Chapter 505: Baota Town, Shanhe

"Jaw Road Space!"
"The ice front is caused, there is no match in the world!"
Wen Hanqiu sighed to the extreme, the robes were fierce, and the sword was vainly dancing, just as the sword came.
At the time, the void was smashed by the biochemical and biochemical, forming a unique space of sword shape.
This is his lifelong school, glimpse of the mid-master kendo, created a peerless magical skills, kendo space!
Within the kendo control, he is the Lord of God who is in charge of the cycle of life and death.
No one has been able to take control of him in the kendo space.
He believes that Qinhou is no exception.
Qin Yan brows a glimpse, Wen Hanqiu can actually create a kendo enchantment, it is really amazing talent!
He did not rush to counterattack, but felt silently.
Within the space, the aura is empty, the person being sealed, the body is heavy, the soul is imprisoned, the weak can't move, and the strong can only play at least half of the strength.
Whizzing!
Numerous bright swords criss-cross!
Every sword is mixed with the coldness of Baidu.
No one knows that in order to cultivate the kendo, Wen Hanqiu was once in the Arctic Icefield, and endured the suffering of the cold. After all, he realized the ice sword.
Nourish!
In the cold moment, the hall was erected with frost. In the kendo space, it has already become a sword of ice and stands in the middle of the hall.
A few feet thick of ice, you can see Qin Qin standing inside.
Whizzing!
Wen Hanqiu's fingers licked the long sword, his wrists shook and he put away his long sword.
"Qin Hou!"
"Not self-sufficient, the world is laughing!"
Warm winter and autumn, laughing, must be flying, so unsatisfactory.
"Hey elders, this is bad!"
Hong Wenbin’s face was awkward, and his strength seemed to be evacuated. Both legs were soft.
His last hope, the last card, was completely ruined.
"Oh, I am looking down on the old thief!"
"I didn't expect his cultivation to be so high, the kendo space, the wind of the Juggernaut, the extraordinary people can be enemies."
"Qin Hou is still a common man!"
Yan Nanfeng shook his head and said with a desperate look.
"Hey elders, are we finished?" Hong Wenbin asked nervously.
"Less helper give way, let's play but the battle." Yan Nanfeng shook his head and smiled.
"Oh, you are quite self-aware, Hong Da Shao, whoever you count on, is just a fingertip ant, easy to grind powder."
"Go, let me not see you in Hongbang again from now on, otherwise don't blame the old man's heart."
Wen Hanqiu ruined his face and smiled coldly.
Just as the two are desperate.
Hong Wenbin suddenly shocked: "No, no!"
"wrong!"
He was shocked by this, that is, Wen Hanqiu was also shocked.
"What is wrong?"
Asked about the south wind horror.
"Warm cold autumn, you are dead, you are dead, haha!"
Hong Wenbin is overjoyed and laughs in the sky!
Qin Hou did not lose, and in the ice sculpture, he laughed at the wind, clearly ridiculed the cold and cold autumn.
Imagine if it was the town of Kendo, it must be a form of fear, and you can have such a calm.
This is the doorway!
Wen Hanqiu only felt a burst of creeps!
"The less helper is not guilty of madness, laughing again, the old man is welcome!"
Warm winter and anger.
"He is right!"
An icy voice came out from a thick sword-shaped ice sculpture. It was like a chill from hell, and Wen Hanqiu was shocked. He slowly turned his head and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
Hey!
Hey!
A crack in the road, like a spider web, quickly spread the entire Quanfu Building.
boom!
Quanfulou was like being thrown into a blockbuster, and the ice was all blasted, shattering the entire floor.
The ice is like a snowflake, flying all over the sky!
Summer night snow, the sign of death!
Suddenly attracted countless passersby!
Wen Hanqiu and others were fascinated by the giant earthquake, and they were eager to avoid.
When the frost dissipated, the Qin dynasty hit the green shirt, and the silk was not damaged. The face was like autumn water. From the fog, the hand took it slowly.
At that moment, Hong Wenbin seemed to see the gods from heaven, and he was crying excitedly.
The face of Wen Hanqiu quickly enlarged, shaking his head and retreating, his mouth muttered: "Impossible, impossible, no one can break my kendo!"
"Your kendo is nothing but the last law. Although there is a shape of a void seal, there is no sword."
"You can kill mediocrity. For me, breaking this sword is nothing but a finger."
Qin Hao proudly laughed.
He is not bragging, on the repair, Wen Hanqiu and him are only between the middle, but the key is that Wen Hanqiu is practicing ice.
The Qin dynasty's second fire is the inheritance of the unknown ancient ghost king, between the hell, for the supreme fire.
It is the unsuccessful fire of King Luo, but also a bit worse!
Mo said that Wen Hanqiu was only repaired by Baidu from Baiyuan, and it was cultivated in the cold palace of Hell's quiet sea. He also wanted to break his Nether.
"Not possible! Impossible!"
Wen Hanqiu’s stunts with fame were broken, and the screaming screaming of the sky has already lost his reason.
As a martial arts master, the most taboo is that people are broken.
"I have already taught you about ice, then I should try my fire!"
"The fire is in the palm of your hand, the fire is breaking the soul, the second fire is gathering the tower, the gods and the Buddha are all gone!"
Two fire charms fly out between the Qin and the two!
A black and purple ~ EbookFREE.me ~ fire match in space, turned into a true gas pagoda.
The pagoda is three feet high, and it is in the air and fog.
Although it is unpretentious, but the kind of serious killing, the power of the bullfighting bulls, is enough to make the demon volts, people are shocked.
"A strong killing, never seen before, go!"
Wen Hanqiu was shocked by Shenwei, and his heart was shocked. He was going to flee!
"late!"
"Pagoda town, mountain, town!"
Qin Yujian pointed a wave and sneered out.
Bang!
The pagoda was in the air, and the Quanfu Building was trembled and the ground was cracked!
The shocking tower of the wave, the shock of the south wind, Hong Wenbin retreat a few steps, to stabilize the body shape.
When Wen Hanqiu was in the middle of the town, he was swayed by the ice sword. The tower is like a sky-net. How can it be broken?
What is even more terrible is that the fire does not rise. It is like the gossip of Laojun’s gossip. It’s hard to be hot, and the blood of the skin is about to be scorched. How can it be uncomfortable?
"Wen Mou's attempt to provoke Hou Ye Tianwei, begged Hou Ye to spare me a life."
"Wen is willing to return to you!"
Although Wen Hanqiu is a master of the school, but also knows that the time is a handsome, immediately squatting in the tower, and begging for mercy.
"What the is the flood battle?"
Qin Hao asked.
"This, me, I really don't know, Hou, I can't stand it anymore, please let me go."
The skin of Wen Hanqiu began to chapped and ooze blood.
He forcibly spurred the cold and suffocating to resist, but it did not work. In this tactical array, the ice law has not been made, and it has melted away.
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