Chapter 1657: Man in black

The poems danced softly, and the black beads danced quickly. She slid in the air with a very elegant attitude, and the ribbons flying behind the clothes were like wings!
"call……"
Just for a moment, she rushed to the trenches with bare hands!
The dark golden axe in the hands of this trench is called "Xiaoyue Wolf", and it is also a famous artifact. He saw this saint woman dare to face his own double axe with his own hands. Suddenly, he naturally would not think that this saint woman is a big one!
The burly body was a leap now, two dark golden axe like a door panel, facing in front of him, then his whole person is like a bull, and smashed toward the poem!
"Crash you!"
This hill is generally thick and thick, and with the unique explosive power of the Mozu, the power of this collision is not small.
In contrast, the soft and weak body of the poetry dance, if it is hit by a trench, is afraid to be broken!
However, the poetry dance is a smile, the original scattered black beads changed their position in an instant, began to be arranged regularly, and she did not evade the face of the trenches!
"The saint woman is really so big! Can you dare to endure the trenches of the trenches?"
"Must she should have a coping style, otherwise it would not be so stupid..."
"Oh, maybe it’s just a suspicion. If this battle is not fooled, you can directly hit the saint woman into pieces!"
During this period, Tie Yuecheng faced this side of the hill, and there were many towering pavilions. Many warriors gathered in these pavilions. There were also people of the tribe, and there were also saints. They exchanged information with each other. Even fighting each other...
However, these pavilions are artificially built, and consumption in them also requires the payment of real stone, and the price is high.
However, the warriors who dared to sway in the waters of the Kwai Shui have already seen wealth as something outside their bodies. After all, the challenge of the saints is likely to fall at any time. There are more real Yuanshi and Zhenyuan jade in the hands. What is the use?
These people’s voices just fell...
The two axes of the trenches have suddenly slammed into the poem.
But at the moment of the collision, a strange scene appeared. The poetry and air dance was as light as paper, and there was no force at all. She was like a piece of willow that danced with the wind, with a pair of trenches. The axe floated over!
The trenches were also a surprise. Under this charge, he only felt that he had hit a piece of cotton. The other party was not stressed at all. His strength was no longer harmful to the poetry dance!
The trembling reaction as a big landlord is also extremely fast!
Since the impact has no effect, the double axe in his hand is dancing in the fastest time to the poem below!
Poetry and air dance is as light as paper, but the two dark golden axe of the trenches are like scissors. Under the staggered left and right, it is necessary to "cut" the poems into two.
But the two axes of the trenches were cut down, and there was no flustered color on the face of the poem. The soft body was slightly twisted, and the whole person was stuck in the gap between the giant axes. It was directly attached to the arms of the trenches. The hand was gently rubbed on the strong chest muscles of the trenches, but there was a scent of fragrance left on the chest of the trenches, but it was a smile, and it was quite contemptuous in the eyes. Color, if there is a dagger in her hand at the moment, the trenches have already been opened by her!
Although the smile is beautiful, the laughter is quite pleasant, but the war has no intention of appreciating. He knows that this woman is definitely a powerful character. Now she is playing around herself, obviously not putting him in the eye!
Under the anger, he is a bear hug. If he can catch this saint woman, he will be able to crush her with brute force.
However, the poetry dance at this moment is like a slippery fish, which has been drilled from the trenches of the trenches, and the clothes are fluttering, and the distance between the trenches is opened, and the hands are light. Pat a slap.
The trembling of the heart was amazed, and it was discovered that he was surrounded by the black beads unconsciously. These beads were sequenced into a formation, which was inspired by the moment when the poetry was clap!
"Hey..."
The black beads burst in a flash, and a black light bursts out to completely wrap the trenches!
The weapons possessed by this poetry dance are almost all one-time magic weapons. The black beads against the trenches are now "black inflammation beads". The black inflammation generated after bursting from these black beads has a strong annihilation force, those black After the explosion bursts, it releases a powerful force of annihilation in the air.
For a while, the black inflammation gradually dissipated, and two black things fell from the air. It was the two big axes of the trenches. These two big axes were no longer shaped, and the dark golden light faded. Exhausted, as for the trenches, I was completely annihilated by black inflammation.
"Nothing... Is anyone willing to challenge me?" asked the poem.
Her eyes circled on the hills. There were many powerful warriors outside the hills, but they all remained silent. It seems that no one dares to challenge her today. She turned her head and followed her. Go and go...
In fact, those powerful warriors are not afraid of this enchanting saint woman.
It’s just that there are countless one-time magic weapons on this woman, and they are all powerful. It’s really difficult to beat her. What’s more, these warriors are very self-satisfied. The purpose of coming to the Kwai Shui community is to challenge Capricorn, not too big for others. interest of!
"Hey, let's not say that you have won the Capricorn. I can't even get a saintist in the universe of Da Yan!"
"It seems that the warriors who have lost in the hands of the saints are also in the top ten?"
"There are no people who have tasted a defeat!"
The warriors in the Iron Moon City sighed in a low voice, and some people drunk and drunk, and made a sad word with nature...
But just as the poetry dance just turned, but one person climbed up the hill.
The man was dressed in a black suit, and his body was wrapped in a thick robe. Only one gap reveals a pair of stars-like eyes. When the warrior climbed onto the hill, he asked faintly: If you beat you, can you challenge Capricorn directly?"
Capricorn is now too famous, and he only has to fight three people a day. Now he has to challenge the Capricorn to line up.
When I heard that the black man asked, the poetry dance again turned his head again, and his face showed an expression of interest, but he shook his head. "It is not like this!"
"What do you mean?" the black man asked coldly.
The poetry dance is a charming smile. "If you beat me, Capricorn will naturally help me out, he will certainly challenge you!"
"That's good!"
The goal of the black man is to come to Capricorn. He has no interest in the poetry game. He only sees his arm tremble, and the robe shrouded in his body is fragmented and scattered with the wind. Going and revealing his true colors at the same time, it is a young man.
The pair of young men under the sword eyebrows shine like a star, revealing the endless color of pride. At the same time, he reached out and shot, and a fiery red gun appeared in the young man!
"That is... Xuanyuan morning wind!"
"Hahaha, I know that the way we humans will finally be shot!"
"This Xuanyuan morning breeze is second only to the existence of Luo Zheng and Hua Tianming. Before Luo Zheng was born, he was the first!"
"It’s terrible to make these enchanting characters improve. After he enters the landlord, his strength will advance, and now it will only be more powerful!"
Because the Taoists were slow to show up, they were disappointed by the numerous warriors in the universe.
The so-called martial arts struggles to win the brave, many warriors understand that failure is not terrible, terrible is not to fight, but also because of this, greatly affecting the morale of the universe...
These warriors did not expect that they did not wait for Luo Zheng in their expectations, but they waited for the Xuanyuan morning wind!
For a time, in the high and low pavilions in the entire Iron Moon City, there was a burst of cheers, as if the victory was close at hand, and even some of the most drunken warriors were awakened by a spirit.

Xuanyuan morning wind?

The poems of the poems are slightly tilted, and the pair of soft and charming eyes suddenly show a strong interest.
She knew quite well the background of the ten Taoists. When Luo Zheng returned from the forbidden land, she recognized the origin of Luo Zheng for the first time.
As far as she knows, the origin of this Xuanyuan morning wind is quite simple!