: 46. In the middle of the nephew, hit you enough

Looking at the Yan Zhao song, the gas is a hundred steps, condensed into a soldier, and the dragon is suddenly black. `
He was seriously injured, and he could not support his spirit and directly passed out.
The second fiasco under the Yanzhao singer has already made him depressed.
At this moment, I saw that Yan Zhaoge went even further. In the mid-term promotion of the nephew, the master was drinking water and eating.
In this way, he has to endure the method of the sun with a huge side effect, and forcibly break through to the sergeant. What is the point?
It is clear that in the town of Longyuan, everyone is also the realm of the late sect of the guilty. In such a short period of time, how can Yan Zhaoge break through the difficulties and advance to the middle school?
Is everything in the hands of Zhen Longyuan before the fight?
In addition to Qian Yuanlong, other Dazi Shengzong disciples who have seen Yan Zhaoge’s shot in the town’s Longyuan have also been stunned.
It was Xiao Sheng, all of which shook his body and almost fell directly from the air.
Nima!
How long did Laozi spend from the late guilt to the middle of the nephew?
Xiao Sheng’s eyes were round, and he didn’t even dare to continue thinking about it.
Yan Zhao song suffocated into a long whip in his hand, shaking in midair, and then making a loud noise.
"Is it too early to expose? Forbearance? Why should I endure?" Yan Zhao said, "I know what you can do? What is it like you can treat me?"
"There are many more people who can win in this world, but it does not include you Xiao Sheng."
Yan Zhaoge waved the other hand, and the sigh of cohesiveness turned into a huge ice blue sword in midair. `
The blaze on the blade is faint, with a dragon-shaped light and shadow flashing.
The white ice dance emerged, surrounded by long swords, like ice dragons hidden in the clouds.
Xiao Sheng took a deep breath: "Yan Zhao song, you seem to have forgotten one thing."
"You are still only in the middle of the nephew."
"Unless you can be promoted to the late stage, or else you will die today!"
In the sound of the long whistle, Xiao Sheng roared and fell from the sky.
The golden light, like the sword rain, fell to the Yan Zhao song.
Yanzhao singer waved, ice blue long sword slammed in midair, as if the dragon flew in the sky, the golden streamer was intercepted one by one.
Although Jinguang is heavy, Xiao Sheng is a repairer in the later period. Every golden light is incomparably concise, and it may not be worse than the sword of Yan Zhaoge.
However, the swords of Yan Zhaoge can be spotted in the weakest position of Xiao Sheng Jinguang.
So that although the swordsman was an enemy, it stopped the rainy golden stream.
It’s just those golden streams, but it’s a sham of Xiao’s attack.
The golden light that was broken by the sword was broken, and it seemed to be filled with mist in the air, and it did not completely disappear.
Numerous remnants of gold shrouded the four wild, but instead formed a scene of late world, sunset and evening.
Xiao Sheng’s mouth overflowed with a cold smile, and the palms of the palms changed, and they were launched toward Yan Zhaoge.
The world in which the suffocating temperament was created, the world of glory, and the landslide at the center, slamming toward Yan Zhaoge!
The glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the palm of the hand, this moment was completely spurred by Xiao Sheng, far from the day with the big day saint puppets interpretation comparable!
Yan Zhao’s eyes in front of the world are like the moment when the setting sun sets. The darkest evening, there is only one despair in front of me. `
"what!"
Yan Zhao song snorted and doubled his fists to collect and received his own belly.
The left hand is firmly pressed on the lower abdomen and does not move.
The right hand trembled and patted the body.
Two hands, one move and one quiet, one yin and one yang, one sinks and condenses, and achieves perfect harmony.
The Dinghai Lingquan in the left hand six spirits of the magic boxing, the image of the spirit turtle.
In the right hand, the six snakes in the magical boxing, the king of the snake, the elephant of the heavens.
Turtles and snakes intersect, dynamic and static, Yin and Yang Jiaotai.
On the lower abdomen of the human body, it is hidden inside the muscles. There is a famous commercial song, also known as the blood gate, the most important intermediate point of the blood circulation of the military.
Stimulate the blood, cooperate with the heart, the whole body blood immediately boils, energetic, exploding unprecedented potential.
Before the great annihilation, there was a cloud in the collection of the Zhenwu Boxing.
"Blood business song, the of Beidou Zhenwu!"
An eager and slow stagnation of two blood in the Yanzhao song Shangqu points gathered together, embraced into a group, as if the chaotic element before the opening of the heavens.
The next moment, the qi and blood elementary tires slammed, and the powerful strength of the far-off time, bursting from Yan Zhao’s body!
Both hands are pushed forward together.
The left hand suffocates into a giant shield, like a sea turtle.
The right hand suffocates into a thick long whip, just like the king of the snake.
The turtles and snakes intersected and rushed forward together.
A giant image appears vaguely.
Beidou Zhenwu Emperor!
Turtle and snake combined, true Wu Xiansheng!
As if pushing the power of reclamation in the mountains, pushing to Xiao Sheng, forcibly breaking his glory and glory!
Xiao Sheng was shocked, the palm of the law changed, the evening sun changed to the light, and quickly turned to defend.
The illusion of residual light, fascinating, is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the direction is disordered.
Xiao Sheng's body shape rose extremely in the air, and took advantage of the fact that the old masters could float in the late period, only to avoid the Yan Zhao song.
He suddenly felt a cold sweat: "Is this the strength of the middle-class guru?!"
Yan Zhao song laughed: "In the middle of the nephew, you are enough."
"Take me another blow!"
Yan Zhao songs at the foot of the force, half of the valley of the land was broken by a foot!
With the power of anyway, Yan Zhaoge's whole people skyrocketed, and the shells went straight to Xiao Sheng!
Xiao Sheng snorted and was in the air, suddenly a vertical.
Seeing that the whole person was swift and thunderous, he traversed a large distance in an instant and opened the distance with Yan Zhao.
Daejeon Shengzong rumored Buddhism, one of the Seven Laws of the Great Day, and the Great Day was risen to the sky.
The only pure body in the Seven Laws of the Day, the expansion of the system, the rapid and rapid, as the big day Dongsheng is unstoppable.
After Xiao Sheng avoided the Yan Zhao song with his body, his body shape was immediately vertical, but he rushed to Yan Zhao.
It is precisely to catch the Yan and Zhao songs that can only go straight up and down with the explosive force, and cannot be like the weakness of his usual continuous movement.
Xiao Sheng is on the plunge at this moment, it is to catch the Yan Zhao song old power has been exhausted, when the new force is not born!
A golden wheel rises and shines in all directions, directly to Yan Zhaoge!
Spirit soldiers, Hui Sun.
Xiao Sheng's face is cold, and he is doing his best at this moment.
Yan Zhaoge has been prepared, and the power of the blood-smokers’ hole has exploded again.
The body that had already begun to fall, forcibly stopped in the air for a moment.
Yan Zhao song right hand robe sleeves show, suddenly together like a dragon blue light, roaring out!
This time, the weapon in the Yanzhao singer is no longer a bamboo stick, but a blue-green dagger!
The blade of the sword flashes, and the clear and true is heard, but it is not an illusory shocking dragon!
Spirit soldiers, spirit sword Bilong!
Yanzhao singer and sword, and skyrocketing, suddenly pierced the sky, and instantly killed Xiao Sheng!
The sword is in the direction, the seven stars are gathering, the Beichen is shining, and it is vast!
Guangcheng Mountain Pass martial arts, one of the eight poles, the seven-star sword!
Xiao Sheng was helpless, and he was only able to live in the spirit sword of the Yan Zhao song.
But before Xiao Shengsong’s tone, I saw Yan Zhao’s right hand holding the spirit sword Bilong, and the left hand was also found out in the sleeve of the robe, and the face was hit down!
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