: 861 took the lead in the game

"call!"
The whistling wind whipped up.
That was what happened at a moment when consciousness was completely unable to catch up.
Just as there is no need to add more words, the two figures at the same time in a short period of time in their static state to their own speed to the limit, turned into a Mercedes-Benz bullet, facing each other, plundering away.
"Hey..."
The pure white streamer flows on the pure white lightsaber sword.
"Hey..."
The antique ancient sword seems to appear out of thin air, falling into the palm of a petite palm.
Fang Li and Fan Xinglu broke the air on the top of the mountain above the clouds.
A magic eye flashes.
A face full of joy.
Immediately, an aurora-like blow was released in the hands of both.
"laugh!"
It's like a bullet going through the air.
That is the movement that the sword tip and the tip of the sword flashed through the space.
Whether it is a pure white lightsaber or an antique ancient sword, they all turn into a sword shadow in an instant, and go to the other side with a staggering speed.
"Ding!"
In the crisp sound of the cross, the tip of the sword and the tip of the sword are extremely incredible collisions, igniting the shining Mars.
That is how precise and tacit spurs can make it happen.
However, such a thing happened to the mentor and apprentice, not so incredible.
At least, compared to what happened afterwards, this is just the degree of greeting.
"Hey!"
With the sound of sharp breaks, the two sides have reached a consensus like a thorough understanding, and the speed of the afterimages can not catch up, crazy release of a flash of stab.
"Hey!"
The crisp cross-talking sounds, proving that the tip of the sword and the tip of the sword are in a madness, and the singer-like performance in the spark of the burst and the disappearance of the shadows constitutes a beautiful piece of music.
Unfortunately, in this beautiful piece of music, the hidden murder is enough to freeze the hearts of the people.
"Hey!"
In the air, the two sides in the battle have been releasing high-speed stabbing, turning the sword tip into a heavy rain, and ruthlessly facing each other.
That every shot is fatal.
"throat".
"heart".
"Chest."
"abdomen".
"Brows".
Just like putting the other person in a dead place, the heavy rain-like high-speed stab has always aimed at the vitals of these human bodies, and it is fatal.
So, that is the direct blow that can pull people into hell.
However, such an attack is an accident that has brought the battlefield into an incredible situation.
That is also a matter of course?
Since the aiming positions are the same, as long as these fatal stabbing precisions are not offset by a slight deviation, and they are galloping in the air at the same speed, the result is naturally that they collide with each other halfway.
However, even so, it is extremely unbelievable.
Because even if the targets of the attacks are the same, the speed of the attacks is the same, but if each hit collides with each other, it is too unbelievable to say.
People are inherently vulnerable.
The key points of the body, if you carefully enumerate it, then probably even a pair of hands can not count.
In such a case, aiming at the key to attack, there are absolutely no fewer items to choose from.
The two sides in the fierce battle have always let each other's attacks collide with each other and resist each other. If they do not read the other party's thinking and attack trajectory in an instant, they will never be able to do so.
Therefore, this is a fierce battle that both insiders and laymen can mean their degree of danger.
"Hey!"
The crisp sound of the incoming impulses intensified.
The tip of the sword that spurs each other continues in the bursting of Mars and the sword of the sword, and even the rhythm is obviously increasing.
As a result, the torrential rain turned into a torrential rain, and the torrential rain turned into a storm, causing the spurred sword tip to continually gallop, leaving a faint trace in the space.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
In such a fierce battle, Fan Xinglu was still laughing happily, and the laughter was filled with joy and arrogance.
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Compared with Fan Xinglu, Fang Li’s expression was so calm from beginning to end, and the ice-blue magic eyes seemed to be chilly, bringing a tingling skin.
Here, the amazing high-speed spurs are inexplicably stopped.
However, the time of stopping cannot be called for a moment.
In the swords and swords that have not yet had time to disappear, the two sides of the fierce battle also made a striking blow.
"laugh!"
In the same way, the pure white light sword and the antique ancient sword are simultaneously turned into a halo, like the moon arc, one picks up, one squats, cuts the swords and swords of the passing places, and faces each other. Extremely awkward.
"clang!"
In the loud and loud sound of gold and iron, with the scattered Mars, Fang Li and Fan Xinglu retreat at the same time because of the force that cannot be ignored, and opened the distance.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Fan Xinglu is still smiling happily, and the laughter is like a silver bell, which rang through the top of the mountain.
"Happy! Really happy!"
Just as the ever-pressed nature has been released, Fan Xinglu smiles without any scruples.
"I didn't expect that the old man would actually fall in the downwind in the close combat. Is this blue and blue than blue?"
If there are other people here, if you hear this sentence, then you will be surprised?
Just the war, no matter who saw it, it would feel that it is evenly matched, rather than Fan Xingluo.
You can take a closer look, Fan Xinglu's hand holding the sword is like numbness, shaking slightly.
Moreover, I don’t know when a piece of charm spelled on the ancient sword is burned and turned into ashes.
"If you don't have these diamonds, the old sword has already been cut off by you?"
Fan Xinglu smiled extremely cheerfully.
"After all, before your eyes, the area is not worth mentioning."
Under the eyes of the dead dead in the square, the solid objects will be killed instantly, even if it is the refinery of Fan Xinglu.
Just after the confrontation, Fang Fang aimed at the dead line on the ancient sword and did not know how many times, but did not kill it.
The reason is those spells.
Fan Xinglu put a spell named Jin Gangfu on his own fairy.
That is a spell that can increase defense.
However, in this case, Fan Xinglu uses these spells only to protect his own fairy.
If you put the spell on the sword, even if the target is aimed at the dead line, it will only be the dead line of the spell, not the dead line of the fairy.
The dead line of the fairy itself is covered by the dead lines of countless spells. Even if the square is aimed at those dead lines, it will cut the dead line of the spell before it becomes a kill spell. Not killing the fairy.
Of course, this is just a little resistance.
Nowadays, with the use of the direct death eye and the skill of the pure spirit, this small means cannot always work.
"I thought that such a small trick should be able to support it for a while, but now it seems that it is a little old to you."
In the pleasant voice of Fan Xinglu, the ancient sword in his hand suddenly broke.