Chapter 1642: Heaven Hell 8

The figure is like a snake, and a staggered step is shot at the person who shot it and did not see it clearly.
The action of Haoyue is fast, and the one-step cloud call is not slow.
As soon as the arm was raised, Ouyang, who was propping up in the air, flew, and the sole of the foot moved, and a sword was cut off toward the person who turned out.
The four people are all wars.
So quiet, they all went to people who were not found in front of them.
Its skill can be imagined.
They can't let him have time to signal.
Ning killed the wrong, did not let go, attacked.
As muddy, the electric flashes.
In the first month of the month, the man who shot him came to the lower abdomen.
Attack weaknesses, one hit will kill.
It’s fast and smashing in the beginning of the month, and it’s never going to be muddy and sharp.
The man who flew in the air saw this cold in his eyebrows, and the sword in his hand slashed and slashed toward the moon, which was faster than the moon.
The index finger of the left hand is vertical, and one finger points to the eyebrows of the moon.
It seems that there is no wind and no waves, but it is murderous.
Fast and unbeatable, the moon has not stabbed, the person's offense and defense has almost attacked the body of Haoyue.
Haoyue is a acquaintance person, and she is brave enough to pick up these two tricks.
At the moment, between the electric and the flint.
The change of the month is also fast, the dagger in the hand does not wait to stab, the silk that has been worn on the wrist, suddenly burst into a burst.
Such a close distance, straight to the eyes of the eyes.
At the same time, the body shape is twisted, the head is low, and it does not retreat. It hits the direction in the direction of the coming person.
When the visitor saw the silk coming too fast, he took his eyes straight, and he couldn’t help but speed up the moment. The hands immediately slowed down by a fraction of a second.
In an instant, it was this time, and the moon flashed past.
And just above her head, the sharp sword.
Almost rubbed her scalp and cut it.
Just listening to the slamming, the long sword slashed into the ground.
On the black soil of the rocky stone, there was a deep mouth at the beginning of the burst, and almost everyone had a wide arm.
And the finger pointing to the index finger between the eyebrows was straight on the stone mountain next to the moon.
"Hey." A soft whistle.