Dimensional God: The Void Ring

Yu Culture and the two shouts repeatedly, but the boat ignored him, but turned towards the heart of the river. With a long roar, he pressed his hand on the horse, and he flew up and flew into the sky like a goshawk. Pounce.

There were three people on the boat at this time. It was Luo Jun's daughter Fu Junmao, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.

Seeing the culture of Yujun and the attack, Fu Junmao was about to press the hilt of his hand and said in a deep voice: "Two little ghosts give sails."

She was already standing on the bow of the ship at the next moment, ready to meet the enemy.

At that moment, the boat somehow moved forward suddenly, and then, as if pulled by an invisible rope, it slanted toward the shore at a rapid speed.

At this time, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling could not stand, and both fell on the boat, and Fu Junmao had deep skills, but his body was stabilized only after the body wobbled.

Na Yu culture and never thought that there was such a change, missed the goal and went straight down to the middle of the river, but his martial arts were strong, and his light skills were not weak. Fu fell to the shore again.

At the same time, Fu Jun's boat also reached the shore.

Yu Culture and thought that it was Fu Jun's moving hands and feet, immediately flashed in shape, directly culling the past.

Others haven't arrived yet, strong force, straight down.

The surrounding air was as cold as ice, and the cold air penetrated into it in permeation. Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's teeth trembled and crooked.

The heavy-skinned Fu Junmao teaches people that she can't see her true expression, but no longer has the calmness just now, the whole body is flying.

‘Qiao! ’

Fu Jun's long sword came out of the sheath, and there were thousands of strong mansions, rising from the sky, welcoming Yu Culture and attacking.

As her swordsmanship and vomiting, the chill instantly reduced by half. When the frozen Kou Zhongji Xu Ziling came back to consciousness, the two masters confronted each other.

In the electric light and fire stone, Fu Junshou stabbed the twelve swords, and Yu Culture also returned twelve palms.

The two joined together and stood opposite each other.

Yu Culture and its men. Weapons were withdrawn. Rounded up, blocking the way of Fu Jun's three people.

Yu Culture and his face showed dignity: "Swordsmanship is so rare in the world. What is the relationship between the girl and Fu Cailin," Master Sword Master "in Korea?"

Fu Jun's Jianfeng didn't speak to Yu Culture. At this time, she was suffering from the other party's internal loss, and was beaten into the ice Xuanjin. If you do n’t meditate and get rid of them in time, you will be in serious trouble!

But strong enemies surrounded her and forced her to hold on hard. Pretend to be okay, but can't talk back. No Zuyu culture and will certainly see the flaws.

Yuhua's voice came again: "It's unwise for the girl to protect these two little ones, if you let it go. Let's see if you can let the girl go on the face of" Master Yijian "?

"Hey, I said that. What are you doing with these two boys?" A sudden voice with a chuckle sound came from not far away, which surprised everyone present.

Because all the players except Ssangyong were present, Fu Junxu and Yu Culture were even first-class players. No one found anyone watching!

When everyone looked at it, they were taken aback, and they saw the two boys in white with swords in their hands, somehow they were standing ten feet away, looking at them with their swords in their arms.

Both of them were extremely handsome, and one of them was frosty, but it didn't look like he had practiced martial arts, and he had no spirit at all.

The other is a teenager no more than 20 years old, with a smile on his face, it seems that the words just came from the mouth of this teenager, because if the cold and frost person speaks, it certainly will not bring a tone of laughter.

These two people are Xin Han and Ximen Fuxue who secretly follow Yu Culture and come.

Ximen Fuxue was influenced by the other masters of Tongtian Pavilion, and felt that his sword intention was too far away from others, so when the sword came out, he would no longer disperse the sword intention, so at this time Yu Culture and watching him were with Xin Like cold, it looks like he has n’t practiced martial arts,

This is also a relatively low level of Yu culture and martial arts. If the masters such as Fu Cailin came, Qiji would feel that Ximen was blowing snow.

For the two people who suddenly appeared, Yu Culture and secretly were shocked. Although it seems that the two have no trace of martial arts, the fool knows how it is possible that they have not found themselves within ten feet of themselves without practicing martial arts!

Yu Wenhua showed a smile and clenched his fist: "Two, the court also asked the two to give a face, avoid it!"

Xin Han shook his head: "You are Yu Culture and it, I want the" Longevity Secret "in the hands of those two boys, as for you ... I still lack a doggie, I think you are quite suitable!"

Yu Wenhua and his face sank. He thought the other party said it deliberately, to ridicule himself as the imperial guard guard.

"Bold, even knowing that this is the director, and dare to speak badly, how do you do when I dare not? Shang, kill these two people in place!"

Yu Culture and himself pressed against the battlefield to prevent Fu Junsuo from running away with the Ssangyong. The dozen of his men armed with weapons and blowing snow towards Xin Han and Xi Men, swarming up!

"Xiaoxi!" Xin Han has recently become more and more fond of Long Longjiu's title to Ximen blowing snow. Such a cool person, such a cute and cute codename, is more pleasing.

"Dead or alive?" Ximen Fuxue expressionless, as always cold.

"Except that Yu Culture and I keep a dog, all these dozen rotten sweet potato eggs are killed!" Xin Han took a step back with his sword, as if afraid of splashing blood.

The distance of ten feet was not far away. After Xin Han's ink was over, a dozen people had already approached. Suddenly, a monstrous sword intention burst out from Ximen blowing snow.

A flash of light flashed over, and Simon Blowing Snow resumed his previous stance holding his sword, without moving his steps.

The men and women of the dozen or so cultures, still three steps away from him, suddenly stood still.

At this moment, everything seemed to be in silence.

Yu Culture and the shock of Ximen blowing the snow sword have been shocked, and at this time even cold sweat can't stop flowing down.

There is an inexplicable look in Fu Junzhuo ’s eyes there, and on Xi Chuanxue, it seems to see the shadow of his master Fu Cailin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Can't see what happened in the end, Kou Zhongchao asked Xu Ziling: "Why didn't they move?"

With his voice, it seemed that a stone fell into the calm lake, and the ripples suddenly undulated. The dozen masters fell to the ground one after another, and blood oozed from his body.

Rao is Kou Zhongtian's lively nature, and at this time, his face was pale and scared: "Shen Ling, how could they become like this?"

Xu Ziling did not see clearly, shaking his head and said: "Zhong Shao, I don't know!"

"Shut up!" Fu Junzhuo glared at them. She was afraid that Ximen Fuxue would be provoked by Shuanglong's words, and quickly whispered.

Xin Han smiled triumphantly, and then came forward with a sword in his arms, and Simon Blowing Snow looked at him like this and asked, "Why do you learn what I look like?"

"I think it's so cool!" Xin Han gave him a white glance, and continued to walk to the already trembling Yu culture and in front of him: "I said, how about being a dog for ten years?" (To be continued. ) Enable new URL