Thousand Blades of Death

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He was filled with a terrible atmosphere, and former Xu Zun was several times stronger.

Spirit Eight Peaks!

Ma Yuan's eyes flashed past, and the repair of the old white-haired man did not hide. Ma Yuan can see at a glance.

"You are a dynamic person, qualified to allow the Holy Emperor to forgive me? You can afford to see yourself!"

Ma Yuan casually pouted, scornfully.

"This is at least an opportunity, isn't it? If you refuse, you don't even have an opportunity!"

Ma Yuan was laughed at, and the gray-haired old man sighed across a sharp edge.

"Oh, how about you? I'm worried that this is not enough!"

Ma Yuan smiled, disdain was stronger.

"Hurricane, old man's hand, you have no chance!"

The gray-haired old man's eyes were full of anger, his body was full of milky light, and the light was cold.

Although Ma Yuan easily killed Qi Ling’s powerful soul, he was the pinnacle of the gossip spirit, with strong strength, Qi Qiang’s spirit and greatness, he could easily kill Qi Ling’s powerful spirit, so he was confident and able to suppress Ma Yuan .

Ma Yuan is young, strong, and not too outrageous!

call out!

A white sword light burst from the hands of the gray-haired old man, piercing the sky and killing him.

This sword is sharp, hot, amazing, and scary.

This is just a sword, Xu Zun, who has just become a strong man, is even stronger.

Ma Yuan's body, the dragon burst, the top of the head, the third drop of blood came out, a force poured into Ma Yuan's body, so that Ma Yuan's strength was strengthened again.

thump!

Go out and go out.

The palm of one hand was shocked, the palm of one hand opened the sky, forming a terrible razor, crouching in the old man's white sword.

Hey!

A sharp explosion sounded, the white swordsman dissipated, and Ma Yuan rushed towards the old man. The old man's face changed slightly, and his long sword continued to pierce. Snowy swordsmanship, like the gleaming light on the road, stabbed Ma Yuan.

Swordsmanship is intensive, if it is endless, it will continue to flock to Mayuan.

prosperity! prosperity! prosperity!

Ma Yuan squeezed his fists and continued bombing.

Vaguely speaking, Ma Yuan's fist seems to become a prisoner's monument, suppressing everything.

In the sky, a intensive explosion occurred, and the swordsman stabbed by the white-haired old man kept collapsing. Ma Yuan greeted the swordsman and rushed to the gray-haired old man.

The face of the gray-haired old man changed, became very ugly, very dignified, yelled, and blood came out. He showed blood and fusion and turned into a milky sword.

The sword was shocked, and the sharper swordsmanship fell on Ma Yuan.

"broken!"

After appearing in Kowloon, Ma Yuan was detained in Kowloon and was revoked. It broke all the swords, Kowloon's claws, and grabbed the milky sword.

The milky white sword was stunned and collapsed directly, revealing the real body of the white-haired old man.

At this time, the gray-haired old man was stunned. There was no sacred wind bone before. The shawls were scattered, the ragged clothes, the white robes were all blood, and the eyes were frightened, and they rushed to the walls of the holy city.

Just then, in the holy city, countless people saw this scene, sucking the cold, extremely shocked.

The strongest of the eight spirits was defeated, Ma Yuan was seriously injured and the wolf escaped.

This is incredible. If you don’t see it with your own eyes, you can’t believe it.

A young man less than 30 years old can seriously harm a lively eight old-fashioned strongman. For such an example, Shenlan has not been recorded since ancient times.

This is beyond common sense and very bad.

Now, many people suspect that Long Chen, known as the world's first, is still not Ma Yuan's opponent.

In a high-altitude area, Xie Nianjun, who was fighting Xie Nianqing, naturally felt this scene. His heart was shocked, and his eyes were incredible.

Ma Yuan's performance far exceeded her.

In eastern Zhongzhou, a large city close to the chaotic area, Ma Yuan heard the news and smiled.

Zhongzhou, it will become messy!

Tianwu sword faction, the sword emperor was killed, absolutely crazy.

It is said that there are two emperors in the entire Tianwu sword faction, who are now killed by the royal family and will definitely retaliate.

Also, the symbol of the king, this treasure makes everyone's emperor red, which emperor is not tempted?

Now that the royal family gets it, will the emperors stop?

impossible!

The emperor's killing has just begun. Next, it will definitely be more intense, it will fight for KingToken more intensely.

The royal family thanks the family and may not be able to retain the king's tokens.

Of course, this is more beneficial to Ma Yuan, because the royal family no longer considers him, and they are self-sufficient.

The most direct expression is that the projection of the celestial instrument disappeared. Obviously, the royal family stopped the operation of astronomical instruments, and considered more how to keep the heavenly king mark.

"Play, play as much as possible!" Ma Yuan smiled and flew into the chaotic field.

Soon, Ma Yuan flew into chaotic territory.

In the past two years, Ma Yuan has once again entered the chaotic field. But now, Ma Yuan's practice is no longer the same. The forbidden areas and powerful presence in the chaotic realm have not threatened him.

Ma Yuan didn't slow down at all and flew quickly.

Below, there is a strong existence that feels the terrible breath of Ma Yuan, directly tortured, and dare not change in the slightest because of fear of causing disaster.

Following the chaotic guidelines, the flight was tens of millions of miles, and the horse had arrived in a Montenegro.

At first glance, the mountain is black, with a magical atmosphere, and even monsters below.

Ma Yuan lowered her height and flew forward.

roar! roar!

Several magical souls, perceiving Warcraft, screamed in their eyes and ran to Ma Yuan.

Ma Yuan walked out, and several of Warcraft were broken.

Lu Ming's body, a terrible breath, those Warcraft, although mentally retarded, can still feel the fear, has been avoided.

Ma Yuan walked all the way, and finally came to the edge of a pit.

The pit was sunk a hundred miles away and finally looked at it.

In the pit, there is a constant flow of magic, which is very rich.

Here, it is where the exclamation mark is.

Fantastic flashing, watching the disappointing figure in the pit, said in a low voice: "For three thousand years, I don't know what happened to them? Go!"

Then, immediately jumping into the pit, Ma Yuan followed.

The pit is deep and has dropped a thousand miles until it reaches the bottom.

At the bottom, there is a black magic stone with complex inscriptions.

Due to the hand and movement, the inscription did not enter the magic stone, the magic stone began to shine, and finally cracked open, revealing a black vortex.

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