"Hate the sky? The ninth long hate hook of the magic soldier?"

Fang Yuan sneered with a knife: "I don't know if you are a monkey, how many can you rank in the magic road?"

"Little man crazy!"

Such an attitude, suddenly the sorrow of this Jinyi jade robes the air, and he is half-dead. He has a high weight in the magic gate, and he has received such a temper: "While you have been a blood knife master, you can The secret method of practicing knives? The blood knife is among the top ten magic soldiers, but it is only at the end of the last squad, but also under the hate of long hate! What's more... The former generation of blood-stained knives was a disaster for the rivers and lakes, and was defeated by the Confucian family with awe-inspiring feet. The blood-staining knives have also been hit hard by seals. Even if they re-save the sacrifices, can they restore some power?"

This hate the days and money, and is confident.

But in fact, it is secretly exerting magic power and fighting the self-confidence of Fang Yuan.

When he is such an old river and lake, when he is truly against the enemy, he will naturally not make mistakes made by the rookie who is a fledgling one. It is even more vigilant about Fang Yuan at this time.

"There is so much nonsense!"

Fang Yuan frowned and rushed forward.

Hey!

The blood knife dragged the ground and brought up a long knife mark. In the blink of an eye, he came to hate Tianhou and used his backhand to draw a knife.

call out!

A **** knife with a length of seven or eight feet emerged, just like a slap in the face.

when!

Hate the sky in the eyes of a sigh of relief, lift the hook horizontally.

The muffled sound came, and his feet suddenly went deep into the ground, and the cracks in the spider web appeared around him. The original Shenbing Villa was paved with cyan stone floor, which was a mess and fragmentation.

A lot of sparks flashed, but the black iron hook was steady and the blood knife attack was taken down without any damage.

Hey!

Even in the tremor of the iron hook, a hate is constantly spreading and rendering, and there is a great momentum of magic.

This is the ninth magic soldier in the world, and it really deserves its name.

"Blood battle!"

Fang Yuan laughed and laughed, and he took out eight knives and occupied the position of the Eight Diagrams.

The knife is spirited and even swam away automatically, as if it formed a knife array, **** rolling, and crushed to the center of hate.

"The knife in the big blood magic?"

Hate the blame, the hands suddenly become dark: "Hate the magic!"

Until then, he finally stopped hiding and used the ability to press the bottom of the box.

This hate the devil's martial art from the long hate hook, is the heavenly product practice, at this time he casts out, the yin wind anger, the dark clouds cover the sun, the momentum is amazing.

"Heaven...like..."

Nangong asked the sky to look at this scene, but he muttered and said the realm of all the warriors.

Even if martial arts are cultivated to a great master, they are still mortal.

But the sky is different!

When this step is stepped out, the warrior can use his body to illuminate the sky and display all kinds of incredible great powers.

"Haha... What about the martial arts?"

Fang Yuan slashed his knife and covered his body with a thick layer of blood. He was almost three feet thick, and he was blocked by any dark wind and dark clouds.

Of course, he did not practice the great blood magic.

However, the knife method is quite suitable for the blood knife to be displayed. At this time, it is driven by the base of the six poles.

What's more, he still has the card of the source. It can be said that even if the previous blood-sucking knife resurrected against him, the one who was finally killed will definitely not be him.

‘Of course... the scope of the celestial warrior is a bit horrible, and I’m going to hit the pool here! ’

Fang Yuan double-handed knife, just like Pangu Kaitian, slamming underground: "Blood wash the world!"

laugh!

The knife and the air were horizontal and vertical, and the blood-colored knives of more than ten feet long swayed, and suddenly a large piece of land in front of the Shenbing Villa was divided into two, pushed into the back of the Cangwu Mountain Forest.

Within the Shenbing Mountain Villa, the three sisters of Nangong and the Nangong asked Tian to look at this scene nervously, and their looks are different.

In their eyes, in the jungle outside the villa, it seems as if a black tornado has been set up, in a battle with a **** dragon.

Even Xu Ruyu and Chang Kun are also watching the eyes and blood.

After all, they are also warriors, with their own martial arts obsessive!

"The martial arts is the ultimate, the scenery is really good... Anyway, this battle will surely alarm the rivers and lakes..." Chang Kun received the sword back, and sighed: "A Qing, your brother is afraid to be famous!"

"indeed……"

Xu Ruyu nodded, looking at the Nangong show next to it, another sigh, his brows wrinkled.

Worried about hating the sky to win, killing the ring is only one aspect.

On the other hand, it is also worried that after this war, the Shenbing Villa is even the Megatron martial arts, but the father and son are all devils, I am afraid that it will lead to the crusade of the martial arts.

Nan Gong Xiu Ling Ling thought, has already discovered the wrong face of this husband, can not help but stunned.

"Oh... surnamed Xu, are you still a man?"

Nangong Fu saw this scene, and suddenly he snorted: "My big brother-in-law has a family business, more than you are concerned, have not said anything, you are like this... hateful second sister blinked at the beginning, then married to you !"

"say no more!"

Nangong asked the day to wave, and stopped the drinking in her mouth, but the eyes never left the jungle: "If this battle is hopelessly defeated, we will go to Huangquan, and it will be clean... If you don't want to escape, you don't want to escape. With the light work of the celestial warrior, where can you escape?"

Hey!

At this moment, in the jungle where the two men fought, it seemed to have a purple thunder.

The black tornado collapsed, and a figure was saved with lightning speed: "Nangong is hopeless... Since you are worried about your family, the old man is going to destroy you!"

The figure was extremely fast, and it was a must-have anger, and the hatefulness of the mouth and blood spilled toward the Nangong.

How powerful is the battle of the martial arts?

Just the imposing pressure, the Nangong asked Tian and other people to be bored, the limbs shudder, can not move, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

laugh!

Between the electric and the flint, the blood dragon chased it.

Suddenly, the hate of Tianhou’s figure turned around, and it was so subtly folded in the air, just like Feiyan’s return to the nest, long hate hooks and full force, hooked to Fangyuan’s middle door!

It turned out that all this was just a trick, and the sound of the East hit the West.

I hate the days of the old man, from the previous Fang Yuan to choose the battlefield, to see that he voted for the rat, deliberately in the downwind, to make such a move, is to lead to the enemy's chaos, and then sneak attack!

It can be said that before he made a move to kill Nangong and asked Tiantian and others, he used Sanchengli. At this time, the means of turning around in the air is the full force!

fast! fast! fast! !

Everything is beyond imagination. This is really subtle. Using the weakness of the human heart, it turns into an elbow, and the long-sucking hooks are stunned. When you see it, you will open Fang Yuan.

puff!

Long hate hooks crossed the youth, causing a few screams in the Shenbing Villa, but in the next moment, the figure slowly dissipated, making the hateful face unbelievable: "Phantom? Magic Gate? Shadow patriarchal? It seems paradox!"

How can you allow such a big mistake?

At the next moment, a blood rainbow flew past, causing the head of hate heaven to fly.

The blood was scattered, and it was greedily captured by the blood-stained knife. The blood of a heavenly elephant, the body of the knife was full of excitement.

Within the Shenbing Mountain Villa, Nangong asked Tian and others to look at this scene, and they all looked dull.

A demon elder, the warrior of the heavenly elephant, is so dead?

"he died?"

Nangong asked the head of the sky before, looking at the headless corpse, murmured.

"Well, dead!"

Fang Yuanqi started a long hate, and his words were concise.

......

Long hate hooks are no more than a foot long, and the whole body is dark and slightly bombed. There is a buzzing sound, which can be heard from far and near, inspiring hate and shocking people.

Ordinary soldiers, pay attention to one inch short, one inch risk, this hook is only one foot less, the natural danger to the extreme.

Of course, if you just take risks, it will be like a tightrope, and you will be broken at any time.

It’s like hating the sky and hitting the top yuan, overtaking, and only dead.

"The long hate hook, the ninth of the world's magic soldiers, the ancient sects of the evil sects ravaged the rivers and lakes, the lord has a love 妾, Tianzi national color, the beauty of the hometown turned into a hero, so that the celestial sects lost their hegemony, and later, the evil sect suffered a major setback, this The woman is suspected of being the right way to be fine, and the evil spirits of the sects are forced to do so. The lord wants to sing the sword and sorrow the sorrows... When the mountain is running out of water, the woman resolutely squanders herself with the golden hook, and the celestial sect of the sin is revived and embarks on the road of revenge. Jianghu, will cultivate a female sect of this woman to directly kill, and re-extract the female's self-destructive golden hook, exhausting the evil spirits of the evil spirits, and casting into a magic soldier... In the afterlife, the evil spirits are scattered, only the devil The soldiers passed down the rivers and lakes. The name of the woman in this story has long been forgotten. It is only called 'Mrs. Golden Hook'..."

Fang Yuan holds a long hate hook, and his face looks like a smile: "The long hate magic in the long hate hook should be the magical work of the sect of the day."

"I have seen this magical work, it is still good, and it is also very suitable for long hate hooks. You can use it first!"

With a light delivery, the magic soldier arrived at the middle-aged man who walked in.

Nangong asked the heavens to hold the artifacts that the people in the rivers and lakes dreamed of, and they could not help but look complicated.

He worked hard, worked hard, and spent 20 years before finally getting the blood knife to see the sky again.

However, Nangong is not expected to casually pick up a higher-ranking magic soldier, just like a Chinese cabbage, which makes him feel a subtle feeling.

"This long hate, don't you really?"

At this time, Nangong asked the heavens, and he had already restored his original internal strength, and even refined.

After all, for the source of Fang Yuan, Nan Gong asked the day to repair the point, it is really nothing, and he will be filled with it.

The reason why I used to absorb it was just to use it as a primer key to perfect the magic rune.

"No, I think the blood knife is more suitable for me!"

Although the blood knife is only ranked tenth, the soldiers must also look at the people.

For example, this ninth hate of heaven, died in the hands of Fang Yuan.

"Not to mention... After the relocation, I intend to walk the rivers and lakes, and the mountain also needs a little self-protection!"

Fang Yuan tells the truth.

"Walking the rivers and lakes..."

Nangong asked the beggars to have a beard, and the scorpion had the color of eagerness and expectation.

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