Thousand Blades of Death

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This scene shocked the people around him and was incredible.

Tianshenzong’s arrogance, Lin Gongzi, actually lost to Ma Yuan. It was really within ten strokes and was taken away by Ma Yuan. His life was pinched in his palm. In addition, Ma Yuan is just a **** in the area. If it is the most powerful genius on the mainland, it is still possible.

But the young people who appear in the gods are really incredible.

Even the emperor was a little worried.

The deep ruins of the Great God, dozens of top arrogances, looking at Ma Yuan, his eyes are not dignified.

The power of Ma Yuan Exhibition will undoubtedly become one of their biggest competitors.

"Ah, chop, let me go, I want to kill you!"

Lu Ming was beaten ten times and pinched in the palm of his hand, making him feel ashamed and angry. His eyes were red, and he gave a hysterical roar.

Such a thing, if it is passed back to the gods, he will definitely become a laughing stock.

He hated and couldn't wait to reveal Levine cramps.

"Really? Are you unsure about the current situation?"

Ma Yuan sneered, his claws squeezed hard.

Wipe!

I don’t know how many roots have been broken. He kept screaming and vomiting blood. He almost passed out.

At this moment, he was like a weak chicken, and Lu Ming took his hand. He was alive between Lu Ming and his thoughts, and died.

"Believe it or not, I will kill you now!"

Ma Yuan was cold and cold, and the third drop of blood was like a tidal murder. He covered the entire body of Lin Gongzi, let Lin Gongzi fall into hell, shrouded in endless killing.

His heart is rising.

"Bold, he is a disciple of my god, let him go!"

At this time, the gods were a big figure, and this person was suspected of being bought by Mr. Lin.

As he spoke, a terrible breath bloomed, covering Ma Yuan. Ma Yuan seemed to be covered by a mountain, and his body could not move at all.

Strong, too powerful, facing this year, Ma Yuan did not resist.

This year, the Xuanyuan year of Absolute Nanchen Palace was stronger and nurtured among the three emperors of Wuhuang.

Tian Manzong, the gray-haired old man frowned, but said nothing.

"Haha, younger generation, let's talk about it, what is your emperor, what is your hand?"

On the other side of Longshen Valley, a burly big man haha ​​smiled and rushed out in one breath. He slammed the breath of that year and slammed him violently. Ma Yuan's body was slack and his steps were moving forward.

"What do you mean?"

The gods of the gods looked at the Dragon Valley, their eyes dignified.

"It doesn't mean anything, just don't look at it!"

The ancient and burly man of Dragon God smiled.

"Let him go, you won this game!"

At this time, the white hair of the gods opened.

"Good to you!"

Ma Yuanlong's claws waved and smashed Lin Gongzi's body.

Mr. Lin is half dead. He couldn't even extricate himself. That year, he waved his hand and left Mr. Lin.

"Damn, **** it!"

Mr. Lin's eyes showed the color of endless resentment, staring at Ma Yuan.

Ma Yuan became a human figure, and a small hand thanking Qing Qing said, "Xiao Qing, we are gone!"

Since he is not allowed to participate in the assessment, he will not participate and will withdraw.

"Waiting!" At this moment, a thick voice sounded, the burly young man of Dragon Valley.

"The old man Dragon God Gu Longquan, I don't know what to call a child?"

Ask this burly young man.

"LearlyLuMing!"

Ma Yuan answered his fist. !

Longquan shot out to help him just now. He still has a good impression of Longquan. Longquan asked him, and he would not answer.

"Ma Yuan, ha ha, okay, the hero is a teenager, and it is really rare to practice in such a state in Shenzhen's mainland, at this age, if you do not participate in the assessment, it is not pitiful!"

"I represent DragonGodValley and invite you to participate in the assessment!"

Longquan was loud.

"No, he cannot participate.."

Master Lin shouted.

"Shut up, what are you doing, the emperor talks, the wheels interrupt you?"

Long Quan's eyes were cold, strong and breathless, and suddenly burst out. The horror of the atmosphere made the whole world tremble. Lin Gongzi's face was pale and there was no trace of blood.

"I invite Ma Yuan to participate in the assessment. Do you have any comments?"

Longquan's gaze looked at the nine-one sword sect, Tianyu Demon Sect on both sides, and finally, fell to the white-haired old man of Tianshen sect.

"No comment!"

"Of course I have no opinion!"

Ninety-one sword sect and Tianyu Mozong led the people and nodded.

"This child has such power, the old man naturally has no opinion!"

Finally, the white-haired old man of Tenjin Sect also spoke.

"damn it!"

The angry roar of Mr. Lin was filled with reluctance.

"Hahaha, that's good, Ma Yuan, what are you saying?"

Long Quan smiled and looked back at Ma Yuan.

"Predecessors are very beautiful, the younger generation can refuse!" Ma Yuan fists.

"Okay, let's start the assessment!"

Long Quan waved his hand.

Hey! Hey!

This number flashes one by one, select the light door, and then rush into the light door.

Ma Yuan and Xie Nianqing separated. One person chose a light door and rushed in.

At the moment, some of them have entered for a while, but until now there has been no movement.

Ma Yuan rushed into the lamp door and felt a light envelope him. His body was slightly warm. The next moment, this feeling disappeared. Ma Yuan found that he had a passage.

The passage is wide, and the walls are covered with a gleam of light.

According to the rules, it is necessary to move forward in this invalid channel. No matter who can achieve the goal, it is the first.

Ma Yuan walked out, along the way, without any movement.

Before walking a few kilometers, the appearance of the passageway changed in front, and there was a stone wall around it.

When Ma Yuan walked into this passage, his face changed slightly.

Because, at this time, the breath of his body has been sharply weakened, and finally, it has become ordinary.

His practice is suppressed, just like mortals, not only the true element, artistic conception, and blood are suppressed.

"it is good?"

Ma Yuan’s sense of spirit found that the blood of his prison monument was gleaming, with a wave of fluctuations, and the third drop of blood, Ma Yuan felt that he could have complete control and no suppression at all.

Only the blood of Kowloon was completely suppressed.

Ma Yuan didn't watch it looking around. There is a pile of debris on the surrounding stone wall, varying in depth and chaos.

In front, a flash of light flashed, and a figure condensed.

This man is a young man with black robe and cold-faced spear.

Ma Yuan saw at a glance that this person was formed by the formation of law.

Hey!

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