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Chapter 472: Doomed

Updated: 2012-08-25

Blood flew out from the bodies of the two people, but the discerning person quickly saw who was injured first and who was forced to choose. Hongling and Ling Ru were destined to fight for this so-called "Tao Ting". Perhaps at this time, "Tao Ting is no longer important, what is important is what they think in their hearts and their future path.

"Hahahaha, okay, it's said that [Lingyun] is one of the three major families. As the patriarch of [Lingyun], I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to hide such strength." Hong Ling said coldly with a touch of blood at the horn. He still remembered that when the two joined forces to force Jueai to go the first five ways, the girl named Shenle of the [God] shook Ling Ru in place as soon as she took action. Hong Ling really thought that the legendary [God]

Clan] is so mysterious. It turns out that it is just a false intention of Ling Ru. With his strength and skillful action today, it is absolutely impossible to lose to Shen Le's hands in one move. If Ling Ru had not had the fear of the beginning, there might not be three major war alliances now. Hong Ling would have used thunder to seize the territory of Yunnan. Although it seems small, it is an unusual key. Everything is because of this guy who can act.

Ling Ru smiled slightly, and he naturally knew what Hongling was referring to, but everyone has a selfish part of his heart. Why can you dominate the world by [Red Man Pavilion]? And I [Ling Yun] can't laugh at miracles. That retreat was just to make Hongling and Kagura fight to the death. On the one hand, it can reduce a mysterious family, and on the other hand, it can also take advantage of Hongling's profits. Unfortunately, this big boy actually retreated, which really made him depressed, otherwise such a troublesome thing would not have happened today.

Intrigue and plot against each other, this is true for a small matter. Can the magic weapon be used to say?

"My strength may be far more than that. If the Hongling brothers were willing to give up the opponent to me, maybe we would not continue?" Since we had already tear our faces apart, we were not afraid of exaggerating ourselves. Moreover, Ling Ru has this strength. At some point, bragging can often increase a lot of morale and attack the other party. Unfortunately, Ling Ru was wrong this time, because he was not facing others, but Hongling from the [Red Man Hall], a guy who was already blinded by power.

The blood sword slowly began to turn red, and began to float fog, and then a drop of blood dropped with a ticking sound, turning the bluestone ground into a beautiful red flower.

Ling Ru narrowed her eyes slightly, and the guy in her hand couldn't help but lie on her chest, because he was so familiar with this move. It started with this drop of blood and didn't have a chance to fight back when he killed someone and danced, which also led to the final demise of the [Killing Proud Group].

"The heaven blames you for your life, and blood can see the sky." This is Hongling's favorite sentence. Every time he meets a real opponent, every time he wants to kill someone, he will involuntarily say this sentence. Although Ling has already had a low personality in his heart at this moment, Hongling has to admit that he suffered a secret loss in the three fights that moment. Ling Ru is indeed a very strong and strong person.

Ling Ru swung his steel sword and threw it out with a buzzing sound. Everyone was stunned. He slowly took out a yellow sword from his arms and gently shook the yellow sword. The sword called Jiaosha. With him, he had killed so many people who blocked him. Yellow swords have been rare since ancient times. If something goes wrong, there will be monsters. Why did this person who is Jian Ruming choose such a special sword?

The murderous intent in the corner of Hongling's eyes became increasingly fierce. Damn, it turned out that even the weapons were not the ones that they used to fight together. What he was hiding was too deep, too deep.

A red blood light flew out and headed straight for Ling Ru. Ling Ru blocked her backhand. With a sound, the two real masters finally started a duel. This may be a duel that Love Flower will never appear, but it will definitely not be the last such a duel that the Divine Soldier will have.

"It's interesting, I've been watching it all the time. This magic weapon is indeed much more interesting than the love flower. Do you think it's the boss?" At the invitation of Sima Canghai, the four of them came to a wide-minded position and sat down. The civilized people had already started to comment without a moment of stopping.

"Brother, that's yours too late. If you came early in the morning, you would have collapsed long ago." A person behind the civilized man said in pain.

"Ah, is it? Haha, it's better to be a coincidence than to get there." The civilized man laughed, but his eyes didn't blink at the battle in the game, as if he was afraid of missing the wonderful situation. The seven-star dragon abyss sword in his hand was buzzing for some reason and kept beating, "Brother, don't be anxious, I will give you a chance to play."

"I won't go. I can just take out one of these two and chop me into meat paste. I'll still watch the fun and return it." Obviously the player behind the civilized people misunderstood.

"Haha, I'm watching the fun too." The civilized man smiled. He was in a good mood and was destined to have a good memory with the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword. That former brother might really become a bloody Shura.

The smoke of gunpowder is not as freehand and simple as civilized people. From his entry into the Divine Soldier Society to his position, at least six gazes were paying attention to him, and the master of each gaze was extraordinary.

Sima Canghai's false feelings, the hatred of Emperor Sichuan, the expectation of Feng Wu Jiutian, the inquiry of Jue Dao, and the glimpse of the woman behind the sword in the corner. Finally, a middle-aged man's serious look had left a deep impression on the smoke. It seems that this magic weapon will not end in an ordinary way, but does he want to be ordinary? After all, he has come and entered a new round of reshuffle in this world.

Come on, come on, I will continue, whether it is new or old hatred, I will wait for you, and the smoke of gunpowder made Furuo stunned: "Boss, what's wrong."

Jamyan obviously discovered his subconscious and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly figured out a lot, how about it, on the scene."

If he said oh, he didn't care too much and replied: "The two of them are indeed masters in a thousand. If I go up, I will not be sure to win. Then Hongling is the leader of the No. 1 alliance in the south. Her sword technique is very sharp, and she looks very domineering in cooperation with the blood sword in his hand. But I think Ling Ru will win in the end."

"Oh? Why do you say that? Hongling has the advantage in the scene now. Look at the red sword light, it will almost swallow Ling Ru." Jiyan looked at the scene and commented.

"Boss, maybe you didn't notice it just now. Although Hongling's attack was sharp, its defense was average, but this was nothing, but the most terrifying thing was that no matter how vicious or sharp Hongling's attack was, it could not break Ling Ru's defense. On the contrary, although Ling Ru was always in a defensive state, as long as he counterattacked, it would catch Hongling off guard. If it weren't for the power of the blood sword, Hongling would probably be in danger now." If it were objectively evaluated.

"Yes, boss, the little hypothesis is right. Hongling has changed three sword techniques, but she still has not taken Ling Ru down. Ling Ru seems to have difficulty defending, but she seems to have not really exerted her strength." The civilized man looked at him attentively, but his ears were not idle.

"Haha, you have grown up, brother." Ji Yan smiled with relief.

Civilized people touched the back of their heads in a bad mood. For some reason, since they became Shura, they became more and more fascinated by this blood-fighting scene, and even wanted to jump up and fight immediately. However, the long-standing feelings of flesh shields were suppressing themselves. Perhaps even civilized people themselves did not discover this.

"You are right. I think Hongling himself discovered this problem." Jiyan said lightly.

Sure enough, Hongling was no longer as handsome as she was at this time. Her already handsome face looked paler, and the blood sword in her hand began to tremble slowly, but the blood sword slipped down the blood drops faster and faster, so fast that it turned into a blood line.

Ling Ruyi grabbed his horn sand and did not chase him, but was ready for battle.

"You forced me, Ling Ru, you deserve to die." Hong Ling could not be defeated, could not be defeated in front of Jian Chu. He wanted to prove to this man that he could still do well without his help. The bird always had to fly out of his first time under his wings and shake his wings to enter his own sky.

The blood sword was raised high, and blood dripped like a thread. Hong Ling's eyes turned into blood. At that moment, Ling Ru, who was opposite him, seemed to have received great pressure. Jue Dao behind Ling Ru also seemed to have seen that moment. He murmured softly: "The blood demon entered the body, and he really realized this mental method through the blood blade." At this moment, Xiao Dao next to him seemed to wake up and pulled Jue Dao and said: "Brother, calm down, maybe the opportunity is coming." Jue Dao then put away his heart that was about to be dazed, and then contempt him fiercely. What's wrong? How could he be so out of control? Xiao Dao looked at Jue Dao's mentality relaxed and then breathed a sigh of relief. He was not dozing off, but looked at the changes on the field at this time with sleepy eyes, but occasionally a light flashed in his sleepy eyes.

Who will not be able to beat faster when he sees his favorite thing? His mentality will not change? Jue Dao is like this, Hongling is not the same. Those so-called heroes and heroes are not the same, otherwise where will the magic weapon come from?

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