Legend of Fu Yao

"A big prestige." Meng Fu shakes, "Know that you are fighting North Field... Hey, who is Northfield?"

Yao Xun has already lost his previous calm, shaking his lips and going straight to the back of the tree. "This devil is chasing..."

Yuan Zhaozhao's eyes flashed, and suddenly he took out two human skin masks from his arms and posted one to himself and Meng Fu.

Yuan Zhao’s eyebrows raised his eyes on Shang Meng’s doubts. “You don’t want to stare at a difficult guy?”

Meng Fu shook his face, and as soon as his hand lifted up, he felt a sharp sword like a sharp eye. The nail was like a poke. At the same time, a low-pitched sound blew, and the sound was not exhausted. Darkness Li Wu flashed, a little wind smashed the night, and ran straight to the three.

Meng Fu shakes the palm of his hand and shoots Yao Xun.

Yao Xun fell to the ground, and the black light had come to the front. In the glimpse of the light, it was a black iron that went to the sharp-pointed rifle. The gun was filled with infuriating arrogance, and it was far from a gale. It was not a direct fire. It was a face-lifting face and swept three people.

A good way to play!

Meng Fu shook his body forward and took a sword horizontally. He wanted to use the skill of four or two to pluck the long gun. The person did not flutter before, and the strong wind brought by the long gun had blown her long hair and pulled the flag, even the eyes were not. Open, Meng Fu shake immediately closed his eyes, still do not avoid, the long sword also swept to the past.

With a bang, the sparks in the darkness sparked, and one person laughed in the sparks, and the laughter was cold and fierce. "Who dares to learn me?" The sound came to people, and the black clothes were raging like dragons and arrows.

Meng Fu Shao collided with the spear, and the spear violently breathed into the chest like a frenzy. When she was in the chest, she stepped back and couldn’t breathe. She got the sword and the other party came to the fore. She was scared, but she heard a low laugh, and the light purple robe flashed. Yuan Zhaoyu suddenly floated out.

That is the real floating, Meng Fu Sha has never seen such a smart and clear body, like a nine-day immortal dance, the grace and the unspeakable, but not like the general good-looking moves can not guarantee the speed, but quickly chasing the light Grazing electricity, as if the light of a starlight is too bright, it will be at the bottom of the eye. He was still outside Zhang, and once he was in shape, he went to the front of the battlefield.

He turned with one hand, a smooth arc, and the silver light was shining in the middle of the sky. The snow was just like a blizzard. It was like a black whirlwind from the north of the battlefield. In the bright light of Jianguang, his light is still bright and afraid of people, like the first rising star in the extreme west sky, burning like a fire.

"it is good!"

In the north of the game, there was a chess match in the excitement of the opponent. The cross arm swung back into his palm. The tip of the palm of his hand was already mounted. He waved his arm and the rifle jerked up, and then came first. That 10,000 points of broken snow hit together.

"boom!"

The air seemed to be slightly bursting, and the thousands of snow flew away, splashed, hit the surrounding trees, and there were countless small pits when standing, and an invisible sigh of relief The dragon sticks to the ground, wherever it passes, the turf bursts and the mud is splashed. If the ground is plowed by a giant sword, a deep ditch will appear, and it will stop when it hits a few feet.

Half a slap, broken snow break, gun calm.

Yuan Zhaoqi, who was covered in snow, did not retreat. The smile stood at the tip of a branch, and the wind was fierce. The branches under him and his feet did not move at all.

In the north, the wilderness dragged a long gun and stood proudly under the tree. The mud that was smashed by the suffocating air did not touch him.

Meng Fu stood outside the mouth of a few feet, and his eyes were straightforward and thought of what he had just done. For a long time, she vaguely felt that she had to use the power of Yuan Zhaozhao to break through the fourth layer of the "breaking nine", which was always vain. She knows that this is because borrowing power is not as good as self-study, and she has been distressed. Now it seems that because of the strong move of the strong to the enemy tonight, she suddenly saw the export revealed by Shuguang, so round, bright, and fierce. However, it is not the true meaning of the fourth layer of "round turn".

She thought well, and her heart was really beginning to follow the meridians. She was in a semi-finished state, and she was faintly heard from the North Wilderness. "Good, happy! Fight again!"

Meng Fu shakes a shock, and quickly gaze at it and want to watch it again. I suddenly feel that the wind is tight and the front is black. It seems that something is passing very fast. She can even feel the rosy scent of the rubbing shoulder. After that, the cheeks were stunned by what was soft and slippery, and the silk was cool.

Has anyone passed by? So fast? Is a person a ghost?

Meng Fu shakes his mind and grabs his hand, but grabs it. The other person's body is like a ghost, strange and mysterious. As soon as he turns to the front of the battlefield, Meng Fu shakes only one word, "Go!"

In the next moment, the man had already attacked the battle of Bei Ye, who heard the movement and turned around.

Meng Fu shook his mouth and looked at the man who was more flexible and quicker than Yao Xun. It was as if the whole forest was his figure. The whole person turned into a mist of smoke, but everywhere was everywhere. He didn't hold the sword with his hand. A very thin and long sword with a very long shape was always under his elbow. He only showed a half-inch black sword tip on the elbow, and he walked like a snake. Constantly swallowing, he also does not need any slashing big open moves, all the tricks are between the elbows, all the killers are completed by close, point, poke, stab, scraping, flowing, savage .

Zhan Beiye also did not adapt to this weird style of play. After being knocked into the body, the long gun also lost its effect. Almost in an instant, the faint shadow was rushing forward, and the battle of Beiye was wrong. The bottom of the elbow flashed.

Blood light, splash.

Dark red blood fluttered in the dark woods, causing people's eyes to turn red.

The battle of Kitano's eyes was even brighter, and the bottom of his eyes ignited a raging fire. He suddenly burst out of his palms. The fierce palms made the man not dare to pick up. He stepped back three steps. The long gun was far away, and it was nailed to the ground. It was three feet into the ground. The sound of vibrating in the north field slowly smashed the blood on the arm, suddenly calmed down and smiled. "Taiyuan actually crouched Hidden Dragon!"

The smile was not finished, and the sound of the drink started again. This time, no weapons were used. The battle of Beiye was used as a sword and madly involved!

When a singer Yuan Zhaoqi flew down from the branches, and left and right copied, the two people who dazzled and looked at the fight stunned and left. Meng Fu Sha was not reconciled and frequently looked back. "What are you doing?"

"Isn't people asking you to leave? Still here?"

"Wonderful battle, miss it, Yuan Zhaoxi, you don't want to stop me, I will see it again, maybe my practice will be big."

Yuan Zhaoxuan did not refute, smiled and reached out, and the gesture seemed to touch Meng Fu, and Meng Fuyan immediately turned his head.

Yuan Zhaoxuan only answered this question. "You will stay again. Waiting for the battle of Kitano is also troublesome. Don't think that the dark charm hurts the battle of Kitano, and he won't know the man. Seeing the blood, there will be no end to the battle, and the dark charm will not be good tonight."

"You know..." Meng Fu shook his dissatisfied embarrassment, and said that he suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly said, "Dark charm? That is the dark charm? The world's first bloodthirsty killer? He came?"

Yuan Zhaoxuan looked back slightly. In this moment, his eyes suddenly had a little strange stuff. For a long while, he gently said, "It’s coming, it’s already..."