With this in mind, the middle-aged monk moved, and he wanted to make a voice to greet his companions, but he suddenly shouted: “You dare to attack!” “! Hit it twice in person and use it to remind you not to succeed! Secretly. Suddenly, when he was in trouble, his body flickered, and he stood in front of the middle-aged monk in self-deception, and the sword was haughtily cut down. With a bang, the middle-aged monk hurriedly sacrificed a flying sword, blocking it in front of him and trying to stop the attack. He took a few steps back and forth, threw away a pile of rune paper, turned it into a raging fire, and rushed towards his opponent. His classmates also realized this, prompting Fei Jian to help. The rest of the monks saw that the same door had opened, and they each urged flying swords, attack rings, and spirits. The brothers immediately screwed up, and they couldn’t take advantage of it alone. In the face of more bullying, they can only passively be beaten and strongly supported. Fortunately, there are a lot of rune treatises about people. Don’t throw them out. However, the man was under siege, and it was more difficult for the brothers and sisters to leave heaven than to ascend to heaven. Since we were the first to do so, we are working to save Mr. Wakamizu’s two apprentices! To fewer enemies, don’t care. The Xuantian Shield appeared through the body, protecting the head and tail. Regardless of the obstruction of the flying sword, the fire and rain hitting him, his arms were raised, and a golden whip came out of his hand, as if a snake had spat out a letter and bound the middle-aged monk there. The other side was in a panic, and after several futile struggles, he fell to the ground, followed by the red flames of Dokihiko. Before he could shout for help, the middle-aged monk was engulfed in fire. The coming fire and rain dissipated, but behind him was the sound of “w”, and the monk’s flying sword hit Xuantian Shield and shook his body. He raised his eyebrows, held his hand, and a red gold pattern emerged from his arm, then turned into a strange flame, blowing wildly and blowing the whistle, straight to the other side. The man did not expect his companion to be killed, and the way he saw the other was amazing. He panicked, was busy recalling the sword to stop Kim, and hadn’t forgotten to throw the stacked paper at him. At the sound of “Kara”, the sword split and the amulet he had blessed broke. The man was so frightened that he had to dodge the attack while performing the royal spell, and the sword suddenly shouted for help at the most face, “Rao Ming”, and Jian Mang blinked, a good man, turned into two pieces of flesh and blood. The man did not land, raised his hand to remember the flying sword and the golden whip, and was a finger of belief. Hongjin, who was still gritting his teeth and dancing in the air, suddenly turned away to find the remaining monks. The fierce underground flying swords exhausted the spirit sword and spiritual art. It was at this time that King rushed into the battlefield. His body was unusually long, and in the blink of an eye, he caught two flying swords, then bumped down and rushed towards the remaining two flying swords. But between breaths, the two companions died as the supreme companions. The gold was unstoppable, the flying sword was unrestrained, and the young man on the other side also freed his hands. And two of the disciples of Dan Yuanzong, despite their efforts to die, he refused to give in. Xing Yuanzong’s monks looked at each other, he was very timid! The Golden Hand or Red Gold Hand of the Zhengyang Sect locks and holds the flying sword quite powerful! After Xu Xun’s death, he forced the Jianjian brothers to embarrass the flying sword, and they were all tied up in the air. No matter how others drive, it’s futile. Ling Jian and Uncle Ling saw the machine, couldn’t breathe, and rushed out of the circle. Seeing the people swinging the siege, their hands moved, and the red gold suddenly turned from large to small and became the stripes of the arms. The flying sword was held in his hand, and he politely put it away. See too many people can not take advantage of. Not only did they hurt the two colleagues, but the flying sword was also taken away. Xing Yuanzong’s monks had no fighting spirit. How to fight, the young people on the other side will be able to isolate with people. Now, people have no chance of winning, and today, they have been planted! After looking at each other, they stood up for each other and fled back into the distance. He shook his head gently, not heeling, but smiling and turning to the two shirted n’s, embarrassed teachers and brothers. “Thank you brothers for the rescue! Otherwise, my brothers will be buried here! Ling Jian regained his spirits and walked forward gasping for breath, thanking his fist! Behind him there is also spiritual art, which is also the appearance of Yu Yan. He smiled, put away the golden whip and flying sword, and said, “You’re not good at fighting, so don’t get in trouble!” Then, he fired the fireball again, burned the corpse to the ground, and swallowed the Qiankun bag and so on. After the killing, he remained so calm. You can see that this person is different! Ling Jian sighed darkly, looked eagerly at the Qiankun bag in his hand, and smiled: “Therefore, Master can’t rest assured, but there are a lot of treasures here, all of which are necessary for alchemy.” Promised my brother a trip to Xuantian. Respect. This brother assured me that my people would only look for some herbs on rainy days and would not act recklessly! At this time, his face smiled awkwardly. Brother’s words are not bad, huh! It’s just that the dispute was due to the desire of the monks, but luckily, they met the brothers, huh! “That’s supposed to be the reason for dealing with people. This brother is very clever and astute. As long as he does not deliberately make it difficult for him, he should protect himself in the field area. For the sake of your heart, you are looking at the Qiankun bag in your hand, which contains nothing but spirit stones, herbs, potions, and amulets. Xing Yuanzong is a small immortal gate on the east side of the Great Gorge. There is nothing unusual about the monk’s property. After figuring out a piece of jade and bamboo Jane, he threw two Qiankun bags and two flying swords and threw them to the Spirit Sword. “Brother, what is this?” How can you give it to someone else after a fight? Ling Jian was surprised, but already smiled happily. Spirit also got a school bag and a flying sword, and unexpectedly praised him: “Brother is friendly! No wonder Master said, haha! He had an inner conscience that made him half-hearted, and glanced at him with the eyes of Neicinc. Eyes, sneering. The monk was gone, and no other monks had appeared nearby. I lowered my head and suddenly looked up, and his expression changed slightly. A few miles away, in the high cliff cave on the Duckling Mountain, the huge golden-crowned bald was foraging for the bald fding, and the delicious tears under the kiss were obviously the monk’s corpse. He whispered, turned around, and said softly, “I have a flying sword.” It is not good for you to fearlessly scare the field! After a moment, he suddenly looked at the Spirit Tree curiously, “What did Mr. Ruoshui say?” Spiritualism felt embarrassed and looked at his brother with some embarrassment. Ling Jian collected the lost and recovered Xianlan and smiled coldly, “Master, don’t worry, the brothers’ hearts are not not.” He looked at it blankly and said, “Master explained before he left, you are a person who can be entrusted with great things, you said that you are very ordinary, and you don’t care about my brother’s past faults!” ”

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