Chapter 13:

In 2,700 years, countless battles, Shao Dian had Qin's first mistake in his life.
Wu Yan's hands axed with two axes, and the light was like lightning, shattering the sound of the lyre: "There is a piano in the lesson! In the face of the first warrior of the demons, even the smallest flaw is the beginning of defeat."
Xuan Shangjun didn't say anything, he just crossed the sacrifice harp in front of the night owl, drew his hands in a row, and hurriedly responded to the enemy.
The piano sounded so loud, Ye Ye was sitting on his lap. She didn't like this posture, and tried hard to break free of his Ye. Xuan Shangjun showed no mercy, and the strings sounded like a blade, cutting her arm straight.
"Ah!" Ye Ye suddenly had blood in one hand-this old man, really fierce! The biting dog doesn't bark! She dared not move.
Wu Yan had approached him, his two axes cut off, and the world shook. The barrier formed by the piano sounds around Xuan Shangjun shattered, and a mistake in tuning made him passive all the way. He is in an instant
It was coagulated again, but blood was dripping from both hands. Wind is mad at the sand, like a sword. He drew blood into the strings, and even every tune was stained with scarlet.
He used thirty-six strings to depict the sun, moon, stars, and mountains and seas. Wu Yan fell into it, and could no longer contain his own intentions to kill. Ye Ling's back clung to his chest, and he was killed by the whole body.
Italian soaked. She held her breath, crunching even more tightly against her chest, shivering.
If this continues, the demons will lose. Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed, Xuan Shangjun was focusing on the enemy. This distance is a good opportunity for sneak attack! Just give him a cool shot ...
Ye Di puts her whole body power into the beauty stab, murderous like needles, spread out!
"Shaodian has a harp, accept ..." The beauty in her hand was about to stab Xuan Shangjun, and suddenly the Xuan Shangjun string sound erupted, as if the whole world was destroyed, Wudang, Dingyun and Zhujiu Yin were indulged
In the illusion weaved by Qin Yin, the consciousness was severely damaged, his wounds burst, blood splattered, and he retreated on the spot.
Ye Xiu stood in front of Xuan Shangjun, holding up his sword and looking murderous. The words "suffer it" shouted the first. Dead in the air, half a moment, she knelt on her knees,
He continued without changing his face: "By me!"
Then he gave Xuan Shangjun a smooth head.
...
This girl is really uneasy! Xuan Shangjun's face was somber that he didn't ask her to get up.
Ye Yan waited impatiently, and stared at the corner of his eyes, and found that he wasn't rubbing the blood on the piano, but the place where the piano body just touched himself!
This old man! He actually hated that he had stained his piano? Ah!
Ye Heng grinds his teeth. At this time, Qing Heng Jun Cangjie came and knelt beside Ye Heng and said, "Brother, Princess Aoi is lost! Yuan Yuan is not good for protection, please elder brother!
Huh? Shaodian's younger brother? Ye Yan turned his head and glanced at him, only to find that he was stealing himself with suspicious look.
Xuan Shangjun did not look at the two men kneeling in a row, and said coldly: "The care is not good, he went to the Zhengzheng Hall by himself and received the punishment of triple thunder."
It was no accident that Qing Hengjun said respectfully, "Yes."
"Uh ..." Ye Ji hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Shaodian has a harp. What would happen if you caught the concubine?"
Xuan Shangjun wiped the blood on the piano clean, and the corpses of the soldiers of the two gods on the ground ran across the ground. The demon's provocation apparently touched his fury, and he turned back into a cloud and said, "Kill Yiyangwei
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My basket! Ye Yan looked solemn and upright and said, "I have a character! I admire a man like you the most!"
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At this point, the ladder has been completed, the soldiers are guarding each other, and the night has been worn, but they can only follow Xuan Shangjun and others straight into the heaven.
Traveling to the cloud, she couldn't help turning back, but saw the sea of ​​clouds and Dan Xiahong burning.
Emperor Lan, what a pity you really are!
Devil, three of them hit one kneeling! He is the prince, and you are grandchildren at best!
Okra, Okra, where did you go? !!