Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Where is her insult, a girl who has not been out of the cabinet?

It's just that I feel the power of the other's big star position.

She resisted the swirling mist in her eyes and retracted it a little bit.

"Can't trouble Xia Lang." She was shaking in her heart and her fingers were deeply pinched into the flesh.

But his face was trying to be calm.

"Old beast! The dog master fights with you!" Qiu Qiu stared at the dog and growled.

Why do you insult the pity star like this?

But, Lian Xing reached out to stop him, so he pretended to be relaxed: "Dead dog, I didn't say anything, I'm worried about you."

Hate, hatred, iron: "He insults you like that, aren't you angry?"

Lian Xing shrugs indifferently: "What's angry? Just one sentence, where do you need to be angry?"

Qiu Qiu couldn't understand it.

If such an insult, Lian Xing actually endured!

Yu Yin saw it.

Put on a clean cassock, pursed her lips and sneered: "Little damsel! Next time, don't do anything to hook people down!"

Lian Xing's lips squeezed together, and the flesh shivered slightly.

Infinite humiliation and anger are suppressed inwardly.

But she persevered and calmed down without saying a word.

"Uncultivated wild girl, if you don't know what to say if you ask me?" Yuyin shouted, "Can't you hook people next time?"

Lian Xing's fists clenched tighter.

But feeling the powerful aura of Master Yuyin, he shook his head: "No."

She can be free from fear.

But Xia Qingchen cannot be affected by this.

A corner of Yuyin's mouth hooked up: "Then you have to close the doors and windows tightly, so cheap!"

What if they see through his scheme?

A group of things with no background.

Don't you want to be a dingy wild dog under the dignity of the master?

"Master, let's go." Yu Yin glanced at Xia Qingchen, withdrawn his eyes contemptuously, and turned to Liuliu respectfully.

The latter whispered and collected the powerful star power.

Turned around.

Lian Xing lowered his head, tears of undisputed tears twirled in his eyes.

She tried not to let them flow out, but she still crossed her cheeks uncontrollably.

The humiliation and helplessness in her heart made her feel lonely.

Yes, at this time.

A palm rested gently on her shoulder: "How do you want him to die? Tell the master."

Lian Xing quickly wiped away her tears and whispered: "The wind is fascinated by the eyes, how can I be in trouble?"

She lifted her face and tried to make a smile.

Can't really laugh.

A tear mark and a stiff expression on his face.

"Then, let me decide for you." Xia Qingchen said lightly.

Leap forward.

Lian Xing immediately grabbed him: "Xia Lang, I'm really okay!"

Xia Qingchen didn't look back, said lightly: "But I have something to do! My people, the insult will die!"

Death word clang.

Just like a sharp sword, she announced the coming of death.

Xia Qingchen was in a phantom figure, one hundred feet in one step, and immediately caught up with the two.

Feeling the strong and unusual airflow behind them, they both looked back in surprise.

But see Xia Qingchen actually has a big star-level body style!

Holding a broken sword in his hand, he screamed.

"You dare!" Liu Qing never thought, Xia Qingchen dare to face the sword in his face.

"Vajra fingers!" Liu Qing fingered, trying to compete with Duanjian.

Unexpectedly.

Xia Qingchen suddenly abandoned the sword.

The sword flew on its own, and stab the clear neck with more rapidity.

The latter was startled.

Finally felt the weirdness of the broken sword, it seems that this sword is extremely sharp!

He hurriedly coped.

Xia Qingchen swept to Yuyin in one step.

Yuyin felt bad and quickly moved closer to Liuqing, trying to escape with his power.

"Do you think it can go away?" Xia Qingchen sucked in the air.

The powerful air sucked Yuyin back.

Yuyin's eyes rolled.

When he was about to be sucked into Xia Qingchen's hands, he shook his palm and shook a sharp blade from his sleeve gown.

To Xia Qingchen's abdomen, stabbed secretly.

Yes, not yet stabbed.

Xia Qingchen's palms were on his back, and he flew.

Yu Yin rolled in place and stood up unharmed.

Except for some back pain, there was no harm.

"Huh! The strength is barely strong, fighting me is far worse." Yu Yin said.

Suddenly the brow furrowed, and then his face twisted quickly and painfully.

Then he knelt down on the ground, breathless.

After a while, he fell to the ground and twitched.

Visible to the naked eye, his back was silent and exploded.

That is the power of the mentality of "Seven Stars."

Breaking into the human body can explode and damage the enemy from the inside out.

"Yuyin!" is yelling uncontrollably against the clear flow of the broken sword.

The power of a large star position exploded.

Turn it into a little at your fingertips.

Click--

Suddenly, Broken Sword was hit back.

And it broke into four pieces again.

This sword was originally stuck together, not stable, and is now hit by the big star.

The sticky part can't bear it, so it splits naturally.

Liu Qingjiao fluttered, his eyes wide open: "You killed the most promising disciple of this temple!"

Xia Qingchen withdrew his four broken sword fragments without expression, saying indifferently: "I think, before caring about him, you better care about yourself first."

With a move in his palm, he took out Xiaodanlu.

Even if it is exposed to the existence of sky fire.

He will eliminate the flow at all costs!

Liu Qing is extremely angry: "Lao Qun can't spare you!"

"Who can't you spare?" But a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked around.

Surprised to find out.

Around, I do not know when nine mysterious monks from Jinyuan Temple appeared.

Among them, there is a white-browed old man standing with a negative hand.

Who is the host of Jingyuan Temple?

Liu Qing immediately collected the anger on his face and regained his warm color: "Several donors are being saved, so the host misunderstood."

Jingyuan Chan Temple presided over, the look was calm.

He looked deeply into Liu Liuqing, and said, "Liuqing, fullness is a loss, and everything is better than ever."

Liu Qing shocked.

The hosts all talked about this, it is best to stop here.

Looking at the jade sounds of death, he insisted: "Xia Qingchen's heart is poisonous. I think he has the appearance of a devil. If I don't sink this scale, the future will definitely be a scourge."

The host said indifferently: "Xia Qingchen is a guest of the poor monk."

"You want to cover him?" Liu Qing's eyes narrowed. "Cloud Buddha, don't think that my Fengyin Temple has fallen, you can press me, don't forget, our Fengyin Temple inherits a third of the Buddha's relics."

"Without our Fengyin Temple, it is impossible to find that place."

Wen Yan.

The Gujing waveless face hosted by the host, rarely a trace of fluctuation.

"Are you sure, to offend me for an outsider?" Liu Qing shouted.

Host silently.

After pondering for a long time, he slowly said: "Lao Qu is acting only for peace of mind. Lord Xia is kind to the temple and cannot tolerate you."

Liu Qing looked gloomy: "Okay, okay, okay! In that case, Heavenly Punishment Excalibur, Jingyuan Temple will never want to know where!"

The speaker is unintentional.

The listener intends.

Xia Qingchen was shocked.

Heavenly punishment Excalibur?

The three great palliants, know the whereabouts of the Heavenly Punishing Excalibur?

Tomorrow evening