Thousand Blades of Death

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"The arrogance here is like a cloud. Just someone is arguing. It's a pity that you missed it!"

Ma Yuan smiled and changed a set of black robes. He walked out of the mountain river map and walked out of the dark water city.

Walking out of the dark water city, looking at the lake not far away, I saw many young people standing on the lake, and two young people in a fierce confrontation.

Ma Yuan's palm shone, a Shura mask appeared in his hand, and then he put it on his face, and suddenly he had a sinister temperament.

This Shura mask was used when it was not high, and using its materials, he met Wuhuang high-level strongman and could see it at a glance.

However, Ma Yuan covered it with true yuan, and no one else could wear it.

With Shura's mask, Ma Yuan stepped forward to the youth, his body filled with cold air.

Some people panicked and looked at Ma Yuan. They saw Ma Yuan wearing Shura's mask, revealing a strange color.

"Hey, the emperor's emperor, wearing a mask, so he can create a mysterious pretend to be a ghost!"

Someone was very cold and looked at Ma Yuan indifferently.

prosperity!

Suddenly, Ma Yuan got up and came out step by step to reveal the man and stepped out.

A foot in the sky condenses out like the feet of God, and marches toward the open person.

"court death!"

The man shouted, the real element exploded, the momentum rose to the sky, condensed into a sword, and came to Mayuan.

Above the sword, it also has the power of law.

This man is a semi-sacred second-stage strongman. There is a super-strong spirit, strong power, one cut out, the stone is shocked.

Just when many people thought that Ma Yuan would be killed by a knife, the result was unexpected.

prosperity!

When Qing Tian's feet stepped down, the sword collapsed and the giant feet continued to fall.

In the second half of the second half, the man was directly hit by Ma Yuan to the lake below and vomited blood.

"kill!"

Ma Yuan took a sip, his fist glowed, and then he punched and kicked. A terrible shock, as if passing through the void, rushed violently towards the lake below.

prosperity!

The surface of the lake is full of water, and the waves are turbulent. The lake in the area is spread by fists to all sides, exposing the bottom of the lake.

I saw a huge crater at the bottom of the lake. The second stage of the saint, lying in the big pit, without slight breath, was killed by Ma Yuan.

Ma Yuan reached out and sucked. The real RMB is like a ribbon, and the other storage ring is rolled up. The lake turned back, and Tianjiao stayed at the bottom of the lake forever.

"it is good!"

Many people are shocked.

This man with an asura mask, although it is only the emperor's emperor, is not a ghost, but a terrible existence.

"What kind of power is this arrogance?"

Someone guessed it.

After all, there are too many emperors, and every day there will be arrogance, he has the power of the emperor. No one knows what kind of Tianjiao will appear.

Hey!

Ma Yuan's eyes were like electricity, cold as a knife, and he glanced around.

Some people were swept by Ma Yuan's eyes, and they couldn't help looking at it.

"You, hit me!"

Ma Yuan stared at a young man in a blood robe and went straight out, punching him with blood.

In the battle of hundreds of people, Ma Yuan was used to the rules here.

There are no rules here, only mitigation and challenges. There is no reason for who you want to be here.

Ma Yuan is looking for a master to kill. He doesn't want to waste time and takes the initiative to attack.

"Don't think that killing waste can hit me and kill!"

Seeing Ma Yuan dared to do this to him, the **** youth suddenly had an amazing murder. He was covered with blood, his palms were swept away, and a **** palm print came to the land.

prosperity! prosperity!

Ma Yuan blasted two punches repeatedly, bombarded with **** palm prints, and issued terrible fluctuations. Ma Yuan's boxing power was directly bombed, **** palm prints continued, and came to Ma Yuanbing with terrible laws and power.

"Great, the spirit in heaven is really powerful!"

Ma Yuan was not shocked and rejoiced. He stepped forward, and the real RMB rushed into the flow of Yuan gloves. With a punch, the **** palm print was defeated, and he continued to kill the **** youth.

This blood-robed youth is the existence of a heavenly soul, and it has the same degree of heavenly arrogance as the Phoenix spirit.

Ma Yuan wanted to start, and the characters he chose were naturally strong, weak, and had no effect.

"Vampire's big handprint!"

The blood-robed youth screamed, the blood was full, the body seemed to become rich blood, and the law of blood exploded. A huge palm pattern was formed, Luming was suppressed, and LuMing was shot.

Ma Yuan's body glowed with bright spots, and twelve holy soldiers appeared.

Ma Yuan held a black dragon gun and infused the warrior's gas, and the chaotic field covered it. It turned into a gunman like a mountain and smashed out into the sky.

prosperity!

Thunderous sounds, guns and **** palm prints dissipated at the same time.

"That is Wan Bing, he is this family!"

"Wanjia has a terrible arrogance, Wuhuang Jiuzhong, is it so powerful?" Some people exclaimed in disbelief.

"Ten thousand family, kill!"

The sweaty youth is very powerful, killing the cold and smashing, and taking time out. On his body, the blood became thicker and thicker, as if it had become a **** sea.

Oh!

In his hands, there is a blood flag.

He waved the blood flag, and the blood flag suddenly became bigger, a **** sea, wrapped in Lu Ming.

"broken!"

Ma Yuan's black dragon gun suddenly came out, like a black lightning, penetrated the blood sea, and Ma Yuan came out with a sacred war sword, and a sword was smashed out, a shocking sword, as if It is necessary to open the world.

The **** sea was opened, and after a while, it was together.

The Black Dragon Gun flew back again and did not return successfully.

The **** sea is full of blood, the blood flag envelopes the sky, and Ma Yuan envelopes it.

"Give me a drop of blood!"

The sweaty youth was indifferent.

"The man with the Shura mask is finished. He is enveloped by the blood prisoner's blood prison flag. This is a dead end and must be turned into a pool of blood!"

"Yes, the fighting power of the blood prisoner is amazing, the blood prison flag comes out, even if he is not afraid of being shrouded by the same level of Tianjiao, the fighting power of the mask man is also terrible, but after all, the emperor is the emperor!"

"Another arrogance is falling!"

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