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"Hurry up.

Shen Yiren urged a few men behind him who could not keep up with her, and was very anxious to see Lian Shen Zhu Ding. It's been a long time since Ming Fei really fell, and I don't know whether it is life or death.

Now the emperor has been rescued safely by Yu Feiyu and Elder Shou. The soldiers of the Luo family were also firmly suppressed. Yantai. On the battle situation one-dominant, Shen Yiren immediately brought people to rescue. The martial arts behind these people is not a big deal. But they have one thing in common. These three people are all proficient in soft cords, soft whip and other soft blades.

The fire of the God of Refining God is from the center of the earth, and has a reputation of burning the city with a great fire. Under the tripod, the metal and iron can be melted, making it impossible for people to stand. These three people can only save Mingfeizhen from the wall by relying on soft-rope-type weapons.

However, at this time, Lian Shen cast Ding Dingxin suddenly ejected a huge pillar of fire, with thousands of fire tongues erupting in the center, countless fires fell, and no one dared to stay around Ding Xin.

"Not true!‘

Shen Yiren lost his soul and stood in place, seeing the towering flames devouring the sight in front of him. The twisting phenomenon around shows the terrible degree of high fever. Such iron pillars of fire cannot keep gold and iron, let alone a living person?

This is not the first time that Ming Fei has been in danger of being killed. The last time was in the Royal Palace, dueling with Fu Xiang, pretending to be hit by Fu Xiang-seventeen palms. That--the Shen Yi people rushed to the crown angrily, and immediately flew onto the stage and swore to kill Fu Xiang to avenge him. The mood of anger is no less than the trick on the sword.

This one is not the same.

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I don't know why, when Shen Yiren saw the pillar of fire burning, his heart suddenly became empty. As if here--in an instant, the whole person's blood was cold. She bit her blue lips and clenched her arms unconsciously. At this moment, she felt cold.

"... what happened? ... No, no. He can't die.’

The expression on the face of the bloodless pretty face was forcibly regained composure. Shen Yiren opened his legs and was about to run forward, but felt that his heart--part

It seems to be straight to the heart of Jian Feng, a sudden and powerful momentum instantly grabbed the girl's attention. Forcibly freed her from grief in an almost barbaric primitive form.

It wasn't just her, all the soldiers on the field felt that way. The pores of the whole body opened, and cold sweat flowed.

It was a kind of uneasy feeling that seemed to have thousands of ants in my heart,

This strange feeling can only be felt when a creature's instinct is threatened. There is something, something in the forging of the God of Refining that threatens everyone's lives with a severe to sharp atmosphere.

"Is this

After the grand spray, the refining **** Zhuding returned to stability and gradually became silent. The strange thing was that the two parties at war were also caught in this silent atmosphere and stopped unconsciously.

As if all the sounds were absorbed by something in the heart of the tripod, the big dais that had screamed and shook the sky became silent, there was no one to speak, and no one had action.

They seemed to be immobilized, and all their activities came to a standstill.

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While Wan Ye was silent, a fixed voice came into their ears. Step on

Whose footsteps are that. Slow and heavy, coming step by step.

The sound was getting closer, and finally reached the door of the foundry.

Footsteps didn't stop, and the door wasn't pushed open.

In its place, two clear hissing sounds, like hissing and slicing, cut out the paper. Then the door was seen to be four points, and it fell to the ground like waste paper.

The door was cast iron, but in his hand was no different from thin paper.

When Luoming Jianjian appeared in front of people again, it instantly caught everyone's attention.

The proper silence has found the answer. All eyes focused uncontrollably on the big sword in the hands of Luo Ming.

The newly-launched sword is still white in smoke and hot. Although the dim and glared sword body is wide, the sharp edges appear on both sides. With Yu Gong, who belongs to the same big sword, but better in weight or length, obviously this sword pays more attention to the sharpness of the armor. Cast into the mouth of the mouth. The shape of the dragon is not dignified, on the contrary, it reveals-a kind of fierce and wild, lifelike. It's hard to wonder if the Forge Master has ever seen such a dragon.

Since the sword came to the scene, the strong sense of uneasiness has gradually strengthened, and the heart beats more and more violently. In order to escape from this discomfort, I can't help but want to kneel and worship.

"not enough."

This is the first sentence of Luo Ming, iron-colored sharp-Shem. The sword twirled, as the wind rushed over, twenty people headed up into the sky. Before changing to today, Luo Ming has to do this-sword, it takes a long time to store up. Introduced to the Tibetan sword theory. The situation cannot be so ordinary-the sword is as powerful.

But he didn't seem happy. There is no expression on his face, and he does not show his likes and dislikes.

Shen Yiren said angrily: "Luoming! You actually kill innocent people!"

Hong Jiu and others also came up to the stage at this time, and shouted, "Hey, you are a martial arts master, you are acting so cruelly."

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