen stabbed the sword. He is really very cut to death, he is not suspicious, as long as Lu Dust pair He moved to the heart, he is now afraid that it has been in the bloody.

At the time of Ziyang Zong disciples, when I was lucky, I came again, I came to Lu Chen's indifferent sound. "Don't provoke me, otherwise, the next time is not a belt, but your neck head."

Ziyang Zong disciples couldn't help but hit it, only the body is cool, and the body is cold. He looks down, only to find that his belt is turned off, and his pants lose the belt to bind the belt, there is no sound and slipped. Go to the leg, exposed two furry thighs.

The hand is busy with the pants. He heard the low and low thief came, and suddenly the face was red, and it was ashamed and angry. A bloodstream straight brain door, and the fear of land was also rushed here.

"Today is that I am in my skill, I am shameful by you, I can't say, but before you leave, I need to remind you that Tianyun Shencheng has been more chaotic, and it is best to be careful after entering the city ..."

The next sentence, Ziyang Zong disciples only feel comfortable, the shame seems to be diluted with this sentence, but he did not find that it is preparing to bring the moon shadow cat to land, footsteps is also Moth.

"Do you know, I was originally not ready to kill you, but you said, let me change my idea."

Lu Chen looked up at Ziyang Zong disciple, and there was a murder in the tone.

Feeling the killing of the self-serving, Ziyang Zong disciples have a heart, and then retreats, and the color is in the heart: "Little son, I am a disciple of Ziyang, do you dare to kill me?"

"I said before, is Ziyang Zong very powerful? I want to take Ziyang Zong, you are wrong, but also wrong, so you still go to death."

After that, Lu Chen quickly pulled the sword.

Sway.

fast!

This sword is very fast!

Ziyang Zong disciples were shining, and the heart was turned away, because he could hide at all.

"Hey!"

The sharp blade cuts the body of the flesh.

Ziyang Zong disciples only feel cold, then, he felt that he flew up and saw the indifference of the look, saw it ... I have a headless body.

The headless body, so familiar, it seems to be ...

Reconscious here to come to you!

Next, it is the endless darkness.

"!"

The sword into the sheath!

Quiet!

In addition to the Tianyun Shencheng, the noise suddenly disappeared, and it became the same silence.

Snooked!

A shocked eyes were shocked, and I looked at the headless body.

Ziyang Zong disciple, dead? !

I really dare to kill the disciples of Ziyang ...

"!"

Under the eyes of everyone, the headless body swayed and then fell.

At this moment, the original dead atmosphere was broken, and the screams rushed.