Chapter 631: The memorial under the 1 sword

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Xu Dan’s brow wrinkled and scorned:
Samsung Emperor Wu, even if you have a spiritual device, but it’s just a matter of adding a baby to the Tianyi Pavilion. The autumn is old, this is handed over to you. May take it?"
"Dachang old and reassured, when I took off his head, I still smashed in front of Ding Linger, and they were the ones!"
An old man was taken out from the body of Shou Dan, wrapped in linen, and his face was like a crown jade. His eyes were murderous and cold and bursting. When he shouted, he rushed into the sea of ​​swords. "The light of rice is also shining!"

As he rushed in, the sea of ​​swords began to turmoil, and the calm sea began to appear ebb and flow, magnificent.
In the autumn, the old man screamed coldly, his eyes flickered with contempt, and he did not fear the sword whirlwind. He punched several strokes in the sea and directly smashed the cyclone of the entire sea of ​​swords, and disturbed it into a single strand. Regular forces collide in the air.
This is for the warriors in the sea of ​​swordsmanship, but it is more dangerous than before, scared to retreat again and again, the sword fled overseas, and in an instant dozens of people all retreated back, far from looking forward, afraid to go forward step.
Mo Xiaochuan looked coldly at the old movements of the autumn long, and there was a trace of disdain in his mouth. He said coldly: "Childish!"
His right-handed sword refers to a little bit on the Qingfeng. Every time, a strange symbol is bounced up, and it turns into a light, and finally disappears. At the same time, the mouth whispers: "Evil, Yun, Yue, Hate, love, absolute, sound, touch...open!"
With the word "open" in his mouth spit out, the Qingfeng sword with the horror of the smack screamed and screamed in front of Mo Xiaochuan!
The left sword is extremely violent, such as melting like the sun, the right sword is extremely cathode cold, such as ice as the moon, two different properties of the qi of the sword vortex fuse together to form a taiji fish.
The whole sea of ​​swords that has been disturbed has been combed again, forming two kinds of extremely cathodic Yang Jianqi, chasing each other, no beginning, no end, endless, and deriving changes.
The old look of Qiu Changyu changed greatly. His nine-day dynasty was suppressed at this moment. The emperor was slower and slower under the two kinds of swords, and it was difficult to get trapped.
"It's not good, this sword can still be derived! Daqian world, the illusion of the mother-in-law, the thousand-handed Chiba fist!"
The old man of the autumn long no longer dared to care about it. He showed his life to the end of his life. Based on his two arms, he instantly turned into a thousand fists, like a Sharo ancient tree. In the light, the leaves fell and fell into their own rules.
His boxing method is the rhyme of the grass and the reincarnation of the time. When he sat under an old tree and learned for nearly a hundred years, he can control the degree to this day. The whole person seems to be a domain. Beyond Heaven and Earth.
Li Yunxiao’s eyes were surprised and he said:
The rules of martial arts are good and easy, but unfortunately this old man is not worthy.

At this moment, apart from the sorrowful sword and the wind, there was no other sound. Li Yunxuan’s words were directly introduced into everyone’s ears, and they all frowned. They swept him in disgust, revealing the contempt.
Everyone is the same mind, you are a small emperor in your district, don't know if you don't understand!
"The soul of most swords is due to overestimating their own strength, arrogance and underestimation, is the eternal death clock!"
Mo Xiaochuan’s cold voice sounded, and the sword in his hand slammed. The two Qingfengs suddenly turned up. A horrible force was under his control. If the fog was like electricity, it would turn into a polar sword. It would be like the whole world. Within this sword, there is no other thing in the world except this sword.
This sword traversed the sky, this sword shook the ancient and modern, this sword contains all the power of Mo Xiaochuan, the powerful Wuwu he realized!
"Red dust gaze at the moon!"
The first model of the thousand miles of Hao Ran, this sword Mo Xiaochuan has not known how many times it has been pierced. Even at this moment, like the one-on-one exercise, there is no opponent in the eyes, and there is only one of his shadows between the heavens and the earth.
However, his eyes blinked at the moment of this sword, but it flashed a trace of remembrance, just like a few decades ago, outside the Black Iron City, the predecessor cave...
"Let me go, let me go!"
Mo Xiaochuan struggled desperately. The blood of the original knees was dripping, and the bones were exposed to the outside. It was already exhausted. At this moment, I did not know where the strength came from, and I was desperately tearing the man named Gu Feiyang.
Because he knew where the man was going to take him, the tomb of the Mo family, and never heard of someone who could survive.
"You want to kill me, I don't want to follow you!"
Mo Xiaochuan saw that the place of death was getting closer and closer, and there was a sense of powerlessness and fear inside. He thought of his father, thinking of Uncle Wanfeng, and his younger brother, could not help but want to cry, but he still resisted. Struggling desperately, hoping to break free from the man’s clutch.
"It's enough!"
Ancient flying in front of an ancient cave, here is a few miles away from the Black Iron City, for these strong people is just a short distance.
"boom!"
Gu Feiyang did not pity Mo Qichuan, whose legs were almost broken, and directly slammed him in the hole of the cave. A sharp pain was uploaded from the back bones.
"This is why you ask me to take you, otherwise you think you will want this kind of waste?"
Mo Xiaochuan felt that the internal organs seemed to be broken. A large amount of blood was sprayed, and it slipped down from the cave wall. A thick blood stain was horrified behind him, but he could not see it. He only felt some broken stones followed. On myself.
"You, let me go, I don't want to die, I want to be strong, I want to be the same strong as my father!"
Mo Xiaochuan endured severe pain and struggled from the ground to stand up, but his legs were so heavy that he could not support his thin body. In the trepidation, he finally fell to the ground again.
But he still does not give up, support the body with both hands again, want to stand up.
Because he thinks that a man and a man must stand at all times, and the more injured, the more you must stand upright!
Gu Feiyang just looked at it coldly, and suddenly spit it out with a sip.
"Hey!"
"啪", the mouth slammed directly on Mo Xiaochuan’s forehead, and shocked him to turn himself upside down. He turned over three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and fell to the ground, and the back was almost transmitted. The feeling of the broken spine, the entire lower body of the pain is numb.
"You, you want to kill me! You are a bad guy, I will not let you go!"
Mo Xiaochuan's back bones are almost broken, and there is no feeling of lower body. Only two hands can hold on the ground constantly, catching a stone, and then smashing to the ancient flying body.
"Well, the little waste is quite sturdy."
Gu Feiyang snorted and sneered: "You waste, even my mouth is not as good as it is, what is the difference with garbage? You said you want to kill me, I am so scared, hehe!"
Mo Xiaochuan’s gnashing teeth, smashing everything he caught, said:
I can’t kill you, but I will never be defeated by you. At least I can hate you. I will kill you if I have the chance. !"
Gu Fei Yang looked cold and shouted: "As far as your is concerned, there will never be a chance. Don't say it is you, even if you are jealous, it is a dream to kill me. But you are going to see it. You are paralyzed, and Huang Quan is crying to let you protect you."
Mo Xiaochuan was shocked and thought: No, I can't die. I also want to avenge my father. I want to protect my younger brother. Although this person is a bad person in front of him, he is extremely powerful. Even his grandfather is not his opponent. I must not be killed by him, and I must learn his life skills.
"I beg you to take me out, I want you to accept me as an apprentice, not to let you kill me!"
Mo Xiaochuan asked with a loud voice: "You and my father are friends, you can't do this to me!"
Gu Feiyang kicked up and kicked a stone on his toes and wiped it directly from Mo Xiaochuan's forehead. He yelled at the pain and immediately broke a hole and blood flowed down.
"What are you doing? You are perverted, you want to kill me, right?"
Mo Xiaochuan's eyes fired and his teeth were tight.
It is rumored that many strong people in the Tianwu world have a variety of abnormalities, some like to engage in loli, some like to abuse the boy, he thinks that this person is definitely the latter.
Gu Feiyang said coldly and said: "I just want to tell you that the weak have no right to speak. Don't speak the right to speak, even the right to life and death, just like you now, life and death by me!"
He threw a small bottle and fell to Mo Xiaochuan, saying: "Put the medicine inside the wound on the body, then give me to the hole~EbookFREE.me~ Mo Xiaochuan reveals a strange look Color, shouted: "You, you don't kill me?" I am dead in this hole, you can't see it, is there a pleasure?

Gu Feiyang grew up in amazement and looked at Mo Xiaochuan’s look. He suddenly found himself stunned. He smiled and said:
Waste is like talking nonsense, and there is still no time in a fragrant time. Hole, I will cut off your meat a little bit, then break the bones, and then paint your body with honey to attract the ants."
Mo Xiaochuan heard the body shock, sweating cold, and even the bones that had no consciousness, suddenly felt a chill, and shivered, and the two teeth slammed loudly, 哆嗦Road: "You, you, really, really poisonous."
Gu Feiyang did not know that he had brought a scent from the cockroach, and he smouldered with smoke. He said: "It’s burning."
"what?!"
Mo Xiaochuan squinted his eyes and hurriedly said: "This...this...you...you cheated! How can you burn this incense!"
The scent that Gu Feiyang took out was not to ignite one, but to knock out a string of flames at his fingertips, and to burn the whole scent at the same time, and it would burn out in a blink of an eye.
Gu Feiyang looked at him mercifully, and said coldly: "After one of the musk time, no matter how bad you are, I will throw you in."
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