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Boom …

A round of golden sun exploded. It was not the sun, but the center of the collision, forming a huge collapse, nothingness, and the fierce golden light to drown Tianyu. This hit was actually not weak.

“Puff ~!”

“Cough!”

When the collision gap.

A watched figure was embarrassed from Yu Bozhong. At this time, the middle -aged men’s clothes were full of trauma, nostrils were bleeding, stood in the void, full of anger and murderous anger. The saints of Xiandao really turned the boat in the gutter.

“ah……!”

He roared anger.

Killing the sky.

Xia Yang took a step forward and came to Chu Xun. The two stood side by side, staring at the crazy crazy man, but no matter who it was, there was no fear.

One is the person who will die.

One is an incarnation.

Why is it?

“Daoyou, let’s go!” The sage of Zhen Wuzong was permeated in the eyes of the sage, especially when looking at Chu Xun, his face was gloomy. Who would think that this younger was still hiding this hand. Turn directly to Qian Kun. Without this sword, the furious Xiandao Sect will inevitably kill Xia Yang.

It was just that after this sword, the new wounds of the saints of Xiandao Zong were injured and recurred before trying to cut the two of them.

This is not what he wants to see.

“ah!”

The saints of Xiandao Sect are mad. Whether it is Xiayang or Chu Xun today, it has given him unprecedented hit today. It is the injury that has never had before, overlooking the two ants. Each is the end of the crossbow. Everything, no one after one blow.

As long as he gave him a moment, he could easily kill the two town, but the retreat of the saints of Zhenwu Zong also made him soberly in the madness, which was the trace that made him hesitate.

Do you really kill the two of them?

Before coming.

Oath.

I feel that he can easily kill Xia Yang, or even persecute him without starting, but the final result is that he and the sage of Zhenwu Zong were seriously injured and almost fell. At this time Is that junior only the power of this sword?

“Chu Zun!”

The saint of Xiandao Zong was angry and shouted by the name of the saints of Zhenwu Zong, and the latter also understood his meaning. He wanted him to fold back and jointly kill the two, even if the price was paid, it would be time to do it.

“I can not make it!”

The burly body of the true Wuzong coughing blood, tearing the clothes on the chest, revealing the injury, and the whole body was cracked. The most affordable, the giving is far greater than you think! ”

He coughs blood.

The body is also backward.

It was also why the east emperor’s bell retreats by hundreds of miles, because there is really no power of World War I, and I am worried that it is really robbed by Xia Yang. … It is really possible to slaughter Saint.

“call out!”

The saints of Zhenwu Zong walked away.

The saints of Xiandao Sect are gloomy and crazy, and staring at the two of them are not both lingering and endless crazy. Finally, they laughed: “Well, alas, I am afraid that you will be about to sit up soon. The decaying ghost of the turmoil, isn’t a junior who has not become a climate? ”

Smiling.

He strode away.

The latter.

I also counseled.

The away of the saints of Zhenwu Zong also made him smell the crisis.

Tianji Sect.

The old man who held the heavens looked at the scene shocked. He never thought of it would be such a result. He thought that the two defeats were shocked enough. Thinking of the younger generation who was ignored at the end, he suddenly broke out. A blow from the sage turned to the Qiankun and fought for the battle.

Both defeats hurt.

Dust is settled.

Xiandao Shengsheng.

Zhenwu Zong saint.

The two retreated.

The saints of Donglinzong are about to sit.

It seems that all of this is not much different from the initial expected. Only a little change is the younger who has been silent for many years. It once again came into view of their eyes, but this time it is no longer as a junior. identity.

The old goddess of the goddess was a crutch, and the turbid eyes were surprised and surprised, but also murmured: “The practice of the saints of Xiandao Sect is right. Xiayang sitting is already nail on the board. It can be repaired after all, and it is extremely long before the holy realm! ”

“Once the saints of Xiandao or Shizong sage recuperate their injuries, they returned to the peak. Without Xia Yang’s sitting, the east of Zongzong was still destroyed. In the future, the sage will be carried for him, and then it will be dead! ”

The saints of Shenxing Zong also breathed a breath. Although this result was surprising and shocking, it was also the most acceptable. To Xiandaozong, a sage really fell from the true Wuzong. Because there is also a green cattle demon king in the dark, even looking at the scene.

Nympho

Nympho

“senior!”

Chu Xun also looked at the old man beside him. He was even more twilight, and his breath fell to the bottom of the valley, as if the sustenance of the soul disappeared.

“good!”

“very good!”

When the old man looked at Chu Xun, the appreciation and satisfaction in his eyes did not add stubbornness. Chu Xun’s excellent excellence was far stronger than he thought. He was ready to be in the war. You can sit calmly by yourself.

Chapter 84 Tour the major forces!

Twilight.

Destiny.

Chu Xun can feel the senior Xia.

It’s really going to sit.

This predecessor who has never known himself.

It’s going to be here.

“Do not be sad!”

“Nothing sad!”

“People will die in the end!”

“Besides, I am also a big limit, and I am also a funeral!” In the east, there was a gratifying smile on the face of Xia Yang’s face. Come to the east to the east, leave the leaves! ”

Chu Xun was silent.

Looking at the cheerful old man beside him.

The taste in my heart is mixed.

“Go!” Xia Yang was very cheerful. If he could die in his hometown, it was the best ending. This time, he did not wrap Chu Xun and left quickly, but walked slowly. Feelings, emotion, said, “I have been here, I still left traces on that sword mountain!”

Overlooking it is a small gate. There are only a few disciples. It is difficult to imagine that such a Zongmen once had a glory in the eastern area.

“There is still this place!”

Go all the way.

Xia Yang is very happy.

Especially over a city.

“I remember there was a tavern in it. The wine made is very fragrant, mellow, go, see if there is still it now!” Xia Yang was excited and happy. At this moment, he was just like a child.

The two did not attract much attention when they came to the city. When they came to an old -fashioned restaurant, Xia Yang’s face was full of smiles, and he was more excited than defeating the saints. Some strong and strong Zongmen have declined, and this tavern is still there! ”

“Little Er!”

“Line wine!”

“Osmanthus brew!”

Xiao Er, who came to recruit guests, stunned and looked at the two of them doubted: “Old man, are you shouting wrong? There is no osmanthus brew in our store!”

The shopkeeper on the side was stunned and looked at Xia Yang hesitant and confused: “Is this old man who has not been here for many years? This osmanthus brewed was a signboard in this shop, but the owner took turns. It ’s the sale of this wine, but other wines do n’t have a flavor. If you do n’t dislike it, try it?”

“Gone?”

Xia Yang was lost.

There is a loss in my heart.

But nodded.

soon.

On the end of the wine.

It is filled with fragrance and seduced throat, even if Chu Xun raised a light sip of eyes lightly, this wine may be a bit worse than the old wine of the six people of Jiang, but the single round of taste is not the taste of the single round of How much is inferior, and there is a unique fragrance, which should be brewed ancestors.

“It’s a good wine!”

Xia Yang pursed a shallow loss in his mouth. The wine is a good wine, a delicious, and a rare mouth blessing. Dechat, his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally sighed. The time that belonged to him had passed, and he was about to be buried with him.

Drive bowl.

Drink.

This shocked the shopkeeper, and quickly reminded: “The old man, you drink slowly. Although my wine is not a signboard, it is also very strong. Young people dare not drink like this. You can be careful, don’t drink big! ”

The words of the shopkeeper also made Xia Yang’s frustration emotions slightly, and said with a bold smile: “Since this is not your signboard, then take out your signboard.”

“good!”

Seeing that Xia Yang was okay, he also knew that this was a wine expert. He also signaled that Xiao Er took out his signboard. He was a few bowls of belly, and Xia Yang’s face was slightly rosy, which was a little more colorful than before.