Martial King’s Retired Life

Without frowning, even indifferent to the extreme. Under the control of this demon sword, this person looks like a monster, except for his martial arts skills.

"two-....

Luo Shiming found out that although Luo Yan was seriously injured, her heart was not badly damaged. Just now Luo Mingna-the sword did not penetrate Luo Yan's heart, it was just a cut through his chest. No wonder it doesn't work, just don't know why.

In addition, Luo Yan's skills have not been fully recovered, and he has not fought. It can't meet the requirements of sword swordsman. It really is useless to take heart and blood.

"Use this." The poison king threw out a glass vial, the same as the one opened by Shicai. Luo Ming didn't reach out to pick up and cut through the glass bottle. The blood beads rolled down on the smooth sword-like sword body, and the blood dragon pattern was burnt on it as if it were a brand.

The poison king laughed and said, "This is the boy of the Ling family Ruoyun. After the aftermath, I will trouble you, Lord Luo." Ling Ruoyun is the heir to Lushan Jianguan. He assassinated Ling Ruoyun for Luoming, which may not have settled in kind.

The name of Kolo just said: "Yes. '

"madman!

Shen Yiren drew his sword violently and shouted: "Many heroes, this maggot has entered the magic path and can no longer be regarded as a person. There is no need to talk about rivers and lakes rules against such people!" The name of the stick was taken out of the weapon, or to save his life, or to defend the demon, to get ready to fight with Luoming.

But no one dares to take the first step despite the battle.

Shen Yiren was worried about the safety of Mingfei while facing opponents at the level of Luoming. The rest of the martial arts first-class masters are not afraid, but they do not know how to start. Luo Ming casually went to that station, but Yuan Yuan Yue Yue had no flaws.

-Mo Wu Ying rushed out, without saying a word, the giant god-like palm blasted away with a huge wind.

Elder Jia shouted in anxiety: "Let's help the Lord !! Take care!" Said--Ti King Kong rushed into the battle. The masters behind him used this as a breakthrough and successively joined the battle.

Luoming does not want to block Hong Jiu's palm, but anti-handed sword-cut. The fast speed is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Hong Jiu stopped in time and did not fall on the track of Emperor Yuan Long Tu.

The clinker's famous swords were flowing like clouds, and they circled in a circle, marking the head of Hong Jiu. The one in the middle is only a residual image, and Hong Jiu even avoided this-sword even faster.

Elder Jia's mournful dog thief behind me killed me to help the Lord, ah, ah, ah, ah, the rhetoric of swallowing up the stomach, vomiting it and swallowing it back, uncomfortable.

The gap between Hong Jiu's original and Luo Ming's martial arts is far away. Wang Lai never had the idea to win. Look at Luo Ming's shoulder,-avoid it when you move. We must not hold on to our plan to play against each other, and it worked.

He had a lot of fights with Ming Fei in his life. And masters of supernatural power level do not easily conflict, if not necessary, they will not do anything. On the field, if you have a high level of hands-on experience with supernatural powers. I am afraid that even Luoluo is not as good as Hong Jiu.

There are many masters behind him, three or five people-shot up, and the grand fame of the internal force did not dare not take it, but let Hong Jiu slip out of the circle to breathe.

Shen Yi Humane: "Master Hong, what do you think of the plan for today?"

Hong Jiu insisted: "This old boy has confusing the big head by some means. We want to give the big head time to return.

Shen Yiren made a mistake: "... Do you think it's okay ...? All right?"

"Nonsense." Hong Jiu wasn't uncommon to hear, "I am a family member like Buddha. How can it be so easy to die?

Playing against many experts, Luo Ming seems to be bored: "Killing you is useless."

Hong Jiu spotted the gap and slap again from the air. The palm has not yet arrived, but I feel the palm of my hand-a thorny thorn comes, and I have to roll my palm to avoid it.

But I saw another-four silhouettes flashed out, but the four swords of thunder and lightning. The sword that Hong Jiu had to avoid-naturally, was issued by Feng Jian.

Feng Jian has deep roots and Yu Feiyu hasn't given up his dead hands. He still wakes up. Then he awakened his brothers and sisters and saw that the Master was besieged by others. Is there any reason not to protect the teacher?

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Luo Ming's dull eyes changed direction and looked at the young man standing in front of him.

Fiction

Feng Jian's keen wildness made him realize that something was wrong, and he suddenly looked back, and saw the blood-colored sword-man sweeping. But Emperor Yuanlong's Tu Jian turned out to be the rain sword in the storm.

Feng Jian's response was fast, and Master Guang's calculations were already understood between the electric light and flint. But still hesitated and threw it out and pushed away

When Di Yuan Long Tu's sword edge pierced into his chest, he only cares to confirm the safety of Yujian.

The little girl who sat on the ground. She saw his eyes and understood.

Understand everything.

Why didn't the big brother look at her when she spoke? Why did she occasionally look back and bump into his eyes? Why did he always come to his rescue when he was dangerous?

He didn't say it, but he said it. Said many, many times. Like his sword-, loud like a shout.

She heard it clearly.

I heard he liked her so loudly, so surely.

"This is a necessary sacrifice.

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