"Big brother, it's disgusting." Purple Yan bit lower lip, accompany Su Luo to stand up, look up at two people in the air.

"Nangong Liuyun is already holding up." Although he did not show half of the score, the vast majority of people did not find out, but Su Luo knew that his condition was very bad.

At this time, in mid air, two people stand opposite each other.

Dongfang Xuan's eyes were bloody and ferocious, and he laughed wildly: "third younger martial brother, how much can you insist on?"

Nangong Liuyun did not show weakness to cold hum: "you can how long, I will accompany how long."

"But your legs are shaking with fear. Ha ha ha ha ha -- "Dongfang Xuan laughs wildly, but he is murderous.

Nangong Liuyun exudes a cruel sense of war. The corners of his mouth rise, and he picks up a cold arc of wiping evil. "The elder martial brother is also shaking with fear."

Dongfang Xuan's unique sword pointed to Nangong Liuyun: "when you die, you dare to talk a lot!"

Nangong Liuyun looks indifferent, as if the eastern Xuan in front of him is just a group of floating clouds: "let your horse come here."

"Good!" Let's have a drink.

Then, move, move!

Under the stage, everyone looked at them nervously in the air.

I can't hear what they're talking about, but it looks so powerful.

Su Luo's heart clenched tightly.

His eyes were fixed on two people in the air.

from all sides, as like as two peas, he appeared a shadow of the same shape and shadow.

9、 Eighteen Thirty six 45 72

As the number of people increased, Su Luo's face became more and more pale.

Seventy two, Dongfang Xuan turned into 72 people.

"The eldest martial brother has already practiced to the eight turns of the empty shadow without knowing it!" Ziyan's lips trembled slightly, and the words she said were also startled.

What strength is that?

Su Luo's voice took a trace of coldness: "perhaps, he also hides the real strength."

The fist of North Star shadow clenches tightly!

Dongfang Xuandi cards out, but Nangong Liuyun is unlucky to urge the ground to meet the disease. Is there anything more unfortunate than this?

On the VIP table, the old men's brows at this time also slightly wrinkled.

"The Nangong boy is going to lose this time." The old man of Luo family didn't have a good impression of Nangong Liuyun because of his grandson and granddaughter's affairs, so he fell into the stone.

Yao pool Li family's Li old man son light smile: "what Luo elder brother said is very true."

The old man of North Chen sneered coldly and threw a peanuts into his mouth as if no one else was there: "the victory or defeat is not divided, you two, ah, the conclusion is too early."

"Hiss, the Nangong boy is not as strong as the Oriental boy. What's more, he takes it with him. If he can win in this way, I will give my Luo family's ancestral thunder guiding skill with both hands!"

Thunder drawing skill, a high-level skill, is much more powerful than the secret collection that Nangong Liuyun got from the secret collection room.

"What do you think of brother rongyun?" Mr. Li chuckles and throws his words to master rongyun.

Master rongyun's ice eyes are dark and deep, with light and magnificent luster.

In a group of old men, such a beautiful man, seems a little strange.

But none of these old men dare not ignore his existence.

Because, master rongyun's strength is unpredictable. No one knows whether he has reached the legendary monarchy.

Because no one can force master rongyun's bottom line.

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