Chapter 709: Life and death line 6

Poisonous, the above pregnant is highly toxic.
Behind him, the arrow that started, is coming along the stone wall, approaching Xuanyuan and the moon.
Xuanyuan's eyes suddenly became cold, and the hand touched his waist. The soft sword immediately came out of the sheath, and a sword swept away from the barb below.
The tip of the sword swept, and the barbs that were passed were suddenly cut off by the waist, revealing a large gap in the sesame.
Xuanyuan Che grabbed Haoyue in one hand, and pointed to the ground on the toes. He did not dare to stay at the same time.
The long sword in his hand was swaying, and he did not stop for a moment.
The figure is like a slap in the water, flying away on the barb, and behind the arrow, the arrow is constantly coming into the opposite wall.
The black arrow is on this aisle, murderous.
Xuanyuan Che took a sudden shot, and Haoyue did not stop. He immediately took the silver gloves that were taken away from the Xianbei 17th, and was later retrieved by Ouyang Yufei, and the day on the wrist was hidden. silk.
Lee arrow flies, barbed and thorny.
The feet don't point to the ground, and they fly in.
Nothing can be missed.
The figure flew and looked at the barbed group. At the forefront of this sidewalk, the huge stone suddenly squeaked and the head fell down.
The eyes of the moon are a deep moment.
If the stone door falls, the arrow behind it is constantly shot, and there is a poisonous thorn at the foot. It is not that there is no road in heaven, and there is no door to the ground.
The thoughts in my heart have not been able to turn, and the body has responded for the first time.
The finger was buckled on the wrist, and the silk screamed out, and after the stone gate that fell quickly, the thick stone wall was caught.
At the same time, Haoyue backhand is a grasp of Xuanyuan Che.
When the wrists trembled, the sky was shrunk, and the two figures flew out in the air.
Shimen swiftly fell.
The two figures couldn’t be swept back.
Faster and faster, the gap is getting smaller and smaller.
One meter five, one meter, fifty centimeters.
The passage between the moments is too small to be small.