323 chapter Tu Qianjun, dead!

"Tian Shenjing..."

The sage of the sacred city of the **** city, Zhang Dazui wants to say something, but the mouth of the mouth overflows with a blood, and his words are concealed. He was full of horror and despair in his eyes. He understood that he could kill him with a stroke. He could only be a god-level powerhouse, but he did not understand when he died. Who is this god-level powerhouse?

Deer's sneak attack was very successful, directly smashing his heart and let him die. It is very strange that this sage is slowly breaking the breath, but still standing still.

"Wilder old, why don't you do it!"

The sage's strongmen are now facing the massacre of them, and the deer is a sneak attack, let him directly kill. Therefore, although Tu Qianjun heard a few words from the two, he did not feel anything. After a while, he saw that the two stood still face to face, and some shouted impatiently.

At night, he didn't talk back and didn't move. At this moment, he felt that the magical airflow in the soul ring was speeding up the drunkenness of his body. He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, holding the hand of the knife and starting to work hard. .

"Wild old, hands-on, gave me his legs, I want him to kneel down, understand?" Tu Qianjun was impatient again, and some violent roars.

However, his snoring is not over yet, he found that the wild old did not move, but the night was cold and moving.

The night lightly stretched out the hand that clung to the chest, and turned the palm into a claw, directly attached to the face of the wild old man, and then gently pushed. In the other hand, the knife was pulled out of the ground and squatted on his shoulders. He slowly walked up.

"I'm sorry! He can't do it, and I can't kneel down for you. I announced that the game... is over!"

With the cold and cold words of the night, the wild old man fell to the ground, revealing a frightened face, and a dead expression.

"what?"

"This... this! How is this possible, it is impossible!"

Tu Qianjun was shocked, and the more than ten meters of emperor behind him was shocked. They looked at the night that was slowly coming towards them, and looked at the wild old man lying on the ground. Some of them were dizzy!

what's the situation? Is it a fantasy?

It’s okay at night? The sage is suddenly dead?

"The son is running fast!"

After a while, someone finally woke up, and the battle was raging, and the madness rushed toward the night. The people nearby are also awakened and drink! They have been blocked in front of Tu Qianjun.

escape!

Tu Qianjun is not a fool. No matter how old Ye died, the most important thing is that he is dead! At this time, another sage who is in the team’s sage is not at his side. He knows that he does not escape, and he will die if he will die.

"call out!"

Only the next second, he was completely desperate. He found that he had just fled a few steps, the white light flashed in front, and the night was cold and appeared on the way to his escape. Then he saw a blue-colored knives, lightning-like from the weird weapon of the night, and flew directly toward him, so fast that he could not cope.

"what……"

Tu Qianjun's legs were below his knees, and he was instantly cut off by the knife. The body that had run was directly on the ground. The great pain will spread to his body in an instant, and he painfully hugged his legs and screamed on the ground.

"The son!"

"The night is cold, you dare to cut the legs of the son, the city will not let you go, the Lord is angry, you are finished at night!"

"The night is cold, you are dead, look at the gun!"

The kings of the kings of the gods, who had been rushing to the night, suddenly disappeared. I was wondering, and suddenly I heard the painful roar of Tu Qianjun and woke up at the same time. Turning around and looking at Tu Qianjun, his legs were completely broken and rolled on the ground. Desperate. When Tu Qianjun had an accident, they only had one death in the end, so they angered and rushed to the night and the Tu Qianjun rushed over.

"Shencheng? God Lord? Hey! I killed you all, how can God City and the **** God know?"

"call out!"

The night was cold and cold, and the skills were directly released. The channel suddenly lit up with a fascinating purple light, and then the imperial powerhouses who were rushing to the side of the city were like lightning strikes and stood up in the same place.

"Follow the wind six styles, thousands of people!"

In the night light cold eyes flashed a trace of twilight, since it does not kill, kill it... chicken dogs do not stay.

These imperial powerhouses reminded him that if this matter was passed out, he would not be afraid, but the night house horror would have been encountered. The sorcerer's knife tumbling in the air, shooting a knife like a wind blade, overwhelmingly engulfed the front ten-meter emperor.

"Hey, hey! Hey!"

The blue wave of the knife is like a sickle sweeping through the wheat, cutting the body of an imperial warrior in front of it into a smash. After the night light and cold warfare, the strength of the warrior is threefold, reaching the emperor's three-fold attack, adding twice the attack bonus of the slaughter knife, killing these souls into dizziness, and the warrior without the slightest defense is still easy.

"Tu Qianjun, I said that you want to let you kneel down! You see, you have climbed the ground for me now, I have not deceived it!" After finishing the warriors, the night is cold and the butcher knife is backhanded on the back. Half-side, coldly looking at the Tu Qianjun with his legs curled up on the ground.

"Night is cold, you can't kill me, you can't kill me! I can give you a lot of money, many holy devices, you can't kill me. Kill me, God will surely flatten your night home, beg you Let me live a life! I promise not to take a step in the city!"

Tu Qianjun saw the night light and cold, like a murderous demon. In an instant, he put more than a dozen of his hands and all of them into meat. He is scared, afraid...

The legs are gone, he is not afraid, he is afraid of life, and it is completely over.

"Money? Useful? Sanctuary? Little Lord is! As for the God Lord you said! Xiaoye tells you that sooner or later, Xiaoye will go to the city of God and shoot him on the ground. Why can he stand tall and overlook? All sentient beings?” The night lightly shook his head and seemed to be very upset about the bald head of Shencheng. He sneered again: “Your answer didn’t satisfy me, and you have to pay for the Nether Island, the hundreds of brothers I died, so ... I pronounced you, the death penalty!"

"You can't kill me, uncle, save me..."

Tu Qianjun watched the cold and cold scorpion of the night, and even the pain in his legs was forgotten, and the trembling of fear shook his head and shook his heart.

Only when his words were not finished, he desperately saw this, the long black knife that was lightly cold at night, raised high, and then slammed down at him.

No accident, Tu Qianjun was split into two halves, turned into a pile of meat, and died can no longer die!

"Night one, three nights, nine nights... There are other brothers, I avenge you, you can rest in the Spirit of Heaven!"

The knife was standing, the night was cold, and the sigh was slightly touched. He remembered the huge explosion that happened to them in the night...

"Don't sigh, speed up, some people are approaching quickly! And you don't catch the raccoon beast?" Lu Lao suddenly suddenly voiced, awakening the night light cold.

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