Plundering the Heavens

The sword is like a rainbow, and it is murderous.

Xiao Jianming was played twice, angered and burned, and it was almost mad. At the time of the start, there was no trace of mercy. The iron sword cast the Qingyun Jiujian to the extreme, and the sword did not leave the line. And Fang Xing is also rare to solemnly, wielding a big knife, defending the whole god, between a glimpse, a dozen strokes have been passed, Fang Fang pale, squatting, and has a sword wound.

Under the wrath, Xiao Jianming’s sword has spurred the ultimate, and it’s just a resentment. Every sword has hate and sends off with the strongest force. I can’t wait for a sword to slap him under the sword. This kind of attack is very The horror, the party used all the methods to resist, the big knife danced like a windmill, but even used several diamonds used in defense, but it was of little use.

However, this is exactly what Fang Xing asked. Even if Xiao Jianming’s sword is strong, he will bite his teeth and try to block.

He is waiting for the opportunity, waiting for Xiao Jianming to weaken.

"Hey, this little devil is good, but he has no swordsmanship and swordsman's iron sword. After all, he still suffers..."

Iron is as worried as a mad face, sighing gently, and some can't bear to look again.

"Hey, it’s on the sword, even if his aura is pure, then it’s useless to have a strange force. In the face of the exquisite swordsmanship, the power is stronger, and it seems to be hit into the air, it will not work, but it will be shocked. Injury yourself..."

The blue bird elder said coldly, and there was a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

Xiaoshan River is expressionless, but it has a self-satisfied color. It seems to be quite a sign of Xiao Jianming's performance.

However, he is also somewhat faint and worried, for fear that Xiao Jianming will kill the sword.

In his plan, he should leave a life. Just ask the secret!

"Little devil, today is your death!"

Xiao Jianming violently attacked, and the party line was pressed without any help, and his heart was pleasant and a sneer. Once again, a sword is thrown out.

Seeing that he had an urgent attack, it was difficult to resist, and he had to yell again: "Explosive purple Lei Fu..."

Xiao Jianming was only a body shape, and he retired a mile. When he saw the side of his hand, he was empty again and he went back and attacked. His face is gloomy, and he has made up his mind. Even if this little devil has a violent purple-red sign on his hand, he will no longer flee like the one he just had. Anyway, the explosion of purple ray will flow from the aura to the explosion. There is still one or two moments of time, enough to escape.

Even if you can't escape, you get a little hurt, and there is no defense.

After all, I am only likely to be injured, but the side that detonated this character must be broken.

"Rely, don't lie to him..."

Fang line tightened his brows. He insisted for a long time and only wanted to consume Xiao Jianming's aura. It was only after such a long time that Xiao Jianming’s aura seemed to be showing signs of no exhaustion, and suddenly he felt a little depressed.

It seems that this is also a bit extraordinary. The people under the anger, the shots are fierce, each shot is only the strongest, and will not be sympathetic to the aura. Xiao Jianming can release the strongest attack continuously, but the strength is not reduced. It is very rare.

Fang Fang felt that he could not bear it anymore.

If you wait until you continue, you may accumulate a lot of injuries. Affect your own combat effectiveness.

I have an idea under my heart, seeing Xiao Jianming driving the iron sword from his own side. He immediately slanted away and his body suddenly burst out. The knife screamed and the iron eagle slammed in the opposite direction. It seemed that he found Xiao Jianming not to deal with it and decided to deal with his iron eagle. Between him and Xiao Jianming, Xiao Jianming’s sword is difficult to stop him.

"Hey, you are too small, my black cloud..."

Xiao Jianming sneered, and the palm of his hand was pressed on the back of the iron eagle.

The iron eagle immediately screamed, and between the two claws, the black light loomed, and even a kind of supernatural power was cast, and it was called to the side.

This black eagle, at this time, also shot the fierce light of the monks in his eyes.

After all, the fierce birds have their own instinct, plus bloodthirsty and fierce, simple thinking, and strong feelings.

It also hates the side, this hate is not much weaker than Xiao Jian.

If there is a choice, it even wants to grab the front of Xiao Jianming and tear the square into pieces.

Therefore, with this opportunity to shoot at the party, it doubled the opportunity and ignited all the monsters.

"The **** beast..."

In the face of the magical power of the Iron Eagle, Fang Guan’s eyes were also cold.

The Iron Eagle hates it. He also hates the Iron Eagle. It is not weakened because it is just a dead bird.

Because he had clearly remembered that his eight uncles had been pulled out of the heart by this animal.

The **** scene has been deeply imprinted in his mind!

"Today, I will open you up..."

Fang lined his teeth and sipped coldly, and the knife gas did not decrease, but he went faster.

At this time, the iron eagle, which was half-cast by Shentong, suddenly slammed and screamed, and fell directly from the air. Xiao Jianming on the eagle’s back was shocked. When it came out, it was like a geese, and it avoided the result of planting it with the iron eagle. In the midst of this sudden change, Fang Fang’s already smashed a knife on the belly of the iron eagle.

"laugh……"

The eagle blood splashes!

The Iron Eagle screamed and flew out of the knife for four or five feet, and fell heavily on the ground.

This strange change became steep, and everyone in the stands was also taken aback.

Xiao Jianming was able to press Fang Fang so badly, partly because he was riding an iron eagle. The speed was very fast and varied. Who could think of this line? It seems that there is no such thing as a slap in the hope. This iron eagle?

It seems... it’s like this iron eagle forgets to dodge or resist, deliberately licking his knife...

"Black cloud..."

Xiao Jianming stunned and slammed.

However, he was far away, but the square was closer to the iron eagle. When he plunged, the square line burst into a bang, and the iron eagle rushed forward like the electric, and the speed seemed to be like It was a little faster than Xiao Jianming. Xiao Jianming could only watch as he was about three feet away from the Iron Eagle. Fang Xing had already rushed to the front of the Iron Eagle and raised a big knife.

"Little devil, you dare..."

Xiao Jianming drank. Desperately smashed a sword and tried to stop the party.

However, the party did not pay attention to his roar, but looked up and screamed at him, and his hand fell.

The small, dark eyes of the iron eagle on the ground finally revealed a hint of fear. The powerless screamed.

"The animals, you are still alive!"

"puff……"

The big knife fell, the body was separated, and the blood splashed.

Without the head, the corpse was still struggling, fluttering and fluttering.

Xiao Jianming saw his eyes almost split. Both eyes are congested for a while.

After the eagle of the eagle, the party immediately flew up and kicked it on the corpse of the eagle. The iron eagle, still struggling, immediately flew over to Xiao Jianming, and followed the corpse. A knife is arrogant.

"Black cloud..."

Xiao Jianming at this moment, almost a moment of dizziness.

The Iron Eagle has been following him for six years and is almost his only friend.

It is connected to one's own mind and is also a big boost in the battle.

But I did not expect that this little devil, even his own eyes cut its head...

Although I knew that the Iron Eagle was dead, I was facing the eagle that twitched to fly to myself. Xiao Jianming still subconsciously wants to catch, but only when he is ready to reach out. Suddenly a slight movement in my heart, resolutely stunned, squatting and retreating, "squeaky", when he retreated, the eagle blasted open. A knife light came out of the blood.

This knife was originally coming to his chest. Just because he retired in time, he was short-selling.

"Black cloud..."

Xiao Jianming looked at the broken iron eagle that had been scattered all over the place. The expression was cold and the palms shivered.

"Fuck, you can't escape fast!"

Fang Fang’s knife was hollowed out, and he also took away the knife and took a few steps back.

It was just a few steps back, intentionally or unintentionally, stepping on the eagle's head.

This time, the only one whose iron eagle was still a complete head was immediately blasted by him.

"Oh, kid, you are amazing..."

Xiao Jianming's faint opening, look eccentric, like crying and laughing, the only certainty is the killing between the eyebrows.

"Black Cloud followed me for six years. I didn't expect to die under your knife today. You really will create an accident..." He took a step and slowly walked over to the side. Ground: "Do you have any hands and feet on the Iron Eagle? Otherwise, how can it be a magical disorder when you are using the magical powers, and you are caught this opportunity?"

Step by step, Xiao Jianming's voice is low and cloudy, and his body is getting stronger and stronger.

"Ha ha..."

Fang Xing laughed and said: "Nothing, I just fed it a Dan!"

What he said was nothing but a deliberate attempt to grind the iron eagle's head and crush it even more.

"Hey..."

The hate in Xiao Jianming’s eyes was so strong that it was so strong that the murderousness was hard to stop.

"Oh, this child is in danger..."

Chen Baozhen, the elder of Shu Wengu Chuan, sighed and sighed and judged.

The other few people were silent as well, and felt the anger of Xiao Jianming's body.

Even iron is like a madman, but I feel that I really don't understand the idea of ​​Fang Xing.

If you have the ability to compete with Xiao Jianming, the difference in strength is too far. Under Xiao Jianming's offensive, there is almost no effort to fight back. Why do you have to marry his iron eagle?

This completely angered him, isn't this a self-seeking dead end?

"Sure enough, you have moved your hands on the black cloud, but I have never noticed that it is my own mastership!"

Xiao Jianming’s hand holding the iron sword suddenly tightened and his feet accelerated: “You succeeded, you succeeded in angering me, I don’t want to kill you now, I want to abolish you, then one by one bone Broken, piece of meat cut off, used to pay for the iron eagle... It always likes to eat blood food, if I put your flesh and blood to its grave, it will definitely like it..."

When he spoke of the last word, he suddenly sipped and the iron sword swept out.

"Oh... the fire is almost..."

At this moment, Fang Xing also sneered in his heart, his eyes shining. (To be continued)

Ps: At the beginning of the month, the old ghost also asks for the next month's ticket... There are two chapters to add more this week, and the monthly ticket, but wait for the old ghost to look at the time, multi-code the word, try to get it in the shortest time, certainly not Debt, everyone can rest assured!

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