"Who's this son of a bitch who is so cruel? Just let you go, you don't? And now you want hell on us? " Withered wood scolded a word, is very angry by Luo Xiao.

"I wanted to save you, but now No way

Shua!

Yan prison slightly trembles, wheezing to Luo Xiaoman to fly away.

"What are you doing, little man? Get out of the way Dead wood is soft hearted after all, see Luo Xiaoman is not moved, can not help shouting.

However, the coming of Yan prison is fierce, with endless killing intention, and looks like he wants to tear the child to pieces.

Yeah?

The dead wood was about to rush up, but he was stunned.

Yan prison was only one meter away from Luo Xiaoman and shivered inexplicably.

"What's going on? Why do I feel afraid of hell? " The withered wood was suspicious, but he saw that the young man in black stepped out slowly and blocked in front of Luo Xiaoman.

His momentum is cold and his eyes are deep and frightening.

Is Yan prison afraid of this young man in black?

This How is that possible?

You know, hell prison is a fierce sword bred in the process of killing. Who in the world can awe this fierce sword?

Unless This young man in black is more vicious than hell!

All of a sudden, Yan Guan turned around and flew away in the distance.

However, Mo yuan's figure moved and flew out, trampling Yan prison on the ground.

"What?" The three old men stare at Mo yuan in disbelief. They even trample on the ground the extremely fierce sword.

"The hell prison is so subdued?"

"I, am I dreaming?"

"No, it's true. A young man has taken over the fierce sword!"

The three old men looked at Mo yuan seriously, trying to see through the young man, but they could not see anything except the cold chill.

Mo yuan coldly glared at Yan prison, and his eyes were awe inspiring. He dared to kill Xiaoman, which was unforgivable.

"Abyss!"

Just as he was about to destroy the hell prison, Luo Xiaoman stopped him.

"I think you must be very handsome with it!"

Does Xiaoman want to see him pick up this hell prison? Mo yuan Leng Leng Leng, then low eyes to see the Yan prison struggling desperately.

Suddenly, he stepped back.

Yan Gaoguan can't understand why Moyuan let go of himself, but now he doesn't escape. When will he wait?

"Well?"

A word with an interrogative tone made the hell who just wanted to escape froze again and did not dare to move.

It felt that if it moved, it would be torn up. This is the second person who can make himself feel this way after the master.

"Come on Mo yuan narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. His eyes flashed a cold light.

A Shua.

Yan gaouan turned around and fell into the hands of Mo yuan. The killing intention just now completely disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Shua Shua Shua!

Ink yuan lip corner a hook, played a sword flower, relaxed and free, there is red light flashing, very handsome.

Luo Xiaoman's eyes are hot, staring at Moyuan. Even if it is a fierce sword, he is as clever as a lamb in front of Mo yuan.

She didn't know why Yan prison was so afraid of Mo yuan. Maybe it had something to do with his mysterious life experience.

You know, one of the ten magic weapons is the magic weapon of Moyuan, let alone a top-grade sword?

Yan Ma's face is so fierce?

Why in this young man's hands, but so peaceful, dare not make a mistake?

It's really tamed?!

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