Transcending the Nine Heavens

Ye Meng said: "Oh? ”

The night grinned coldly: "Before that, his momentum had grown to be like a rainbow! At this moment, even if I am the supreme trinity, there is a price to pay to take him down! As for these nine-pint holy classes, if you go up there, you're killed by one of them! Absolutely not. ”

“So, at this point, send someone to kill him! Let him kill enough! After we kill him, we don't go in, he doesn't come out, he naturally rests, once he rests, this sharp energy, it's gone. ”

Night faded: “At that time, you only need a few nine-pint holy grades to take him down! ”

Ye Meng's tongue was a little stubborn: “Is that what you think? You really don't care about heroes...”

“Ass hero!” Rude words at night: "Heroes die fast! ”

Ye Mengtong's temper couldn't say anything: “You let these people die under his knife just to quench the sharpness... and you know that if you do it, even if you pay the price, you can take it down at a small price, but in order not to pay this small price, even to tolerate the death of a hundred people at the hands of others? ”

The night was indifferent: “Mr. Ye, here's a word of advice for you. Your talent qualifications are the top choice, but you are in your Ye family, but you are only the third son, not the eldest. This is because you arrive first, and your younger age is one of them. But, two, most importantly, you don't have the temperament of a superior! ”

Ye Mengqiao laughed back: “What superior's temper? ”

“The temperament of the superior is the harshness of your heart. You should use it, you should use it, you should abandon it!” Night's Reminder: “At a critical juncture, a hundred, a thousand people are left behind, and one person is preserved. This man needs to be worth preserving! Now, for example, this is the case, for example, with me. ”

“I am the supreme three. At first glance, a little scratch, it doesn't matter to me. However, if the enemy is large, I can leave at a critical moment, can deliver the message, can rush on both sides, can return alive and bring back the message the family needs. If I did it to protect them, then I could be knocked out, along with them! The family, they're still in the drums. It's a grievance! ”

“A few minor injuries can result in such an outcome. Totally different!” Night faded: “So I'd rather give this hundred people's lives, and I wouldn't use my cultivation to stifle the sharpness of a sword that has become indestructible! ”

“That's stupid!” The night looked at Ye Dream Color and said: "Young Master Ye, your biggest disadvantage is the importance of compassion! ”

Ye Dream bit his teeth and tried to scold him, but somehow, he drowned his head and thought.

Is it a mistake to be generous?

Dong was unharmed and killed. He stood in the middle of the courtyard with a knife and looked coldly across the street.

Heavy breathing has slowly returned to calm.

In the meantime, a number of people jumped to try and blushed to kill this great enemy; all stopped by the night.

“At this point, let him rest. Rest, breathe smoothly, appeared to have recovered tiredness, but was sharply exhausted! ”

“This level of masterful engagement, momentum, he matters! ”

After a while, Dong's unharmed breathing was finally smooth; but everyone could clearly feel that his unbreakable sharpness had disappeared at this moment.

After the evening hands were negative, he looked carefully at Dong Dong's unharmed, faintly: “All nine grade holy, together, kill Dong Dong unharmed! My husband will fight for you and kill Chuyang and Meng with his own hands! ”

Everyone shouted and rushed forward.

At this moment, suddenly suddenly a sudden birth, a figure covered in blood stood quietly behind everyone, suddenly slamming down the killer!

After a few screams, everyone turned to amazement.

There was a man in front of him, covered with blood stains, a bright short sword in his hand that had been pulled out of the vest of another nine-pint holy class, and fell into the heart of another nine-pint holy class that had just turned stunned.

When he saw the crowd turn around, he split his mouth and laughed: "Ooh ~ ~ Auntie Dog! You guys are so stupid, I'm so happy to have killed you..."

Everyone is almost out of breath for a while.

It doesn't work!

This bastard isn't dead! You're pretending to be dead!

It's just a dead man, five nine-pint masters, who actually ruined it in his hands. Sacred masters basically have a certain ability to heal themselves. Especially when they encounter enemy injuries of lower rank than their own, they are hardly killed by a single blow.

But somehow, all the masters who were attacked by this boy died without exception.

Everyone's backup was so full, they couldn't wait to notice that the current Ray didn't work, and the target was not the previous Holy Grade 5, but turned into Holy Grade 7!

Ray couldn't help laughing furiously: “A bunch of idiots haha... I can't believe they let me go. I thought I was dead when they saw me fall... so carelessly against my enemies, it was actually a family of nine... Wow, that really made me laugh. ”

Is it true that people are chaotic at one time?

Those involved in the siege of Ray are basically dead clean, and there is no confrontation at this moment.

“Piece of shit!” The night was yelling. As soon as he flashed and came before a nine-pint holy class, he waved his hand and the holy class's chest was immediately opened.

Seeing the wounds inside, the night can't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Seeing this nine-pint sacred heart has turned into a coke!

As if it had been burned by a fire.

Standing up at night, his pupils shrunk, looking at Ray, "What kind of kung fu are you practicing?” The power of fire is also known in the night, but this low-order expert attacked the high-order and burned it to death. It's the first time in his life that he can't see it.

Ray couldn't seem to make it. "Why? Am I good? You look a little hot, don't you? Want to learn? Do you want to learn? ”

He laughed furiously: "Kneel and kowtow if you want to learn! As a teacher, I will teach you kung fu! Benefit for life! Come on, come on, Padawan, wait here for the master. ”

He had a bumpy waist. In this way, he seemed to have been a teacher of the night. He actually pulled out a purple crystal and swayed it in his hand: “I have even prepared a gift for my teacher...

The night's eyes were brisk, suddenly standing tall, unparalleled speed, and suddenly, before Ray couldn't get through, slapped him in the chest.

Ray couldn't hear a scream, desperately pushing the short sword forward.

A crack broke the short sword.

Ray's body was cut off and the kite flew out. Cute blood in the air, even his guts spit out in chunks, flew out dozens of lengths, landed on the ground, rolled twice, did not move.

Almost all of them were smashed!

“If you live again this time, I'll call you Dad!” Cold humming at night, palms retracted sleeves, cold drinking: “Go! Kill Dong unharmed! ”

Everyone feels a little funny: you're a three-pronged man, you've broken it with all your strength; where else can you survive?

Everybody, this is just a roar, go inside.

Across the street, Dong stood up unharmed and did not shy away. He burst into his head.

Only Ye Dream's heart was a little surprised. He looked at Rai's death. He said, "Where is this sword now?"

Turn around and see only another spot full of blood stains, there is also a short sword that has been cut into two pieces!

“Turns out he has two such weapons.” Ye Dream muttered.

Over there, it's already like heaven and thunder against the earth.

The night was well guessed, Dong did not hurt a drum rush out, after rest, although strength recovered, the sharp air has faded; at this moment, though still powerful, it is just as stuck in the mud, some can not cope.

After all, either of these people is a nine-grade holy class that is high in both his grades.

They came up two times and fell into a bitter war.

A long whistle!

A sword suddenly spreads in the air!

Just as the king descended, the whole world crawled.

A clear sword was born across the sky. Majesty, rock the sky!

All swordsmen, the long sword in their hands, at the same moment uncontrolled and fierce sword tip up, make a bright sword chant! Seems like a humble herder, suddenly he meets his king and gives a gift to the Five Bodies!

Dong's unharmed long knife was not affected. He seized this slight opportunity to pass away. The sword swept wide open and chopped it up! All of a sudden, where do all the masters think there's not only a knife holy king hidden here, but also a sword holy king?

This is a moment of impatience.

Cut three nine-pint holy grades by Dong unharmed and cheerful!

A sword light, brilliant flying out of the room, like a rainbow, flashed into the mixed crowd, a few shouts, several holy masters were cut off with swords.

The sword circled for a week and finally fell. Everyone stepped back and set their eyes on it.

Only a teenager with a long sword, black as ink, with a smile on his face, stood in front of everyone. The tip of his sword dripped blood...

“Chu Yang?!” Everyone was surprised!

For a while, I can hardly believe my eyes!

Chu Yang... Isn't he a junior pint? When did you become the Holy King of the Sword?

Chu Yang smiled faintly: “Exactly. Thank you all for your courtesy. It's a pleasure to be here this early in the morning. ”

Come to be a guest?

Looking at the bloodstains all over the floor, the bodies and limbs everywhere, everyone was a little silent for a while.

“Chuyang, you are the saint of the sword! Okay, okay, okay! You've fooled so many people. You've been hiding your strength for so long. Why?” The night couldn't help but be a little furious.

Why did Chu Yang suddenly become the saint of the sword? This is so weird!

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< 4th and 5th. Tomorrow we'll make it up to you, and we'll be able to be honest and outburst. >

< I'll go out and get some medicine, let's get it over with today. Hey, this whole thing, the deputy owner went home to Laiwu, put down a case of Laiyang Pear. It's delicious, I ate four yesterday, I ate five or six today... and then I ran my stomach at night... I stopped my stomach and then ate it, or else I wasted it... >

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