Monarch of Evernight

On the other side of the aisle, a figure in blue appeared, cold and arrogant, like a frosty peak.

“He really didn't want to wait. You were smart enough, but unfortunately he wasn't lucky enough to wait for me.” Li Manlan Dao.

“Who are you?” Robinson's face was heavy. He never heard that the Empire also had such a number, such as Lee Man-lan, a distinguished and powerful man, who should have been registered in the Dark Kingdom long ago.

Lee Manlan did not answer Robinson's interest at all. He looked beyond the famous blood count and landed on the body of Thousand Nights. He said: "The last time you hurt my hand, I've been thinking about this. Your sword makes me look forward to not wasting it on this piece of crap. “

Why has Robinson ever suffered such an insult? He was furious and drank: “I am the oldest clan from the Holy Blood..."

“I know. Isn't that Paz? If that son of yours, or the Marquis, came, I'd take it seriously. As for guys like you who don't have much potential for promotion, they're all rubbish! ”

Robinson stopped saying much, the sword struck, and walked towards Lee Manlan. It is an insult to his family name and must be cleaned with blood. And as Count of the Paz clan, Robinson is not afraid of any challenge from his peers, which is the minimum confidence of the twelve ancient clan bloodlines.

Li Fenlan swung the cold moon cage sand, and the water shone on the blade. In a moment, the room clustered into a light blue cold, pounding at Robinson's head.

Robinson drank loudly and the blood fluttered on his sword, like a blood pitch, rushing towards the cold.

Intersecting moments, the bright red pitch was instantly frozen, and the invisible blood gas turned to ice cream and the tablet fell.

Robinson's face was instantly pale and he could barely see the bloody light in his eyes, his body filled with white mist and immediately formed a thin layer of ice cream. His blood was almost completely overwhelmed and his body was severely damaged during the recent confrontation, which could be described as complete defeat.

In front of Robinson's miserable face, Li Fenlan, seemingly insistent, laughed proudly and said, “I haven't done my best! ”

Robinson had some difficulty even talking: "You! If it weren't for that sword..."

“Sword?” Li Fenlan swung the cold moon cage and said, “This sword, you can't afford to dump a family miscarriage. So you're still a loser, otherwise why don't you get a better sword to fight me? ”

Robinson stared at her eyes and struggled to move her footsteps, trying to fight Li Manlan. But he just took a step, suddenly a scream, suddenly bleeding flames on his arms and legs, the blood gas burned in the bear.

“The Beast... will...” was not finished, and Robinson fell down and turned into a bloody torch.

Li Fenlan looked at Thousand Nights and smiled with an unspeakable smell: "You must be the Zhao family's Thousand Nights, it's time for us. ”

He frowned slightly at night and measured him up and down. This opponent made him completely elusive and extremely handsome, but he lost a few points of English martial arts and a few more points of glamour. When he laughed, his eyes flowed like a wave of water, like he could speak, and he wanted to rip people's souls away.

But if you look closely, you can see that there is no laughter in his eyes. Those flickering lights, they're not water waves, they're swords and killers.

“Are you an empire?” Thousand Nights Ask.

“Of course.”

Twins frowned even tighter at night: “If it's the Empire, now doesn't seem like the time to do it. Wait till it's too late. ”

“You mean deal with the Dark Race first?” Li Fenlan laughed, "such a word is just a lie to fools. Whenever we are on the Empire side, on the dark race side, there is no shortage of civil strife. Cut the crap, I want to fight you, I have to fight, I have to fight, I have to fight! ”

Thousands of nights didn't say much, holding Dongyue with his hands, lifted slowly, the silver patterned sheet on the blade flash lit. Seeing Li Manlan's sword intentions, it can be seen that he is as stubborn as his martial arts. What such a person determines will not change his mind.

Li Fenlan focused on Dongyue's undeveloped force, but frowned. Suddenly, the sword was a little farther away. A blue light hua with fine hair instantly shot at Dongyue Sword Feng. Ding, suddenly two Divine Soldiers really exchanged a blow, which caused Dongyue to tremble, the sword's colored force rose, and a golden light appeared.

Thousands of nights were astonished, just now the blow was to the extreme, the freezing air contained was extremely superior, bad click on the force attached to Dongyue. Li Manlan's frost cold force was only a little worse in attributes than Dawn's Qiming, but it was too strong in quantity. It was just a test blow, making Dongyue almost impossible to grasp for a thousand nights.

Li Fenlan glanced, but frowned slightly. "You do have a wound, and it's not too light. There are only a few swords, how can you play this? ”

Thousand nights face without any expression, but also curious about Li Lan's identity, with just one blow, can see through his current state, this ability is quite small. In addition to having intelligence similar to the real field of view, the martial arts realm of this young man in blue must have reached a very high altitude.

Li Wanlan's eyebrows quickly unfolded. "Well, I won't take too much advantage of you either. Let's just play it like this! ”

Saying that he didn't care what the reaction was, it was a sword cut remotely into the throat of a thousand nights. The cold moon cage moved in the sand, and a blue water sword light was already in front of it.

This sword is so fast, even the reaction speed of thousands of nights can not give way. With the basic sword skill of a thousand hammers and the battle instinct of death and blood battle, he raised Dongyue in front of the throat, blocking the blue light.

Ding, the blue light blew on Dongyue, turns out to be just a tiny piece of ice. But the thousand nights were full of tremors, a few steps backwards, and a thin layer of ice cream all over his face. But unlike Robinson, a thousand nights of body shock and frost crumble like snowflakes on a snowy day.

This is not only a comparison of the forces, but also relies on the strength of the body to escape frozen gas. Li Wanlan's eyes lit up. “Interesting! ”

The cold moon cage sand temporal room waved several times, the sword was fast as lightning, almost blue light appeared in front of the thousand nights, and the sword power was in front of it. Under this attack frequency, any sword technique and any prediction fail. He does not look at the dazzling sword light, but can only resist the sword by instinctive reaction.

Dongyue waved a western stop in the Middle East at a thousand nights. It looked rather clumsy, seemingly clueless, but all together blocked the sword.

“Good sword!” Lee Man-lan was very praiseworthy.

He stepped forward, ten meters step by step, the tip of the sword had risen, and had already lit the tip of his nose for a thousand nights!

This sword is almost insoluble. Thousand nights in Dongyue's hand, even more so than Li Manlan's sword speed. He ignored the sword stabbed face to face. Dongyue waved obliquely, sweeping towards Li Fenlan's waist. This is the same method of attribution, Li Manlan sword can pierce Thousand Nights head, but he will also be cut off by Thousand Nights waist.

Li Fenlan suddenly loosened the cold moon cage sand and reached out on Dongyue Sword Feng. If the lightless heavy sword is squeezed hard, it is biased towards one side. He moved as fast as lightning, as smooth as a cloud of water. After striking out, he grabbed the handle of his sword and continued to stab forward. The cold moon cage sand was as if it had never stopped.

Thousand Nights wrist hard, Dongyue Sword Feng sinks smoothly through his palm, the tip of the sword into the ground. Immediately, he grabbed the handle of the sword and swayed it. Dongyue cut it off like a knife to Li Fenlan. As long as Dongyue Jianfeng brings him here, Li Manlan will not be able to protect his legs.

Lee Manlan weighed the advantages and disadvantages and had to step back to avoid Dongyue, but how could he be forced back so easily? When changing his gait, he reached for the handle of a sword with cold moon cage sand. Water Blue Ice Sword took off again, but this time he flew up, circled in the air, and cut himself into the brain after a thousand nights. At the same time, he allowed Dongyue Sword Feng to pass, ravaged him and attacked him with his bare hands.

At this moment, Li Manlan and the Cold Moon Cage Sandman sword are separated, like two masters who cooperate with the tacit agreement, siege the thousand nights together.

Thousands of nights, as if they didn't care to be cut by a sharp blade like an ice knife, did not retreat, straight to Li Lan, instantly fought with him more than a dozen memories, which avoided the cold moon cage sand coming from the rear. On the way to the displacement, a thousand nights backhand copied, holding Dongyue like an eye behind his back, cross sword in front of him.

Li Fenlan was not relaxed and chased to the thousand nights. As his body passed through the cold moon cage sand, his shoulders shrugged slightly and touched lightly on the blade plane. Ice sword actually rolled in the air, again chopping to the thousand nights.

This is a battle that has never been fought in a thousand nights. Li Manlan and the cold moon cage sand are time-sharing. More often than not, the sword is not in hand. However, whether it refers to pointed shoulders or even cuff corners, any part of Lee Man-lan's body touches the cold moon cage sand, this sword is like gaining soul and life, and will be cut into a thousand nights from the perspective of banditry.

At this moment, man and sword suddenly became two different individuals, surrounded by a thousand nights of wild attack, and this tactic squeezed his escape changing space accordingly.

A thousand nights of settling response, in a small area of ​ ​ comfort and retreat, he tried several times to shoot down the cold moon cage sand, but whether a man is a sword, the offense is too fast and weird to organize a complete counterattack.

Perhaps Li Manlan is still slightly inferior to Zhao Jundu in tactics, and has not reached the perfect state of affairs like the latter. But Li Manlan is too fast, the attributes of the Force are weird and large, and the crystal sword itself is too sharp. Even if he sees the bloom, he can't take advantage of it, so his bloom won't become a bloom.

Between breaths, they've been fighting each other hundreds of times. Li Manlan's sword was diverted, and various secret martial arts blossomed like flowers in his hand, making people look flawless and suffocate a little.

Thousands of nights of fighting style is much rougher and more rustic. Flipping over and over is the fighting technique and basic sword technique in the military. Many times, even fighting technique is not counted, just to block east, a western punch.

However, this is the kind of clumsiness, but it can block all attacks by Lee Man-lan. Even if it is sometimes unstoppable, it will force Lee Man-lan to abandon his defeat and defeat.

At the time of the smooth strike, Li Fenlan turned one sword into two groups of blue currents, circling around the thousand nights, the offense such as the great Yangtze River Tao constantly. Thousands of nights are like boulders, still.

“Good sword! That's a great move! Interesting!” Li Manlan continued to praise.

At the height of the battle, Li Fenlan suddenly took a step back and stood 10 meters away. He watched the thousand nights with a chill. He didn't even see a drop of sweat beads on his forehead. Thousands of nights, his chest fluctuated rapidly, his face was pale and his breath was weak.

Li Manlan looked at Thousand Nights and suddenly said: “How do you look like you hurt the fundamentals? ”

Thousand nights were just silent, reaching over the handle of Dongyue's sword slanted into the ground, staring at Li Fenlan.

This is the most frightening enemy he has ever seen in his life, even Zhao Jundu, because the rank and weapon may be slightly inferior to the battle power, and this young man looks about the same age as Zhao Yuxue.

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Due to the recent busy affairs and small health and discomfort, I took a day off and owed it back.