Immortality Cultivation Era

The body of the middle-aged sword repaired and flew out.

There was a sword wound behind his back, and the blood flowed like a note.

The rest of his snow is already red.

The blood is poured, and the white snow melts.

From the perspective of the singer of the singer, it is pleasing to the eye.

The middle-aged sword repair slowly climbed up.

He gasped heavily, looked at the high song with a fierce look, and stood in the summer of the high song.

"Shameless..." He spit out the words in aggression.

In his view, such a person who sings a song is not worthy of being a cultivator.

Let's go it alone, how can you let the helper shoot?

Moreover, when I was dealing with the girl, how could you attack me behind the scenes?

Being reprimanded by middle-aged swords, Gao Ge suddenly had a feeling of being uncomfortable.

It's hard to imagine that a person who is going to grab you something, and pointing your nose to you is shameless.

"Big brother, who are we shameless?" Gao Ge could not help but ask.

The middle-aged man gasped for a big mouth.

His face is full of suspicious colors.

He really did not understand why the high song can appear quietly behind his own.

If it wasn't for the blade to fall on his back, he would still be unaware.

Even the fluctuations of the air machine on the other side were not noticed.

Gao Ge naturally will not answer the other person's doubts. The umbrella that was eaten in Tianmen before is of great use, and it is not difficult to cooperate with his own ghosts.

However, the other party is not getting the answer anyway.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him." Xia Yan said quietly.

The original middle-aged sword repair also felt that this little girl looked very good, and now I feel that this girl is simply ugly.

When you open your mouth, you have to kill yourself.

How can a little girl be cute?

Gao Ge is a person who is very unwilling. For example, he is now convinced by Xia Wei, so he holds the flying star sword again and rushes toward the middle-aged sword repair.

"Hey, want to kill me, are you qualified?" The middle-aged sword repaired his teeth, his teeth were full of blood, and he looked like he had just eaten some creatures. He held his sword in his hands and a sword. Swing out, the sword is surging.

This sword does not know how much to be more aggressive than the previous move.

Obviously, this is going to be desperate.

"Good to come!"

Gao Ge is not afraid.

He was chopped by himself and his blood flowed.

In this state, if you are not his opponent, simply bury your head in the snow and commit suicide.

"My sword, named Tianwei!"

Sword gas pressed down the speed of the song.

Every step of the song is going to be a big step.

Some like it, it was close to the Zhangzhou cheesehouse.

It’s also like, before, with Xia Wei, with snow and ice, to the snowy mountains.

Obviously, the middle-aged sword repair is close at hand, but this distance seems to be a hundred feet away.

Xia Wei’s body can’t stop falling back.

Her strength is not as strong as she is, so don't say that I have to rush to help sing a song at this time. Whether I can stabilize my body shape is a problem.

Gao Ge bites his teeth and his face is more and more embarrassing.

The flying star sword in the hand creaks.

The war in the body is burning.

He slowly raised his arm. At this moment, he felt that the flying star sword in his hand seemed to be heavy, and this time fully reflected the importance of the jack.

"Give me up!"

Gao Ge roared.

The sound spread far and wide, and the snow flakes.

The body of the stars in the body, rising wildly, gathered in the hands of the flying star sword, and suddenly the sword light.

Deep forest.

Vaguely able to hear a few beasts, like threats to sings, and some elements of fear.

"My sword, called the sky!"

The high songs are laughing and laughing, and the keel is prominent.

The two swords, after colliding together, triggered a small-scale explosion.

Above the mountains, there is snow falling and falling.

Fortunately, it has not reached the point of avalanche.

Otherwise, the high song is really a stone to lick your own feet.

"Boom".

The two swords are offset each other.

Gao Ge and a sword fell, breaking through layers of resistance.

From the middle of the middle-aged sword repair, crossed.

At this time, he was already bloody, and his clothes were swept away by a slender mouth...

Looking at the snow-capped mountains, there was snow falling down, and finally returned to the quiet, breathless Yue Xincheng, rubbing the sweat on his forehead.

"Scared me, I thought it was avalanche." Yue Xincheng said with a smile.

He was sitting on a man in Huaxi Tekken. At this time, the body temperature of Huaxi men was gradually getting colder.

In fact, he just beat the other side and did not kill any.

The Huaxi Tekken disciple sitting underneath was crushed by a teenager with one hand.

Yue Xincheng stood by and watched as he watched the juvenile crushing the throat of every Huaxi Tekken disciple. In the process, the expression on the boy’s face looked light and cloudy, as if he was just doing a trivial thing.

As for the black-faced man, it was a fist to death for Yue Xincheng.

Anyway, he didn't have any good feelings about the person named Ke Shan. If he had no enmity, he had to detain himself. Isn't this a painful egg hurt?

"The two Lingshi, for you." The youngster will score the points that he has robbed, and fulfilled the previous promise to Yue Xincheng.

Yue Xincheng thought about it and picked it up. Although Lingshi is unattractive to him, he does not care, but this time is still good next time, otherwise it will inevitably make the other party's heart doubt, and feel that they do not want Lingshi, it is very big.

He doesn't like to deal with such people. Although he has been fighting side by side, he doesn't like it.

"I can go now?" Yue Xincheng said with a smile.

The teenager nodded and smiled. "Nature, this time we came to the secret place just want to find a chance. There is absolutely no intention to be enemies with the people of Xiu Xian College. Our Refusal Party is just a small door. I don’t dare to go to the Dragon Pavilion.

Yue Xincheng just smiled and didn't say much.

"What is your name?" The boy suddenly asked, "My name is Wu Geng."

"Yue Xincheng." Yue Xincheng said with a smile, "You are called Wu Geng? I remember, the son of Yu Wang seems to be also called Wu Geng? This name is unlucky."

"Oh? Where do you start?" the boy asked, "because it is the same name as the son of the Yin Shang Wang?"

"That is not, I think, a big man, can't call Wu Geng, Wu Geng, no roots, no more pleasing."

The young man opened his mouth and did not mind being ridiculed by the other party.

"If there is time in the future, I can come to my refusal to turn around." The boy said seriously.

"Well, maybe you were already the head of the Refusal Party at that time." Yue Xincheng said in a positive color.

"The refusal to send the head of the party?" The teenager shrugged his shoulders. "I am not interested."

"Oh? Can't you see the refusal?"

"No, my purpose is to join the Dragon Pavilion." The boy said with a serious face.

Yue Xincheng did not say anything.