Immortality Cultivation Era

Hu Wei looked at the long sword held by He Youniang's hand, and she couldn't be excited.

"Little girl, if you follow this kind of plot development, the distance between your sword in the hands of a scrap iron should not be far away?" Hu Wei looked at He Yu Niang, said with a smile.

Now he looks a lot easier than before.

Only when you have an absolute advantage can you have such a brilliant look.

He Gu Niang sneered a sneer: "What you look like now is like a classic villain in a TV series."

"..." Hu Wei was not able to be married to the young girl.

Although he did not look in the mirror, he did not sneak in the urine, but he believed that He Qingniang said this time is true.

This is the most heart-felt.

"Oh, I am too lazy to make a dispute with you." Hu Yan said coldly.

If you want to find the lost face in this way, it must be futile. After all, the most urinary thing in the world is: I am too lazy to care about you.

If you can really slap a slap, who is willing to say so much?

“Come back!” He’s mother sighed, and it seemed that her mood was not affected by the long sword in her hand. The moment when she swayed the sword, she perfectly explained the so-called scarf.

Hu Yu’s heart screamed a crazy woman, and her mood was a bit complicated.

He thought about it seriously.

What if the person standing at the angle of He’s mother is himself?

If you are holding a long sword that is about to become a scrap iron, can you have the courage to launch an assault on your opponent?

When he was beaten by He’s mother, he didn’t think much.

But now, at this time, he feels from the bottom of his heart that He’s mother is really strong.

Not like a girl.

More like a soldier wearing a armor.

A mighty warrior.

"You really don't worry?" Fu Long turned and looked at the singer.

"I said, the last winner must be He Chuang Niang." Gao Ge calmly said.

Fu Long licked his own temple.

He is a bit stunned and somewhat confused.

Where did the confidence of Gao Ge’s confidence come from?

Gao Ge’s current reaction is completely different from his imagination.

In fact, it is definitely not just that Fulong has such doubts.

Yue Xincheng Xia Wei and others are also subconsciously looking towards the direction of Gaoge.

However, Gaoge is always a state of peace of mind.

As if you have a good idea, you are winning.

Other than that.

Ming Xing Jian Zun is also somewhat confused.

According to the information he has in his hands, Gao Ge is definitely not the reaction now. Otherwise, he will not sing high-song for anger, and personally roll up his sleeves.

He frowned and looked at the battlefield, for fear of missing any wonderful shots.

Not just a high song.

He’s mother’s current state is slightly different from his imagination.

Even if the psychological quality of He’s mother is really good, but the age is here, it is too difficult to behave in an orderly manner and not be chaotic. It is impossible for ordinary people to do it.

It can be said that this has nothing to do with psychological quality.

He said that He Qingniang did not have a backhand, he did not believe it.

but.

Have already reached this point, do not take the back hand, what are you waiting for?

What is the special flower?

At this time, Hu Wei didn't have time to think about it.

His mind is on how to deal with He Chuang Niang.

Even if he now has a big advantage, it doesn't mean he can laugh at the end.

This is the case of life and death.

At the last moment, who knows who the deer died?

Hu Wei sighed, step by step, like a ghost walking through.

A long sword, with a little bit of light, dazzling.

"砰".

The gray long sword in the hands of He’s mother was broken.

Hu Yan’s eyes flashed a stern color, naturally he was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, so he quickly clicked a few times under his feet. The sword screamed and spurred at the throat of He’s mother.

He Yu Niang’s face was unchanged, and the hand interrupted the sword and smashed up.

It is not empty.

I even thought of a line inexplicably.

On the day when the sword is recast, the time is coming back!

Is it very sensational?

It sounds like there is a feeling of "bamboo dry" explosion.

The young girl holding the broken sword, for Hu Wei, is tantamount to a tiger with a tooth.

What else is terrible?

"Young mother, pick up the sword!" A student took a sword from the weapon rack and threw it at He Chuangang.

He Gu Niang thought for a moment, after all, did not turn to pick up.

He and Hu Wei have been together until now, and they have learned a little about each other's strengths. So she knows very well that if she really turns around and picks up the sword, the other party has a chance to rush up. The head was cut down.

In this state of confrontation, He’s mother did not dare to relax. As long as she took a break, she stood in the position of the loser. What the failure means, the people in the presence are like the mirror.

As He Gu Niang thought.

Just now Hu Wei is really waiting for this opportunity.

However, He Chenniang does not give him this opportunity.

Everyone is coming out with their brains.

You are a fool when you are!

However, He Chuang Niang, who is holding a broken sword, is repeatedly in danger in the next battle.

There was a sneer in Hu Yan’s eyes.

He seized an opportunity, and the long sword in his hand swept again, and made a downward stroke.

"Tear off".

The clothes worn by He’s mother were cut open and the blood flowed out.

Mingxing Jianzun standing on the side, saw this scene, finally nodded with satisfaction.

This kid, finally did not let himself down, nor did he forget what he should do!

Next second.

Ming Xing Jian Zun turned his face and looked at the high platform.

Gao Ge’s face is a bit gloomy.

In the mouth of Ming Xing Jian Zun, a strange smile was brought up.

Is this angry?

Ha ha.

Where is this?

If you can't help it, you can do it now!

Fu Long also carefully watched the singer.

"Don't be impulsive," he whispered.

"This bastard..." sang a slap on the table next to him.

The table was broken and the sawdust flew.

"They just want you to be angry." Fu Long whispered.

The high song quickly slackened.

The face became too fast, so that Fulong could not keep up with the rhythm of this buddy.

"No problem, since they want to toss, let them slowly toss, but some pity!" Gaoge sneered.

"What a pity?"

"Unfortunately, they missed the opportunity to kill He’s mother. Just a sword, he could have taken his life. Unfortunately, his footsteps have not been stabilized. He wants to play a game of cat and mouse, and he does not touch it. Their own heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney, they, match?"

Fu Long frowned.

On the battlefield.

He’s mother looked at her wound and pulled it a bit, but it was only the waist that broke open.

"You should kill me directly." He Qingniang raised her head and stared at Hu Yu coldly, and the words were full of sarcasm.