Martial King’s Retired Life

—Sword cut by Qing Lingling Bell.

Therefore, Ling Hanzhong's victory today is not only perfect, but beautiful, but also extremely decent. For the sake of Hangzhou, he has painstakingly planned for years before the end of the demon religion, seeking for the best opportunity, such as the most patient hunter, waiting for the attack quietly. Now he waited.

Only this morning, he and the court representatives have completed discussions. This box suddenly changed his sights and attacked, grabbing the attack at a time when the court was not uniform, and it was even more prominent in Qifeng. His old man flew from the sky with a shock.

He spent several years trying to get a chance to attack, and he deceived the court with too much wisdom to stop it. In the end, this final show that crushed Hangzhou Wulin with absolute combat power was the worst. If the posture of the final victory is not imposing, and if the posture of his old man is not prestige, the taste of the fruit of the final victory will be diminished a lot.

But the untrue answer disappointed him.

"not even one.

The young man didn't know the heights and heights, but he was so personally intercepted that he was so helpless. The old man who was slightly disappointed hummed, "Aren't you taking your men?

Ming Fei said indifferently: "They have something to do. They have just arrested your son and a few prisoners and are on their way to Yamen.

Ling Hanzhong had already heard about this, and he sent hundreds of other disciples to rescue him, expecting that his son was now unharmed. Ming Fei really wanted to cast a mouse jealousy, using Ling Qingshu as the quality, this strategy can be done very well. Clapping and laughing.

"I have the backbone and responsibility. It is really admirable to catch my son Ling Lingzhong.

His narrow eyes stared at the truth, revealing a trace of cruel chill.

"So, you are just to be fair and not afraid of the consequences. You come here today to obstruct your husband, and you are like your brothers and sisters-so, have you put aside life and death?"

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"Different",

These are the three words that come out of the mouth gently, as if hitting with a sledgehammer. Just hitting Ling Hanzhong's laughter, Ling Han Zhong suddenly felt gasped, and the laughter came to an abrupt end.

Ming Fei slowly stood up from the big stone. The coke-like inexplicable thing was carried on his shoulders. His eyes were deeply depressed, his voice seemed to be flowing slowly, the volcano that was about to erupt. Even if there were no signs of an outbreak, just being here, I felt that it was hot and unbearable to breathe, and my five internal organs had to be cooked.

"I'm not the same as them. They like to have goodwill and resentment, and act instinctively. I've passed that age and can't do that kind of thing, so I have to do something within my own ability.

"What can I do?

"They went for the damn, I came for the damn.

Every time Ming Feizhen said a word, he took a big step forward. He was gazed by the eyes of a hundred people, as if he had a hundred swords, but he didn't care, as if he didn't notice anything. Every time I step out, I feel that the sun and the atmosphere of the mountain are shaking and it can make a noise. The veterans with deep skills emerged a deep absurdity, but could not find the reason to refute the reason-it seems that this man's momentum has overwhelmed their full swordsmen in Lushan Jianguan.

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How could this person's sense of coercion be so strong, if it wasn't for knowing that the Minghua language had been in the apprenticeship more than twenty years ago, he would have thought that the boy had reached a supernatural state.

Ling Hanzhong depressed his thoughts and sang.

"You can't see it, you still have a kind heart of compassion. You said that the **** one is my Qingshu baby. The **** one is yours in Yeluobao?"

Ling Hanzhong sneered, "It turned out to be an ambitious one. What you want to save is not only Yeluobao, but also the martial arts dignitaries in the Seven Great Schools in Hangzhou? Had, it really worked for a long time and it was difficult to give up the foundation."

"Not only." Ling Hanzhong's face showed an angry expression, waving his hand, and behind Yunsong's view, Murong Song, the leader of the sword, pulled his sword out of the sheath.

Ling Hanzhong said angrily: "What a big tone. What you want to say is that the whole Wulin in Hangzhou is what you want to save?

"more than.

Ming Fei's blood-red eyes stared straight at Ling Hanzhong, as if to crush him all.

"And you Lushan Jianguan. All the disciples who have gone up and down are all alive. I don't want to see so many people die together.

What he said was that no matter whether his friend or enemy was in the ranks of redemption. What angle does this person stand on to say this sentence? Who do you think you are ?!

"Where is Murong!

Mu Rongsong promised-sound, be the first to fight, and yelled-channel: "Arrogance and ignorance, the dog is guts!" Scolded-the sound is as fast as the wind, and the dragon is incessant.

"Come to come!

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