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The whole scene quieted down in an instant.

Everyone did not expect that the most powerful one in the holy palace was destroyed by a little girl like Xia Xiaoxiao.

What is that?

what a powerful power.

Soon, some people thought of some terrible pictures and couldn't help but tremble: "magic power, this is magic power. The black swordsman used to use it in the past."

The dust cleared and the body of the red haired man fell, but he did not seem to be dead.

Xia Xiaoxiao's eyes are cold.

Qin Meng turned his head and grinned: "madam is fierce."

All of them said, "well

Can you be more serious in this life and death, serious battlefield?

Pen!

The red haired man fell on the earth, and the dust rose, but no one dared to get close to him, and no one dared to attack him. After all, he was a strong man in God's hiding place.

It's really powerful.

Huaiyang ion was horrified, thinking that in the future, we must strive to practice, but we can't let Feng Baimei surpass himself.

Click!

The snow-white light and rain emerge from the empty sky, like a strong calligrapher, drawing from another time and space, a very strong brush.

The void was broken and the virgin stepped out.

She turned to look in a certain direction and said, "thank you."

In that direction, Feng Baimei whispered, "I'm just paying you back." Yes, in the past, she had received orders from her family to attack Dong qianya. Now, she has saved her life and waited for the favor to be returned.

Pen!

The man said nothing, suddenly again hand, a raised hand, five finger God seal fell.

It is a kind of powerful martial art, which is very similar to the five God seals in the legend.

Five fingers like a mountain, suppress heaven and earth, almost nothing can not be town.

It's so powerful, far away, people can clearly feel the power of palpitation.

The saint snorted coldly, and the crane soared into the air and soared upward. She stepped out of the room, close to the man and avoided the figure of five fingers.

With the power of mind Dharma in operation, the divine awn blooms again. The technique comes from the nine days, just like the starry sky, and finally covers here.

It's terrible.

However, her practice was not as good as that of the holy palace. The man's practice was too inclined to kill, and she was pressed down with a slap of his hand.

Her attack was smashed.

The magic power runs through here. With a rapid speed, it penetrates her body directly. Her snow-white skirt is stained with blood, and her body flies out. The nearly perfect face also appears pale.

Step by step, the man looked deep and terrible: "surrender or die."

The saint struggled, and the holiness was still there. She gasped and opened her mouth, as if disdaining: "you can't do it."

Men are ultimately afraid of being told that they can't, especially when they are arrogant like men.

He was angry.

The virgin laughed and said, "my man, who is very powerful and powerful, is a hero, not an ugly guy like you."

Ha ha!

All of them laughed. They didn't laugh at the saint, but felt that the saint's satire was in place.

The words and deeds of the holy palace are indeed disgusting. But due to the divine power of the holy palace, how many people in the world dare to resist?

There is no doubt that the words of the saints speak their hearts.

But this sentence in the ears of the disciples of the holy palace is undoubtedly a kind of contempt and provocation.

The man looked cold and said, "is that right? When will your heroes appear

She was silent.

Everyone was silent.

In the world, how can there be such a perfect man?

Even the emperor couldn't do it, could he?

For a long time, she looked up: "he will come, he will come, he said, he will stop you, strangle all of you."

He

People look startled.

The strong disciple of Daming Lake is also shocked. Is the saint serious? Does he really exist? Not a joke?

The man laughed and looked even colder: "in this case, I will make you a villain and become a hero in your mouth."

Click!

His pace suddenly accelerated, and the powerful power of law, confused with the strands of divine power, poured here.

Space is breaking, his law is blocking.

Feeling the fluctuation of that kind of magic power, Dong qianya's face was coagulated. The inside information foundation of this person in front of her was not weaker than her. If she fought like this, she would surely lose!

But what about her? Compared with the appearance of heroes of the world, she hoped that the guy would not come out.

thinking of this, she bit her teeth and killed the front again.The man's magic weapon is a long halberd. The breath of killing is very strong and has never been less stained with blood. However, her magic weapon is the crane, which is different from ordinary magic soldiers. It can be understood that this is a contract immortal beast.

Fairy beast is still young, and can not play a very strong force.

Two people collide, anxious, brilliant burst, the sky is dim, the earth collapses

After just a few minutes, I don't know how many moves. Finally, the long halberd penetrated Dong qianya's chest, nailing her whole person in the void, gurgling blood flowing down.

The whole scene is another condensation.

The disciple of the holy palace laughed: "where is your hero? What's the use of good looks? This world is a world of respect for the strong! Ha ha... "

Wanton laughter, more and more rich, not only harsh, but also full of irony.

People were dazed, breathless, clenched their hands, and wanted to rush out at this moment to tell the damned disciples that he was the hero in the mouth of the virgin.

On the top of the mountain, Lin Yifan opened his eyes.

Oriental voice came over: "elder martial brother, their purpose is you."

Lin Yifan's body was shocked, some surprised, he has not left here, that is because there is the existence of the holy palace under the mountain peak.

But he didn't expect that the East could see through.

Ushered in Lin Yifan's eyes, she nodded: "or I go!"

Ha ha

The little master of Wen family came over and blocked in front of her, his eyes burning: "I can't see through you."

East cold mouth: "get out of here."

He was numb: "my childe's eye is close to Dacheng, but I can't see through your noumenon. I'm very curious. What are you?"

The East gazed at him coldly.

Their breath fluctuates more and more intense, and the air is filled with their collision, which is like a fuse, which burns when touched.

Not far away, Xia Xiaoxiao frowned and took a step.

But at this time, the voice of the red haired man echoed, cold and deep, as if from the depths of Hell: "you are the second person in hundreds of years to hurt me."

Xia Xiaoxiao was surprised: "who was the first one?"

"Lin Yifan," the red haired man said with a smile

She laughed: "believe it or not, I will be the first person to kill you in hundreds of years?"