Carefree Path of Dreams

One "Please!"

Can play against Lin Chiba again, but it is also requested by Fang Yuan, immediately.

The people of Chitose Mountain Zongmen, even if they have already made three orders and five applications, still have a lot of curious eyes, and they have explored from the dark, vaguely with enthusiasm.

Master Wu Dao is a master of dreams, and he is still a life and death fight. These opportunities are not easy.

call out!

On the hand of Fang Yuan, the sword of fire emerged, and the dragon was the handle. The brilliance of the dragon was shining, with an astonishing sharpness: "Does the Taoist act before, can you regret it?"

"Do I have any regrets? I am a dreamer, and I am a cancerous tumor. I am arrogant and domineering! I only hate and kill too little!"

Lin Chiye laughed: "To add one more today, it is worth the death!"

In the eyes of this person, there is a light of enlightenment, and I must have been very clear about my end.

This matchup, if he lost, naturally died.

Even if you can win, kill the opponent, the refining elders will never let him go!

Left and right are dead, the best ending, but the same.

This is the sorrow of the weak!

"Well, at a critical moment, you can see the true nature!"

Fang Yuan smiled, the tip of the sword pointed, and a fire broke out from the fire.

"This Lin Chiba, really mad, is hopeless!"

The elders of the refining fire are cold-faced and look at the dragon and the real person: "In your door, is this to teach disciples?"

"of course not!"

The real life of the dragon and tiger is also as sinking as water, apparently feeling the death of the second brother!

In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh. When my two younger brothers were young, my parents died in the midst of the dreams of the dreamers. When they grew up, the woman who was a childhood friend was also seen by a dreamer. It is no wonder that the temperament changed greatly.

"Swords!"

The eight threads behind Lin Qianye emerged, and the madness rushed forward, and the palm of his hand turned into a shadow of the sky: "Chiba hand!"

call out!

His hands were distracted, and he became translucent, and he was invincible. He grabbed it again and again.

"Bloom and double-phase, 阎 阎 斩!"

Eight veins Wuzong, has only one step to gather the martial arts sacred body, into the real sacred realm, nature is not the same.

Lin Chiba was just a flash, and he came to Fang Yuan and used his hand as a knife to collapse.

Even behind him, the eight spiritual veins are combined with each other to form a strange and half-blessed singular method, which will greatly support him.

This is awesome to shoot, ready to kill Fang Yuan!

"Good!"

If you change to a normal dreamer, you will be sluggish by the breath of the sorrowful law, and you may be killed on the spot.

But Fang Yuan is not only a dream teacher, but also Wu Zong!

His thoughts are fast, his body emits a dark golden light, and the four veins behind it emerge, combining them into a scorpion, covering the whole body, and retreating quickly.

At the same time, on the left hand, another blue sword of water is also emerging: "Water and fire two swords! Kill!"

Hey!

One red, one blue and two swords are like Tai Chi, entangled, and Lin Qianye is set in the same place, bursting out.

"Well? Breakthrough? No wonder dare to do it with me? Just a combination of two swords, is there such a power?"

Lin Qianye's palm shocked, the body's blood surged, and at this time finally had to admit that the other party is the same person as him, concentrating on coping.

Hey!

The sorrowful law is integrated into his back, and a spiritual pattern appears on his body, and even half of his face begins to wither.

Although the appearance has become so horrible and ugly, his body is very strong, and the sporadic swords are sprayed on it, only to make a clanging sound.

‘The second brother is finally a hundred feet, further...’

Longhu real people looked at this scene, could not help but sigh in the heart.

If Lin Chi Ye can survive this time, or perhaps retreat for three years, he will be able to condense the body of the glory and enter the supreme realm of martial arts!

Unfortunately, any breakthrough requires food.

At this time in the fierce battle, even if the realm broke through, the repair will not go up immediately.

The elders of the refining fire looked at this scene, but the eyes were more and more murderous.

"Death!"

Lin Qianye is like a wild animal roaring, but one stroke and one style is a strict law, without any flaws, to push Fang Yuan into a desperate situation.

"Well... it seems that the general sword, you can't put you to death."

Fang Yuan’s double swords are coming out, and if they are flowing, they will never stop.

Even if Lin Chiba can counter the slight swordsmanship with the flesh, the main sword can still hurt him, not to mention facing the body of the gods directly.

After several ups and downs, this person has more blood marks and his face becomes more and more crazy.

"Blood magic!"

He screamed, his body blasted blood, and instantly became a blood man, breaking through the sword and blocking it, and came to Fang Yuan: "Give me death!"

"Water and fire come out!"

Fang Yuanyi gritted his teeth and the two swords came together. There was even a thunder in it.

call out!

The ground was shaken and the sand was lit up.

The dragon and the tiger lived a long sigh, but the elders on the refining fire were indefinite.

"Good... I don't think I will still die in your hand..."

Lin Qianye looked at the two long swords he was holding on his face, and his face looked like a cry.

After finishing this sentence, his eyebrows exploded, and a blackened sword mark appeared. The whole person fell softly, and there was no breath.

‘The two swords of water and fire are with you, and the last trace of the slash is the last straw that overwhelm the scales...’

Fang Yuan wiped the blood from his mouth and turned to the elders of the refining fire: "Fortunately, not to be insulted!"

"good very good!"

The elders of the refining fire took back the Yanlong, but they did not know what they were thinking.

"If you come back, you will be hurt, or take a break!"

His face instantly recovered, and he looked at the dragon and the real person: "Since the culprit is dead, the old man will say goodbye..."

The dragon and the tiger face the face, looking at the body of Lin Chiba, did not speak.

When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he was sighing in his heart, knowing that hatred had been planted and could not be recovered.

"Go!"

The elders of the refining fire sneered a few times, and when they first went, Fang Yuan also followed suit.

If you do not rely on this person to shelter, I am afraid that the entire Chitose Hill will tear him away.

......

After a long time, the sun is like blood, and the dragon and the tiger are still motionless, just like the sculpture in the cold wind.

"Mountain Lord?"

Several elders came out and worried.

"But you, you will be buried in Chiba... Good life!"

The dragon and the tiger are posing with their hands. When they say the last sentence, they will not be able to bring a whimper in their voices.

"Follow the law!"

At this time, the deacons, disciples, etc., came out to clean up the mess.

The dragon and the tiger looked at the direction of the elders of the refining fire. They looked stunned and finally turned into the mountain gate: "I want to retreat, and I will bother me with troubles!"

......

"This... this is the power of the dreamer! Is this person and my family vengeful?"

Yan Junyi looked at a messy battlefield, and Lin Qianye’s corpse, and the whole person stayed.

The glory of the division, a martial artist who has opened eight veins and is only one step away from condensing the true body, has fallen in front of himself, especially killing him or his own enemies. This kind of blow is unparalleled.

In his heart, he couldn't help but give birth to the idea that even if I practiced to the sub-master, I am afraid that I will be killed by the dreamer.

Even when he was promoted to the Eight Threads of Wu Zong, what kind of position should the other party take?

The gap in it is really desperate and even makes him feel disheartened.

"Jun Hao!"

At this time, some of the same door was close, and his face was cloudy, which made him have a bad feeling.

The crowd is separated, and the black tiger is too old and He Shantong has come in.

"Master!"

The uneasiness in my heart aggravated, but Jun Junyi still raised his head tenaciously.

"You...hey, although you have little responsibility, this is really because of your family. I am a thousand-year-old mountain, I am afraid I can’t hold you down..."

Jun Jun suddenly looked pale and stepped back: "Master...you..."

In my heart, there is a knife.

Knowing that these same doors are afraid to take up the relationship, they have to be self-disciplined!

Then think of the family's many years of worship to the teacher's door, it is simply to obtain the request, there is a flame in the chest.

But at this time, biting his teeth, knowing that nothing can be shown, or there will be immediate murder.

"I can't do your master too!"

He Shantong sighed: "From today, you and I will be decisive, so let's go down the mountain!"

"Master!"

At this time, a young warrior next to him immediately jumped out: "While this person has been expelled from the division, there is still my martial arts in Chitose Hill!"

Jun Jun glanced at him and he had no strength to speak.

This younger brother, usually a modest and respectful appearance, can not think of this, he actually took the lead.

"Yes, it should be abolished by his martial arts!"

"The teacher's door is still too kind, why is it only to be expelled from the division? In my opinion, this scum should be killed directly..."

......

There are fewer charcoal in the snow, but there are countless downfalls.

Yan Junyi looked at this scene and suddenly wanted to laugh.

When the former enemy raged, where did the loyal ministers go, and where did they go?

After all, it is nothing but bullying and fear, and even has the mind to ask his dreams to the dreamer.

"It’s not right, after all, Jun is a master of art, and... there is still a family!"

He Shan's eyebrows moved and immediately shook his head: "Go!"

"Thank you guys... everyone!"

阮君羡 stumbled and lost his soul to the underground mountain, just like walking dead.

Mindful of his young genius, the mentoring and the acquaintance complement each other, the picture of the same kind of friendship, the tears finally endured and fell.

"Haha... haha..."

When I came to a small hill, I wanted to cry but I couldn’t cry and became a big laugh.

"I can't think of me, I will be so rude, haha, if there is not a family, even martial arts can't keep it!"

"Haha... Dreamer is overbearing, no eyes in the sky! No eyes!"

Just in this indulgent, a strange change is emerging in him.

Huh!

It is full of vitality and forms a whirlpool.

A crackling sound came from his Dantian.

"This is... breaking through?"

After a glimpse of the monarch, I finally calmed down: "The realm of hard work and hardship, this has become? I have become a Wu Zong?"

If it is one day in advance, it must be ecstatic.

But now, it’s a bitter smile, and there’s a deep shudder. Even the Chitose Hill, which has a true sanctuary, can’t keep Lin Chi Ye, and he’s a small **** in his area.