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Chapter Thirteen True Warriors

In the dense forest, Bi Qianlong's face was full of unbelievable faith.!

His body was dripping on his body, and a trace of blue sword gas drilled into his body's surface and drilled out, devouring the essence of the essence of his hard work for many years.

"You ... how are you ..."

In front of his body, a thick little fat man's eyes were cold, and the five fingers wrapped around the blue and green sword, like a ghost flame, which was frightening.

Why did Bi Qianlong dare not believe that a disciple who did not even condense even Daoli could actually defeat him as the inner disciple of the future future future.

"Even if it is a sword, it should not be so exaggerated!"

The last thought in my heart flashed, and Bi Qianlong seemed to be dried up, becoming a flat human skin. It fell to the ground and it was broken into countless pieces.

A green sword gas rose, and he did not enter his body from the seven tips of Ji Gouyou's mouth, nose and nose.

A cool vitality turns around the vein along the ghost sword air flow. The dwarf points have been opened to the original silt, and the subtle meridians that have not been completely reborn are opened. Even the deepest bone marrow is purified by the vitality of the ghost sword gas with vitality.

It's once.

Just a few breaths, Ji Panyi felt that the strength of this body increased by a step, which almost reached the pinnacle of the state of rebirth. It was only one step away to consolidate the base of the avenue.

"The Shengjian School is worthy of being a magic sword monk, and there is such a domineering method."

Even Ji Games did not expect that for the first time, I tried the "Ghost Sword", and in his mood, he had a sense of indulgence and degeneration. No wonder this martial arts became more and more declining.

, I can't resist this pleasure like taking opium.

Between a sword, the qi and blood god who has worked hard to cultivate the hard -working and bloody gods swallowed up and nourished their own body sword qi. This way to improve the method of rapid cultivation, only those masters who are full of mood and flawless masters can ignore it.

Just after the ghost sword qi blends all the essence of swallowing into the flesh, the Yuan Shen of Ji Guanyi's Yuan Shen suddenly came into contact with a strand of memory fragments. Among them, he could find out that it was Bi Qianlong's life experience.

"Even the memories of the Yuanshen can be caught. This kind of sword tactics and swordsman's heavenly swords are great. What is the origin of the Shengjian School?"

The method of the orthodox sword practice of Jianzong is a sword that breaks the way, and the long sword in the palm of the palm cuts out all the obstacles that block in front of you. Pure and clean!

However, the method of sword practice of no sword faction is to devour the spirit of the opponent with the sword qi and plunder it into your own thing. Such a domineering sword tactics are the thorough magic way.

There will be no existence.

"Fortunately, there are advantages and disadvantages in everything. The longer you practice, the closer to death. The number of universal swords has been killed by countless masters over the years.

Run the punishment of heaven under the backflatation. "

The more you understand, the deeper the awe of Ji Panyi for heaven, as if it is a legendary Inhamo.com, reflecting each other, there is everything among everything.

Excess.

"Why should I think about this now? There is another person waiting for me to kill!"

It was just a moment when Ji Playio cut off the awe of the heavens in his heart.

"Huh ... huh ... huh ..."

The feminine man was constantly walking in the dense forest. It seemed that there was a devil behind him chasing him. He did not dare to fly into the sky, because there was no hospitality in the sky, without any obstacles.

The left hand that he used to condense Taiyin knife has been cut off by shoulder, and the blood couldn't stop dripping from the wound. The pain made his consciousness more sober. He remembered that the little fat man who was laughed at by them.

When the man stopped in front of the two, he said that when he came to kill them. He and Bi Qianlong seemed to hear any funny jokes, and his stomach had to laugh and pain.

The blue -colored ghost sword shone, cutting off his left hand with a knife, drilling into Bi Qianlong's body.

At the dangerous moment, he did not hesitate to abandon his original teammates and escaped alone. In the dense forest, he escaped from the end of the milk to the city. As long as he hid there, he could use the power left by the emperor to hide

After this robbery, then report to the people of Zongmen, be sure to report this hatred.

It's near, not far, as long as there is another tea ... · ...

Kang's round of hypnosis allows himself to squeeze the last strength in the body, and want to make the speed faster.

Just as he was about to rush out of the dense forest, Wu Dao's green -colored ghost sword gas appeared out of thin air, stabbing on his forehead, chest, and only the right legs.

A screaming sound sounded, the five -way ghost sword air drilled into his body like a spirit snake, and the blood, the true Yuan, and the Yuanshen swallowed it out.

After the monks in Fang City rushed over, they only saw a bunch of burning dark ashes. They couldn't know who was killed at all.

Although there is a guarantee of ensuring safety above Zuzhou, "Plum Blossom Banning Dan is the endless fight between each school. It is common for a few talents to die every day. Therefore, Bi Qianlong and Kang's disciples of the two seven -day magic doors have disappeared.

Make everyone's attention.

After all, it is just the practice of Daoji. In Zuzhou, it can only be said to be the bottom layer. Those who can kill them are too much.

As for the motivation, many times the monk kills people just for the purpose of the idea. For example, the group of lunatics of Jianxiu, the bones are itchy without cutting a few people a day, and the blood and blood are stagnant.

Now that you have chosen the monk's world, before you reach the peak, your head is not on your pants belt. Sublimation or silence between life and death is the famous saying left by the two holy rents of Xuanzong Cangtian.

However, when more and more people are dead, no matter how dull people feel bad -.

Moreover, the most worried about them is that they have died for seven days to die more than the positive road and the outer path.

Thinking of the guy who only offended a certain star palace recently, Taiyu almost couldn't bear it directly to the Star Palace in Zuzhou's residence.

However, he hadn't had time to go to Ji Guanyi, but Ji Guanyi found them first, expressing his proof of absence.

Although the method makes Taiyu and Yuewu very grit teeth.

"Ms. Yue, have a afternoon tea under such a beautiful sun when I have time and under the sun?"

In the Fang City, Ji Jianyi's face laughed lightly, holding a folding fan that didn't know where he came from, and he shook it lightly. He stopped the moon dance just on top of the street.

"I'm not free!"

Yue Wu always thinks that her temper is good. Even if others irritate her, she can deal with it with a calm mood and find flaws. But in the face of the recent time, she has become a jealous gaming.

Crazy impulse.

Every time this beauty is not inferior to her, the blood and blood of the moon dance always accelerate the operation of a beat. It seems to urge her to approach the game of Ji, and get closer to him.

In the opinion of the outside world, once Yue Dance encounters Ji Gaming, the cheeks are crimson, the eyes are soft, and the body is trembling, which is exactly the response of the people in my heart.

Seeing this scene, a group of people who scolded dogs and women, and under the day of light, under the lingering day, they actually scolded and scolded.

Of course, they are all the peerless stunners who are resentful of the moon dance. If Ji Guanyi is a disciple, I am afraid that people in the right way will have shouted that the vertical dare dares to be the demon, and it will not be dead.

It's a pity that it is a foreign guy!

"The demon outside, but it's a piece!"

A scholar wearing a purple Confucian robe watched Yue Wu's white and tender skin flushed when he saw Ji Gouyou, and he couldn't help but be jealous.

"What about those people in the magic? Do they watch a flower inserted on ...?"

Another disciple of Zhengdao hopes that someone will not be used to the magic road, and teach Ji Guanyi's hateful guy. For young people with blood, beauty will always be their main pursuit at this stage.

In the face of Ji Gouyi, this is not only a distinguished identity, but it is even more powerful that they can't wait to reborn once. They always have the strongest hatred.

Unfortunately, the plum blossoms cannot be mobilized in the prohibited system. Every time Ji Guanyi's tune in the city, the moon dance created his own proof of no present. The latter's reaction was to be shy by the misunderstanding of everyone.

In short, the relationship between the two dog men and women jumped into the sea and couldn't wash it.

"Brother Ji, you dare to fight with me!"

Taiyu can't see it anymore, and speaks about the battle. I don't know that Ji Guanyi's skin does not treat her skin as her face at all.

"Brother Taiyu is high, and he is not ashamed to be ashamed."

"In this case, then I would like to ask Brother Ji not to entangle the Moon Dancer in the future."

After listening to Taiyu's words, Ji Guanyi's face was exposed to deep sympathy, and the folding fan was even more coquettish.

"Brother Taiyu, I really love each other and I really love each other.

Unconsciously, Ji Guanyi's intimacy of the moon dance has already made everyone present at the present.

"This person's shame is already exposed, and the poor monks are not ashamed."

A strange person wearing a puppet and a bundle of Dao Tao heard this, and stretched out the admirable thumbs in the handsome teenager in the field.

After Ji Jianyi's words, Tai Yu felt that everyone looked at his eyes and contained a strange compassion, and the whole face was dark.

Rumors.

"Huh, Brother Ji, you can't always hide in the forbidden system for a lifetime!"

"As long as there are dances with you, let alone this bitter place, even if it is Jiuyou Hell, that is also a fairy world."

"I can't hear it anymore!"
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