I Am Supreme

"But you haven't played with me yet. How can I believe that you are better than me?"

Yun Yang said: "In case you are just bluffing, when I am purple, it is good to come, red mouth white teeth will be taken away, your condition is really great sincerity!"

History has no anger: "I have no history, but **** man, how can you lie to you? You inquire, I am a person who has a history of three swordsmen, why have you ever had a mouth!"

Yun Yang said with a fluttering voice: "Isn't the **** man deceiving people? In this world, there are more people who swindle and swindle. Besides, are you famous? I have never heard of the name of Shi Wuchen. And there is still, are you really history?"

The history of the dust-free hair is so angry that it is arrogant and sullen; "It seems that you are determined to do one thing?"

Yun Yang spread his hand and said: "Gambling you have not agreed, what do I do with you for no reason? I care about the gambling, not who you are, your conditions, or what else you are!"

Playing and not playing, walking and grievances, and the guy in front of him can still be angry, the history of dust almost collapsed, gnashing his teeth: "You said, what do you want?"

When the words were exported, Shi Wuchen suddenly felt that the current situation was actually reversed.

Didn't you come to the teacher to ask for sin?

How are you now...

How did it become such a situation?

"You lost, be my men. You won, you want to marry me to you." Yun Yang said: "So simple gambling, have you not understood yet?"

In the absence of history, the sword was caught in his hand, and he said with great anger: "Good! Bet!"

Yun Yang said: "Wait, do you gamble on gambling? Your bet, I am here, the martial art is here, even if people run, the Zongmen is still here, but what about you? In case you bet Lost and didn't recognize it... The last time a swordsman named Liao Youyan lie to me, the swordsman can't stand it..."

Shi Wuchen took a deep breath: "The gambling has always been limited by the rules of the sky. Winning and winning the sky, witnessing the loss, willing to gamble and lose, no one dares to violate. You are so vocal, and you are arrogant, but deliberately juggling me?"

"Well, speak out like the wind, regret it is too late." Yun Yang slowly pulled the knife, said: "Historical dust, you will be my nine deities, the first one!"

History has no anger and laughs very much; "I was originally a man of heart and I didn't want to hurt you, but since you said so, today I can't give you a lesson that will last a lifetime. There is no luck in practicing the road, and it is ridiculous."

At this point, there is no change in the word front. The two men each hold a sword and separate the five-foot confrontation. The opposite is true.

The history of the dustless operation of the body of mysterious, feeling that my own mysterious temperament is like a big river turbulence, although not as great as the fullness of the time, endless, but self-confidence has a battle, at least not in the pre-judgment of the fighting atmosphere The old injury caused recurrence.

This campaign, as long as it does not use the power of the fourth level of the Sayādaw, it will be fine, this life can not help but be determined.

With the tyrannical thoughts of his sacred ranks, he quickly judged that the true cultivation of Yun Yang was not the third level of the sage. Although the stunned Yun Yang’s young age has such a repair, it is commendable, but this campaign, You can't beat yourself anyway!

On the cultivation of the self, the play is limited, and there are still four levels of the sage, which greatly outweigh the other side. On the knowledge of the gods, they are the ranks of the saints, knowing that the other party should be honest, experience and experience, etc. How can I compare with my own age?

This campaign, really, in that respect, wins must be yourself!

Shi Wuchen has even thought about it. When he wins Yun Yang and subdues Yun Yang, he must give a good lesson to this young man. The conditions promised before can still be fulfilled. After all, people have paid Ziji Tianjing. I am so perfect, and then take treasures, it is really good to say that the swordsman always has the dignity of the swordsman, as well as the festival...

But seeing the history of the dust-free body shape suddenly, the sword in the hand screamed and screamed, the whole person in this moment, it seems that the two heads are high at once, showing the sharp edge, the cold light flashes!

In the eyes of the two spurs spurt out, like the essence, the tip of the sword also swallowed a three-foot-long sharp sword.

At this moment, his people, his heart, his god, his sword, have all been merged into one, no more impurities!

I am a sword, the sword is me!

In the face of the history of the dust, Yun Yang’s heart trembled fiercely, and a vague idea was inexplicably passed over. It seems that there is something important that flashed past, and it’s close at hand, but it’s missed. Yun Yang has a heart to think carefully, grasping the opportunity of this flash of light, but unfortunately at this moment, he can not allow him to think more.

Because the sword of the other side has been turned into a stream of light that opened the world, and the attack is coming.

However, the streamer flashed, and Jianmang had already reached the eyebrow.

The history of the dust-free offensive is fast, and it is actually the fastest person in Yunsheng’s life. No one!

Even if you are in the Tianxuan mainland, you will be drunk, and you will not have the sword of this person faster!

This sword came really fast, and it was too fast to make any evasive dodge. It seems that only the sword is on the way!

Just as the sword seemed to be a real hit, the whole body of Yun Yang slammed into a cloud.

Such as the electric Jianguang, turned into a cloud and rushed past, seemingly hit the target, but in fact nothing!

Shi Wuchen’s heart was suddenly shocked.

How is this going?

What is this rare secret technique, how can it be so different? !

The history of the dust-free horror has never stopped, I have already felt a sharp knife wind, from the back fierce and degenerate, come to the forefront!

Such a bad move is coming, the meaning of the horror of Shi Wuchen is dissipated, but he does not look back, but he is only arbitrarily swaying, and there are three remnants of the electric shot, followed by three swords. Reverse the anti-cover over, and then attack Yun Yang.

Yun Yang’s eyes met with a dust-free response, and he was taken aback.

The three-year-old sword is so good that not only does he stand up to morality, but he even looks a bit like an honest man, but once it is implemented in actual combat, the reaction is so rapid, whether it is reaction, moves, coping, change, and exhaustion. I believe that I am handy.

This is clearly a fighting instinct, and it is still the kind that has been carved into the bones!

This... This is thanks to the arduous battle experience.

Yun Yang body spins, incarnates the breeze, but the knife in his hand is once again degraded, and the unrelenting will go down, and then the history is clean!

He did not use the sword of heaven.

The history of the dust-free seeing Yun Yang's coping means, can not help but be surprised, but still is not afraid, and then follow the land to fly out, followed by a body fold, back on the back, Jianguang slamming A light curtain, such as an uninterrupted waterfall, is usually spilled.

He now understands that the other side has a strange secret method, seemingly a simple sword, it is difficult to effectively damage the other side, so simply change the strategy, convert to a wide range of non-discriminate attacks, test the limit of Yun Yang's secret law!

Unsatisfied, the shape of the figure has just been formed, just under the watchful eyes of his eyes, he has once again turned into a cloud, still completely ignoring the attack damage, the clouds are gathering, and again slashing his sword to his head!

There is a mistake in the history of the enemy, and the danger is in the middle of the game. Finally, he is experienced in the enemy's enemies. He is eager to turn over and retreat. Although he is awkward, he is not hurt after all, but he screams: "Good boy, use it all." These are the shamelessness of the enemy and the end!"

A while slammed on my heart.

Is this kid a ghost?

This body has changed and changed. How can he win him?