She was the core of the sword array. At this time, she rose empty, and she waved the sword in her hand.
Throughout the sky, even if the master is here, he has to splash blood on the spot.
"Come well."
Long Xiaoshan was not afraid. The original restrained atmosphere suddenly rushed out, the power of the blood demon and the real Yuan burned at the same time.
Blue and red double -colored flames burning.
He was shocked, crackling!
A large number of runes on the long gun were unlocked, and the golden thunder light sprayed out. Long Xiaoshan held the gun up, and the man and the gun combined into a golden thunder dragon.
hold head high--
The golden Thunder Dragon was corrected, and the slightest sword pressure was hit hard with the flying pawy -clawed Flying Feng.
Suddenly.
The power of horror burst.
Everyone just feels that the day is the same, and the whole Yaoshan is shining.
Immediately.
The loud voice of the Yaohua School was broken. A large number of disciples of Yaohua School covered their ears and lay on the ground in horror.
The violent energy directly torn the void into chaos.
There was a burst.
The flying phoenix sword was actually broken by Lei Long, including the thirteen masters of Yaohua School, including Hua Xiang, and was shocked by the violent impact. It fell to the ground like a heavens.
And the thunderbolt that torn Feifeng still more than just the top of their heads, and the whole Yaohua school was slowly dissipated.
There is a golden gun mark in the sky, as if cutting the sky into two halves.
One shot.
Scary!
The entire Yaohua School was dead.
Everyone is all right.
Watching the man who was still burning in the sky slowly fell slowly, Hua Rong swallowed a spit, and even the sword style was easily broken by this man. Who is this man?
Juejian style is the town of Yaohua School.
As soon as this sword came out, it was the big master who had to blood on the spot.
When will Yinmen have such a scary guy.
Although Long Xiaoshan is famous in Huaxia, such as the sun and the sky, the Yaohua school has always been avoided. Even if I heard Long Xiaoshan, no one has seen it.
When Hua Hui sighed, when he wanted to bow his head.
Suddenly a horrible atmosphere rose from the depths of the Yaohua School, as if the sun was absolutely over the Yaohua faction, a vicissitudes in the cold, and the Yaohua faction came in the air: "Which friend,
Dharma came, and played in my Yaohua School. "
Hearing that voice,
The people of the Yaohua School have revealed the joy.
"It's a master."
"The ancestor came out."
Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows looked, and the eyes were slightly shrinking. At this time, the month was just empty. Under the circle, there was a wonderful figure in the moon.
The woman who came from the moon was cold, like the fairy of the Moon Palace, but Long Xiaoshan felt a dangerous breath from her, and it was above the king of heaven.
This Yaohua School actually sitting with such a powerful master.
That figure seemed to come, but a few breaths went to Long Xiaoshan and others.
This is a woman who is very difficult to see. At first glance, the appearance will not be more than thirty years old. It is more beautiful than the head of the Yaohua School than Hua Hui.
The woman is linked, especially her eyes, full of a long vicissitudes, as if it is better than the teacher Zhengqing, and the king of heaven is older.
"Master."
Hua Xiangrong and others climbed up, and in front of this woman, kneeling and worshiping: "The disciples and other incompetence made people break into Yaochi and was injured by it."
Looking at the disordered flowers and others.
The ancestor of the Yaohua sent his ancestors frowned, looking up at Long Xiaoshan, like a cold electrode, Long Xiaoshan aroused a layer of goosebumps.
He squinted.
Just a look, let him have a sense of sensation.
"Who are you, go to my Yaohua faction."
Long Xiaoshan Hao Boxing: "In Xialong Xiaoshan, I heard that Yaochi Lingquan was famous in the world, and I saw the hobe at the world for a while. I did n’t know that it would be your fault. But this Lingquan was born, I just borrowed it.
The gatekeeper also apologized. As for the murder, they couldn't talk about it. They did it to me, I just counterattacked slightly. "
When he heard Long Xiaoshan's lightwriting, Yaohua sent everyone in his hearts.
I want to refute, but Hua Xiangyu suddenly was scratched by an electric light in his mind, and the color changed: "Are you Long Xiaoshan?"
"Oh, do you know me?" Long Xiaoshan said calmly.
Flowers want to be ugly when she is tolerate, and her eyes contain a trace of fear. How could she not know the name of Long Xiaoshan?
After all, it also belongs to the hidden door.
Some time ago, Long Xiaoshan destroyed half of the hidden door, and the four major masters and dozens of masters were cut. There were thousands of hiddenmen's army destroyed in Wanlong Mountain, killing the hidden door, blood and rain.
In the hidden gate, the magic head, the killing, the stars, the stars, and the other words are all added to the Long Xiaoshan.
To discuss the fierce name of Long Xiaoshan in the hidden gate, I am afraid that it will not be possible to find a second one for hundreds of years.
It is not that he has no strength for hundreds of years. No one can beat.
Instead, the people in the hidden door, Long Xiaoshan is definitely the first.
Hua Xiangrong did not expect that this hidden door would not kill the stars, and she would fall to the Yaohua School. Her body trembled slightly, how ugly her face was, the shadow of the famous tree, the fierce name of Long Xiaoshan too
Sheng, it is difficult for her not to be afraid.
"Think of tolerance, what is so shocked?"
"Master." Hua Ronglian wanted to walk beside her, whispered whispering.
The face of the ancestor of the Yaohua faction changed slightly. Recently, she accepted a disciple and has been retreating. It has not been out of the customs for a long time.
I can hear it later.
The ancestor of the Yaohua School suddenly changed: "You killed Lu Jingxiu."
"Lu Jingxiu? You said the old man in Tianshi Road, yes," Long Xiaoshan thought about it before remembered who Lu Jingxiu was, and played the nails: "You know him."
A trace of complexity flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Yaohua faction, and it seemed to have thought of some dusty past.
"You break into my Yaohua faction, I can not care about you, but you killed Xiao Xiuzi, I can never let you leave today."
It is indifferent.
Raising your hand is a palm press.
Silk cold moon Qinghui condensed in the heart of the Yaohua school, as if a bright moon dropped from the sky, and the Long Xiaoshan body was lowered. Long Xiaoshan sneered.