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The four prostitutes have been shocked and can't speak, and the dusty winds are also screaming on their faces. There is suddenly an angry mood in their hearts. It seems that it is an insult to be seen by such a bad person, let alone see his origins. The heart was extremely unpleasant and angered: "Hugh to talk nonsense! Just rely on your district Wuhuang, how can you qualify for me..."

"Ah, think of it!"

Li Yunqi shot his thigh and interrupted: "It is the thorn sword of the purple snake in the dusty days. How, he passed it to you? Is it that you are his son? The amount seems to be a bit like."

The dust was completely stunned, and the other person gave him his identity and let him immediately smash.

The four beautiful women are also completely sluggish. The five people once again looked at Li Yunxiao, the filth and bloodstains of the body. It is said that there is more suppression of the depression, and the face is dirty to die. Such people can usually stay in the face. If you look at it, you feel that it is a great honor for the other party. At this moment, there is a strange look.

Chunqin suddenly said: "The son of the son is not deceived by his letter of mouth! In the whole northern region, there is a graceful and graceful manner, and we are accompanied by the beauty of spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is easy to guess the identity of the son. Come. Since the identity of the son is guessed, it is not surprising that the sacred sword of the purple snake is also associated with the lord."

"It turns out!"

The dusty wind reveals a faint color, and Li Yun said with disdain: "Sure enough, a despicable villain, do you think that such a swindle can escape a life? Naive!"

Chunqin is cold and cold: "I just wanted to give you a little lesson. Now you are really looking for death, and you can't blame us."

"..., ignorance!"

Li Yunxiao disdainfully snorted, saying: "I will still be jealous if the dust is coming in person. His son's words... These two gimmicks are disrespectful to me, seeing you on your part." It’s just a slap in the face."

"Looking for death!"

Chunqin only feels that he has never seen such a person who is not well-informed. Since he already knows their identity, he is disrespectful, and he only obeys his own instructions. He even dares to speak out. In her eyes, this is already a big offense. The sin. The sound of a sword "铮" sounded, and the cold light flashed, and a white light shadow swept down, like a slashing, the waterfall fell for nine days. The face of the dusty wind appeared to be appreciated, commented: "The Chunqin's move to the east stream perfectly interprets the essence of the spring water sword method. The cultivation effect during this time is very remarkable. The handle below is nine The meta-architect is just a cold thing. After you take this kid, the son of the mysterious son will be rewarded to you."

"Thank you, son!"

Chunqin listened to the overjoyed look, and his face could not help but come out with a happy color. Even if it is against them, the ninth-order mysterious thing is not available. The strength of the hand is stable, and it adds a few pieces of strength. It is anxious to get the sword.

The other three women are all envious, secretly remorse, why did they not take the lead, let Chunqin get such a big cheap.

Li Yunqi gently breathed a sigh of relief, and his physical injury has been restored to seventy-eight. He was repaired under the thunder and directly broke the stars and rushed to the level of the five-star Emperor. Then one hand toward the sword a little, immediately Jianmang picked up, the Northern Tian Han Xingjian turned into a sword like a rainbow, rushing. Two cold light, similar swordsman, violently collided in the air. The Northern Tian Han Xing sword appears to be more fierce, and the sword gas opens the power of the spring water. It directly turns the spring water of Chunqin into the east, splits into two halves of the sword, and Li Yun’s sword is long-distance. Illumination for nine days!

The joy of Chunqin disappeared in an instant, and his face was pale. Fortunately, her strength was not bad. The key moments were recovered from the shock and panic. The delicate body flashed under the flash of the sky. Jianmang, but the chill on the sword is to make her tremble, I don’t know why, when I look down again, Li Yunxiao’s clear as the night sky is like a scorpion, so she can’t afford it. Any heart of rebellion. The other four were also shocked, and looked at the swordsman who gradually dissipated outside the sky, and his face was unbelievable. Is this the power that Wuhuang **** can display? "Hey! Hey! Hey!" Just in the crowd, when the reaction came, the crisp slap in the air sounded more shocking than the Thunder. Let the four women stay in the air for a moment, the dust wind is inadvertently, without any guardian, they are deceived by Li Yunqi, directly fanning three slaps, which has repeatedly shaken back. The whole sky was a strange silence, without any sound, and the dusty wind and the four women were all stunned. They only felt that everything was illusory and unreal. The son of his sword lord, known as the son of the world, tens of thousands of people respect and respect, the ordinary warrior is even proud of being able to see him, and can say a few words with him enough for a lifetime of bragging capital. And now... the dusty wind is stunned by the slap in the face, the face is slightly hot, and the brain has always reacted. Looking at Li Yunxiao’s cold and ridiculous eyes, he finally accepted this fact slowly.

Own, the son of the Sword Sovereign, the world's celebrities, was actually stunned by the dirty, dirty and unspeakable young man. If you say that this person is a predecessor of the martial arts, the Emperor Wu exists, then it is, but it is actually the same age.

"Ah! Die, die, die!"

The extreme anger roared in the sky, and the dust wind felt that he had not been so angry in his life. The anger of his life was not so much gathered, and the anger almost burned him.

The other four women had already lost their minds. They stood in the sky and shivered, and they didn’t know what to do at the moment. It seems that Li Yun’s corpse could not offset his sin.

"Dead!"

The dust wind suddenly sucked a breath, and spit out a "dead" word again. The momentum of the whole person instantly rose to the extreme, and the angry finger came over. The fingertip of a jasper on his right index finger flickered, and the seal was released. The spread of a terrible and horrible force seems to absorb the aura within a thousand miles, shooting a green pressure, constantly zooming in the air, and overwhelming. The whole sky was completely transformed into this horrible world, and all the beings were so humble and small. Li Yunxi looked at everything quietly, and even there was nothing strange in his eyes. Under the two-handed sword, he guided the North Tianhan Xingjian to turn out a few sword flowers in front of him, and there were nine lotuses. Forming a huge lotus flower, standing on the sky, the sword stands upright in front of it, and a three-dimensional diamond-shaped light emerges, and the force of the surrounding fingers is removed.

"Jian Lian Menghua of Jiange!"

Li Yunqi gently kicked his right foot, and a sigh of strength slammed on the sword's tip, giving a crisp, long-sounding voice. He held the right hand of the hilt and moved forward. The whole figure and the sword were combined. First, cut through this rolling sky.

A sword breaks the face with a point, such as the same blue silk is cut out.

The dust and the wind swelled, although his real experience of the enemy was very small, but at the moment he knew that Li Yunqi was not as simple as what he saw before, and that the nine-order metaphor was freely applied in his hands. The master, thinking of the power of the thunder that was previously shocked, his heart gradually dignified. However, he has never been stunned by these speculations. His fingerprints changed, his left hand was closed up, and a seal was produced. Three different colors of handprints appeared in his hands, connected end to end, forming One, like a beast's head case, burst out. Li Yunqi’s sword song was cut through the awns, and the head of the beast that was whistling came down. Zhang’s huge mouth was going to swallow it. In particular, the amazing pressure above the animal's head almost crushed the skeleton of his body, and the vitality of the body was also embarrassed.

"It turned out to be a candle dragon print!"

Li Yunxi was shocked and said: "It seems that you are not empty with a vase that has been cultivated. After practicing this, you should wash your bones and change your bones. Injecting the blood of a candle in your body can open the way of cultivation. After that, the course is even more It will not be easy, when the dusty days are able to cultivate to the peak. I think you have already ignited this move, afraid that it is a lot of suffering." His sword turned, changed to attack, that fierce The swordsman converges, and the Qinglian flashes in the whole body. Every time the sword is pulled out, the attack of the animal head is blocked. ~lightnovelpub.net~ Although it has fallen, it is completely undefeated, and it is more than a blade. Look like that.

Although Li Yunxuan’s words are praised, but listening to the dusty winds is an incomparable irony. I think of the three slaps, but I don’t want to fight one place, but my own candlestick print is already overbearing. The strong practice, although it has the upper hand, it seems that it can't scream at the other party's "wow".

"How, exaggerate you are not happy?"

Li Yunxiao smiled and said: "This candle dragon print is overbearing, but I want to rely on this to take me, it is still too tender!" He turned his head, the speed of the sword suddenly accelerated, and he stabbed hundreds of swordsmanship in the air. There are dozens of afterimages, and each sword is almost at the same time in the different positions of the head of the candle. The beastmaster did not know why, but the reality of the simulation was vivid, and there was a painful appearance, and he stepped back. After Li Yunqi repulsed the other side of the sword, the body took the opportunity to retreat for dozens of meters. Standing in the air, he smiled coldly and said: "The thorns of the purple snake in your waist will not be the furnishings?" Extremely ugly, it seems that I have to accept the reality that makes him very depressed. This incomparable teenager has the qualification to let him do his best. This made him unusually uncomfortable, not only because of the great superiority of identity, but also the great superiority of repairing.

"This son will give you a qualification to see my true strength as you wish!" The dust winds calmed down and all the negative emotions were swept away. At this moment, he recovered the sword that was high. The son of the patriarch, the son of the world. (To be continued [This text is provided by Dawning Update Group @ch8296929 (典典汉纸)].)