The Divine Martial Stars

"I knew that I shouldn't save you in the same year, let you kill yourself." The grandmother of the sickle was slightly stunned, and her look was annoyed.

At that time, [the first knife of Fengyun] Mo Han, like the sun shining through the sky, dazzling, because the edge is too strong, it has aroused the shackles of some people in the right way, secretly using poison calculations, almost died, in desperation, However, it was rescued by the grandmother of the sickle who had accidentally passed by. Since then, he has joined the sickle squad and became the personal servant of the grandmother.

It has been a few decades since the blink of an eye.

In the eyes of the servant, there is a hint of inexplicable brilliance.

He slowly took off the white mask on his face, revealing a scarred face.

One of his people who was counted in the past was a woman from the right way. He had a crush on Mo Han, but he could not pursue it. In his anger, he used his special technique to cut his face when he was seriously injured. Thirty-six knives, completely disfigured.

In these years, he did not find a way to restore his appearance, just because he knew that he fell in love with a woman who could not be obtained, and his appearance was ugly and meaningless.

In the same year, the grandmother of the sickle, but the great beauty of the famous one, is no trace of the present.

It is a pity that the veteran grandmother Ye Hate at that time has already married another woman.

Later, the Sword Swordsman was attacked by the right way. The Swordsman Mountain was heavily wounded and wounded. The son of Ye Hate’s son-in-law died in the war. His husband fled in order to cover the leaves and hate his granddaughter.

Ye hates a whitehead and swears revenge. Since then, he has not retired with the practice of the law. In the image of the old woman, the world has appeared in front of the world, and the heart is like a gray. For the love of the world, no longer nostalgia, a heart is placed on the scull. Zong and cultivated leaves have no trace of these two things.

The deep love of the nameless love, affectionate, and endless.

Ye hate closed the heart.

This master servant, in a way that no one knows outside, silently gets along, rarely talks to each other, does not talk about the love of men and women, but is better than the feelings of men and women.

Sickle Zong's grandmother Ye hate today, she rarely took the initiative to open her mouth and persuaded her to leave the White Emperor City because he had a very bad premonition. The battle of tomorrow will be very fierce.

"I have more time to fight, you can play a day late, if I win nine games in a row, then you can not play." In his name, holding his own sword, with a smile.

This moment, as if to return to the glorious moment of the world of the bitter bitter world.

He is using his own way to protect Ye Hate.

Ye hate shook his head and said: "No one can win nine games in a row. You can't, the Tianmen Zongmen will not sit idly by. If the Nine Schools lose more than four games, they will definitely shoot. When... ”

not much hope.

"That won't win, let's talk." No name is faint.

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The third day.

Fighting against Taiwan.

This battle, but lasted for half a day, and is still a one-sided trend.

The nine major faction's selection of people [Xihai a sword] 覃如霜, showing the power far beyond the ordinary, nearly crushed the knife servant nameless.

"Oh, I didn't think of today, or you played, in the past, you are also a man of the bitter world, but you have been degraded, joined the demon, and played two games in a row. It seems that the devil is just using you as a tool. Use it, sad, poor."

Ruan Rushuang sneered and mocked.

He swung his sword, and every sword swayed blood, leaving a mark on the nameless body.

The knife servant is bloodless and has no adult shape.

He didn't talk, just breathing, saving strength, slashing his knife, and then slashing his knife, as if he was not tired.

Everyone can see that the frost is deliberately tortured and nameless.

But the nameless is still struggling to support.

Hey!

In the end, the nameless was kicked by [Xihai Yijian], such as a frost, kicked out of the floating platform, turned into a blood shadow, fell on the Shenguang shuttle, gas if the game.

The famous sword of the world has also been broken.

"Mo Han..." The grandmother of the sickle, the hate, was so sad that she rushed forward and took the nameless figure in her arms.

I hate green clothes with red blood.

The face of the nameless knife has added dozens of new scars, seemingly embarrassing and ugly, but yet has a language that is indescribable sacred and pure.

He breathed weakly: "Small leaves, sorry, I... tried my best."

The promise of winning nine games in a row is ultimately impossible.

He is angry and scared.

He is not afraid of death. He is afraid that he will be defeated. No one will cover the wind and rain, and the woman he loves must be personally shot, standing on the floating platform and living with the ferocious opponent. Hard work.

"Don't say anything..." Ye Hate enters instinct and wants to save people.

Nameless shook his head: "Can't save, the source is broken, you... be careful... the nine major factions are deceiving, and the frost is not... no such strength, his infuriating... there is the power of darkness outside the sky..."

There is no end in one sentence, and no name can no longer be said.

He used his last strength to look up at the face of Ye Hate.

In the last few moments of life, he was finally able to look at the face that was inscribed in the depths of his soul with a serious look.

Very beautiful and beautiful.

It seems that time has returned to ninety years ago. At the time when he first saw her, it was also in such a state of serious injury, and when the mind was about to dissipate, the beauty seemed to be the fairy in heaven.

"Good beauty..." he muttered, his face smiling.

Once powerful palms, gradually unable to loosen the broken Fengyun knife handle.

Every generation of the bitter world, everyone, has completely fallen.

"Mu Hange." Ye Hate shed tears.

Her face seems to be a time lapse, the old state is gone, the youth is full, the skin is like a 28-year-old girl, the thick blue silk on her head, the glamorous can not be square, she was the first to see [Fengyun first Knife] The appearance of Mo Han.

At the last moment of Mo Han's life, Ye Hate urged the exercises, shocked the blood, and restored his appearance to the most youthful moment. It was also an explanation for the infatuated person.

Ye hated a word and said nothing, picking up the coldness of the blood, turned into a streamer, flying to Baidi City.

"You...you can make a swindle, it is shameless." Super Tianting master Ouyang phantom looks angrily at the opposite nine factions, staring at the ruthlessness, saying: "Hey, the generation of the bitter world is broken and supreme, It is really a shame for the bitter star martial arts to dare to board the ring with the help of external forces."

"Oh, Ouyang magic feather, is it mad?" Yan Rushuang sneered in the gesture of the winner, saying: "Do you have any evidence to prove that this seat is using external forces?"

Ouyang Yu, the master of Super Tianting, said coldly: "That is not the power you can have. You are not the opponent of the unnamed uncle. You are... shameless and despicable."

Putting together on both sides of the floating platform, both are the top powers of the two evil spirits. After the genius, the eye experience can be said to represent the pinnacle of the bitter world, all of them, some things, you can see at a glance come out.

"Ha ha ha ha," 覃如霜笑笑, said: "Yellow mouth children, I do not know the so-called, this place has recently broken through the magical powers, repaired to a higher level

He looked at the people on the mountain of Shenguang, and said: "Tomorrow, this seat is still on this floating platform, waiting for your advice, huh, huh, don't know tomorrow, who dares to play, hahahaha!"

Among the camps of the nine major factions, bursts of cheers sounded.

Especially the disciples of the Xihai Jianpai, the most excited.

The nine major factions started two wars and lost two houses. The military heart was floating and the morale was hit. Recently, the head of the Xihai Sword School was swept away and the morale was so strong that every disciple of the Xihai Jianpai was proud.

As for whether they use external forces, they don't care.

It’s good to win.

The gods float.

The people in Lushan drove the shuttle and returned to Baidi City.

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A Qinglian sword pool, Ye hate will gently sink into the Qinglian spirit, slowly hope to retain one of the hopes and opportunities.

But she also knows that Qinglianchi is not a panacea.

The footsteps sounded.

All the people in Lushan also came.

"The nine major factions are really getting more and more."

"It must be a celestial door, what is the secret."

"It's damn."

"It's too shameless."

Everyone in Lushan was filled with indignation, and the anger was screaming.

Although this kind of thing was unexpected, I did not expect that the nine major factions and the extraterrestrial ancestral gates were so shameless that they began to calculate nakedly so early, so that this battle of the plains, which was known as fair, completely lost its original meaning. .

But roar can't solve the problem.

Tomorrow’s battle against Taiwan will still have to be sent out.

Compared with the previous three times, the dignity of the selection of candidates, this time to recommend the candidates, can be said to be cruel, because the nine major factions in the fourth game of the battle, it is clear that the strength is still soaring, such as frost, no matter who is sent, the odds are very Hey.

"I will go." Ye hate open, the wind is perfect, the looks are unparalleled, and the look is calm and authentic.

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"This little thief can really bear it, and the people who watched their own eyes were killed, but they still didn't show up." The girl in the black gauze was in the dark hall, and she was more thoughtful: "The more he is, It is inevitable that the more conspiracy is being planned, I will see you, when can I endure, oh!"

She will scream like a cream and tell her.

"Today, your performance is not bad. You must be more cruel and cruel," she said.

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"Father, do you really want to do this?"

Ouyang Yu, the master of the Super Tianting, looked at his father, and his face was sad and could not stop.

Even if he has been walking in the rivers and lakes for decades, he has created the famous name of [Yonggongzi], but he still feels powerless and shocked when he makes such a choice suddenly.

"Follow what I said, remember, take a quick shot, don't let the sickle person react, and at the same time, take good time, too early, and Ye Hsien is now in a big mess, for himself. It will not be prepared, and if you take it, you will be successful."

Ouyang illusion feathers stand back and faint.

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Thanks to the holy warrior 7, floating a life if a dream, break dance, lwlaisy, still my 1981, everyone greatly increased, last Saturday owed the chapter, wait until after the festival to make up, these days holiday in Chengdu, since it came out, With the family to walk more, the knife is also active, active blood. In addition, there are a few brothers with monthly passes, thank you very much.