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Chapter 2195 Dark Blue Crocodile, Dark Star Killer!

Ye Qing was a little confused, and the purple girl who had done him did not kill.

But the excited expression seemed to see a peerless treasure, for fear of slipping away.

The sword of the purple girl girl is quite domineering, containing the truth of Kendo.

It is a young female sword master!

Ye Qing turned around, waved his sword, in one go, a ray of swords burst out.

Suddenly, two amazing swords collided in the void.

The girl's body trembled and took two steps back, and the release of the release of the sword collapsed.

Ye Qing was casual, and he forced his dance.

However, the dance language only retreats, but it is not injured. Her kendo strength is also very strong, and it is cultivated on Ye Qing, but it is a monster at the peak of the Taoist monarch!

"ah!"

Dance suddenly exclaimed, and his face was surprised.

"So handsome boy!"

Dance lightly eyes become enthusiastic instantly.

When I heard that there was a young sword master, the dance language was very enthusiastic. Now when I see Ye Qing, I see Ye Qing.

Ye Qing: "..."

Although dance is the facts, she is a girl's house, saying in public, somewhat inappropriate.

In the Jianmen, many disciples came from the air and came to watch the war.

The dance language has always been an idol of the disciples of Jianmen, not only because of her kendo, but also because of her face value and figure.

The dance language is known as the first beauty of Jianmen, and the person who admires her secretly does not know how much.

Today, when I saw the dance light, and fought with Ye Qing, the disciples of Jianmen flock to it, and instantly became lively.

"Boy Lang, don't go, fight with me for three hundred rounds!" The dance whispered twisted his waist, greeted up, and the war was shy.

"Woman, I don't have time to discuss with you." ""

Ye Qingxing is not high, and he is better than the sword -level sword -level sword repair.

Unless the big brother above the sword owner comes over and feed Ye Qing, it may be a bit helpful for Ye Qing's kendo.

Moreover, Jianmen rejected Ye Qing and continued to stay at Jianmen. I am afraid it would be very dangerous.

Jianmen takes care of his face and may not be able to move Ye Qing, but the people of the age of the years and the Yongye Fairy Ting will not.

It has been a long time for staying, and the boss of the Emperor Yongye Fairy is likely to kill.

"Juvenile Lang, my sister knows your concerns, rest assured, no one can move you in Jianmen!"

"My sister has covered you!"

The dance language is very domineering, Ye Qing's belly is slandering, and said, cover me, what cover do you use?

Little sword master, can you hold me?

"Girl, I really don't have time to discuss with you." Ye Qing finished, taking Ji Baifeng and Zhao Ruoning, turned away.

"!"

A purple light flew from Ye Qing's side, and the speed of dancing was fast, and the blink of an eye chased over.

"Boy Lang, no, you have to discuss whatever you say today, otherwise you want to leave!"

The dance language looks like a hunger and thirst.

The disciples of Jianmen watched the battle and saw the expression of dancing lightly.

In their impression, the dance language has always been cold, and I don't love to talk.

Somehow, it has become so active today.

"This is what you are looking for!" Ye Qing narrowed his eyes, a little impatient.

"Boy Lang, what's the ability, let's make it out!" Wu Qing said with a small finger, his expression contempt, trying to arouse Ye Qing's anger.

However, Ye Qing's expression is calm.

The young sword owner, Ye Qing did not think about it.

Since the dance language is not looking for, he will cry, but it is no wonder he!

"Okay, satisfy you!"

Ye Qing and Zhao Ruoning and Ji Baifeng made a look. The two women retreated to the side and watched the battle quietly.

Outside the Jianmen, a vast venue was cleaned up.

Ye Qing and Wu Qingyan are relatively standing.

A bright sword mang came out, and Ye Qing's eyes changed for a while, seemingly going to enter the illusion.

Truth of Kendo, Phantom Sword!

The dance language cultivation is the way of the fantasy sword.

Masters fighting often can decide the victory in an instant. Once they fall into the illusion, it will be defeated.

"break!"

Ye Qing came out, and the Tao collapsed.

The magic sword cannot affect Ye Qing's knowledge, and it is even more impossible to affect Ye Qing's sword heart.

Just a moment, the fantasy sword that danced lightly was broken. She was not frustrated.

As a leader in the young sword repairs, the dance language hasn't encountered the opponent for too long, and it doesn't blame her so enthusiastic!

It is a dream of dancing with the sword repairer that can be discussed with the constitution.

"Juvenile Lang, good and good, my sister hasn't read it right!"

The dance said with her sister. In Jianmen, she was talented and used to treating all other disciples as stinky brothers.

Ye Qing did not speak, and the dancing language was a more violent sword!

A sword comes out, the heavens and earth shock, and break everything!

The dancing language shouted, the void engraved, in the middle of the thought, a powerful sword array emerged from the void and guarded her beside her.

"Phantom dance sword array!"

The magic sword of dance, can instantly become a sword array.

Under the blessing of the sword array, the way of his magic sword is even more scary.

With the centered dance sword array, more than a hundred bright swords came to kill, and the sword light dazzled.

Among the dazzling swords, there is a soul impact, and you want to drag people into the illusion.

"Hua Zhi Po."

This is Ye Qing's evaluation of the dancing language.

However, the sword array is still there, and there is no direct collapse.

Ye Qing revealed a trace of surprise, and the strength of the sobes of dancing lightly, it is really good.

"I have hundreds of millions of magic swords!"

The dance language murmured softly, the next moment, the void trembling, the fantasy dance sword array erupted the extremely embarrassing sword light, hundreds of millions of god swords, killed!

She said that there are hundreds of millions of gods swords, not a joke, there is really!

If the magic sword can only drag people into the illusion, it is too monotonous.

Once you encounter the situation where the other person is particularly powerful, the Magic Sword and Mob will be weak and weak.

However, the magic sword of dance lightly has another role.

Unreal can be real!

There is no hundreds of millions of god swords in dance.

The way of fantasy swords turns hundreds of millions of magic swords in the illusion into real!

The hundreds of millions of magic swords came to kill, all made by the true meaning of powerful kendo, that momentum, terrible!

Among the hundreds of millions of dwellers, a single sword, of course, did not dance lightly to perform the power of the kendo as strong.

However, the hundreds of millions of magic swords are terrifying, winning the number!

In instant, Ye Qing was surrounded by hundreds of millions of magic swords, and every inch of space was full of terrible swords!

"Boy Lang, if you feel that you can't fight, then you can admit defeat. My sister will not embarrass you." The dance said lightly, and the beautiful face had a small color.

Although it has not achieved victory, the dance language feels that I have a stable voucher.

Magic sword -sword, she has played to the extreme, unless the sword master comes, otherwise, it cannot be cracked!


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