Martial King’s Retired Life

That man was one--the magic eye was flat.

The magic eyes are flat and the steps are not disordered, but the heart is surprised.

-For a moment, I can't see his energy distribution.

-The big man who slammed him back lazily--laughs, but he is full of vigor and lie down like a tiger, not arrogant.

"Control your beak and play with the knife."

Hong Jiu's face was somber, -word-word authentic.

"Be careful, I folded your knife.

The magic eye Changping didn't dare to carelessly, leaning over-a sharp charge. Although he moves fast, he loses the secret of the enemy's first move.

After the book, Hong Jiu's eyes are no longer so terrible.

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At the moment, the two young masters crossed the palms with a single palm, like light and shadow separated. The object seemed to be still, and after they separated, they did not move. I don't know who has the upper hand.

After a while, a thing fell from the sky, and was steadily inserted into the stone. It is the sabre with flat eyes.

And if you look closely, you can see clearly that the right shoulder of the magic eye has been beaten with a piece of flesh and blood and can no longer hold the knife.

-It was the man who won!

Just thinking so, suddenly Hong Jiu's chest sprayed big blood. His chest was scratched from the side of his chest to the scapula-Dao backhand knife marks, the wound was extremely deep.

The rain finally fell.

The drizzle in the mountains didn't wash away the **** smell between the two, and the two remained speechless.

Devil's Eye Changping silently tore off the bottom corner of his shirt, crossed his left hand with a knife, and tangled tightly with cloth. In his eyes, the ghost fire became more and more fiery, as if the burning warfare.

"My Excellency is responsible for the amazing art industry. I forgive you for being an anonymous person. Please ask your name."

Hong Jiu stroked the blood on his chest, found a bag of wine around his waist, and drank a large amount of wine. The wine was less than a thousand cups of confidant, and it was even more rare for a warrior to meet an opponent from Taiwan.

He hesitated (=

"Night Luo Honger.

The two looked at each other with blood on their chests.

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