At the moment of killing move, Qianjun couldn't take care of Anderson anymore, and he dodged Helanara, but the masters fought, and the outcome was only in a moment. Although people like Qianjun and Helanara who stood on the top of the world would not
He died in an instant, but was beaten extremely passive because he lost the opportunity.
Anderson fell from mid-air to the ground, struggled on the ground for a while and actually got up. He looked at the two men who were indistinguishable from the air, his eyes were filled with fear, and he shouted: "Kill someone..."
He ran so hard that he had no shadow.
Seeing Anderson running without a trace, Qianjun was angry and anxious. This time he let this guy run away. I don’t know how much trouble it will take to catch him next time? He suddenly became angry and angry, and roared:
"Old nun, since you want to fight, then grandpa will fight you with joy!"
With a tiger roar, he broke through the shocking sword formation prepared by Helanara for him, and ran towards the Thames River!
Since you want to fight, go to a place that is rarely visited and fight!
The wind at noon blew gently on Qianjun's body, drying the blood on his body. The solid muscles were combined with these blood under the sun, which was even more terrifying than the demon!
Helanara stood not far away from him, still wearing white clothes, with no blood or dirt, like a lotus that was not stained with smoke and dust, blooming slowly, sacred and undesecrated.
The two stood on the buildings on both sides of the huge London Bridge. The buildings were as vicissitudes as churches, and experienced countless years and rain and wind. They witnessed Britain's growth from a small island country to a great empire that spans the world.
The great empire began to decline, and now it has become a second-rate country in the world.
Under the bridge is the flowing River Thames, and together with this bridge, witnessing the rise, fall, honor and disgrace.
Qianjun and Helanara stood on the lightning rods of the two buildings, leaving the storm and rain without moving.
In fact, the two buildings on this bridge are far apart, and at least ordinary people can't see each other when standing here. But Qianjun and Helanara can see clearly. This distance is really insignificant to them.
In just one breath, Helan had already raised the sword in his hand and stabbed the thousand troops quickly with the help of his feet. The song of the green lotus sword is the edge, and the throne of the lotus is the shield!
In the air, she was like a flying goddess, so beautiful and so vast.
At this moment, Qianjun was almost fascinated by her beautiful figure. In Qianjun's impression, only senior sister Beitang Xuerou could compare with Helanara's holy, solemn and slight religious and Zen temperament.
.The other women are beautiful, but they are different from her temperament.
Qianjun roared angrily: "It turns out that the old nun who serves the old dog of Brahma, I didn't expect her temperament to be so good!"
He said all the swear words, but his fist did not lose its power. He rushed to Helanara's full and sacred chest first. This move was both vulgar and insidious, and it was definitely not done by a dignified emperor.
"Yeah!"
This was the first time Helanara spoke since she met Qianjun. She seemed to be ashamed of the rogue like Qianjun, so she had to turn around to avoid it. Her face turned slightly red and finally had a trace of humanity.
The smell of fireworks.
It seemed that she was not only ashamed of Qianjun's rogue fighting style, but also as angry as Qianjun's unblocked words about her old nun and her old dog cursing Brahma!
But Helanara didn't say a word, and her long sword ran across the sky, punishing Qianjun's mouth with factual actions without covering up.
"Old nun, honestly answer me, is there any Brahma old dog in this world?!" Qianjun avoided Helanara's sword and asked lustfully like a disciple.
Helanara's sword did not stab Qianjun on the hard marble, and almost submerged the sword body as if it was stabbed into a piece of tofu. She drew her sword and slashed Qianjun. A colorful horse appeared in the air. Helanara
He then shouted coldly: "There is naturally Brahma in this world, and the true God of Brahma is everywhere!"
Qianjun hit Helanara with one punch, but was blocked by Helanara's lotus platform throne. Qianjun asked: "Is that so? Then you saints serve the old dog of Brahma. Did he say he wants to do something with you all day long
ah?"
Helanara couldn't defend against the emperor of a great empire, and her face turned red: "Rareless, I am the great god of Brahma, but the saint must maintain a virginity... Everything about me is the great god..."
Because of shame, the sword in his hand attacked tighter and tighter, and he vowed to stab thousands of troops under the sword.
In an instant, thousands of tricks passed.
Qianjun dodged and cursed: "Damn! Since everything about you is Brahma, why are you still a virgin? Do you really think you are an old nun? Also, as long as you are a man, you want to play with women, Brahma's old
The dog is so energetic. If I were Brahma, I would fuck you a thousand times a day!”
"Nonsense!" Helanara was so angry that she was so angry that she wanted to kill Qianjun to vent her anger, the more she was disorganized, and gradually she could not threaten Qianjun.
"Why am I talking nonsense? Only nuns in our Republic are virgins, and there are many nuns not! According to Hindu doctrine, Brahma is a monk, you are a nun, monks and nuns have been a couple since ancient times, I can't be wrong
?”
"Rogue, I'm not a nun... I'll kill you!" Helanara's heart was filled with breath, and the sword in her hand slashed randomly. Qianjun laughed: "You are a nun, you are a nun, and the Brahma you believe in must not exist.
, If it exists, I will definitely fuck you quietly at night..."
Qianjun was talking, but found that when Helanara stabbed herself, her eyes were still crying. It was obvious that Qianjun was talking badly. But she had always received extremely high education for self-cultivation and cultivation.
Such a rogue rogue, Shi Yibi, was immediately at a disadvantage. She didn't know what words to use to refute Qianjun, and just wanted to kill Qianjun as soon as possible.
But I felt depressed and burst into tears unconsciously. But she was proudly held into her eyes and returned to her coldness.
The Qingfeng in Helanla's hand was incompetent. Qianjun was waiting for this opportunity. His fist broke out in the instant when the lotus throne collapsed, and hit Helanla's sword hilt with a sharp hilt. The hilt was clear.
A crack sound came, and it was actually smashed by Qianjun's punch!