Nan Tianxing was interested in watching Ye Xiao’s movements, showing a strong sarcasm. Xinkou said: “The action is chic, the air catches the sword, it’s not bad, but it’s a pity that it’s just a shelf, you can also lie to the layman. In the eyes of those who are far above you, what counts."

"Is it a shelf? If you can't count anything, you will know it right away." Ye Xiaoyi said indifferently. I was relieved.

This guy is self-cultivating to be much taller than himself, and can actually wait for himself to grab the sword.

This sword is caught, maybe this guy doesn't know, what is the real meaning? If he knows, I am afraid that the intestines will be repented in an instant.

Ye Xiao's body spirit suddenly reversed, and the body was stunned. In addition to the emergence of a blue scent, it was also mixed with a touch of golden light.

Like a starry sky, at this moment, suddenly came to the world.

"Wind the throne, let me go." Nan Tianxing saw the change, the heart was suspicious, did not dare to scorn, the body moved, grabbed, obviously do not want to drag.

Ye Xiao’s foot is wrong, but it’s just a move. The whole person has already waved a slap in the face of the world’s amazing momentum.

It is an unspeakable and chic.

It is also an instant that can be immediately noticed among thousands of people.

Laughing the monarch's unique way.

Laughing eight wild.

At the foot, there is a wave of water flowing in the air, and the clothes are fluttering. The whole person has already walked out in a leisurely walk, like a mountain stream, like a sea stream, like a wind through a bamboo forest, like a cloud walk.

At the beginning of this move, Ye Xiao’s eyes passed through a miss.

The heart seems to ring. At the beginning, Jun should have a comment on this body.

"It is this trick, the most magnificent, letting people and minds sway. Ye Xiao, your original sword name, it is not suitable for this trick too much."

"Then, how should I name it?" asked Ye Xiao.

Jun should have a pity on his beautiful face and whisper: "I am young and young, and the world is a smile;

Let me flutter in my clothes, but I will be proud of myself."

At the moment, Ye Xiao’s eyes are full of deep thoughts, and the long sword is waving. Man’s voice screams: “I am young and young;

Heaven and earth are falling asleep;

Let me flutter,

But it will be eight years old and laughing."

The sword in his hand, instantly becomes deep cold, green.

The hail sword has been formed.

Jianfeng Sen Han.

A sword stabbed, carrying an endless grandeur.

Laughing monarch's monarch sword

I am the monarch of the monarch sword.

In an instant, Nan Tianxing gave birth to a quirky feeling. It seems that there is an emperor who dominates the world. With an irresistible tyrannical momentum, he stands in front of himself and looks at himself with a gaze of the world. He comes from this emperor. The sword seems to be destined to dominate his life and death.

The name of your own cultivation is far stronger and more powerful than the people in front of you, but at this moment, all your own minds are attracted and controlled by the other side.

I knew that it was not right, but I didn’t have a slight rebellion.

On the contrary, I feel that I am deserving of sin, that is, I have to die, I should lead my neck and lead the knife.

Nan Tianxing’s heart is faintly aware that this feeling is wrong, but it is extremely dangerous, but it is just that he can’t control himself. Between the eagerly, one bite his tongue, screaming, blood in the mouth rushing, a squirt will go out, but it is instantaneously restored to clear, the body jerked back.

But seeing the cold light flashing in front of you, the ice sword is sharp, and it is only half an inch away from your own eyes, just like the glaciers pouring down.

South Star suddenly burst into a cold sweat, sweating heavy clothes.

If your reaction is a little bit later, then a little bit will be a little bit, and your eyes will be hedged. Even though I was invulnerable, my eyes were not as strong.

Even more than the eyes, once the eyes are finished, the other side of the ice sword stabbed into the brain, do you not finish it?

It’s really dangerous.

so close

What is this sword?

He was cold and sweaty, and after that, he was afraid of the violent anger. "What is this sword?"

Opposite Ye Xiaoxiao did not answer, and his foot was a mistake. It seems to have only taken a step, but it is in the forefront, Gu Zhi is behind; as above, it seems like the left is right, and it seems that the whole person is in Caiyun At the end, you can walk around, but there is omnipresent and omnipresent.

Even with the old eye of the South Star, I can't see the specific position of Ye Xiao for a while.

Can't lock his position.

If you want to block his plan to move the space, it will no longer work.

In the twinkling of the cold, the sword is slamming, and the ice and the coldness of the ice sword almost make the surrounding air freeze. The long sword of the sword is cold, and at this moment, with the endless grandeur of heaven and earth, people can not give birth to a little bit of resistance.

Nan Tianxing consciously could not resist, and had to retreat two steps. In the eyes, the flash of light flashed and exclaimed: "Is this the sword of the soul in the legend? With the soul of the sword, the soul of the soul, the world is only me?"

Ye Xiao still refuses to answer, his eyes are indifferent, indifferent, long swords flashing, sword flowers, slowly falling, just like the sky, the fall of the colorful.

The sword of the monarch

South Stars is not well-informed, trying to dodge, but brushing two, his body, has been scarred, blood flies. At the time when Ye Xiaojun’s master did not hesitate to attack, he finally broke the physical defense of Nan Tianxing.

Finally, for the first time, let this tyrannical enemy really suffer from Ye Xiaojian.

When Ye Xiaoyi and his sword succeeded, the Jianguang became more and more flickering, and the Jianfeng suddenly turned to the next.

Like thousands of mountains, suddenly hanging up in the air at the same time, the mountain tip down, crashing down.

The sword of the monarch... I want to hike the mountains

The silky purple power is looming in the air.

With my soul, give the hail, let the ice have a spirit, listen to my command, the sword is one, the sword is one, the heaven and the man are one.

Laughing the Eight Steps, with the sword of the monarch, with the strong spirit of the purple gas to promote the strong, with the soul of the sword, with the soul of the sword, with the mind of the lock, with the whole mind limit perfusion

At this moment, Ye Xiao’s combat power is at least ten times higher than normal, even more, more and more.

But at the moment when this trick came out, Ye Xiao had already felt keenly that he had a sense of exhaustion. With its own existing strength, it is simply not enough to support the continuous execution of the monarchy

Even at the cost of forcing the power of the soul and the power of the soul, the shallow foundation is still difficult to sustain.

Fortunately, the sword of this sword has already been thrown out.

Killing has become

Nan Tianxing screamed, and did not dare to take over, only knowing that he was desperate to escape, and the blue light of Tianyuan’s high-level cultivation was not rushing, and the two palms were shot in spite of everything.

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