Icy and mixed with the absolute iron anger, Xuanyuan Che looked at the six people, almost a few words broke out from the teeth: "The six islands."

Looking down on the murderous Xuanyuan Che, the six faces are as cold as ice.

"Xuanyuan Che, you are smart, let you die tomorrow." The only woman in the six islands of the island, tilted the orchid and said with a big smile.

Yan is laughing, but the sound is cold and frosty.

That voice, it is not the sound of the flower on the river that day, but the appearance is definitely not.

Xuanyuan Che has grasped the soft sword at the waist.

This is the six islands of the island. Six of the islands have come here. They are not at the side of Haoyue. Is it true that the bet of Haoyue is lost? is not it……

Xuanyuan's heart sinks, and with the sinking heart, it is the murderousness and anger of Haotian.

These six people are the six people...

Unspeakable, the six sounds of the roof were sneer, and the weapon was swaying.

Like six Dapeng, sharp and murderous.

The three kings of the island were suffering from the loss of the two of them. Today, the moon and the Xuanyuan are separated. There is no double sword. Seeing this Xuanyuan Che has nothing to do with them.

Today, let them avenge the three kings of the island, they are not good bullying, all those who dare to commit them, all dead and no place to die.

The weapon of the chill is broken, and the cold murder is emitted in the golden light.

The tearing of the air sounded in the air.

The cold wind of the land shook, and the treetops around it rustled.

The sword has not arrived, and the wind has moved.

Head to Xuanyuan Che to be a hood.

The six martial arts of the island are absolutely stronger than the three kings of the island.

The sun is shining, but at this time, people can't feel a little temperature, the extreme of chills.