The distance between the two sides is too close
All these dagger fragments disappeared into Ye Qimianmen, and Yuan Shen died on the spot!
Ye Qichong will retire soon and faster!
Plop!
Leaf seven slammed the ground and rolled to Ye Tiancheng’s feet when it was already a corpse.
And it was not until this time that Su Mo finished drinking his tea and raised his head to slowly put the teacup.
The word "Er Gan" of Taoist Yuding has just fallen!
Drink tea and kill people with swords!
It’s all happening. It’s over, faster!
Blink of an eye is the dust settled.
Ye qishen fell!
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Not many people see that Su Mo is like a shot.
It’s the blink of an eye and Ye Qi has already retreated and fallen!
Amazing sword!
"This is really a ruthless advocate. Such a beautiful woman as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade didn’t hesitate to kill her."
"It’s normal for Jian Xiu to make decisions about war."
"When did Bailianmen come out with such a powerful sword repair?"
Many monks are gossiping.
"good sword"
Pang Lan really smiled.
Sword trace’s eyes were red and he gritted his teeth. "If I hadn’t surprised Fa Jian, how could he kill his opponent with one sword!"
It’s not just Jian Ji who thinks so.
Most monks in the field believe that the amazing power of this sword is due to the amazing sword of the innate true monarch!
Jian zong hang Qiuyu’s eyes were slightly condensed, and his eyes flashed with a puzzled frown and meditation
He can see that.
Even if there is no amazing sword, I’m afraid that Ye Qi can’t escape the fall!
This sword is very powerful, but it’s a bit odd.
It doesn’t seem like fencing and gives him a sense of deja vu!
It was this ink spirit that was too short when he shot, and the light of the sword suddenly passed away. He wanted to watch it carefully and there was no chance.
Ye Tiancheng maid body meteorite everyone realized that great things are going to happen!
"You want to die!"
Ye Tiancheng slowly got up and the whole person exuded a manic rage and coercion, which made Tongxuan courtyard tremble!
"Woo-"
Before Ye Tiancheng moved, he rolled up his flute and blew it in the middle of the day.
The flute is full of bitterness, as if it can get into the sea of knowledge and directly hurt Yuan Shen!
"kill!"
Two handmaids, Ye Er and Ye San, seem to be influenced by this flute, but their breath is soaring and they are killing Su Mo here!
Leaves waving sleeves, pink petals falling.
Petals seem weak, but floating over seems to cut the virtual capital into pieces!
Ye Wu holds a feather fan and injects mana.
Feather fan flashes five patterns!
Perfect true monarch instrument!
Even the maids around Ye Tiancheng are perfect instruments!
"What are you doing!"
"Want to bully more and less!"