"Look at her cultivation ... it doesn't seem to be high!"
"How can she have the courage to get here ??"
"I know this woman, her name is Mohong Blade! It's the scattered repair of Shangshen Mountain!"
"Really? What is the strength?"
"When I played against her before, at least the peak of killing the monarch's soul, but now I don’t know what point I have reached."
"Cut, is it just a peak to kill the king? What can that can be considered compared with these great capabilities? Not to mention that she can be so powerful alone? Such a person dares to go to the idea of Xuan Bingban?
Seek yourself short! "Someone snorted and laughed.
Some people shook their heads again and again.
Kill the peak?
In the face of these great capabilities, it is not enough.
If it breaks through, it can attract some attention, but that's it!
Compared with these bangs, the difference is too far.
Not to mention that this person has been surrounded by the power.
She is now there is no way to enter the heavens. If she wants to live a life, it is not unable to have it, that is to throw the Hongbing in their hands. The purpose of these great powers is the Bingbing. Whoever cares about ink?
A rotten life of the red blade?
"Girl! You're brave! Actually dare to grab the old husband's Xuan Bing fan? Hum! It's just looking for death! The old man advises you to quickly hand over the Xuanbing fan! Otherwise, don't blame me to be polite to you!"
A white -haired old man pointed at the ink red blade.
It's not that the old man is very polite, but the means that the Mohong Blade has just resisted the Da Tian Dao is really jealous.
No one is a fool. Before they figured out the depth of each other, they did not dare to act lightly.
"Want Xuan Bing San? Okay! You have to have the ability, come and get it!" Mo Hong said coldly.
Although her heart is extremely nervous.
"Plumbing! Girl, do you really think the old man can't kill you?" The old man was furious and roared directly.
This throat directly urged the powerful spiritual technique to make her give up the resistance after hearing the thunder roar and surrender obediently.
With the cultivation of the ink red blade, after eating such a psychiatric method, it will definitely be affected, but she hurriedly urged another pseudo -Hongbing held by another hand, and pierced the ground in front of her.
Then, then
call!
A wonderful spiritual force erupted directly from the sword of the pseudo -Hongbing, which was directly turned into a huge cover, covering the surroundings of the red blade.
After hitting this cover, the spiritual power disappeared immediately, and nothing existed.
"What?"
The old man was stunned.
"Just now I seem to smell the breath of a little bit of Hongbing. Although the breath is very weak, I clearly feel it!"
"No matter ... The sword in this girl's hands is also a huge soldier!"
"Oh my god, do you have nine hungry soldiers in Shangshen Mountain?"
"Okay! Okay! Good! Hahaha ..."
"The Hongbing in this woman is mine!"
"No, it's mine!"
Roar.
The big power was completely mad, one by one like a furious beast, rushing towards the red blade.
Mohong Blade bite silver tooth, and directly launched the power of the Xuan Bing fan.
Bow ...
The cold wind is cold and stabbing, swallowing to those big power who rushed over.
Some can dodge in a hurry and dare not compete positively.
But there are also no fear of death. If you want to resist the cold wind, the results are obvious. All of them are turned into ice sculptures and landed in place.
In the end, it is Hongbing!
Even if it is urged by a person with countless strengths than them, the essence of Hongbing's divine power will not change. No matter how strong, you dare not ignore it ...
The Mo Hong Blade did not dare to waste time, moved his body directly, and was ready to leave.
She stared at the right, and she had not yet formed a encirclement, and immediately walked away.
"Run !!"
"I see where do you go?"
The big power roared, and immediately chased the ink red blade.
However, with the support of Shuanghong Bing, the speed of Mo Hong Blade is very fast. They found that they pursued this little peak killing king, and they could not take advantage in terms of speed.
Everyone felt wrong.
However, it didn't take long for the breath of the ink red blade to slow down.
It seems that the breath is insufficient, and you can't continue to run away.
She can only choose a place to hide.
But those big power like heaven is pursuing ...
This is the time to chase the cliff, and the ink red blade fell down.
The big power also surrounded her for the first time.
Speak! Speak ...
Mo Hong Blade pant, staring coldly at everything around him.
"kill!"
The power of the big power is indifferent to the blue and red soap, directly kill.
Mo Hong Blade gritted his teeth and held the black ice fan to fight with the pseudo -Hong Hong.
But after a few tricks, the disadvantage of the soul still experienced it.
The general trend of the ink red blade was directly crushed by the other party. In addition, the horrible technique has also been released, and it directly smashed into the ink red blade.
Mo Hong Blade was so scared that there was no blood on his face, so he quickly resisted.
Well!
The dull sound blooms.
It depends on her to block a few moves with the difficulties of the Bingbing, but the remaining moves cannot be rested at all.
A large number of scars appeared on the body of Mo Hong Blade.
She flew out, fell heavily on the cliff, spit blood, and got up difficult.
Seeing this scenery, everyone rushed crazy, and rushed directly at the Xuan Bingban in her hands and the pseudo -Hongbing.
"Xuan Bing fan is mine!"
"Who dares to move my black ice fan, kill! Kill! Kill !!"
"If you find death, try it!"
"See who has the ability!"
The power of the power roared, the terrorist trend came to the red blade.
Mo Hong Blade bit his teeth tightly, the support of pain.
But she knew that she would die again. She will die.
After looking at the power that came, the nasal cavity of Mohong Blade appeared a cold hum, which directly urged the organ.
Boom ...
The enchantment at the cliff was directly opened, and the Mohong Blade directly threw the puppet Bingbing that the Xuan Bing fan gave the white night into the cliff.
"What?"
Everyone feels extremely unexpected.
"Want the Bingbing? Okay! Go to find it !! Who found Hongbing! Who is the master of these two Hongbing!"
The ink red blade shouted loudly, the voice was wrapped in the soul, and the Quartet was spread directly.
For a while, the entire Shangshen Mountain was boiling inside and outside.
Whether there are people with Hongbing or no Hongbing, whether it is a powerful person or a weak person.
At this moment, all pretending to be sent towards God Mountain.
After all, this time, Hongbing did not rely on grabbing ... but by picking up.
Da Neng didn't know where the baby is now thrown by the ink red blade. How can this be a problem that can be solved?
As a result, the inside and outside of Shangshen Mountain was completely lively, and countless souls re -poured to God Mountain ...