Limitless Sword God

Reflected in the sight, is a person who is stained with blood by the blood, this person is wet, blood runs down his clothes and the tip down, the pale face is now especially beautiful in the flower. The whole person looks particularly funny.

But even then, Shangguanmei can still recognize who this person is.

Su Yun! !

"Ok??"

Seeing the **** person who suddenly appeared behind Shangguanmei, the dragon that rushed over immediately stopped the pace and looked at the situation there.

Then Su Yun, who was bloody, stood behind him, grasping the hand of Shangguanmei, who controlled the fairy ball, and looked at the action as if it was blocking her. However, Shangguanmei did not forcefully display the fairy ball, but it was a look of joy and ease, as if all problems had been solved.

Look at the blood pool again, I don’t know when it’s already dry, and the blood on Su Yun’s body slowly infiltrates into his skin. These bloods seem to have been guided by what forces, and they have sneaked into him. In the body, the body was wet, and it didn't take long before it was completely dry. There was no blood mark on the clothes.

It seems to be absorbing.

Xiaolong carefully looked at Su Yun, but he felt that there was no smell of overflowing in this person. He was hidden in the first place. At first glance, he looked like a mortal, but he couldn’t find a little strength.

Can't see through!

I can't see it at all!

Xiaolong feels a little bad.

"Su Yun!"

Shangguanmei shouted with a weak voice, and immediately removed the fairy ball in his hand, and the small hand he held was already unable to hang down.

"Are you OK?"

Su Yun smiled slightly, and his mouth still had a weird and strange smile. But this time, the smile made the Shangguanmei feel especially relieved. The **** eyes seemed to be cautious, but there was not much temper.

"I am not" Shangguanmei still wants to say something, but it is a bad breath, the chest is violently ups and downs, and the corner of the mouth overflows with blood.

Su Yun saw it, and there was not so much scruples. He raised his hand and covered it on the towering soft chest of Shangguanmei, and injected it into the inside.

The Shangguanmei was in a stiff state, and the scorpion was huge, and the pale face immediately became very red.

She wants to talk, but she is extremely weak, and at this moment, there is a feeling of comfort and warmth in the chest. It is a breath that sees in from there. It is like a clear spring, soothing and moistening the dried veins in the body. , repairing those damaged flesh

Shangguanmei feels that she is at the moment, as if she is in the arms of her mother, and she is extremely comfortable and warm. The eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, she couldn’t hold back anymore, and her eyes were scornful. Finally she fell in Su Yun’s arms and fell asleep.

"Rainstorm!"

Su Yun hugged the Shangguan sister and called a sentence.

"Ok."

"My sister gave it to you first!"

Su Yun said, then took the sword, opened it, and sent Shangguanmei.

"Be careful with yourself."

Ling Qingyu will enter the swordsman's Shangguan sister and hug, and summoned Su Yun, she took her to a sword.

There is Ling Qingyu, Su Yun is naturally assured of the situation of Shangguanmei.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his lips was still unabated. Although the number of people around Xianting was inexhaustible, he had completely controlled it here. Even though he was like a smashing squad at the moment, he couldn’t fly, but he still laughed. He didn’t laugh at these people. It’s a sinful laugh, a kind of heart-rending laugh. He doesn’t look down on these people, but he’s looking down on the so-called Taoist generations. He couldn't explain what happened to him, but he felt that his feelings, like this step, went one step further and saw a new layer of new things.

Xiaolong squinted at Su Yun, the power was not reduced, and the volley called: "Who is this?"

"Su Yun!"

"Su Yun? No name!"!

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard it now. You may listen a little more in the future." Su Yun squinted at his neck and said, "What about you? Who are you guys? Are you in Xianting?"

"I am the third-order mysterious dragon of Xianting."

"The third-order mystery?? I haven't heard it."

"Oh, ignorant!"

"Oh, this is interesting. You haven't heard of me. I said that I have no name. I have never heard of you. I am ignorant. How can I say that I have passed?"

Su Yun mouth re-raised, but this time the smile, but it is sneer: "You Xianting people, is this quite unreasonable? Losing you still say that you are the law, it is ridiculous!!"

"you"

The respected person next to him was furious, and this was going to be shot, but it was stopped by Xiaolong.

In the end, Xiaolong was through the storm, and his heart was also very good. In the face of Su Yun’s provocations, he did not have much anger, but he faintly asked: “I asked you, the corpse on the ground, what do you do? ?"

"The corpse on the ground? These Xianting people? Yes, I killed." Su Yun did not hesitate to admit it!

When this statement fell, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

Xiaolong’s face immediately became serious: “You are the devil?”

"I am the real demon king, Su Yun."

"When are you going to die, are you in your hands?"

"Who is the sheet metal? Sorry, I don't know what they are calling. Some people are too fast to die because they are too fast. Some people forget to ask because I am too quick to start."

"Oh, then, is Gongsun wave used by you?"

"Can't you use it? You can only say that you need it. If there is no ghost in his heart, how can you find me? Unfortunately, he was killed. I didn't want to harm him, but you are too violent. Compared with our devils, there are no more errors. If some mistakes have not been investigated, they will be rushed to dispose of them. Is it so anxious?"

Su Yun smiled.

Chen Xinsheng over there, his face was extremely ugly. He didn't know who to hate. He hated Su Yun or hated Xianting. He thought about the past carefully, but what is the use of light hate?

Nine Dragon naturally noticed the face of Chen Xinsheng, his eyes flashing, and said: "You don't have to confuse, since you have admitted that the matter here is caused by you, and you acknowledge the fact that you are a demon. The two pieces of light are enough. Now, you have listened!!" When it comes to this, the dragon suddenly pauses, and at the same time, the words are very serious: "If you are willing to press the armor, give up resistance, then My dragon can guarantee that you will not die, not hurt your life, but if you want to fight stubbornly and try to resist, then you have to blame us for shooting you!"

"If you are stunned, let's get started." Almost the dragon had just finished talking, and Su Yun over there was impatient and directly spoke. He licked his ears and looked indifferent: "Can If you don't want to do it, let me start first!!"

"Are you rejecting my advice to you?"

"Yes."

"You" is very anxious, he is seeing this time, this guy named Su Yun, did not put him in the eyes, whether it is the previous words or the current actions, he is holding a pair of careless Attitude.

His heart sank, and the eyes that looked at Su Yun gradually began to kill.

"Mania!!!!!!!"

At this time, the respect of the head could no longer be tolerated, and screamed and rushed out.

His body spurted a gray-yellow glow on his movements. As soon as this light appeared, he quickly formed a huge lion's body, completely shrouded him, and the lion gave him a very overbearing power. He rushed down, the bigger the power, the more amazing the pressure

The fairy people around them widened their eyes and looked at the sudden shot.

Although this strike is due to the temporary decision of emotions, it seems to be particularly rushed, but the power, strength, power, and anger of this attack have no slight influence, and they are still particularly abundant, especially the artistic conception of this attack. As a fourth-order ambassador, the means is natural and mysterious. He releases a magical artistic conception between the electric and the Flint of the shot to guide the other party, allowing the other party to enter his artistic conception and be controlled by him. At the level of the immortal, on the occasion of the enemy, it is impossible to completely determine the outcome of the battle by means of its own means. It also needs to rely on the qi, the righteousness and even the perception and understanding of the nature of heaven and earth.

This blow is very exciting. Respecting can make such a perfect blow in such a short period of time. It is never giving the opponent any chance to fight back. As a fourth-order ambassador, he really has no shame, and Xiaolong also took out. The essence of this blow can not help but nod.

"It doesn't matter if you have the grace of Xianchi. Here, even God, you must give in to me."

Xiaolong muttered to himself.

just

Respecting this seemingly gorgeous and perfect hit to Su Yun's moment, but gave birth to an unexpected scene.

Bang! !

The loud noise blew directly, and the air waves blew all the immortals around, like the fist of the detachment, hitting something.

People naturally think of Su Yun's body, and only Su Yun's body, should bear such a terrible blow. Fairy is like a storm, tearing it in all directions.

咵嚓咵嚓咵嚓咵嚓

The surrounding spar is all cut into strips. This horrible celestial scent is especially fierce. Even the fairy scent that is not bad in the ordinary fairy tales is like a paper paste.

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at the respect of the other side. At the same time, they also looked forward to the smashing of the meat that appeared after the scent of the scent.

But the reality makes them disappointed.

Su Yun was not smashed by this punch, which contained a blow from the anger and was directly blocked by him.

He stood so gently in front of the respect, not moving half a step, like a mountain.

From the very beginning, Zunyuan was a shocked look, because when the fist that had been slammed stopped, he clearly felt that his fist was not blocked by the other's flesh and blood, but by the other's palm. Directly blocked! !

When the fist is completely wrapped by the palm of his hand, the force on the fist can no longer advance.

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