In the gale, the two swords in the air are divided into four. Before the ice rain bursts, it pierces into the sign.

Only follow the psionic trend, a slight spin. Just make these four characters, all invalid. The whole process made a chilly chill, and it was scattered around. Freeze the surrounding raindrops.

The white robe man, this is a disdain, full of confidence. It wasn't until the ice sign was broken that it was shocking.

"Are you a congenital martial artist? No!"

This is a means of breaking the word, he is not unheard of. This kind of situation can be seen at the level of the innate martial artist, or the person’s own falsification, but also more than several times!

If it is the former, raising his hand will kill him easily, without any effort. If it is the latter, this is even more ridiculous! A martial arts technique, a warrior who is absolutely not in the realm of a martial artist, is it possible to master how many martial arts? Even if this person is a spiritual and double repair, it is impossible!

The next moment, I saw only a small figure, wearing out from the white ice fog.

The two spirits of the wind dive and the stepping effect are affected by the shock of the ice, and they all fade away at this moment, showing the true figure of Zong Shou.

When the handsome and handsome face was reflected in the middle-aged scorpion of white, it was full of ecstasy, and suddenly it was a burst of embarrassment.

"This person seems to be the sect? Is this a substitute, or is it easy?"

There is no innocence to think about it. The middle-aged white man in the middle of the white hand squeezing out a neem, and the mahogany sword in the right hand is slanting and slanting, and the two wax lamps are all cut off.

"What is your origin? I am screaming today, I am going to kill you here! Eagle, Snake III, don't give me out! Protect the car!"

The two groups of huge fog, appearing with the sound. Suddenly rushed out from both sides, mixed with the smoke of the soul-burning incense, have turned into entities, showing the shape of the animal.

A body eagle with a size of two feet, rising from the sky, unfolding the giant wings, and slamming down from above.

On the opposite side, it was a huge cobra, spit a snake letter, and stopped in front of the altar. A few pieces of wind are condensed around the body, surrounded by the body.

Zong Shou’s gaze was slightly picked up, but his body shape was still not stagnant.

A slap in the right hand, a black wooden can in the sleeve, immediately thrown into the air. Just as the vulture began to dive. This inconspicuous black wooden can was blasted open.

I saw a silver brilliance flashing inside, and countless silver tentacles, like a tough iron rope, burst out. Then, like an octopus, it was solid, and the eagle was tied and tightly wrapped.

The sect of the ground, also violently spit a sigh of turbidity, adjust his thoughts to absolute calm and rational, and then accelerate again!

The physical condition of his veins is that the physical strength is extremely poor, but there is one point, but it is unmatched by others. Once the temporary coordination of the two parallel veins is achieved, then the explosive power of this body is unmatched in the world!

The sword in the hand was thrown forward violently, and there was a sharp scream in the air.

Then, with his left hand left, he couldn't reach the blink of an eye. On the remaining wind-swords, the book once again had a **** character.

"Sunder Armor!"

A hint of coldness, immediately flowing at the tip of the wind-sword. Zong Shou only felt a sharp tingling in the head, and almost all the remaining soul power was taken away, making him almost coma on the spot.

Grabbing the tip of the tongue again, and concentrating on the spirit. The killing in the eyes of Zong Shou also accumulated to the extreme.

The opposite cobra hesitated a little, and then turned his head to the side, avoiding the sword that was worn out.

However, in the next moment, a group of enthusiasm at the foot of Zongshou blasted openly and pushed his body forward. Running fast, once again bursting again half a time! Behind him, he also pulled out a trace of the image.

The tip of the sword of the wind dive sword only flashed, and from the most incredible place, penetrated into the wind armor, broke the seven inches of the cobra, and nailed it with a sword!

The white man saw it, but it was a sneer.

Ordinary beasts receive this sword and will die immediately. But this cobra, the body before death, is a fourth-order wind snake. When it is made into a soul beast, it descends to the second order. However, since then, this beast has no more entities, and has inherited some of the fourth-order essence of the beast.

Unless it is in the secret world, you can hurt its soul, otherwise ordinary martial arts and swords can not harm it!

This sword of this person is indeed wonderful. He, even as a spiritual master, could not help but clap his hands and praise.

Unfortunately, this guy chose the wrong opponent. Perhaps the next moment, it will be stalked by the wind snake soul beast.

Shaking his head slightly, the white robe is full of interest in the middle age, and then looking to the distance in the group of silver-white, the body is like a creature of the beast. I am very interested in this thing that can trap his soul beast.

But only after a half-interest, it was replaced by horror. The complexion turned into a pale, no half-blood.

I saw this thin figure in front of me, only the sword slightly shocked, the powerful wind snake soul beast, began to collapse and disintegrated, and suddenly appeared to dissipate!

Then the whole snake body was turned into a smoke vortex, which was sucked away by the tip of the sword of the wind.

"Swallowing Yuan!"

A lot of psionic power, a trace of fine elements, and the soul of the fourth-order beast soul, frantically poured into the body. The soul power is filled again, and the dry meridians are once again insane.

Under the control of Zong Shou, all the soul and inner air exploded again, turning into pure power and penetrating his limbs.

The sword shadow flashed again. After a strange turning point, a swift, lightning-like sword light, erratic, stabbed the center of the altar.

And the white robe man is a bit stunned, but the action is not half-confident, deep in the scorpion, at this moment more reveals a few crazy meanings.

"You can't kill me!"

Suddenly grabbed a blue button on the left hand with his hand~lightnovelpub.net~ violently pinched, and immediately put a layer of gas in front of him.

Two pairs of big sleeves, a drum forward. Immediately, there are hundreds of characters, all from the sleeves.

When I was about to detonate it, I heard a sound and tender, and a cold smile.

"Sunder armor, die!"

I saw that the wind was on the sword, and suddenly a white light shone. In a blink of an eye, a few small shadows were emitted. Actually, a few pieces of characters in the air were forced to break open. Then this group of white light, wrapped in the flames of these explosions, and the psionic power, directly pierce the wall!

The most direct and safest way to kill a soul teacher is to break the sea of ​​souls!

The sword light flashed again, and the white robe man only felt his own eyebrows, such as the ants biting like a slight pain. Then a bitter chill was swept away.

It was a cold sword, and it felt deeply cold after the brain. The eyes of the white robe men are gradually dissipating.

At the end, a **** mist spit from the mouth and sprayed on the surface of Zongshou. To make this clear and handsome face, suddenly added a few 狰狞.

In the eyes of the middle-aged white robes, there is even more unbelief and sorrow.

"There is no easy capacity, nor illusion. You are Zong Shou, the world of Tianshan! No, the real sect, it should be the waste talent of the literary genius, how can you be him? Actually it is only a fetus." Pulse, the soul force is only fixed to the upper level. Oh! I am screaming today will be defeated to a child, ridiculous, ridiculous! In this world, there are actually such an odd number -"

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