: Section 422 Crane's determination

Ling Xu’s feeling is wonderful. Every silk force in the meridians has been heard as never before, and the silvered muscles seem to suddenly become soft at this time, and even the martial arts that have always been silent, are also very lively. The silver liquid condenses at the tip of the gun tip, and the ringing sound of the hornhorn wind chime is like the wind lingering around the tip of the gun. If it is not, it does not dissipate.
The feeling that has never been seen before, Ling Xu felt that he could control every detail of the gun, every part of the rotation of the gun body. Genele force was injected along the gun body, straight through the tip of the gun, and even he could clearly feel that the force of the gun through the tip of the gun suddenly shook...
It’s really fascinating!
The pace of the charge, with the perfect rhythm and rhythm, every time you step on the ground, it will increase his power by one point, which makes the light of the gun tip brighter.
The horizontal silver gun did not have a slight fluctuation.
When the last step is completed, the light of the gun tip is dazzling.
He is like a burning meteor, dazzling light, let the world eclipse.
Rong Rou did not expect that Ling Xu would break through at this time.
This gun made his face change greatly, his eyes were round and round, his palms were flat, his fingers were ten, and his fingers were like pressing into the calm lake. At ten o'clock, he spread from his fingertips.
The ripples spread, merged into one, and gathered in front of him into a twisted transparent round shield.
A glaring meteor hits the shield!
The transparent round shield is shattered like glass.
Rong soft face changed again, facing the cold awning that lit up like a star, and he slammed his body and his body shape retreated at the same time.
The light burst suddenly, and the eyes of the glory were white.
When the light is exhausted, I see the figure of glory and retreat. His face is full of unbelief, and his left palm is a hole, bloody.
He barely stabilized his figure, and the pain of his palm was unrecognizable. His gaze was staring at Ling Xu.
Ling Xu keeps the position of the gun, motionless, like a sculpture.
Plop, Ling Xu fell to his back.
Rong Rou did not move, he still stared at the coma Ling Xu, and the shock in his heart was hard to say. His position in the Ursa Major is detached, and the geniuses he has seen are countless. But I have never seen a guy who is so persistent and so eager to win.
Actually broke through at the last minute...
Rongrou smiled, I don’t know if it’s my luck, or God’s favor for this guy, so I’m going to encounter such a small probability.
However, His command to him was to capture Ling Xu, which is exactly what he wanted. Such a genius, if killed, it would be a pity. Seeing the current Ling Xu, Rong Rou could not help thinking of himself. He can have today's strength and status. It is a battle to kill. If there is no persistence and desire for victory, how can it be today?
It’s not terrible now, it’s terrible, it’s a lack of strong desire, a desire for victory.
Fortunately, this guy has overdrafted himself, stunned in the past, and he is also a strong end...
Rongrou was preparing to go and grab Lingxu. Suddenly, a light column in the house rose into the sky, and the horrible energy fluctuations suddenly broke out. Rong's footsteps are in the same place, of course he knows what it is!
He turned around and looked at the house in the distance.
His Royal Highness used that thing... That Tang Tian, ​​is it so powerful?
Rongrou’s heart is in vain, and the strength of His Royal Highness is clear. His Highness is a gift from a young age, and his physical quality is far superior to that of ordinary people. His temperament is precocious and very hard. His Majesty is very fond of His Royal Highness, and he has spared no effort in training. Few people know that the training of His Royal Highness Yan Tu is their seven Wang Xiongwu!
His Royal Highness is overbearing and fierce, and strength is now stronger than them. And His Royal Highness is very good at hiding. He has never been exposed in appearance. Rong’s confidence in His Highness is stronger than his confidence.
Suddenly, the radiance of the sky suddenly disappeared, and at the same time disappeared, there was the horrible energy fluctuation.
The expression of Rongrou solidified on his face, a terrible thought that made him shudder, suddenly rising from his heart.
Is it...
Rongrou is like crazy, and he is full of impulsiveness towards the house.
The crane looked helplessly at the opposite Jane.
Jian Fengyuan didn't mean to do it. He held his hands and his face was cheerful, like an ordinary grandfather. There was no war at all.
The sword of the crane pointed to Jianfeng Yuan for a long time, but the other party was completely indifferent, as if he did not see it.
Jian Fengyuan is also very helpless. He does not want to be a scapegoat. If the crane has three long and two short, and he will sin in the future, there is no other way than to throw himself out.
If you win, you don’t have any benefit for yourself. What else do you fight?
Jianfeng Yuan is a member of Wang Xiongwu. He has seen many storms and rains, and he knows the dangers. Even the Highness is not willing to touch. If he solves the crane in a stupid way, how stupid it is. He simply puts on the harmless appearance of an old god. He is waiting for the victory under the temple, dragging him to his temple to catch Tang Tian, ​​and his mission is over.
The crane has never seen such a guy with no face and no skin. He grew up under the influence of his mother. The temper was pure and gentle. For a while, he didn’t know where to start.
The two were so stupidly deadlocked.
Suddenly, the two men turned their faces together, and a dazzling beam of light rose to the sky. The heart-rending energy fluctuations are coming from inside the house.
The face of the crane changed greatly, and he did not hesitate to kneel down to Jianfeng Yuan. His body shape suddenly disappeared into the air.
The face of Jian Fengyuan is also slightly changed. When the energy fluctuation suddenly disappears, his face changes dramatically and his body shape disappears.
boom!
The overwhelmed house collapsed completely.
When Rongrou arrived, it was a circle of gravel that reflected in his vision. A teenager was crying.
Tang Tian!
In the heart of Rong and soft, he raised an ominous premonition, and his gaze quickly found not far away, and fell to the temple under the blood.
The blood on the face of Rongrou suddenly faded, and it was as white as paper, and the figure was almost swaying. His Royal Highness in the pool of blood, the breath is extinct, there is no life.
Suddenly, he had a flower in front of him and a figure in front of him.
crane!
After Qi Jinyuan was one step behind, he saw the scene in front of him, and suddenly he was stunned, and his face was unbelievably frightened. His head is like a punch, his brain is blank, His Royal Highness...
Impossible... how could it be...
How can the power of His Royal Highness be able to die? What's more, there is still something in His Royal Highness...
His lips are stunned and trembling. As soon as he thought of his anger, he trembled involuntarily.
"Old Jane, grab the thing!" Rong soft anxious voice, let Jianfeng Yuan wake up like a dream.
He was a spirit, and suddenly reacted. Yes, now his Highness is dead. If that thing is lost again, the Great Bear will be badly hurt. For him, this is also the only chance to make a sin.
"Step aside!"
Jane Fung’s eyes were red and staring at the crane, like a beast in desperate circumstances. For the time being, he sleek all the worlds and left them behind.
He Zheng is against Jianfeng Yuan, his body is slightly undulating, and his right hand is held on the hilt hanging on his waist. Jane Fungyuan madly whipped up the airflow brought by the power, and the black sleeves of the cranes were wide and elegant, and the body of the crane did not move. The raised face was as calm as water.
"come on!"
The two words of simplicity and simplicity are firm and there is no change.
Jane Fengyuan roared, and the whole person was like an irritated violent bear. He rushed toward the crane, and the ghost knife dragged out the long gray knives. The knives whispered and screamed, and the low sounds like the beasts.
He squinted his eyes, his heart was calm and unparalleled, he was unmoved, and the glimpse of the vision, he saw a figure, quietly from another direction Tang Tian.
The nerve Tang is in a bad state. To block the two, you must shrink the defense.
The crane keeps the posture of the sword, the upper part of the body does not move, and the frequency of the small step is very fast.
The crane brought a series of afterimages, and each of the afterimages was very realistic. The crane dance of the cranes was played to the extreme in his hands.
A soft flower in front of him, the crane appeared again in front of him.
So fast!
Rongrou does not care about the exclamation, and swells the remaining force in the body, slamming a shot!
A transparent circular ripple, like a slow-moving fly to the crane. The gray knife of Jianfeng Yuan, whistling.
The crane is in the shape of a body, and the eleven identical black figures appear in front of the two.
A clear voice, thirteen black figures swayed, and at the same time a sword.
Ding!
boom!
Two very different sounds ~EbookFREE.me~ shocked the eardrum.
The black shadow disappeared like a bubble, leaving only the crane standing in the same place with the sword. The shape of the crane is like a nail, and it is nailed in place. It does not move, and the corner of the mouth is bright red.
His expression is as calm as water, and the white, slender fingers wipe the blood marks from the corners of his mouth, even if this movement is elegant and moving.
Rong Rou squirted a blood, he was already a strong end, strong self-powered, and the crane hard to fight, nowadays really counter-attack, suddenly seriously injured.
When Tang Tian was awakened, he saw the crane in front of him and murmured: "Little Crane..."
But the next moment, Tang Tian reacted: "Little Crane, are you injured?"
Tang Tianqi clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he rushed to Jianfengyuan.
"Please don't intervene." Crane's firm voice, hard to interrupt Tang Tian, ​​Tang Tian first heard the crane so determined and so indisputable tone, he stared at the back of the crane.
The crane stood up again, the back was like a sword, and a firm voice came from the back.
"This is my opponent, this is my guardian range, this is my battle, please let my sword finish it!"
The crane erected the crane sword in his hand. He was as light as a water scorpion. At this time, it was bright enough to enter the human eye. The whisper floated out of his lips, like a vow.
The crane sword with his sheath in his hand shines brightly, reflecting his face, devout and solemn, and his wide black dress has no wind.
The heart of the crane has never changed... Sword, can you hear it?
The crane trembled in the hand, and the corner of the crane's mouth showed a warm smile.
Sword wheel, dance.
Thirteen black figures, but they are graceful and elegant, like a crane dance. Dazzling interspersed, swords like cranes, thirteen swords, one for one.
Sword mans like a round!
Sword crane dance!