Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

"Yeah!" The silver gun was practiced, the next day the gun man exploded in front, and the eyes of the disciples of Xuanyin Sect could not be opened.

Brother Huiyang, who bears the brunt of it, fluttered away, looking at the sword magic weapon in his hand, and even Baoguang was dimmed a lot.

Penglai Sword Pavilion, the next day's magic gun!

Wu Xiu's actual combat power has always been stronger than Dao Xiu, and it is more obvious at a lower level. As the level gets higher, the gap becomes smaller, but if you hit it hard, the explosiveness of military training at the same level will obviously be on the upper hand, and the power of magic weapons will not be able to withstand the power of this gun.

Li Qingjun succeeded in one shot, and his heart was more complete.

The tongue of the gun swallowed, and the biting wind swept across, strangling in the gale that came across.

The Huiyang-level wind curse whistled thousands of miles, and the past was filled with the power of the fan powder, but it could not be broken by the power of a silver gun in this area.

A beam of silver light hit the gale in the middle, the wind was rolled, and the mountains and rivers changed color.

"Bang!" Another monk Huiyang stunned and retreated, and even a group of disciples around him planted a hoist.

All the disciples of Xuanyin Sect looked at Li Qingjun with his gun in his face, and were shocked.

This is really not arrogant, others have this strength!

Li Qingjun drooped his gunpoint and slowly said, "Xuanyin Zong, but that's all."

Without the Xuan Hao real person who suddenly straddled Qianyuan, other Xuanyin ancestors would have been just like this, otherwise they would not have been stirred up by Qin Yi Meng Qingying who was still Tengyun and ran out ...

But that said, it was unbearable!

You really want to pick our own Xuanyinzong alone!

The headed monk Huiyang drank: "The yin and yang are in chaos!"

The monks below Tengyun all retreated, and two Huiyang monks led several Tengyun, forming a battle that once caused Qin Yi to suffer.

Several magical treasures lighted up, and even the monk Qin Xin who retreated far away sacrificed the treasure and tried to attack from a distance.

Li Qingjun watched Wan Dao Guanghua quietly with no sorrow or joy.

Too used to such a scene.

It's like jumping on the battlefield, facing countless swords and guns.

But that's it!

Li Qingjun's eyes flashed sharply.

The deliberate eye can accurately see the true formation of the opponent's chaotic formation. The most flawed part of itself has been filled up. Dao Xiu will be wonderful, martial arts can be destroyed!

The huge phantom of the gunman pierced the sky and crushed countless brilliance, such as a meteor flying to the moon.

Penglai Sword Technique, Falling Moon Excalibur!

The biggest difference between Li Qingjun and Qin Yi is the skill of flying swords.

"boom!"

The yin and yang chaos burst into a blow and it was no longer shaped. Some of the weaker monks in Tengyun sprayed and fell out, and even the plume in the mixed traces leaked blood, looking in horror at the distance. Li Qingjun.

He didn't take any action just now, and the loyal disciples of Xuanyin did their best. But in the big battle, he was beaten up.

The two Huiyang elders were not damaged. Under the blessing of the formation, they actually had a slight upper hand. While Li Qingjun's new strength was not born, two Taijis appeared around her.

Dao Xiu has his own mysterious and magical methods, not by banging hard.

Li Qingjun's body was stagnant, and then her consciousness was slightly chaotic, as if there was irresistible persuasion, which was killing her will and weakening her spirit.

Xuanyin Zonglu Ding's method of confusion.

Elder Huiyang headed with a smile: "Cultivation is not self-cultivation, is the furnace tripod sent to me, obediently ... eh?"

Li Qingjun opened his eyes sharply, as if two sword shadows appeared in his eyes.

Then there seemed to be a sound of silk breaking, two sword shadows flashed, and the elder Huiyang groaned against his head in pain: "This, what is this!"

Gift from the ghost repair center, the demon sword!

Li Qingjun picked up the silver gun, broke into the battle, and blood splattered. The elder Na Huiyang stunned, and the blood under his ribs and even Qiqiao oozed faintly.

With an enemy of one hundred, breaking the odd array, the enemy's strongest Huiyang returned with injuries.

Li Qingjun shot at the ground and sneered, "The crossover is dead!"

There was silence in the field.

Qin Yi next looked at Li Qingjun's back, almost hardened.

In fact, his control of the array is not completely incapable of shooting, distracting a few techniques to assist is still completely possible. I just saw that Qing Jun was addicted, but didn't want to make a shot, so her exercise was good.

Such a refreshing and heroic posture, just looking at it is a kind of enjoyment.

As soon as the ride was over, Wan Fu Mo opened, she was born to be suitable for such a battlefield ...

Of course, this situation is also caused by the lack of tacit understanding of the other party. For example, the two elders of Huiyang have never shot at the same time, they always seem to compete one after another, and it seems that the methods are more effective.

With such a lack of tacit cooperation, there may not be too many people and it is really strong. After all, the so-called formation is not to advance in advance to let Li Qingjun enter the battlefield, but this kind of external formation, then Li Qingjun is not afraid of them if he does not come out of this line.

"The Penglai female sword repair ... has deceived me too!" Even Elder Huiyang, who was suspected of Master Yufuzi, was furious and offered a magic weapon at the bottom of the box: "When I am Xuanyinzong no one!

Behind countless disciples of Xuanyin Sect, various auxiliary rays of light shot on the two elders of Huiyang, and their momentum skyrocketed.

Qin Yi quietly stacked Li Qingjun successively with giant power, light body, solid God, and spirit energy.

Is n’t that just a supplement, who does n’t?

Li Qingjun shook a gun flower and smiled slightly: "Then try again."

The battle is back.

Basically, Tengyun disciples can no longer participate in this kind of warfare. They can only attack the Lengzi by sneak attacks ... Seeing two Huiyang elders slaughtering around Li Qingjun, the eyes of Yufuzi turned quietly and slowly backed away.

Qin Yi looked for a while, seeing that they could indeed be stalemate, and his heart began to throw himself into the distance.

Here, it ’s arrogant. Actually, this kind of confrontation is very fast. Even the time to take them out of the mountain is very short ... The time calculation of the Xiuxian World is a bit annoying. For example, this is less than two minutes. There is no better time to describe it. Half a cup of tea? Too vague, not as good as Yidong.

But in less than two minutes, Xuan Hao, who was guarded outside the Qianshan League, should have felt that Zongmen had changed. Although the distance is one or two thousand miles, some small provinces on the earth have crossed provinces, but Xuanhao is Qianyuan!

Sure enough, Xuan Hao's roar came from thousands of miles away: "He Fang rat! Give me death!"

With the voice, the spirit has come.

Qin Yi found that these Qianyuan contestants all liked the mode of using the sudden fall of the soul ~ www.readwn.com ~ even if they knew this was particularly dangerous, they didn't have to pretend to do it. At the beginning, the palace master and the monk Chengyuan suffered a loss in a short time. Later, Feng Fenghai chased himself at the sea and first came down. As a result, he ran away at the sight of Zhan Guangjian, and finally caught up in breathlessly. ...

At this time, Xuan Hao was also the same. When the spirit came, he saw a huge mouth waiting for him in the sky.

Just open your mouth, your eyes and nose have nothing.

"Alas ..."

"!!!" Xuan Hao's spirits were recovered instantly, like a ghost.

The tassel didn't bite for a while, and hurriedly gathered it back: "Count him running fast."

Qin Yi wiped his sweat: "Can't you sneak attack, you have to wait there."

"It's too late, the Qianyuan thoughts, a thousand miles away, instant recovery, no sneak attack is meaningless, Zhang waited there, originally wanted to see if he thought he was very powerful, and rushed from the throw network."

"He's not a fool!"

"Hum." Rusu said: "He's coming over at this moment, we run immediately, and hide and seek with him."

"Okay." Qin Yi turned his head and was about to greet Li Qingjun to retreat, and Skyrim suddenly changed.

Xuan Hao was withdrawing from outside the Qianshan Alliance there, and was halfway into a huge chessboard.

Nineteen vertical and horizontal directions, Tao is mysterious.

There is no sky, no black or white.

Yin and Yang rotate, like a trap.

The most terrible thing is that the newly recovered divine thoughts can hardly find the shell. Although the consciousness returns, the three souls and seven souls seem to be cut off by the chess game, and there is no way to go home.

"The soul is separated, so is Qianyuan. The old man waited for you to wait for seven days ..." There was an old voice in the mountains, listening to some sadness: "You know me How did you spend the seven days ... "