643 Cross River

Luo Xuewu, the commander of the sword, has woken up from the ice, wearing a white jade gown, standing on the wall of the city, looking at the demons below, looking like a cold star.

For all disciple disciples, falling snow dance is their backbone!

When the white queen stood on the high wall again, all the disciple disciple cheered, and then she was full of spirits and full of war.

Li Fan felt that this white queen was the soul of Yi Jian!

Around Luo Xuewu are the four heavenly kings who rely on swords. They are all in armor and domineering warriors. They are resourceful and determined to be the master of the world, Ye Yulou. The beauty is like flowers, and the shape of beasts is Jin Jiumao; … Moving like fingers Guo Mingming.

Li Fan clutched his forehead. What was the last one?

"Song Yunya, you are out of magic."

Luo Xuewu stood on the high wall, holding a large white sword in his hands, and said to the bottom, "Dare to mess with me, you are too stupid."

"You can't speak so early."

Song Minya laughed. "Good show, it's just started."

As soon as the words were finished, the man next to him wearing the robe of Yi Jianxiang suddenly stood up and leapt down from the high wall.

"Jinxiang Lord?"

Seeing this man jump down, Luo Xuewu gave a stun.

"He is not the owner of Jin Xiang!"

Ye Yulou immediately responded, "He is a thousand-faced ghost in the Eight King Kong!"

Li Fan stretched out a finger, and Murong Ying had jumped up high and welcomed the thousand-faced ghost that fell. At the same time, she was holding the golden flying lion sword, ready to kill the thousand-faced ghost directly from the air!

But at this moment, Liu Zhu grasped the Sixiang Sword in his hands and threw out the White Tiger sword.

Li Fan looked down, his Sixiang Sword did not know when it was dropped!

He frowned, and Murong Ying had been hit by Bai Hu's sword gas, her body crooked out.

"You guys, sorry."

Liu Zhu stood on the edge of the high wall, arched their hands at the falling snow dance, and then jumped out. An organ kite popped up behind him, and the whole person blew up directly with the night breeze and flew towards the demon side.

"House thieves are hard to guard against."

Luo Xuewu's brows frowned deeply. All of them were here to face the challenge. Only then did the thousand-faced ghosts have the opportunity to transform into a fragrant master and stole the Nine Buddhas from the sword.

"Liu Zhu!"

In the night sky, there was a roar from Li Fan!

"Brother Li ... we will meet again soon ... I'll explain it to you at that time."

Liu Zhu shouted at the bottom, and then went away.

"Hahaha, after all, you are too stupid! Yi Jian laughs at Qingfeng, but that's it!"

Song Yanya ridiculed and ridiculed, and at the same time waved and began to evacuate with thousands of worshippers.

In this battle, they lost nothing but thousands of corpses, plus an eight King Kong. But Yi Jian laughed at the breeze, but lost a copy of the "Nine Buddhas" and lost the dignity of their alliance!

Soon, the rivers and lakes will spread, they relied on the sword to laugh at the breeze, and even a gossip that could not keep a cheat book.

This is the League, this is the rivers and lakes.

Demons come fast and go fast. Li Fan knew that Liu Zhu had counted him again this time, and even if he chased it, I'm afraid he wouldn't get back the Book of Nine Buddhas.

He was a little dejected, and had been played by himself several times in a row!

His dart was robbed!

the first time! First failure!

Li Fan gritted his teeth and couldn't wait to grab Liu Zhu and take a hard meal!

But I do n’t know why, Li Fan always felt that Liu Zhu was not bad by nature, but why should he serve the demon?

There are many things, Li Fan feels a little confused.

"Head Li, come in and talk."

Yeyulou instructed the guards to open the gates, and watching the gates slowly opened, his mind was mixed.

"Head Li, please."

Ye Yulou was already standing in front of the city gate, greeted by Li Fan.

But Li Fan knows, I am afraid that he is hostile to himself when he leans on the sword.

But it wasn't Li Fan's character to just leave so bleakly.

He simply put down his mind and strode into the city that had just left.

The disciples who relied on the sword were on both sides, and everyone looked at them quietly without saying a word.

The scene was a bit embarrassing and certainly not very satisfying.

Li Fan felt that many people looked at their own eyes, strangely, and some could not help but start pointing.

"Headmaster, please, the leader is waiting for you in the Chamber."

Ye Yulou once again arched his hand at Li Fan. Li Fanxin said that this matter always gave Yi Jian an account. He stepped forward, followed Ye Yulou, stepped on the bluestone floor, and went all the way into the Chamber.

Luo Xuewu, a woman who was frozen in frost before, now sits alive on the throne of the Chamber, and then stares at herself.

Zhan Xiaotian, dressed in gold armor, was unrestrained and unrestrained, standing on the left side of Luo Xuewu. Jin Jiumao was wearing a green long coat and a small pepper, and stared at himself fiercely.

Guo Mingming stood on the right-hand side of Luo Xuewu. He did not wear any armor, but his defense was amazing. At this time Guo Mingming was playing with a little yellow chicken, playing with it constantly, and biting it twice in his mouth from time to time.

"Head Li, please, please."

Ye Yulou is very human. He asked his men to bring a chair for Li Fan and let Li Fan sit down. Then someone came over and offered the cilantro. Li Fan took a few sips and it was really good tea.

Anyway, Li Fan is a guest after all.

Moreover, he is an identified guest.

"You ... Li Fan?"

Luo Xuewu looked at Li Fan for a long time, and finally said such a sentence.

"Like a fake replacement."

Li Fan also looked at Luo Xuewu more, after all, she was one of the best in beauty. Her ice-cold and jade-like appearance attracted the attention of men. Unfortunately, this woman is born an iceberg and is destined to have no manhood.

"Xiaotian, go."

Luo Xuewu ordered.

"Yes!"

Zhan Xiaotian, who was standing on the left-hand side of Luo Xuewu, immediately jumped up and patted directly towards Li Fan!

Flying Dragon Palm!

This is Zhan Xiaotian's martial arts. The palm of his hand seems to be printed with gold light, and is directly printed on Li Fan's forehead!

At that moment, Li Fan gave birth to an illusion, as if there was really a bling dragon, rushing towards himself.

But Li Fan was not an ordinary person. He immediately aroused his anger, sat in a chair, and met Xiao Xiaotian in the palm of his hand.

"boom!"

The chair under Li Fan was broken, and he stepped on the ground with his legs.

Zhan Xiaotian's body slipped back one meter away, fell to the ground, stabilized his body, raised his head, and looked at Li Fan solemnly.

"Okay! Good fun!"

Li Fan frowned, and stood upright, watching the falling snow dance on the throne.

"Why, do you just do something different?"

Luo Xuewu didn't speak, but Zhan Xiaotian took a step forward again, ran the dragon's paw again, and hit Li Fan!

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