Chapter 1067: 9th-order swordsman battle

Everyone present was an old fox, and those who were in the martial arts were fairly simple. Those who were mixed in the Zongmen were not masters of intrigue, and immediately understood the idea of ​​Ele Pond.
The North Ming dynasty snorted and said: "Then the troubles of the music pool and the adults will make it clear to the Tang dynasty, just now the old man is really impulsive."
Ele Pond sees the North Ming Dynasty and admits it wrong. The heart is dark and happy, and the face is still in the right direction: "Do not worry, we are not happy with this kind of thing, but things have not been recovered. You are all sad."
Everyone also sighed and shook their heads one after another, looking very sad.
Narcissus said inexplicably: "He Xiang, how can they not understand what they said? It seems that the death of the person just now seems to be very sad, but it is because they are not saved, just the talent died, that Why are they sad?"
Everyone has a red face. This little girl is completely ignorant of the world. It is a childish rhetoric. It directly punctures their hypocrisy, and the old faces are dull.
Yan Xiang couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, this is their self-satisfied IQ, we don't know."
The North Minglai wind glared at him, and softly explained: "The Princess of Narcissus does not listen to this demon, this is the most basic etiquette of our human race. The so-called dead is big, this is a respect and memory of the deceased. Or mourn."
"The right pair is mourning."
The rest of the warriors also echoed and said: "It’s true that the wind is not right. The people of Xiquan have unfortunately gone, and we all want to cheer up."
The narcissus became more and more confused, and his face was completely confused. He said: "But... but the man has been asking for help, but you will not save."
She raised her hand to point to Yan Shushu, who was stunned and hanged soon. He said: "Now he is about to be killed. Waiting for you to mourn him?"
Everyone is open-minded and I don’t know how to answer it.
Yu Xiang is laughing and laughing, his eyes filled with contempt and ridicule for everyone.
"Cough, cough!"
Li Yunxiao also felt that his face was dull and he coughed a few times. He said: "He will not die."
He shouted and said: "Yong night adults, stop. Please hand him over to the empty island."
Over there, the murderousness of Jing Yong’s night has already smothered Yan Shushu’s words. After hearing Li Yun’s words, his face flashed a stern sigh, and he directly pointed to the other side’s lower abdomen.
"boom!"
Yan Shushu dan blasted a muffled sound inside, the whole gas sea was blasted, and the body made a "squeaky" leaking sound, and the whole person's strength was leaked.
"what!"
Yan Shushu’s painful screams, his eyes are desperate. The roots of the martial arts were directly destroyed. He instantly became a waste man from a strong Emperor of the Wu Emperor, and even the ordinary mortal was inferior.
The physical and mental wounds overlap and the whole person faints in an instant.
Jing Yong night dragged him to the dead dog and threw it at the foot of Li Yunqi. This was a long sigh of relief, and the great hatred was reported. The whole person felt much more relaxed.
"Li Yunhao, you are so bold!"
Suddenly there was a loud drink outside, and I saw a ray of light coming in. The call of the text appeared in front of him, and there was no murder in the eyes, staring at him coldly.
Everyone is in the heart, and the Lord is finally coming.
The northern scent of the wind is a big joy in the heart, and hurriedly went forward: "Mr. Wen Zhan, the apostle is injured by Li Yunqi, and has nothing to do with the rest of us. You are killing, please feel free, don't need to give us face."
"Oh? Li Yunhao, what else do you have to say?"
A group of murderous murders appeared in the body of the call, and the surrounding temperature dropped instantly.
Li Yun’s hole is shrinking, cold and cold:
The apostle is being provoked by someone, and this is offensive to me. Now the provocative person has been punished by me, and the gentleman wars. If Mr. still feels dissatisfied, what do you want to do? What should I do?"
Calling the text war looked at Yan Shushu, like a dead dog on the ground, and smiled and said: "Hey, just make a dead dog to make a difference? How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
Li Yunqi hugged his hands in front of him and stood quietly in the sky. He said, "I have already said, what do you want to do?"
He did not fear the fearlessness of the day, so that the call to the text was furious and gritted: "Good! How do you treat me, how can I return it to you!"
Calling the text warfare, the cold voice: "Don't say that I did not give you a chance, since the same as the nine-step refiner, as long as you can press me on the soul, this matter will be revealed, otherwise... Humph!"
Li Yunqi is still indifferent, but the colder the eyes, he said: "Please."
In a word of war, the atmosphere between the two became extremely abnormal. In addition to the extreme cold, the space began to twist and entangle like a twist.
Everyone has changed their face and they have retired, for fear of being involved.
The North Minglai Wind and the Xiangxiang are all nervous, and they are staring at the two people every move. They all hope that Li Yunxiao’s corpse will be smashed.
But the two have never moved, keeping a fixed distance between each other, but the space is constantly changing around them, twisted into various shapes, so that the people watching are stunned.
"Tian Yu is very popular!"
The call for the first battle was moved, and both hands were smashed, and a light drink was heard in the mouth.
The space around him suddenly became tight, and it seemed to be suppressed by what, and then suddenly slammed open, bursting out the myriad of feather-like mental impacts, sprinkling, like flying in the sky, drifting to Li Yunxiao.
"Good! This is the wind of Tian Yu, the apprentice of your apprentice is called a shit!"
Li Yunqi sang a song and immediately slammed it with one hand.
An invisible force swayed from him, like a layer of water film, shallowly attached to the skin, those feathers falling from the sky, directly attached to the water film, pierced into the minute was blocked Under, can not hurt the body.
In an instant, Li Yunqi was glued with white feathers, like a big white goose.
There was a sneer in the corner of the call of the text, saying: "If you only have this defense, then everything is over."
Li Yun's face changed slightly, and a cold color appeared in his eyes.
In the hands of the call of the script, the seal was changed, and the cold sounded: "Explosion!"
"Boom!"
The space swayed violently, and there was no fluctuation of power, and the strong mental impact spread out in the air. The white feathers that manifested in the soul force burst open at this moment, turning into a spiritual vortex of the road, not only bombarded in all directions, but also One by one, it is getting bigger and bigger.
"what!"
Li Yunqi made a scream, and the whole person fell directly into the huge spiritual vortex. The body was constantly distorted with the change of space. The hands screamed with his head and his mouth screamed.
The North Minglai and the Xiangxiang are both ecstasy, and they can't help but feel the excitement.
Yu Xiang even directly turned out the eyes of the real dragon and stared at the past. It turned out that Li Yunyi had fallen to the wind, and everything he saw was true. He couldn’t help but laughed loudly.
The battle between the sorcerers is extremely dangerous, and the fierceness of the warriors is still fierce. If you are inadvertent, it is the loss of the soul, but the soul is hurt, but the memory is completely lost, and it becomes a fool.
"Haha, but Err!"
Calling the text war sneered: "This is the end of your injury to my apprentice, giving disciplinary action."
There was a cold flash in his eyes. I remembered the words of the Big Island Lord. It seems that this person has something to use and it is inconvenient to kill.
This is a cold cry, said: "This time so far, if there is another time, it will not kill!"
He printed a little in his hand, and the spiritual vortex disappeared invisibly. Li Yunqi’s constantly distorted body finally turned back to its original state, lying still in the void, but looking far away, his face was pale and oozing out of his pores. Blood comes.
The North Minglai screamed suddenly: "Mr. Wenzhan, don't leave a hand, don't need to give us face, kill it directly!"
The northern blemish brows wrinkled, revealing the color of unpleasantness. He stared at him with vigilance. If he called the literary war to dare to kill, he would definitely save.
Calling the text war ignores everyone, just cold and cold to Li Yun said: "Get up, don't pretend to die. The attack just happened to be a heavy blow to your soul, and it will not die."
He waited quietly for a while, and saw Li Yunqi still floating in it, his brow wrinkled and his eyes flashed doubts.
He took a step forward and walked cautiously forward. Every step went very slowly, because the risk of a duel between the refiners was too great, and any negligence could be fatal.
The doubts in his eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and I always feel that something is wrong.
"what?!!"
The call to the text suddenly screamed and screamed at Li Yunhao, who was suspended in the air.
Where is Li Yunhao, lying in the sky seven holes bleeding is his own!
"How could this be?"
Suddenly ~EbookFREE.me~ call the text war only feels whirlwind, quietly suspended in the air, slowly set up his body, his face is also terrified.
His body trembled and he knew he had already made a move!
How can I be hit by the mental power without knowing it?
But the facts are in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.
Fortunately, the mental quality of the call for the war was hard enough, and I woke up in an instant, slamming my hands and making a mark in my hand and slowly rising, screaming: "Broken!"
A strong force swayed from him, and the surrounding space was constantly changing, as if it had been washed by heavy rain.
The intense pain came from my mind, and the illusion was broken. He recovered the real status quo, and he was already bleeding in seven holes. His face was pale.
His face was even more ruined, his body trembled fiercely, and he was afraid after a while. If I had not left my own feelings, I am afraid that I have completely died under my own tricks at this moment.
Be good to people, be good to yourself!
"what happened?"
Everyone was shocked and looked at it.
They suddenly found that the battle between the refiners was too weird, they could not understand.
I will wait for the more, the front is less, I will make up this month!
The monthly ticket has been stable in the sixth place, or continue to ask for a ticket, anyway, everyone stays in their hands, and will be void next month.