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"What happened to your Dongsang country? Do you want to be weak? No one can fight?!"

"Yes! Our Feng Xiao dance classmates just waved a sword, you are divided into two, can you find a firm point?"

"It turns out that the potential of the new Dongsang country is just that! I thought it was amazing!"

......

Everyone, one by one, the spurt!

Vent their angry anger for a long time.

Express their pride and show off!

The practitioner of Dongsangguo, look at me, I look at you... I am angry and wronged!

There are several people who want to go up, but see the **** star-studded sword of the phoenix dance...

Then look at the emptiness of the corpse being lifted and spliced, and everyone touched their abdomen... back.

What a terrible thing!

Samsung under the age of 20, is there any Samsung? !

Actually, there are, but I dare not.

Phoenix dance looked up at the sky.

Jun Linyuan and the cold night battles are dark and dark!

Every move is possible to life and death!

And these people are still grinding?

The face of the phoenix dance is indifferent, and the look is even more intolerant. It is straightforward: "No one in Dongsang is it?!"

Dongsang Guoren: "..." Angry!

Feng Dance: "No one will directly admit defeat, grinding time! Hurry!"

Dongsang Guoren: "..." So angry!

Feng Dance: "See what? Hurry up."

In the Dongsang nationality, Xingye Ming is so angry that they are all angry!

Xing Yeming’s friend is preparing to stand up, and at this time, Sakura Ning ran quickly and shouted: “Slow!”

Everyone went back to Sakura Ning.

Sakura Ning yelled as he ran: "The Fujiwara brother is here! Fujiwara is coming!"

"Fujiwara?!"

"Ling Wangjing Samsung Peak Fujiwara Wings!!"

"My God! Fujiwara is really coming? Isn't he a retreat for promotion?"

Because everyone's strength is not much different, in the same battle circle, so they are familiar with each other.

The strength of Fujiwara Wing is also obvious to all!

The name of Fujiwara Wing came out, and many people on the side of the Junwu Empire suddenly became dumb!

"No way?"

"Why is he here?"

"He didn't mean to go to retreat, don't you participate in the primary battle of the king of spirits?"

Chen Ziyun saw everyone showing bitterness and annoyance, and asked what was going on.

You must know that Chen Ziyun was not even a king of the spirit before, so he did not even have the qualifications to watch the battle.

The schoolmaster cried and told Chen Ziyun: "Well, this is the end of the scorpion."

Chen Ziyun is anxious: "What happened? You will say it soon!"

The schoolmaster frowned: "This Fujiwara wing is incredible. He is on the primary battle platform of our spiritual kingdom, but the hegemonic level exists! Do you know? Before he was on this battle platform, he won a hundred games. !"

Chen Ziyun: "Win...100 games?"

闵Schoolmaster: "And it's not a general win! Do you know? As long as he plays in the game, his four players never need to participate, he can penetrate the five people on our side!"

"One hundred times, all!"

"Almost everyone on our side lost to Fujiwara."

"In other words, under the age of twenty, the spirit king is in the first stage, and Fujiwara has no low hand!"

"After the abuse of us, he felt boring, and he gave up not playing, retreating to attack the middle of the spirit king, preparing for the intermediate battlefield."

The schoolmaster was crying and sullen: "We have no one here, the enemy wing, the original wing, we... lost!"