Descent of the Phoenix

"Tianchen Wang, Xuanyuan Che, pick up the Wang Yijian." If the stone is cold, it will sizzle in the black lacquered night sky.

Immediately, there were four alarms.

The power of the king is like electricity, and the speed is very fast. Xuanyuan’s reaction is not slow. One hand is on the ground, and one is flying backwards.

In a flash, it was a mile away.

"There are assassins, assassins..." A far-flung moon that turned over and hided, and the scorpion was screamed.

Ouyang Yufei, who followed her with her back, saw this, and couldn’t help but look at the joyful moon, what did this guy do?

A sword is hollowed out, and it is like a mountain.

Xuanyuan saw the giant sword cut, and the hand was wiped at the waist. The backhand was a sword welcoming.

Just listening to the loud noise, a spark burst in the two swords, Mars splashed.

The wrist is sour, Xuanyuan's eyes are cold and sinking, and the power is great.

On the top of a sword, the eye-opening king is a sword, fast and fierce, and the shot almost does not give Xuanyuan any breathing time.

A turn-around, Xuanyuan Che body oblique, flashed to avoid the second sword of the power king.

Li Wang Yijian crossed Xuanyuan's body and was heavily slashed on the ground.

Just listening to the slamming sound of the bang, the ground under the force of a sword, instantly split a big mouth, burst open, a sword cracked the mountain.

The surrounding soldiers are discolored, so strong and powerful.

The look of Haoyue is also slightly changed, so strong.

A cold sigh, Li Wangjian walked with him, turned and rushed toward the direction of Xuanyuan.

After slanting one step, Xuanyuan Che saw this scream: "You are also a widow."

One sound has not yet fallen, Xuanyuan has a heavy foot in the place where he stands, and there is a slight crack in the ground.