Origin Player

At night, Daming House.

At the beginning of the lantern, from the south to the north, there was no empty lane in the central streets of the city.

Since the advent of the Jianjian Conference, the prosperous night market and Rouge Street have been in a cold atmosphere. Jianghu Passenger and the local people have gone to the central street to prepare to watch the second transit in the world.

As early as late, there were already news from rivers and lakes to spread the news everywhere. Countless people were curious about suppressing the dragon city of Kyushu rivers and lakes with their own power.

Since Longcheng drove to the Master Zen Master Zen Master to meet with the demon king with the Master of 100,000 Mountains, a group of masters of the rivers and lakes have launched blocking. As of now, the masters who have died in the hands of Longcheng have exceeded the number of hands, which is second only to the second only to the second only to the hands. The Taoist disciples of the ten people in the world were killed by three punch, and the swords that were famous for their fame collapsed.

On the central street, the strong old man held a big knife and kept his eyes closed. Each breath of his breath was sprayed out of his mouth and nose, like a gun like an arrow, the big name of the masters, and he was famous for his master's alarm. The three -sword breaks the water in the city, which establishes a lofty position that he is unavailable in the Grand Sect in one fell swoop.

On both sides of the street, the onlookers were endless.

The landlord of the smoke rain still sat in the small mouth of the wine shop, and there was no intention of the smoke and rain sword in his hands. He occasionally cast his eyes in the direction of the Pingfu Palace. At the time of the Battle of the Mountains, the owner of the Yan family immediately sent someone to send a letter to the capital.

Upstairs in Chu, the elder and the Yinzi were drinking relative to alcohol.

The unreasonable genitals showed a hot look for the first time.

"How much is the flood axis?"

The elders of Du Sui heard the words and laughed, "There is no chance, unless Longcheng deliberately let him cut it. When it comes to catching and fighting, the flood axis can survive. When the city of Guancheng, the others have a little hope of the landlord. "

The eyes of the Yinzi are even more flourishing. In addition to the great masters of the surrender, Longcheng is the top of the martial arts. The degree of elite is unimaginable.

In the direction of the Yan family, a idiot and a long elder in the Palace of the Wudou Daodao standing across the other side.

At the door of the Gate of Daming, the nobleman of the ancestors who had no long -handed sword stopped to look at the distance. The young county king was the genius of the palace's generation, and there was the guardian of the red robe eunuch beside him.

Countless genius, masters, and people are waiting quietly. Even King An Bei did not do so. Everyone knows that Longcheng will come and will definitely take the most eye -catching central street. Intercepting each other, from southern Xinjiang to Jiangnan, and then to the border between Jiangbei and Yizhou, Daiming Mansion is the last stop as a front line.

The wind rolls up.

The crowd's eyes are staring at the gate of the South City.

But the Hongxian has raised the pound of heavy machete.

It wasn't until this master's movement that people suddenly found out that I do n’t know when, a gray monk has stood on the central street. It is even tedious, and even the eyes are the same as ordinary people.

Everyone only listened to him:

"Where to find an opponent, the elite of the city is full, and the three -one -year -old sound is paid to the east, leisurely, and the first person is the first."

"Double punch tiny Kyushu, pushing the north -south war in the north and south, and the heroes gathered together to worship the Dragon City.

The gray monk's palm of his palm was firm, and he said with a strong look.

Everyone is speechless, and the arrogance of Longcheng has heard of it.

Hongxian was angry, and his hand was the first to come out.

A martial arts were just spit out by him, and the machete was bathing in the mighty real Yuan, releasing the light that shining the night sky.

The whole street seems to be covered with a knife. The master of the master is studying and raising my knife. The longer the time of warm -up tools, the stronger the power when pulling the knife. Years.

The heavy machete wielded down.

As if the water was admitted to the embankment, the swords screamed to sweep forward. Even among the ten people in the world, the scope of the flood axis was second to none. The enemy entered the city to show the speed of horror, but it was difficult to escape the coverage of the knife.

"A cavity is angry, but the water is east."

Longcheng did not take these attacks in the same way. He raised an invisible body barrier all over his body, like a reef that was not up, belonging to the sword gas, the wind surrounded the body, crushed the knife light, and the torrents would be hardened. Open.

In the roadside liquor, the host of the smoke rain stood up, and the number of killing intentions in his eyes changed to shock.

"Dao Gong's sword qi care ... secret skills."

"Not only that, but also the power of the great master."

Daogong disciples hit Taoist swordsmanship. Among them, the sword qi care is the first -class defense technique of the rivers and lakes. After the intensity of the power that can have the strength of the great master, the intensity rises straight lines.

Obviously, Longcheng not only killed the Daogong disciple, but also learned the other party's housekeeping skills, but also perfectly integrated with the strength of the war -raising quality. The big disciples have been killed for a few days. This kind of martial arts is enough to make the masters of the world be at reach.

At the same time, the flood axis faced with the enemy was even more pressured, and the hard work of the brewed for several years was instantly resolved. He gritted his teeth and handed the second knife.

The machete that accompanied the half of his life was fragmented. This magic weapon that had been infiltrated by the Sword of Hebuki was for decades. Each fragment contained a strong sword.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The broken knife rotated, and the iron light shaped the storm that seemed to be able to strangle everything. A ray of knife marks appeared on the ground. The crowd on the roadside screamed frequently and retreated. In the moment, the shirt was full of blood marks.

roar!

Hong Shao roared and pushed the machete.

The harsh sound sounded several streets.

The broken blade storm bombed forward, and the land along the way squeezed to both sides, leaving a three -foot deep gully.

"But so."

Longcheng reached out to the left, then gently threw his wrist, hit the vacuum with his palm, and a huge shadow appeared.

Just as the onlookers thought that Xing Ying was about to charge, Longcheng lost it directly.

"The Buddha throws the merit!"

Upstairs in Chu, the elder color changes.

The difficulty of this secret technology is enough to enter the top ten in the world. It is really rigid. And it is difficult to imagine.

The giant elephant hit the broken blade storm.

Longcheng came to the axis in front of the Hongxian, and raised his hand and blasted a big handprint.

Yizhou's first -class martial arts Fengyun Mountain inherits the storm of the wind and clouds. Among the generations, five or six people can learn the fullness of the storm. It is like a high -sized city wall.

In front of the arms of the Hongxian, the hard work was instantly defeated. The big hand print was covered in front of the body.