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Vote for pk and get points. Chapter 44 Demon Knife and Blood Moon Sword Pneumatic Sky
Don’t put out Cang Lan’s body spasm, but he is quite strong. He feels that the body scar is being merged with the internal organs to squeeze the pain strongly. Blood rain is sprayed around him, but it is absorbed by the diffuse blood fog to heal his body that should have burst and died long ago.
I can’t personally avenge Mo Qingfeng’s death in the dazzling circle of Guanghua. I also regret that I have cast a glance at the blood fog and surrounded it. Hello.
Suddenly, Mo Qingfeng in the abdomen sank, holding all the true qi in his hands. The cool breeze sword refers to the fierce gale and the hexagrams of Fei Ying whirled rapidly, and several scripture symbols fluctuated violently, making waves like clouds sweeping the sea.
The cool breeze tactic Wan Jian’s cousin Mo Qingfeng drank the last method tactic, and rose to fight against the sword. Fei Ying immediately turned into a heavy yin and yang, and the two gas columns swept away and quickly merged into the cool breeze sword blade.
The demon knife danced wildly and the blood flowed over the rose, waiting for this move. The meniscus giant knife in the hand was suddenly pulled up, and the red brilliance was torn by the number of strokes. The petals of the red rose flew in vain, and the pieces were serrated and condensed into a bloody knife.
The sword is bloody. Changhong Zhiying Mo Qingfeng has made every effort to make the last move. The shock wave sees one demon, one sword and one knife. The two peaks suddenly collide. Suddenly, the four fields become virtual, the heavens and the earth are reversed, and the dome of the sky is left with a piece of explosive sound. I can’t tell the shock wave knife light, but I can’t see the broken flowers and dancing all over the sky.
Destroying Cang Lan was protected by the bloody fog in the center, but it was still overturned. I felt a wave of Tao Qi, and I turned myself upside down and slammed into the ground. All my bones and muscles were wrong. Destroying Cang Lan was painful, but I reached out and touched a piece that was about to break, but I still struggled to clear my breath. When I saw the blue light lying in my fingers, it seemed to gradually recover.
In the heart, Cang Lan was busy propping up his body to see a bright sky, a discerning fire raging all over the earth, and a number of cracks seemed to collapse, suddenly listening to a dying man drinking, and at the same time, pieces of cold silver fragments broke up in Guanghua all over the sky and went straight to a bloody figure, but the bloody long hair still flew proudly.
Mo Qing Feng destroyed Cang Lan and exclaimed in a hurry, but he rushed over and saw a piece of clear light, explosive flash, mixed with thick bloody aerosol, and swept away before the cool wind sword array had collapsed.
Destroy the surging billows and rush to Mo Qingfeng’s side. The breeze sword in his hand has been shattered to pieces. Mo Qingfeng vomited a mouthful of black and red blood coagulation in the face upwards, which seemed to be the last breath in his chest. He fell backwards to be destroyed. Cang Lan was picked up in his arms and fiercely destroyed by one person. He just barely closed the knife wound and immediately gave him a hard pull, but he clung to Mo Qingfeng’s arm regardless of the pain. Hey Mo Qingfeng, you can’t die.
Mo Qingfeng’s breath is very weak, and the candle in the wind will be extinguished at any time. The wry smile is very strong. I want your life twice, and it is your enemy.
Since you say so, you should die in my hands. Destroy Cang Lan’s eyebrows and anger. Grasp Mo Qingfeng’s pulse. Turn your hand to gas strength and cling to it, but you don’t know how to input gas strength to support Mo Qingfeng’s broken and dying body. Violet can’t be without you like this.
Violet Zongmo Qingfengli shook his head and closed his eyes, painfully encouraging his chest to gasp and destroy Cang Lan. I didn’t expect you, but you were a person with the overall situation. He shook back the palm of Cang Lan’s hand, and the cold and hot breath made a dying man still feel trembling. Answer my last request.
Mo Qingfeng wiped out Cang Lan and waved Mo Qingfeng’s feeling that he was dying. A glimmer of brilliance flashed in his dead gray eyes.
Can you protect Dong Ning for me? Mo Qingfeng tried his best to buckle the palm of his hand and bent up to force the dead to destroy Cang Lan. What can he refuse to destroy Cang Lan? He bit his lip and caught Mo Qingfeng nodding heavily.
Don’t talk, I have a natural eye, but you can input gas to extinguish Cang Lan, mumbling, and your eyes are cold but majestic. I said you should die in my hands if you want to die.
But Mo Qingfeng has lost interest, holding out Cang Lan’s palm strength and suddenly giving up the world of mortals.
At this time, the high flame holds the candlestick and breaks half of the machete with one hand, but it’s still a strange long laugh. It’s really touching. Is this a death drama?
Destroy Cang Lan’s cold eyes, and the wind and cloud roar. Anyway, Mo Qingfeng is also a violet Sect, but the act of asking for solitude is one hundred times heavier than personal vendetta.
Let Mo Qingfeng get up and destroy Cang Lan, but suddenly I’ll see you later. In that broken Qi shield, Dong Ning walked with a crippled body and climbed up. When he looked from a distance, he already knew what had happened, but he didn’t respond like a dead man.
This guy must not be impulsive to destroy Cang Lan. He knows that Dong Ning is afraid of his grief and anger, but he is out of the way. Mo Qingfeng’s body is injured in the wind and his weapons are greatly damaged.
Gently side eye out surging billow only to see the east coagulation unexpectedly turned and launched a residual qi posture to flee at a distance.
It seems that I overestimated his loyalty, destroyed Cang Lan, turned to him with a slight wry smile, and faced him coldly, but he was alone or not in the way.
Vote for pk and get points. Chapter 45 Loyal Soul Sacrifice Beads. blood night Xiaozun.
Dong Ning knows that he can’t last long, but he thinks that Master Mo Qingfeng is both a strict teacher and a loving father to him. He must not see Mo Qingfeng fall like that.
A secret mentor and disciple of Mo Qingfeng in Dong Ning is never outside the eye. He hopes to save Mo Qingfeng, and he will do one last thing in Dong Ning’s life.
Dong Ning tried his best to avoid the fire that still burned all over the Qinglian Sect’s massacre, and rushed to the collapsed tutor’s residence. However, he did not find that the night behind him was like purgatory, and he was also scarred with a heavy evil, with a pair of dark and cold eyes.
At the same time, the bloody flames roared, the wind blew out, and the surging billows confronted him coldly. The frenzied massacre had suffered a great loss, but the strength was greatly weakened, but the teenager still wanted to taste the blood he spilled on his blade.
There’s only one left. I’m lonely with my long hair. I raise my half-face with a broken knife and gently stretch my tongue back and forth. ian licked it as if remembering the delicious mixture of blood and smoke. I stared coldly at the Cang Lan Road. Are you done or do you want me to do it?
We can try to destroy Cang Lan’s face, and the fierce fire light illuminates the young man’s cold eyes, and a body around him can’t cool him. He is fighting spirit, and he frowns and shakes his heart to see Cang Lan’s destruction. It is a blood scar that runs through his body vertically. It is our own side that has hit him with a knife wound, but he is not dead yet. Is it because that strange cold has given him immortality to a certain extent?
I won’t sneer at him and shake my head again and again, but I’m a little flustered. It’s an ice spirit or a fire, and the roots of aliens are gone
Hard words never put off till tomorrow what you can, solitary man waved his broken knife high into the sky and fell vertically into a straight line, and tried his best to stab him. His true spirit was not very good, and he rushed to destroy Cang Lan with a murder.
Destroying Cang Lan is also a disorder of physical strength, but it’s still cold and hot in the palm of your hand. Seeing the candlestick and flying alone, you simply sink into the abdomen and hold up a dazzling blood in your hands, holding up the candlestick and even stabbing with a knife to be strong.
You can’t shake the young man’s vitality by sweeping the debris on the ground at the foot of Cang Lan, but he can’t shake it. It is because of the smoke-like lotus flower in his hand that it is difficult to move forward for a while, but the sense of proportion is aroused by the spirit of the knife.
You kill violet clan theory is far better than personal vendetta. Destroy surging billows and drink heavily. Turn your eyes, hag kills your body. The dark and cold people in the underworld can’t help but stand on end when they look at him alone. At this time, destroy surging billows and hold down the crazy knife and cold air in the lonely hands. The vibration of Yuan Yuan triggered the sacred deposit, and an amazing brute force broke out.
Ah, the lonely man was pulled by life, and his figure was pulled and rotated in the hands of Cang Lan. It was not a 16-year-old boy, but a brute with extraordinary strength growing for thousands of years