Vol 2 Chapter 1741: 音尊魔笛6

Xuanyuan Che suddenly sighed: "Try it."
Look at the sound of the ethereal sound of this sound, how powerful.
No one objected, even though Ouyang Yufei wanted to oppose it, but he did not speak.
The enemy must be personally confronted, only to know how powerful it is.
"Kill." The empty killing sound suddenly broke out. It was still chaotic. At this time, it was already sorted out. The blue man with the sword in his hand screamed.
The long sword in his hand went to Haoyue and other four people, and he slashed it.
The current Xuanyuan Che saw, the eyebrows sinking slightly, looking at a flaw, a sword smashed toward the blue man who flew toward him.
The sword is in the sky and a sword is succeeded.
He hasn't allowed Xuanyuan to get a glimpse, he actually got it.
I saw that the blue man who had been stabbed by him did not know the pain.
I don’t know the danger. I continue to wave my sword and cut it at him.
It is like a broken bamboo, it is both loses.
Blue people can fight for life, but Xuanyuan Che will not.
With such a hesitation, Xuanyuan Che’s sword was withdrawn and passed the sword.
At the same moment, the same is true of Ouyang Yufei and Yun Zhao.
"They don't want to die."
Yun Zhao snorted and his face sank.
"Not to die, but they don't know how to die."
Ouyang Yufei took over the words of Yunzhao, and the voice was extremely cold.
Those who have been tempted by the mind can only listen to the movement of the flute.
Now it's a trick, only knowing one command and one action, the other doesn't know anything.
This group of martial artists with high martial arts has become a living apes.
"Damn." In the first month of the month, Ouyang took a sword and cursed.
Opposite the blue man, he was cut off by an arm in the first month of the moon, but blood was flowing, as if the arm was not his, and continued to rush.
I don't know how to be tired.
The situation, just such an instant, fighting.
The blue man who didn't know what the life was, under the killing of Haoyue, rushed up.
Broken arm, it doesn't matter.
Sword in the chest, it doesn't matter.