: The Hundred and Hundred and Ten Dancer's War (4)

910 Dancer's War (4)
"Open!" The fat man drank with a domineering posture, and the blue soft sword on his waist painted an incomprehensible sword light, as the momentum climbed to the peak,
The body miraculously flashed over the bayonet that came from behind, a powerful roundabout, neither looked nor looked at, a wonderful and extreme blow, with a trajectory that violates the laws of physics, hitting the back The thin sword
It is precisely the fat man’s best swing back, whether it’s time or angle, they are impeccable. In a hurry, the other party avoids inevitable and can only choose to block the sword with a hard touch.
"when"! Mars burst into the crunchy sound of gold and iron, tearing the empty tranquility of the mountain like a sword. The other party heard a painful mumble, and his face panicked back, apparently he did not expect the fat man to be so powerful. The one-strike will kill, so it is easily broken by people. Instead of gaining any advantage of a dark attack, he was slammed by the strong force of the sword and could only choose to open the distance.
"Pretend to be a ghost! Say, who are you?"
The fat man stood under the moonlight with his sword, his eyes cracked like a delicate figure standing a few meters away,
I saw a Qingxiu woman wearing a double-breasted round neck blue dress, holding a sharp sword in her hand standing there, Bing Muyu skin, beautiful and immortal appearance,
Although his eyes were staring at him with anger,
But it is absolutely beautiful, without a little bit of fat powder, with a kind of indescribable sadness, standing on the top of the mountain, charming and charming. The sharp contour lines that are as sharp as a knife, showing their ruthless character,
"If it's not for the sake of saving Miss Messi, I was in the secret channel just now, and I can kill you!" The woman's fierce tone surprised the fat man.
"You are the first master of Doroc Cloud, Shadow Sting An Sidian!" The fat man looked at each other, and a speculation flashed in his mind, and suddenly his face changed slightly.
"Have you heard of me?" The woman on the opposite side was as cold as an iceberg, and her face calmed down. "It should be Miss Bosha Huali telling you, she was so obsessed with you that she could let go of everything." Will follow you, but unfortunately, you are destined to die here tonight! The heart of this first beauty of Dorok, I'm afraid I will be sad for a while!"
"Haha, if you can kill me if you say big things, then I've been dead and I don't know how many times!" The fat man raised his soft sword in his hands without fear, posing a posture of active attack. Under her brows, there is a pair of gems shining and shining brightly, eyes full of radiance, and there is a coldness that can impress anyone in the silence,
By the crackling fire, "Hoo", a twirling dead leaf was rolled into the air, and the king's domineering tempered on the battlefield filled the space like a violent tide,
"Under the shadow of the thorn, there is no living mouth, any struggle is useless!" "The woman's face is unmoved, and the drooping thin sword in her hand slowly lifts up and points directly at the fat man, with a strong voice in his tone. Self-confidence,
At this time, the fat man really saw the terrible weapon that had just attacked his back, the bayonet sword about half a meter long, the sharp short spikes permeated the brilliant color of the basket Jingjing, and the sharp and dark blue sashimi, If it is not mobile, it seems to be able to hide into the darkness automatically. If you have witnessed it, you will not believe that there will be such excellent forging technology in this era, but the well-known shadow thorn is deserved.
"Yeah, I didn't know who it was just now, even the use of sneaky attacks behind them was used, but still no results!" The fat man's mouth showed a contemptuous ridicule. "There are some things that I didn't know until I tried it."
"The slickest one is the damnest!"
The beauty on the opposite side obviously felt that the fat man was making fun of himself, a pretty white face, and the sharp short thorns in his hand turned into a phantom, the sound of "Zheng",
The short thorn made a trembling chant like it came alive, and it flew from the woman's hand, imaginary shaking, like a flash of lightning, when the fat man was ready to release the sword, suddenly shifted, like a shadow from the side of the fat man Whistling,
It was as if there was no one to control it. The breath of the cold ice just struck again, like being naked in the cold wind and snow.
"Come on well!" The fat man's mouth skimmed dismissively, his eyes flashed brightly, and the blue soft sword in his hand seemed unintentional. In fact, it was already well before the short thorn that broke into the sky.
There are many illusions, and there is no change in one meter of space, every change is so clear and clear,
It's like a leisurely painting. The most terrible thing is that every change makes the method of changing the beauty of the opposite volley flying spear turned into a defeat, giving birth to a sense of utter depression.
"Pang" Shadow thorn Ansi Dian finally couldn't control it anymore, his arm moved sideways, the shadowless thorn that seemed to fly in the sky circled in the air, and then suddenly rushed toward the fat face door,
"Is it used once, can it be used for the second time?" A pair of fat men fired their unprecedented glance, staring at their opponent without blinking. The blue soft sword in his hand suddenly erected, slammed the sword into the void of the void,
"Blank" blue light is illusory, a seemingly empty black void suddenly sounds a crisp and tight sound, swoosh, a very secret black thread falls from the air, and the spiraling shadowless thorn is like losing control, suddenly Deviated from the original direction, leaned to the left of the fat man, and plunged deep into the mound beneath his feet
"Phantom thorn is broken!" The opposite shadow thorn, An Sidian, was obviously stunned. The remote control of the black wire is the secret of the phantom thorn~EbookFREE.me~ But she did not expect that the fat man on the opposite side only saw it once. , You can see through. And it can also predict the location of the phantom thorn very accurately, which is unheard of
"What's the matter, it's my turn!" The fat man snorted suddenly and snatched forward. The soft sword hurried away in his hand. The battlefield was terrible, and he had the courage to move forward and never retreat.
"when"! The sword stabs to fight. The beauty, whose strength is obviously not the opponent, groaned, even the sting was swept by the fat man three steps back, the beauty gasped with a back against a rock to stand
"Who are you!" Shadow thorn Ansi Dian looked at the fat man a few meters away in horror. I don't know why. At the moment when the fat man held the blue sword, it seemed that the man and the sword formed an inseparable and harmonious whole. It was a strong and profound feeling, subtle and unspeakable.
"I said, you are not my opponent!"
The fat man's eyes were shot at the same time, which made An Sidian feel that both inside and outside of the body were seen through, a strong breath like substance, almost pressing herself out of breath, she must be lucky to resist, and even force herself There will be fighting spirit, otherwise it will inevitably be cold and fought without defeat, such martial arts, not just witnessing the experience, others dare not believe it is true.
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