: 6018, another cracked sword

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Jianguang is like electricity.
An ice peak in the southwest burst into a blast, and dozens of figures and electric lights generally came out.
These people are shining like the sun's hot rays, tyrannical, and in a twinkling of an eye, they come to the sky above the peaks of the cold, surrounded by Ding Hao from all directions, murderous.
These dozens of people are by no means the Xuezhou warriors. The power is somewhat outrageous.
Their position, there is a kind of mysterious sign, seemingly messy, actually concealing some kind of martial arts to the rational, exhaled air, just to block all the space on all sides, like a continuous desert, slow The area will be closed and the small spring of Ding Hao will be covered.
Countless people were shocked at the scene.
It seems that these people have been hiding in the distance for a long time, but they have not found it.
"Oh, Ding Hao, didn't you think about it?" A laugh came from afar.
The figure flickers, and there are hundreds of streams of light flying around. From the distant horizon, like a lightning bolt, the sky is flying through the void. In the twinkling of an eye, it comes to the end of the thousand cold peaks, dressed for the first scholar, waist hanging The long sword of the handle, with awe-inspiring face, kindness and kindness, looks like a master of the predecessor's style, but unfortunately the face is a bit smug and proud, but makes him look a little cloudy.
This person is Fang Yuan, the president of Qingping College.
Beside him, Qingping College is loyal to his elite masters, as well as other masters of the martial art, all of whom participated in the attack on the swordsman of the Xuezhou strong.
"Oh, a group of mourning dogs, hiding in the ten days, I thought I had already escaped. I couldn’t think of the beasts fighting, but dare to take the initiative to die. I really don’t see the coffin without tears." Ding Hao was not worried because he was besieged by dozens of foreign masters. His sharp eyes are like ice blades, falling on Fang Yuan and others, nodding his head: "It’s just right, today you guys are going to die!"
In a word, let Fang Fangan and others, can not help but be frightened, to take a breath.
However, seeing the fifteen absolute strong people who surrounded Ding Hao in the air, Fang Yi'an's heart suddenly calmed down.
"Qingping College, irrelevant, please leave immediately, don't make mistakes." Fang Xiao'an's eyes fell on the faces of the Xuezhou warriors. The look of arrogance and arrogance, the tone of voice contains an unquestionable command. .
These days, he was scared by Ding Hao and Zhang Fan, but in the face of other Xuezhou warriors, it is still a high-ranking dominant posture.
Under the strong gaze of Fang Yuan, the Xuezhou warriors who came to watch this war, although angry, had to leave quickly.
A fierce battle will break out.
Definitely the most horrible battle.
It seems that Qingping College is preparing for a long time, designed the killing of the game, and has to fight with Ding Hao and others.
"Friends from afar, today's business is gone, please leave here." [Xuanshuang Shenwei] leader Feng Chao stagnate the void, facing the foreign strongman above the snowy peaks, talking The attitude is a bit polite, but it still looks very strong.
He represents the [Xuanshuang Shrine], even if the strength is not as strong as these foreign states, but the status is much higher.
The power of Xuan Shuang Jingu, in the entire northern region, no one dares to provoke.
"Everyone, the same day, today, I have issued a cracked sword, and I have to revenge the dead elder Wan Jiansheng and my disciple Han Yangjian, and kill the thief Ding Hao. Please also avoid it, so as not to fight together later. And innocent, if someone is not self-reliant, it is hard to stay... Hey, then all the consequences, you are responsible."
Among the strong men of Ding Hao, a strong middle-aged show, the tone is tough.
It turned out to be the person who cracked the sword.
[Chu Tian Jian Zong] is the super sect of Jianzhou, the second continent of the northern region. The sword is fiercely named, and many large gates are also discolored.
Under such a situation, some foreign strongmen who originally had the mentality of fish and fish, know that there is no chance. At this time, it is not appropriate to provoke [Xuanshuang Shenwei], but not to provoke [Shen Tian Jian Zong] people, weigh Under the circumstance, most of the foreign strongmen were cold-streaked and turned into a stream of light, and they quickly disappeared into the sky.
Of course, some people have stayed.
The big fat man and the high-skinned young man with a negative sword are still ignorant of everything, still watching a play, and looking at everything in front of them.
The mysterious strong man who was covered in purple mans also stood still.
Xie Jieyu shines with the fire of the phoenix. If there is nothing, such as red, it will make the whole person more beautiful and dusty. It is like the most beautiful face of the white and white jade. I can’t see any special expression. Still standing still in the same place, on her shoulder, the shofar 丫 丫 丁 丁 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 喜 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒 棒
The two demon kings behind the female martial arts also did not move.
"Oh, there are people who are not afraid of death." The middle-aged show of the "Spouted Swordsman" snorted, but it can also be felt that the people who stayed are strong among the strong, not good, and Did not take the initiative to provoke, just told others to pay attention to defense.
Fang Yanan made a look, brushing more than a hundred masters, and the ice peak where Zhang Fan and others are located, surrounded by four dough groups.
"The trap has already been opened. You guys asked the swordsman's little sister, do you really think that you can't turn the sky? Hey, wait for Ding Hao to go down with Huang Quan today, go see your devil's head, haha!" The color of the cockroach.
The so-called heart is born, this is only a few months, his temperament has completely changed, from the former noble and majestic elders to the yin and ice.
Li Lan, Ximen Qianxue and others did not talk much, and each took out the weapons in their hands.
Zhang Fan did not say a word, slowly pulled the longbow again, and directed Fang Fangan in the sky.
Fang Yan'an face changed dramatically.
Between the two knives, he lost the hand of the boy in front of him, and made him famous, so that he was attracted to his life, but even if he hated to go crazy, he could not help. After all, Zhang Fan’s enchanting strength is not He can be enemies, and today Zhang Fan's power is even more shocking. He is shocked by the [Tianyin Valley] battle. If Zhang Fan uses bows and arrows, he is afraid that he will not have the possibility of escape.
At this moment, he was aligned with the longbow, and Fang Xiao’an had a fear of being stared by the of death.
Fortunately, at this time, a figure flashed and stood in front of him.
An old man with a thin body, a thin skin and a thin white hair, and three or two white beards on his chin, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him down. Even if it is a breath of air, it is filled with a death that is about to decay. However, this air machine is extremely powerful. At the moment of standing out, it blocks the pressure released by Zhang Fan's long bow.
This is a master.
Zhang Fan’s expression is like a rock, without any change, his arms are shocked, and the longbow is instantly pulled to the full moon state, and then the hand is loose.
An incredible stream of light, bursting from the bowstring, instantly came to the front of the old man.
boom!
A thunderous explosion.
A wave of transparent power spread in front of the old man, as if the void was melted by the softness of this arrow. The four or five people standing next to the old man were swept by this wave, and half of the body instantly turned into nothingness.
"Cough and cough... good arrow method... cough and cough... I almost removed my old man's bones."
The old man coughed again and again, as if he was sick and ill, but he did not have the slightest scar on his body. He saw a ray of light resembling the sun, appearing on the tip of his finger, like a star, releasing a peerless sword. Sharp air machine, it is heart-rending.
At that moment, it was this sword air group that blocked Zhang Fan’s earth-shattering arrow.
This result has caused many people to change color.
This elder is a terrible superpower.
Can block Zhang Fan this will kill an arrow, the strength is at least four martial arts emperor, this old man is really terrible.
Zhang Fan’s rocky face still has no expression at all. He didn’t even have the slightest change because his arrow was blocked. He still slowly opened the longbow, and his waist and eyes were one, and his body was sinking. In the blink of an eye, once again, an arrow is shot again.
The streamer passes over the sky.
Like a golden scissors, the blue curtain is cut ruthlessly.
Stronger than the previous one.
The singularity of the scorpion, like the wrath of the gods, can't help but think of the myths and legends. After the ancient demon gods, they shot the destroyed arrow of the demon lord Jinwu.
This time, the old man's attitude is not as careless as before.
In the coughing sound, his left foot slightly stepped back, and the T-step stepped on the void, and the twilight group in his hand suddenly bloomed and turned into a meteor bursting out. The electric light stone collided between the flying waves. Above the orange arrow.
Hey!
The terrible popping sounds again.
A wave of transparent power ripples, like a roaring raging wave, spread uncontrollably and swept through the void. This time Fang Fangan and others had long since shunned in the distance and were not affected.
"Cough and cough, the body bone of the old man is about to be shaken away..." The old man in the void, retreating three or four steps in a row, barely stood firm, the ball of the sword returned to the hand, the color was slightly Dimmed a bit.
Zhang Fan is still expressionless, and the third time slowly holding the bowstring.
at this time--
"Xiaofan, protect other people, don't shoot."
Ding Hao’s voice suddenly came from a high altitude in the distance.
Zhang Fanyi, immediately put away the longbow, from the storage ring, take out a black sword with the same huge exaggeration, the position of the handle and the blade, there is a palm-sized black round magic stone, flashing The glamour of the light.