Chapter 739: Only with blood and blood, can avenge

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Duan Zhengfeng’s heart was desperate. Is it wrong to surrender and confess?
"Thank you Qin, you are too much."
"Do you really think, I am afraid of you?"
Duan Zhengfeng is simply going out, his hands are printed, and he screams: "Maoshan magic, three real fires, rush as law"
唪唪
Two three-color fires, when they are empty, greet the ice tide.
Qin Lan did not over-head sneer, lazy to see Duan Zhengfeng, as if he was already a dead man, slowly returned to the table.
The district's Sancha real fire, the master-level technique, is also a little stronger than Zhang Daling, and can't enter his eyes.
Duan Zhengfeng is more confident in practicing the unique fire for decades.
This fire can melt hundreds of ice, not avoiding water, soil, seeing the wind is long, can refine the demon, and it is this small ice wave comparable
Real fire and ice
However, what makes people dumbfounded is
The majestic Sancha real fire was instantly solidified into two white ice flowers, falling from the air and falling into a smash
Duan Zhengfeng suddenly slammed Dan Tian and completely lost control of the real fire.
At the same time, his Yongquan point came with an unprecedented cold, like a million silver needles, tied to every inch of skin, every meridian, painful, he could not help but violently miserable call.
However, he was afraid to find that from the foot, the snowy tidal wave is slowly visible to the naked eye at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Do not"
"Do not"
"Why can't you give me a way to live?"
Duan Zhengfeng’s glare is stunned, and he can only watch his own as an ice sculpture.
In the next second, the ice cracked by an inch, and the "ah" section of the wind was in the screams of despair, and it turned into an ice slag.
"Maybe I said it is not clear enough"
"The rest of the people, only the thief"
The sound of the coldness of the Qin dynasty echoed in the hall, which was a hundred times colder than the winter wind that passed through the church.
The family members unconsciously tightened their necks and hated not changing their surnames on the spot.
The scorpion tigers and other nephews, as soon as listening to Duan Duan, scared a swarm of bees all ran down the stairs, for fear of being late, was smashed by the of killing.
In the building, there are only a few deacons in the section. These people are the direct relatives of Duan Dezu. The blood of Duan Zude’s hands is mostly from their handwriting.
"Great spirit, you will retreat and wait for me downstairs."
Qin Da told Zhang Daling to sneak into the side.
"Yes"
"be careful"
Zhang Daling bowed his hand and walked quickly.
He knows that the confrontation between the new and old generations of the lords will begin. In the face of these peerless masters, he will become the burden of Qinhou.
"Old man, look, see you"
"I must revenge for my family."
Duan Boxiu's throat was dry and his eyes were squinting at Duan Zhengyang.
Duan Zhengyang took a breath and tried to suppress his inner uneasiness and enter the meditation.
He has not been involved with people for decades. Today, he witnessed his son and his brother being killed. For a time, his heart was restless and he calmed down.
"Qin thief, died"
"Sacing beans into soldiers"
Duan Zhengyang's sleeves were swept away, and dozens of golden beans in his sleeves suddenly turned into golden brilliance armor, and the emptiness of the scorpion to the Qin dynasty was fierce and fierce.
These soldiers are like the heavenly gods, the height is one foot, the long guns and the big knives are all cold, and there is a great victory.
If ordinary people see this as a blind eye, then it is a big mistake.
As a former Maoshan school, Duan Zhengyang has been cultivated as a celestial celestial being, and the techniques used are the top methods of Maoshan.
These soldiers contain powerful murderousness, not only can cause physical damage to people, but also traumatic souls.
It’s an ordinary guru, and I don’t dare to take a nap.
"Glyphs"
Qin Lan’s body was lighter, his hands were one and the other, and dozens of detached bodies came out and ran into the soldiers.
Bang
The law breaks, the soldiers and the body are broken.
"what"
"Maoshan Printing"
Duan Zhengyang was shocked, the sword pointed to a combination, throwing a big seal, when the air became like a big fight, the golden light, buckled on the head of Qin.
This imprint is like the top of Mount Tai, and the ghosts and gods are shocked. It is the magic weapon of Duan Zhengyang's town.
"Look at me breaking you"
"Printed"
boom
This life is a ghost of the Great Seal, flying out of the eyebrows, but also a void.
boom
The two seals collided, and the two golden rays of the purple gold reflected. At about the same time, the sound of crispness came, and the Maoshan big seal was like an egg hitting a stone.
puff
"My magic weapon"
Duan Zhengyang was astonished as a dog, and was injured by the anti-seismic method of Dao, and spit out a mouthful of old blood.
He never dreamed of dreaming. He sent a few hundred years of Maoshan Township to send a French seal. He couldn’t afford to strike a single blow, knowing that the ancestors of the dynasties did not rely on this seal to demon.
Qin Xiao’s eyebrows flashed and he recovered the big seal. He proudly sneered:
What magic weapon, technique, one by one, teach me to break you

"This print, you are from Kunlun Mountain"
Duan Zhengyang asked coldly.
In addition to the magical treasures of Kunlun Mountain, he can't imagine who has this skill in the martial arts world.
You must know that he is a teacher of Maoshan, one of the world's Fazens, and he has no magic weapon. He will also raise a hundred years old ghost.
"Kunlun is not worth mentioning"
The Qin dynasty sleeves, a large copper pot hanging from the big table, flew past Duan Zhengyang.
Duan Zhengyang drew a spell on his right hand and patted it, slamming the copper pot
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The real fire intersects with countless ice swords, and the air is filled with thick transpiration.
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The ice sword is turned into water vapor, but Duan Zhengyang is also splashing clothes for the water vapor, which is unbearable.
At this moment, his heart is more and more shocked.
The king of the juvenile is definitely an unprecedented genius. The martial arts are the peaks. The gestures and techniques are freely made. There is no trace at all. There is no rule to follow. It is simply a bitter.
"You are not my opponent, look at you as a character, I will give you a chance to do it yourself."
Qin Lan looked at Duan Zhengyang, who was not breathing well, and showed fear.
"Hou Ye, Duan Jia is really not your opponent, but Duan Jia and you have no enmity, why should we kill it?"
"My son has lost his life, and there are any grievances. You can't see it as a jade, but it's good."
Duan Zhengyang bowed his hand.
"A thousand years of blood and hatred, only blood can return blood, can be eliminated"
Qin Lan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, smashing the railroad.
He will never forget the for thousands of years. When he closes his eyes, it is the tragic death of his parents and relatives. As the number one scorpion of the Yan family, Duan’s family is covered with the blood of the Qin family. This eternal life will not die.
Yan family is not destroyed, my heart is safe
"Wan, Wannian"
Some of Duan Zhengyang’s feelings are inexplicable. If you don’t understand, then there’s only a dead battle.
"Well, if you want the life of an old man, then ask her first."
"Drawing the ground for prison"
Duan Zhengyang jumped and fell on the top of the railing, and the void stepped on the Xuanbu.
But see him in his golden light, white shirts hunting in the wind, just like the heavens under the real fairy, the sword commanded the party, and countless runes flew to the southeast and northwest corners of the tea house.