Great Eunuch’s Hand Covers the Sky

A bang! Wang Zhen and Ouyang Twelve are both flying! Although Ouyang Twelve played the most of the silver needle in the past, he still had three stabbing him. The chest, wrists, and knees are full of flesh and blood, and the three red lines are connected with the body. But at this time, Ouyang 12 is excited, abnormally heartily.

Because he saw Wang Zhen.

At this time, Wang Zhen was hit by the sweeping sword qi, crashing the wooden wall behind him, and the whole person was buried by the sawdust, and there was no sound at all. “Hahaha..cough cough..haha, I won, Linger, I won!” Ouyang 12 struggled and stood up with a happy smile. Fei Ling’er suddenly opened his face and the other flowers were eclipsed. Eyes with tears ran to Ouyang twelve. I couldn’t fly the old smile and smiled. I was trying to encourage a few words. When the tension of the Heavenly Mountain swordsman was released, unexpected things happened.

Ouyang just stood up, not waiting for him to talk, he saw him shaking, his face appeared painful expression, dripping blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. The eyes are full of incredulity. Fei Ling’er came in shock and saw that the three red lines on Ouyang 12 were pulled straight, and they were in a hurry. They wanted to help him pull the red line.

“hua la hua la.” A burst of sound came, the sawdust was opened by hua la, and stood up for a silhouette. Wang Zhen patted the cracked hem, revealing broken clothes and a thin wound. That’s right, it’s a small, small wound! Wang Zhen couldn’t think of it, and the sunflower internal force actually had this magical effect. Just in a hurry, Wang Zhen gave medicine to a dead horse, and the sunflower was running on the chest. Unexpectedly, it’s amazing! Originally, it was possible to blast a sword qi with a deep sword mark. Under the resistance of the sunflower, only a small and small wound was cut. Let Wang Zhen once again feel the out of the ordinary of the Sunflower Treasured Classic.

“I don’t know how to acupuncture points and pull out your hands. Do you want your little lover to squander and become a waste?” Wang Zhen held the red line in his hand and gently said with a smile. Fei Ling’er’s hand stretched out in the air, looking back at Wang Zhen, shouted: “Wang Zhen, you didn’t think so, why, why are you like a person!” Wang Zhen sly smile Ouyang 12, who was forced by the red line, sighed and sighed. The body fell off the ground. Ouyang Twelve was really unable to say at this time. The internal force of the body was exhausted, and Wang Zhen took the silver needle with the red line to suppress the meridian with the body. Not to mention the counterattack, even the move Look at Wang Zhen’s face.

Looking at Ouyang 12 injured, Fei Ling’er is anxious: “Stop! What do you want to do!” Wang Zhen looked at the bleak Ouyang Twelve, laughed heartily: “No, just want to see this out of the ordinary The ugly state of the guy, oh!” At this time, the stage could not fly over the face, and inspired to suppress his own outburst, Liu did not believe that he did too much, and said: “Wang Xiaoyou, nothing can be done.” Do it, or let Ouyang Xiaoyou. Now is the birthday of the old man, I hope not to give the old man a problem.” Wang Zhen listened to Liu Buxin’s words, finally remembered what he was going to do. Immediately hit the snake with the stick: “Liu sect master assured, Ouyang brother is only a skin injury, I will give him a needle. However, he must admit defeat.” Then, smiled at Ouyang twelve.

Ouyang Twelve waited for a moment and bowed his head unwillingly. He said heavily: “Brother Wang is a high-tech player and admits defeat.” Wang Zhen did not speak, smiled and stepped forward to help him untie his needle. When I smiled and wanted to ridicule a few words, suddenly the wind screamed behind me. The people underneath and Ouyang XII both opened their eyes and looked at Wang Zhen behind them incredulously!

Wang Zhen, who had a bad heart, immediately flashed and sneakyly fell to the other side. He saw the position where he had just stood and blew it up. He couldn’t fly and looked at Wang Zhen with anger. thrive. Liu Buxin believes in an angry drink: “Flying brother, what are you doing? This is the old man’s birthday feast! In the face of the old man, a young man is born, is this the amount of your Heavenly Mountain swordsman?” With a single voice, the two palms carried a powerful internal force: “This kid is very hot! I dare to hurt my Heavenly Mountain swordsman! This is the face of my Heavenly Mountain swordsman!”, let alone Liu Buxin Go back, first rush to Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen’s eyes are awkward, and the yin test laughs: “You can’t fly your old fogey! If you want to die, you can fulfill it in the next!” I saw Wang Zhen with one hand, and ten percent of the sunflowers were in the hands. Stretching a hand, and hitting the rushing over the palms! I can’t fly and I am still in the heart. I am happy, this little guy is big. I don’t want to think about it. The person who called this killer sword, Jianghu for decades, a spear boy who just came out, how can you block yourself? But when you touch the palm of your hand, you can match the internal force. If you don’t fly, you will know that it is wrong. It is very wrong! “This. How is this little guy so vicious inside? Is he starting to practice his mother’s womb? It’s not right, it’s only twenty years, I am fifty years old!” The internal force that came, scared to face no one, and I wanted to think about it. Don’t wait for him to figure out the situation, a painful pain from the hands of the whole body! I saw that the blood vessels that could not fly over my hands swelled and became a strip of green vines. Wow, a wave of whistling whistling is too far away! It was unexpectedly unable to withstand the internal force of Wang Zhen, and was killed by alive!

Oh wow! I couldn’t fly and slanted and flew out. I slammed into the wall and spit out a mouthful of blood. I was incredulously watching Wang Zhen faint. Wang Zhen brushed up and unfolded the fan, and looked at the personnel unconsciously, and the blood was too far away, and I felt unusually open! “This old fogey was defeated by me!” Ha Laughed couldn’t help himself.

Dong Zong frowns, who has been standing next to Liu Buxin, whispered: “Sect master, this person is very sultry, but also offended the Heavenly Mountain swords. But it is not allowed.” Liu did not believe that he shook his head: “Heavenly Mountain The swordsman disregarded the face of the old man and openly shot the Junior. And the Heavenly Mountain swordsmanship is remote, and I can’t take care of my Shanxi. I don’t have to worry too much. The second son is very hot, but when I am young, I run Jianghu. It’s not that you kill him, that is, he kills you. No one picks up his hands, just kills that’s all.” After seeing Dong’s face, he said, “Small, you have a good bone, but it’s too I walked less on Jianghu. The grievances and hatreds on Jianghu, once entangled, can no longer be opened.”

Fei Ling’er next to Ouyang Twelve, stood up sadly, and looked at Wang Zhen with a glance, and his voice was very lonely. He said, “Wang Zhen, you have changed, and you are no longer like I used to know.” That Wang Zhen. You are crazy and vicious now. If it is because of me, I.” “Hahaha, less self-love, and Wang Family, you are worth it. It doesn’t matter to me.” Wang Zhen Interrupted Fei Ling’er, shaking the paper fan slowly. Fei Ling’er didn’t know what to do, and hurriedly said: “Zhen’er! Go back! Maybe you can go back, you can still be a good person. And I understand that in such a short period of time, I have to pay for such a strong martial arts. Some important costs! Zhen’er, aren’t you still there? Go back, live with her, don’t enter Jianghu again.”

Wang Zhen’s face is gloomy, his mouth hangs a dark smile, his whispering smile, his eyes are faintly red light: “I do everything for myself! Fei Ling’er! What are your qualifications? Lessons!” Fei Ling’er shook his head and looked disappointed: “I just want to ask, Li Mu three, are you killing?” “Yes, I killed! What do you want?” Wang Zhen squinted and his face showed a kind of cold blood like a poisonous snake. Fei Ling’er brushed out the long sword and looked at Wang Zhen with a cold look. With disappointment, “So, my Heavenly Mountain swordsmanship Fei Ling’er, challenge you to catch the king!”

Ps: Let’s help out, recommend this book everywhere. It’s really a good idea to be alone. . . .