Super Soldier King

Ye Qian sighed and took the initiative to grab the last bamboo stick.

Turning over, this bamboo sign is written on the 7th.

"What? Seventh?"

Ye Qian couldn't help but read the numbers on the bamboo stick, and the black-faced man immediately cast a burning gaze.

The meaning in the eyes is clearly to kill Ye Qian.

Ye Qian certainly ignored him and turned his head and looked at the white-faced scholar.

At this time, his heart was agile, white-faced scholars, would it be a purple skirt girl?

But it is not 100% certain that it is normal to cover up his whereabouts with the cultivation of the purple skirt girl.

In case she is the opponent of her own time, what about the black-faced man?

Inorganic and Zhou Yu looked at each other, the former shook his head, Zhou Yu's face was still a consistent indifference.

"Well, since everyone has finished drawing lots, then in the order of one to ten, just catch the right thing here!"

The inorganic voices just fell, and everyone rushed to practice the exercises and stood in the air.

The draw is the number one, a hunchback old man, and a thin and thin swordsman.

The old man had a hunchback, and his waist was already bent to the ground, and the swordsman was more like a hanged ghost with a sigh of relief. The sword in his hand pointed obliquely to the ground. I don’t know if he was crutches or dragged. .

When the two men appeared on the scene, some people immediately laughed, but more people showed a dignified look.

Who is the weak who can go to this step?

"I bet you, although the swordsman is Tibetan, but there is no old man. In the 20th, the old man wins!"

The voice of the purple skirt girl passed down again, and this time Ye Qian stared at the far-reaching white-faced scholar.

"Well, don't look at it, look at your face and you can't grow flowers. Let's see you later, how can I kill Zhou Yu!"

what? Purple skirt girl has picked up the opponent, but also said to kill Zhou Yu?

"Well, put your chin away, this girl is not joking, take a good look at the following fighting methods, can learn a lot of things!"

Ye Qian had to look down and saw that the swordsman took a deep breath, and the whole body swelled like a balloon, and his face suddenly became rosy.

Only blink of an eye, the former swordsman who was about to die suddenly became a mighty sword repair.

The sword in his hand was also in front of his face, and the sword was cold.

The old man is still walking slowly step by step. The swordsman’s eyes smashed a murderous machine. His left **** and forefinger merged into a sword and began to be wiped from the tip of the sword.

With this movement, the sword actually disappeared slowly.

Everyone can perceive that the swordsman's blade is hidden in the void by a special method.

"Hey!"

The swordsman held the empty ice in his hand and took a sword flower and squatted.

On the top of the hunchback old man outside a mile, a four-handed translucent sword gas suddenly appeared, and his body would go down.

The movement of the swordsman did not stop. He did not take a sword flower. The head of the hunchback had four semi-transparent swords under his arm.

Only two or three breaths of effort, no less than a hundred swords to surround the humpback old man.

"boom!"

The villages and villages within a radius of ten miles were cracked, and the whole valley was under the arrogance of Jianqi, sinking around Zhang.

Without waiting for the smoke to dissipate, the swordsman’s face showed a surprised look.

The old man’s upper body was torn apart by the sword, revealing a brown tortoise shell.

This hunchback old man turned out to be a turtle monster, and no wonder he could squat so much sword.

The people are still screaming at the defensive power of the old man. The swordsman also adjusted his mind. He swung his sword again. This time the speed of the sword was very slow, and he was slow to think that he was dancing.

But as the hilt in his hand was slowly cut down, the head of the hunchback old man gradually formed a sword that was about half a mile long.

This time, there are a lot of bronze patterns and ancient characters on the sword. It looks antique, but everyone can feel awesome pressure when they are a little closer.

The hunchback old man was not willing to show weakness, his hands were smashed again and again, and the turtle shell on his back was slowly lighted up.

"Hey, the methods of cultivation of these two people are very big, but unfortunately, they are all leftovers and leftovers. It is difficult to see the door of the avenue. It is difficult to reach the realm of the realm!"

Ye Qian picked up his eyebrows. In front of the Zongmen leader who asked the realm of the realm, the method of the hunchback old man and the swordsman was of course slag.

But ordinary practitioners, who can get such a method, are already proud achievements.

It’s really full of people who don’t know how to hungry.

"For example, the swordsman should go to find a tool that suits his own empty swordsmanship, bearing and light. These are the instruments that can perfectly fit the Nether Swordsmanship..."

Ye Qian turned over and rolled his eyes. Can the instruments used by the cultivators of the floods fall into the hands of a cultivator? Ask the practitioners at the level of the level to break the head!

"So you will see that he wants to suffer a big loss later. This hunchback old man should have some blood of the dragon and dragon grandson, so his king's eight shells are enough to shatter the swordsman's sword!"

Jie Ling’s explanation of the battle scene here, Ye Qian continued to cultivate for ten days of purple inflammation.

Sure enough, as the solution of the lingering, the turtle shell of the turtle shell slid into the sky, and when the big sword of the swordsman was not formed, it was shattered directly.

The swordsman who was caught off guard was shocked and spit out a blood. The latter two people, although you came to me to use the five-line spell, but the bright-eyed practitioners at the scene knew that the swordsman lost his own hand, and the back can only be Reluctant to defend, it is only a matter of time.

The two practitioners, who ranked No. 2, even began to meditate in the interest rate adjustment and prepared for the game.

On average, each game is fast and slow, but it is generally a fight around the scent of scent.

By the time the sixth round of practitioners hit the hot, Ye Qian’s body had already had a purple flame.

Jie Lingzhen immediately exclaimed: "You kid, go on the road, is it natural to have a relationship with this ten-day purple inflammation? How is it so fast to cultivate?"

Ye Qian sighed with a sigh of relief: "Crap, Xiaoye, I am talented, are you jealous of me..."

This is not a hard-hitting thing, "I haven’t read it wrong, you really have a unique place."

In fact, Ye Qian only took possession of his own spiritual power, so he forcibly simulated the method of the ten-day purple curse. In fact, it was only his shape. The true killing power of the purple curse on the 10th was hardly cultivated.

It’s okay to scare and scare people.

The voice of the purple skirt girl came in again. "You are in Jingyangzhong, and you have gotten the benefits. Looking at the signs on you, is it a kind of ancient magical power?"

Ye Qian did not dare to pass the sound back into the secret. He did not have the purple skirt girl, so he was slightly decapitated.

"Yes, it is good to have something to gain, but I have to remind you that these ancient methods are not necessarily good for the practitioners. Some of them are cultivated, but they are easy to get rid of the evil spirits. You must carefully screen them."

Ye Qian had not had time to think about this sentence, and the practitioners in the sixth game had already won the game.

The black-faced big man couldn’t wait to jump. He grabbed his hands and saw two short axes in the void.

The tip of this short axe is inlaid with a humanoid cymbal. With the waving of the black-faced man, these humanoid screams in the mouth.

"Well, you practitioner, it seems that the text is weak, can you stop the slash of my big axe?"

Ye Qian’s hands smashed, and the Taoist knives popped out of the void. Ye Qian grasped it and pointed it diagonally at the black face. “I still worry about yourself!”

"The man with the knife? I like it!" The black-faced man smiled heartily: "Your grandfather hates the practitioners who hold the sissy instrument, or your knife is in appetite, you listen, I The fierce axe is already excited!"

He snorted in the air with his short axe in his hand, and the screams of screaming in the air shrouded most of the field.

Ye Qian immediately closed his own hearing. This kind of ghost call time is long, and it is not good for his own heart.

"Ye Qian!"

After reporting his name, he screamed, the axe in his hand was thrown into the sky, and the other short axe was slammed into the ground.

邰嵩 厮 厮 厮 厮 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 掐诀 精 精 精 精 精 精 精 精 精 精 精 精 精

With the infusion of spiritual power, the screaming screams are more resounding, and the yin and wind are also blowing up. Even the land under the foot of the two men has a ghostly spirit.

"Hey, kid, your eyes are optimistic. This is my famous Shura field. Any practitioner who is killed by me, their bones will be pulled into this field by me, driven by my eternal life, waiting to fall into Endless in the ocean!"

The last word of the song just fell, and in the land in front of Ye Qian, the sound of the shaving of Sasha came out.

He quickly stepped back a few steps, and a wild wolf-shaped cockroach suddenly flew out of the land and threw himself at Ye Qian.

"clang!"

Ye Qian, who had already prepared, had a knife in his hand, and the knife was smashing the smashing of the wolf.

But this is a moment of delay, and the dozens of humanoid shapes in the back are all coming out.

What makes Ye Qian somewhat scalp numb is that the wild wolf scorpion that has just been smashed is actually slowly reverting to its original state, and the side of the cockroach is getting up a few pressures as much as the level of cultivation. The embarrassment!

Sure enough, it is a sea of ​​hustle!

Ye Qianli sighed, and the seven or eight knives swirled and flew out, and smashed the shackles of the area around him.

Then he jumped and glimpsed the scene, his mouth smiled, and he immediately waved his fingers, and the sly squats around him immediately slammed like a cannonball, and the pressure on them , more and more unstable.

"A peek at the level of self-destruction?"

Ye Qian’s eyes are round and round, and these sneak peeks have already exploded.