Martial King’s Retired Life

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"Don't you all go?"

Shen Yiren and the other three were guarding the retreat and stayed here to prevent the children of Luo family from crossing Leichi.

What I didn't expect was that it wasn't long before someone joined them.

Xiao Huangquan waved the sword to solve the three, and laughed: "The old husband has rested for two days, and his bones are loose. Besides, you said that after the six doors of the palace, the old husband can still do nothing? I entered six Door, take off your official robe, isn't it?

Shen Yiren was so grateful to hear that Xiao Huangquan was originally a six-door house. But want to end the old rivers and lakes, do not return to the official door. At this time, being able to help each other shows that there is so much morale.

"Smile Laoer said well. The young people have stayed, can we old people who are not dead still help?" But it was Elder Wudangshou

Laughing at Huang Quan with a beard and staring, "You are old and you are old, don't drag me in. We are in a generation!

"Please don't quarrel, two monks are nervous here. Please help."

The wind pressure of the two sleeves of the sleeping monk--resistance is like--blocking the invisible air wall and pushing back the followers of the Luo family. Luo Si ordered the leader to suppress the scene, and there was not much chasing. Tightening Yunyun was originally to understand the situation of Erao's quarrel.

Tang Yuan saw a person from the Luo family from afar, and thought for a moment: "Deputy Governor, I have something broken." After that, he rushed out.

Shen Yiren knew that Tang Yan's heart had returned, and he did not stop him, let him go.

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Seeing that the chase had been cut off, Elder Shou came to the ground and said, "How can this scene come to an end. Shen Family Y head, you have a lot of ideas, so get a suitable listen.

"We go back to Yantai first, but we cannot intervene in the battle over there, we have to wait.

"Alples is quite the same as Luo Ming-good opponents. There may be a show.

Shen Yiren said, "... waiting for someone else."

Roared Alples.

"Luo Ming, get up. Don't tell me, you're done."

Alples examined the touch on the punch. Shicai's punch really knocked him out. However, the real strength of the counterattack is beyond imagination. If not, his ghost nerves are already fully skilled in the sixth stage, and they can attack and defend one body, and they can be released in time in the future. Otherwise, it is a question of whether his right hand can be kept in terms of the strong shock of that punch.

This is the fourth time that Alples has played against Luo Ming. The well-known swordsmanship is exquisite, and the trajectory of each sword contains many excellent swordsmanship. It can be described as the epitome of the Central Plains Martial Arts Department, which he always admired. However, it is not his ability to restrain people by force. Even with his internal practice, which is twenty years older than Alples, it is still in the middle of his strong age that Alpine's internal strength is still above the inexplicable name. But Shicai's counter-shock, but it was clearly very deep real power.

One is only half a year apart from him. How can the internal force soar? What has he experienced ?,

Thinking about this, the dragon hangs suddenly in the billowing smoke,-Dao Huangchen rises like a smoke, straight to the sky. There was a figure in Huang Chen's bag.

Ru Yayun's appearance, holding the sword in his hands, became more and more bloody, and his body was covered with smoke until almost all became red. He jumped up high, and Di Yuan Long Tu was wrapped in a roll of dark red wind and smoke, splitting from top to bottom.

If Luoming and Alples talk about martial arts, in the eyes of everyone, they don't know who wins. However, the name is so much-to slaughter the mighty Emperor Dragon, Alples is bare-handed, which is enough to reverse the whole situation.

Alberus didn't flicker, his eyes stared straight, sneer--sound.

"But that's it."

With the tall body as the center, the circle-shaped swollen bulge, in front of him, all in it. The blue ball looks soft and soft, but it is better than a strong city in the world. That mighty power, as if a sword with enough strength to open the mountain to cut the stone arrived, but it seems to cut into a ball of viscose, no matter how sharp your sword is, it will not work. Luo Ming's eyes were red and panting, no matter how he urged the internal force, he was still unable to pass the sword to Alples.

Compared with the battle in the secret room, the situation of Luo Ming's almost undefeated soldiers is inconceivable.

"It's so prestigious to descend from the air. Do you remember that you told me how to carry swords in northern Xinjiang? Is this how you hold swords in Luojia sword? Do you have a knife? Alright? Looking at you, I understand why I lost to you. Crazy people, it really does n’t matter. ”(OFF 小 玩

This is the right one-the internal force is huge and sharp, but it is unable to carry the "Candle Photo Youying". The state of magical powers is not that they are ignorant and that those who fall into mania can arrive. This is the only point. No matter how strong the internal force is and how well the swordsmanship is met, those who meet the supernatural powers can only be drawn to the neck.

"You have lost all the faces of warriors in this world."

Alberus was motionless, and the dark blue awn in front of K didn't lift his hand, and suddenly changed, and he stirred fiercely in front of him. Luo Ming was trapped in the body and was shaken by the spiral shape. If he didn't hold the sword with his hand, he would almost have to stir it. The impact of the spiral formation is even greater, like layer-by-layer transfer of true power into Luoming. Despite his strong internal force, he could not stand such a fierce, and attacked against the body.

Luoming has no strategy, it just seems to feel instinctively

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