Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

The whole treasure is because Jun is coming, but it is boiling.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the color of the color, the tone of the light: "Don't fight, because I feel unnecessary, shoot you, not more troublesome than shooting a flies."

"Jun Xiaoyao, less in that, thinking that I have died, is it invincible?" Yang Yukiho said.

He believes that Jun Xiaoyao is confident because it is easy to kill him.

"Oh ..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled and didn't say anything.

His energy is resistant, Yang Zi will understand.

Yang Ping's eyes are swearing.

With his violent personality, I can't help but launch a battle.

But when I think I have to compete for the position of the horse, Yang Pan is temporarily pressed.

After waiting for the position of the horses, he will challenge Jun Xiaoyao, and it is in the top of the Forbidden.

Jun Xiaoyao is obviously the idea of ​​knowing Yang.

He didn't care early, and the result would not have any changes.

Seeing the two people who have been extinguishing, the monks are still sigh.

The appearance of Jun Xiaoyao is too strong, and the invincible of the championship will be directly destroyed.

However, they are also very curious, will Jun Xiaoyao will participate in the competition of horses?

Jun Xiaoyao came to the side of the monarch.

"God!" The Jun Sword and others are arched, and the eyes are also happy.

They have also been annoyed by those rumors recently.

And Jun Xiaoyao is an all, all discredit rumors, not attacking.

"Happy, you know that you will not avoid it." Jiang Shengyi came, smiled.

"St. Yizheng." Jun Xiaoyi nodded.

Looking at two people on the side, I turned it.

She didn't think much about her.

"God's adults, meet again, the last time, the piano, still in the eyes, is unforgettable."

At this time, a beautiful woman came again, it was Tianqin.

Her tone is born with a bidding, and the bottom is vague.

After you know the true identity of Jun Xiaoyao, she has a favorite feeling.

But Tianqin didn't know, Jun Xiaoyao didn't use her.

"What ... What? What? Talking all night?"

Jiang Luoti heard the words, such as lightning strikes, the whole person is as petrochemical.

"Imprint is me first ..." Jiang Luo Xiao Wang, the thick vinegar is filled.

"Jiang girl misunderstood, is a piano is not talking." Tianqin female explained.

Jiang Luot is still a certain mustard, that is, all night, who knows what children will happen.

"Your hoe, what do you think?" Jun Xiaoyou took a small head of Jiangli.

Looking at the Jun Xiaoyao who is deeply fascinated, don't say it is an outsider, even the Junjian is also a face: "If I have a very charm of one quarter of the God."

"You are thinking about the peach?" Jun Xuehuang strikes.

At this time, a sharp voice came from the depths of the palace.

A golden arch bridge, from the air, a group of people slowly came.

The first, is a middle-aged man dressed in royal robe, a face-to-face, and the power of the world.

The man is the emperor of the district, and the gods of Wuwu.

After him, I followed a group of emperors.

Wu Mingyue and the three emperors are there.

The three emperors immediately noticed that Jun is happy, and the heart is steep, and she sanks to the bottom of the valley.

"It's over, it's okay, the monarch show ..."

In the hearts of the three emperors, there is a hint of it.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true.

Buy Tongyutian Assassin, assassinate the monarch.

If this is exposed, the three emperors can't imagine, what consequences will be generated.

"It doesn't matter, calming, the secluded assassin, and death will not expose my identity." Three emperor thought.

At this time, Jun Xiaoyao is just in the third emperor.

The three emperors were stiff.

Jun Xiaoyu has a touch of smile, nodding.

The three emperors saw it, and the face also pulled out a bless smile.

In the heart, it is a long breath.

"It seems that the Jun is happy, I don't know if I am behind me." The three emperors secretly.

Take another step, even if Jun is guessing is him, but there is no evidence, it is not necessary.

Daddy is not a three emperor to die, it will be done.

Unfortunately, the three emperors didn't know, the laughter of Jun Xiaoyao.

It is a smile of the devil.

Wu Mingyue also saw Jun Xiaoyao, and her face was unnatural.

"Sure enough, it is coming." Wu Mingyue sighed, rarely nervous.

After all, her lifeblood can also master in the hands of Jun.

"That is the princess of God, or the first time, it is good!"

"Yeah, I finally have some understanding, why so many arrogance robbed this horses, but can not only be flying, but also so beautiful."

Many monks look at the martial arts, and they are surprising.

The martial arts of a big red dress, charming and beautiful, and unparalleled.

"Ming Moon ..."

Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, the heart of the heart, the tide, and the gods are excited, thoughts.

Wu Mingyue is his woman, he will not give Wu Ming to anyone today!

"Thank you, come to participate in this banquet, today, the days of the little girl choosing the horse, only the Tianjiao who stands out, can become the horses of my praise."

The owner of Wuwu is open, and the sound spreads all over the quarter.

"Next, the banquet begins, you can also fight for yourself."

The main voice of the Wuwu God, the whole banquet is officially started.

"Haha, then you will be willing to show ugly, and the princess of the Mingyue, but it is a long time."

Handsome young people carrying the long sword on the back, jumping on the high platform that has long been prepared, and smiled.

"It is the true disciple of the Tiannan Sword School, a strong Tianjiao." Some monks said.

The Tiannan Sword Pie is also a top-level sword force.

However, Wu Mingyue, didn't even look at the arrogance.

"Ah……"

A clear laugh is that Yang is issued.

He is directly a shot, and the horrible guns make the void set off.

That Southern Sword sent a disciple, and the look fiercely changed, and the long sword was hooded, and the resisted resistance.

However, under the trick, the real disciple is vomiting blood, and there is a blood cavula in the shoulders.

More serious is that the true disciples, the whole body bones are shocked.

Several elders of the Tiannan Jianpai are in front of the front, and the face is difficult to see the extreme.

But it is in the identity of the Yang Pan, and there is a discounger who is present, they are also afraid.

"Hey, this is the position of this horse, this Hou Ye wants, which is not to compete for it, big can come to a battle!"

Yang Pingli is above the high platform, wearing the temple of the sky, holding a martial art gun, and there is no moment to lose weight.

boom!

On the occasion of the Yang Pan talk, a banquet, suddenly passed a pound of breath.

At the same time, there is still a cold drink with a decided meaning.

"Only I Xiao Chen can be used as a moon, as for your Yang Pan, how far is much!"