: 6019, no coffin, no tears

With a long knife in hand, Zhang Fan’s breath changed instantly, and the weight was like a mountain.
He took a step forward and stood in front of Li Lan and Ximen Qianxue.
The knives of the hair burst into a tidal wave, as if in essence, all the disciples of the swordsmen who came to watch the battle were wrapped in it. ,
Zhang Fan’s mysteriousness is very low, but with a knife in hand, it gives a more horrible feeling. The old man’s face is dignified, and the silver sword air light group flicks back and forth between the fingers, but does not take the lead in launching an attack.
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"Is it a man who is a sword?"
Ding Hao looked at the strange position from all sides and surrounded his fifteen masters.
These people are the strongest in the realm of the Emperor Wu. If they are single-on-one, Ding Hao has the confidence to kill them all, but they stand in a faint form of formation, chaos the secret, and isolate the aura between the heavens and the earth. There are signs of self-containedness between the two, and the fifteen people are united in one machine. There is no trace.
"A dying cockerel, there is no need to ask so much." Among the fifteen people, a young man who seems to be only in his twenties sneer.
Ding Hao looked at him and smiled casually: "The little guy, among the fifteen, only your strength is the lowest, it is just a martial artist, and I see that your air is not stable, Xuanqi sees its powerful In fact, it is scattered, the outside is strong, and there is still residual medicine in the body. You are just a poor worm that has been stimulated by the medicinal herbs. If you want to kill me, you are still too far and far away!"
"You are looking for death!" The young man was furious and his body flashed and a sword stabbed.
"Ha ha ha ha..." Ding Hao laughed, did not move in place, punched out.
boom!
The terrible sound of gas explosion is deafening, and there is a sound of dragons in the faint. On the back of Ding Hao, a purple dragon is looming, and the punch is punched out, and it is turned into a roaring roar.
This punch, Ding Hao made a full effort.
[Zihuang Shizhong Jade] is integrated into his spine. Every time Ding Hao pushes the force of the , there will be a dragonfly, and there will be a dragon illusion wrapped around Ding Hao’s body.
"Not good..." The young man changed his face and felt the breath of death.
"Be careful, retreat!" The middle-aged show was also shocked, the first time to drink: "together, save people, [15 days of the magic array] start."
The voice has not fallen.
In the other strong people in the sky, the rumbling liberation of the brilliance of the brilliance, the heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, more than a dozen people like a big star in the night sky, releasing endless starlight, followed by a strip of light Inspired, the fifteen people were connected to form a very strange constellation pattern, and finally connected to the young man.
boom!
It was also at this time that Ding Hao’s purple dragon fist light column hit the young man.
Bloody flying.
White bone sputtering.
"Ah...hey!" The young man screamed, squirting a blood arrow in his mouth, and the long sword in his hand instantly broke the cornice, and then a pair of arms exploded.
The purple dragon fist light column is not what he can resist. It is like ruining and ruining his body. But in this millennium, the entire constellation pattern is completed, and the light column is received by him.
Suddenly a strange power filled out and pulled the power of the purple dragon fist from the body of the young man.
Booming!
A terrible roar in the sky, the constellation of fifteen people flashed rapidly, and the invisible strength of the expansion, almost at the same time, the fifteen masters shook in shape.
After a long while, this terrible breath disappeared.
The young man of the "Spouted Swordsman" had a pale face, and the sweat of the forehead soy beans rolled down. His face was still full of horror and fear, and a pair of horror was undecided.
He really just walked around the gate of the ghost.
If it wasn’t for the middle-aged scholars and other people in a critical moment, they would launch the [Five-Day Star Magic Array], gather the power of everyone, and resolve the purple dragon fist blow. I was afraid that he would be beaten by Ding Hao in an instant. To the slag.
"You are lucky." Ding Hao slowly recovered his fist.
The illusion of a purple dragon was still lingering on his body and arm fists, and it took a long time to dissipate.
This punch, Ding Hao used his strongest force, which is equivalent to the Wuyi Wuhuang.
Ding Hao’s original idea was to take the opportunity to kill one of the fifteen masters and break the opposite side. Unfortunately, at the end of the day, it still seemed to be a loss, and the young man escaped his life.
This strange array method is really good.
The fifteen masters composed fifteen large stars, which coincided with the mystery of the operation of the cosmic stars. They could use the power to move the flowers and connect them to the wood. The power of one of them was evenly distributed to the bodies of fifteen people, which was tolerated by all.
In this way, unless the attacker has the power to smash the fifteen great emperors.
Otherwise, it will be deeply immersed in it, and it is difficult to kill any one of them.
opposite.
The middle-aged show is also a little surprised and scared.
He never imagined that Ding Hao’s strength was so horrible, it was just a punch, and there was a dragon and a tiger’s power. Even if it’s [15-day Star Magic Array], he couldn’t solve it. Any one of the fifteen people - no, any two or three, against Ding Hao, I am afraid that will be spiked in an instant.
This kind of strength is much stronger than the information collected before.
It is terrible.
"Don't be slammed, don't be blindly shot by Ding Hao." The middle-aged show looked at the young and strong, and screamed.
The middle-aged show is also somewhat disappointed.
Since the news of the fall of Ning Huxiao in the [Hundred Battlefield], [Chutian Jianzong] has put all the resources on the young man who broomed the eyebrows, hoping to cultivate another The new generation of the door, but his performance, but disappointing, just by Ding Hao a sentence, the teasing of the fire, rushed to shoot, and sent to death is no different.
This kind of behavior is simply stupid.
The young man who broomed his eyebrows promised that he would not have the slightest time to make it.
In his heart, he was also scared. All the pride and superiority in his heart were dispelled by the punches. He slowly operated the mysteriousness, including a vitality drug, his fried flesh and blood on his arms. A strip of granulation creeps at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a new pair of palms grows between the eyes.
The strongest in the realm of the Emperor Wu, the body is tyrannical, and supplemented with medicinal herbs, it is not difficult to do this.
Looking at Ding Hao’s eyes, he was already scared.
The middle-aged scholar took a long breath and sighed: "Sure enough, it is the talent of the heavens, the power of this boxing, this seat recognizes the Buddha, and I don't want to see Li Xianglai personally come to Xuezhou, Ding Hao, I I can't bear to kill the genius of the Terran martial arts. If you let go, you will surrender all the income from the [Hundred Battlefield] and join my door. Today, I will spare you, how?"
"So, are you all [Spouted Swordsman] people?" Ding Hao asked calmly.
The middle-aged show winner wins the ball in the tunnel: "This seat [Chutian Jianzong] Li Xianglai, the elder of the South Court, is the master of the South Campus of the [Five-day Swords]. Some of them are friends, they are all powerful swordsmen of the prominent side of Jianzhou. So many people come together for you, Ding Hao, you should also be proud, don’t be lucky, the power of this array is not If you can do it, if you are stubborn, you will die."
"Oh," Ding Hao nodded, and then said very seriously: "Not a person who is a "splitting sword", give you three time to hurry, so you don't have to do a slaying ghost."
Among the sky, no one of the fifteen strong men turned and left.
"I really don't see the coffin and I don't cry." Ding Hao was serious about counting the time, and then didn't know who to say to him. He smiled and said: "Listen well, this war I will come by myself, no one should shoot. help me."
far away.
The white and the confession of the wind and the big fat man grinned and smiled. The young man with a negative sword also shrugged, and the two stood securely.
The Xie Jie had already taken the sword and stood it in front of him. The right palm of Jingying jade pressed on the sword, and he frowned and slowly recovered his palm.
"Hey, I have a lively look. I don't know if these people can kill Ding Hao?" The little horned cockroach Ding Ding smiled innocently: "I look forward to it, come on, come on, only the strongest man can take possession." My sister, Xiao Qing Yu Jie, can be my brother-in-law!"
The face of Xie Jie’s face suddenly darkened.
The yak demon king behind her did not speak. She took a step and grabbed Tintin's horns with her backhand. When she raised her hand, she threw the little to the ice peak outside the kilometer, and slammed the ice peak. Directly shredded.
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"The time has passed, it is a pity that you have made the wrong choice, then you will die."
Ding Hao slowly swayed his shoulders and moved his body. A burst of screaming like a thunderous sound, it spread out in his body. In the twinkling of an eye, his body seemed to be slightly inflated, and his body shape changed instantly. Get healthy.
When he looked up again, the eyes were covered by a silver and gold glaze.
boom!
A boxing out.
The dragons burst into flames, and a purple dragon in the sky was lingering in the shadows. It was lifelike and surrounded Ding Hao. He punched every punch, and his energy was like the sea. He was like a purple dragon.
The object chosen by Ding Hao is still the young man with the brow eyebrows.
"Since you don't know how to live and die, you will kill you completely today..." The middle-aged show sneered and shouted: "Everyone works hard to suppress him, no need to keep his hands."
The voice has not fallen.
Fifteen light groups emerged in their hands, emitting silver sword light, exactly the same as the silver sword pill in the hands of the old man. It was obviously a sharp weapon, the sword pill came out, the sky, suddenly It is a fascinating sword light, as if it were a silver silk, cutting the entire space into irregular pieces.
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