Against the sky game system

Duanmu Yunyang's eyes are like tigers, and he dominates.

Even in front of Zhang Muyun, he was still arrogant and domineering.This is a natural feature.He is a tyrant.

Volume 23 The Spirit of Halberd [-] Silence

But Zhang Muyun is more like a king, a dragon and a tiger, with eyes like stars, always with a gentle smile on his face, and said: "Duanmu Yunyang, lost my last year, is there a chance for you this year? Not in the future. "Having a chance, our gap will grow further and further. "Zhang Muyun's voice is very light and soft, but full of unparalleled confidence.

If the average person dared to say that, everyone would think it was arrogant, arrogant and unruly.

But this sentence came from Zhang Muyun's mouth.No one thought he was arrogant, no one in his eyes.Instead, he felt he was telling the truth.

Because he has the right to speak out.

"I ask you to restore this sentence, delete it!"

Duanmu Yunyang cold channel.

boom!

Duanmu Yunyang let out a loud sigh but did not move.On top of his head, there was a sword several meters long, completely condensed by the angry air, breaking the air and killing Zhang Muyun.

Oyer

On top of Zhang Muyun's head, a sword also formed a giant sword and advanced forward.

boom!

Swords were discovered, inspiring countless swords and knives, everywhere.

Oh……

The sword shot violently on the ground.If there are many inscriptions on the ground, it is full of holes.

It's just a temptation, but to such a terrifying degree.

"He broke the knife and destroyed the spirit!"

The Duanmu Yunyang Sword was thrown, like a world where demon slavery went and came back, the terrifying edge of the sword seemed to be able to split and smash the empty Zhang Muyun.

Oyer

The sound of the sword sounded, Zhang Muyun didn't move, but the sword was pulled out.

As soon as the sword comes out of the scabbard, it is full of vicious and ruthless meaning, and everyone seems to be under his sword.Oyer had a slight break, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it.Before the sound came out, the sword lamp lit up.

boom!

This sword is not the knife Duanmu Yunyang is arrogant, but when attacked, the Duanmu Yunyang knife will be defeated.

"Break the knife and destroy the sky!"

Duanmu Yunyang drank it.

The knife was broken, Duanmu Yunyang, the whole person fell into a deadly silence, no emotion.

People are ruthless, knives are even more ruthless, some are infinitely fierce and kill everyone.

"Fencing in four seasons, spring is here, give me a rest!"

With a weak voice, Zhang Muyun stabbed a sword.In an instant, hundreds of swords appeared in the sky and the swords were very good, like spring rain, wrapped in Duanmu Yunyang.

If Duanmu Yunyang's swordsmanship represents explosion, then Zhang Muyun's swordsmanship represents vitality and hope.

A sword is like a drop of spring rain, each drop, although the power is not very large, but together, the power is infinite.

Knives and swords are in the air and dissipate in the air.

"Great, great. This mysterious martial arts Zhang Muyun and Duanmu Yunyang have been developed at the highest level, and the people are united."

"It's definitely the realm of humans and military units, more than anyone else, and the flesh of both is perfect. It's amazing."

"The blood of two people is at six levels. With this type of combat power, he has completely overcome the status of a martial arts master. This is not a problem to kill ordinary great martial artists."

"Are these the two most important geniuses in bronze ware? It's unbelievable." Lin Tianyao was stunned and sighed.

Beside him, the ice mortar Lin Tianyao looked at it and said, "How did Zhang Muyun and Duanmu Yunyang see her strength and confidence to get the first place?"

"Why not?"

Lu Mingdao showed a slight smile.

"Is this boy pretending to be advanced?"

Moulin Rouge felt that he could not reach Lin Tianyao.I don't know if he's telling the truth.

The twenty-eighth volume of the halberd-eating spirit 24 fog condensation

"Break the knife and destroy the world!"

Duanmu Yunyang roared, and instantly pulled out eighteen knives.

Eighteen knives, each of them terrifying, and the point is that each track is erratic, like a dislocated wild horse, jumping vertically and unpredictably.

"Fencing in four seasons, hot in summer".

The sound of the sword sounded, and a sword light appeared in the air, emitting a dazzling light like a ray of sunlight.

Oh……