Chapter 595: Do I cry?

Yu Wei, the prince of the gimmick who was killed last night, was still in the title of the disciple of Tian Xing, and even heard that this person had smashed the reincarnation of the sorrowful world.
When he was on the verge of a knife, it was just a faint sentence, which made people feel happy. This powerful atmosphere has never been seen in anyone.
If they knew that the one in front of him had once fallen from the river named Zhenxianwu, then it was necessary to scare the urine on the spot.
For a time, the emperor of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the emiss of the girders, and the commanders of the presence and the guards were all stunned. After a while, the servant leader said: "The holy commander, take this person, don't talk to him. Polite, life and death."
"kill him!"
The guards roared, the generals, the guards, and the swords and swords rushed toward Jiang Xiu, or flew up, or the snow on the feet, swarming.
"kill!"
Jiang Xiu’s eyes were cold and he said to Shangguan Zhaorong, who is next to him:
Stand behind me!

Shangguan Zhaorong is of course a good match, but although a pretty face is anxious, but there is no fear, no panic, and some are awkward.
"Hey!"
When the first air guard of the air had already rushed, the sword in the hands of Jiang Xiu, when the air was empty, the sword could not see even the fast, but the guard was already smashed and fell.
Then the cross-swords made a stroke, and the two guards who rushed to the side of the side also fell to the ground. The black iron armor and their body were the same as the paper paste under Jiang Xiu’s sword.
The of the Great God, although there is no artifact of the life, but also God, in fact, these ordinary folks can be compared, looked up and saw a guard with a knife and slashed down.
Jiang Xiu stepped forward and stepped on the sword. The first one arrived, and the other part of the throat was in the middle of the throat. It looked more like the other side putting the throat on the tip of the sword!
Between the two interest rates, Jiang Xiu’s body has accumulated more than a dozen bodies, and the start is fast and embarrassing. Everyone looks at the Jiang Xiu dance sword and there is an unspeakable beauty. Anything will be smooth after a thousand things. The feeling will have a beautiful feeling. Jiang Xiu cultivated the kendo for more than 3,000 years. Even without mana, his use of the sword is not imaginable.
"Good, good...strong!"
The guards commanded a half-sound and spit out such a sentence.
"Let a few angels shoot!"
The emperor of the Western Zhou Dynasty can see clearly. Although Jiang Xiu’s life-threatening artifact is broken, such a strong person, even if he has no mana, is not something that ordinary people can incite. It is necessary to dispatch a real strong person to win him.
The sword is better, but if you encounter a real spell, you only have to disarm.
Jiang Xiu looked up and there were no fewer than fifty bodies around him. The snow was melted by the hot blood, but the enemy was killing more and more, and it was overwhelming.
He knew that he would kill like this. His physical strength would be exhausted sooner or later. He said, "Follow me, let us kill."
"Ok!"
Shangguan Zhaorong responded with a voice. Jiang Xiu’s words made her heart warm, her eyes looked at him slowly, watching him sword and another sword killing the enemy under the sword, his eyes became blurred, not really cut. When I got back to God, I realized that my eyes were blinded by tears.
She followed Jiang Xiu's footsteps.
Killing along the water corridor, the oncoming guards were killed by Jiang Xiu in the sink, and Jiang Xiu went all the way.
Suddenly, Jiang Xiu looked up and looked at the sky. There was a man flying in the air, throwing the long sword of the hand, and squeezing the law on his hand, and immediately shot down the flying sword. It is like rain.
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Jiang Xiu's eyes are condensed. In the face of mana, he can't do anything. Can't force is another kind of multiplier. He can see the flaws of the sword, but the opponent obviously understands people. He knows that he is far away from Jiang Xiu. The distance, Jiang Xiu can of course rush to kill him, but if Jiang Xiu rushed up, the Shangguan Zhaorong behind him will be unprotected, what is the end, it goes without saying.
Suddenly, the sword in his hand trembled, and the swords and flowers in a circle and a circle lapped his own oblique dance, but the sword of the physical strength danced faster, how can it compare with the sword that contains the mysteries of heaven and earth. There is no way to compare.
Jianguang went through the sword net and slammed it. Jiang Xiu was separated from the hand by a sword. He also lost his body. If the body is normal, this hand has already been cut.
The huge force that Jianman slammed into the sword also retreated Jiang Zhanzhen. The Shangguan Zhaorong behind him also reflected the allowable retreat, but between the twists, the water rushed and a guard rushed out of the water. And a knife cut to Shangguan Zhaorong.
"what!"
Suddenly a scream, Jiang Xiu hurriedly looked back, but saw Shangguan Zhaorong rushing to dodge behind him, her reaction was fast, she suddenly escaped the other's long knife, but the blade was her The cloak cut a large hole, and with gravity, the entire cloak of the suede fell to the ground.
Jiang Xiu wants to go back to the rescue, but the swordsman in the sky has become faster and he has been innocent. Shangguan Zhaorong looked at Jiang Xiu in his busy schedule, revealing a sweet smile, but the bitterness in his eyes is She couldn’t cover it, she knew that they were finished and could not support it.
But her sweet smile showed her satisfied attitude. Jiang Xiu’s ear sounded the words she said last night. Zhao Rong was not greedy, but overnight, Jiang Xiu would never forget this sentence.
The guards were once again slashing toward Shangguan Zhaorong, not Jiang Xiu’s opponent, but against Shangguan Zhaorong, he had full confidence. Shangguan Zhaorong did not have any weapons, and reached out for a block, but it was an amazing eye. The sub-block is on his wrist. This is a soft underbelly, but Shangguan Zhaorong overlooks one thing. How can her strength compare with the martial arts monk for many years, a huge force rushed over.
"what!"
Shangguan Zhaorong’s voice screamed again, and was reversed by the earthquake. Behind her was the body. When Jiang Xiu looked back, she was bowed by the body. They are now on the corridor of the water. The upper corridor was only the knee, and as she went out, the whole person fell into the pool.
"Zhao Rong!"
Jiang Xiu was shocked. His mana was not there. It was very difficult to see the bottom of the water. But when the guards came out from the water, he saw it. Under the water, there must be a guard of the palace. Shangguan Zhaorong was in the water. This is too Dangerous.
He barely hesitated, and he couldn’t take care of his body and smashed a sword. He turned and jumped to the side, and he plunged into the water.
In the cold winter, the pool was so cold, and the cold Jiang Xiu could not bear it. He tried to swim to Shangguan Zhaorong. He felt his head hurt and a little dizzy, and the strength of his body seemed to be taken away. In the same way, I wondered if the water is cold but not so much. What's more, the water is not frozen, just the order.
But he dive less than a metre or two, and he saw the far-end Zhao Rong. When he saw his scene, Jiang Xiu was stunned. He saw Shangguan Zhaorong sinking in the water and struggling to Jiang Xie. She asked for help, but her body was motionless, and her eyes were desperately looking forward to Jiang Xiu.
boom!
Jiang Xiu’s head seems to be blasting. This scene seems to have met before. No, it should be that he remembers it. In the ancient desert city of the earth, Xie Ting fell into the water. She reached out and wanted Jiang to save her, but she seemed to be herself. Can't move.
"The son..."
The ardent voice seemed to be in the ear. Jiang Xiu felt tears in his eyes. In his life, he suffered countless betrayal and injury. The woman in front of him treated him like this. He would rather give up everything than the repair. I only want to change her safely.
"no no……"
Jiang Xiu’s heart is eager.
"The son..."
In the eyes of Shangguan Zhaorong, there is endless nostalgia. She will know that she is reluctant, she is not reluctant to die, but she is reluctant to leave her son.
"Zhao Rong!"
Jiang Xiu’s hand stretched out, but he didn’t know who he was going to be. It’s Shangguan Zhaorong or another person, so he didn’t dare. At this moment, his heart was very painful and painful.
"I have tears?"