Nightfall

Text] Volume Two Chapter 67: The Winter Lake

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Volume Two

Winter Lake

Chapter 67

The latest update of Daming Lake's search is in bsp; it is said that it is very cold in very high places, and the state of Daoye Yehongyu is very high. Cheng's sword body méng with a touch of frost, has become ice.

The wanshan frost sword covered the sky from the sky above the valley, and the black pressure came to the lake. At this moment, before an umbrella huā started to dry wanjian, huāsè was as dark as the night sky, and suddenly let wanjian lose.

At the critical moment of life and death, Ning Que opened a **** umbrella.

This choice is unsurprising, even like those clichés that are disgusted by people. However, just as clichés in the article are often the most error-prone jīnghua summed up by thousands of literati, the same is true of the **** umbrella. It can withstand the dust of the world, can cover the eyes and the sky, and it will not leak a trace of the heavy rain.

The small and sharp Dao sword, densely packed, hit the greasy and thick umbrella surface like a real rainstorm, and made a huge and dull impact sound, Dao Jian could not pierce the umbrella surface, Accompanied by the powerful collision force, it shattered into ice chips, and then turned into water mist and dissipated in front of the black umbrella.

While supporting the umbrella, Ning Que pulled Moshan Mountain behind him. The **** umbrella was very large. The two men squatted under the umbrella, and there appeared to be a semi-circular night above the head, leaving no gaps.

Daojian couldn't pierce the **** umbrella, but the horror impact accumulated on it remained on the umbrella surface, and then passed along the umbrella handle made of some unknown material to Ning Que's hands holding the umbrella handle tightly.

He lowered his head and frowned, his arms trembling, and his hands appeared pale. He had exhausted all his strength, but he still could not resist the stronger and stronger impact from the black umbrella.

Wan Shan Dao Jian placed a salty and complicated sword array in the air beside the lake, descending in sequence and bombarded continuously, the speed became faster and faster, and even Bing Ning sword body with a bright red tail seems to be burning!

The handle of the **** umbrella slipped from Ning Que's fingers and hit his ōng mouth heavily!

With a painful grunt, blood dripped from his chún corner, but his left hand held the middle of the umbrella handle tightly, and his right hand held the umbrella bone at the upper end of the black umbrella tightly like a wire, using the ōng mouth against the umbrella handle.

Daojian's bombardment continued, and the strength of the **** umbrella's umbrella surface was getting stronger and stronger. His fingers holding the umbrella bone were gradually cut and bleeding, and he was about to sink into his fingers.

Ning Que stared at the vaguely visible bones in the blood, his cheeks turned pale with severe pain, and even his body began to tremble, but he still didn't mean to let go.

He has always been cruel to himself, especially at the critical juncture of life and death, so he will not let go of the black umbrella before the death of Wanshan Daojian by the lake because he knows that once he let go, he and Moshan Mountain will die. The blood flowing between the broken fingers did not drip to the ground, but flowed along the umbrella bone of the black umbrella to the surface of the umbrella. Suddenly he saw a light in the sea, but unfortunately at this time Liao, he really had no jīng force To find the true appearance of that bright light, I can only stare at the dark umbrella surface, hoping that Dao Chi's thoughts will quickly fail.

Although after the arrow Prince Longqing, he knew very well that he and the temple, especially the Dao Chi had become the enemy of life and death, but his gaze falling on the black umbrella still couldn't stop producing a lot of admiration and admiration.

The master kit written by Master Yan Se personally embodies the epoch-making Yuan Thirteen Arrows of the wisdom and energy of the Houshan of the academy, plus the power of Mo Shanshan, a book admirer who has already realized the magic of the half.

Although it is said that I am admired on the snow cliff to admit the fate, but if it is the power of the ordinary first-time masters of the fate of the predestination and Ning Que ’s hidden dangerous means, I am afraid that I can only die on the spot and face Ning Que and Mo Shanshan also has those hidden and dangerous methods, I am afraid that he will be killed on the spot, but Dao Chi did not die.

Although he was seriously injured by two runes and arrows, the young nv who was crazy about monasticism still did not die. Not only did she not die, she stood indifferently on the thin ice of the lake and was made by the rune of the bound word, but it was awe-inspiring. With the most precious mortal creatures, Ning Que and Mo Shanshan suppressed by Nian Que and Mo Shan Mountain with a stalk of heart!

Ning Que once heard that the Xiling Temple's priests once praised Dao Chi as all things are common, but now it is true that Dao Chi is not only a high state, but also shocked by the perseverance and determination of her perseverance in battle. , Couldn't help thinking: "I can't kill you like this? The passengers must find a way to kill you."

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Although it was n’t the Rune Master ’s own launch ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ so the rune of this bound character on Daming Lake lost some good points, but after all, the bound character is a rune written by Master Yan Se, no matter the power continues Time and intensity are very scary. Even with Dao Yehong's realm ability, there is no way to get rid of it in a short time.

Bai Xuan's shoulder was again shone in Yuan Thirteen Arrows, and the blood beads condensed with blood clung to her upper arm, a little bloody, and the majestic majestic bun had already been luàn, and the strands of black hair had just floated into the air. The bound character was tied to her cheeks, and the black silk was lined with white skin, which was extraordinarily beautiful, but a bit embarrassed.

But Dao Chi had no expression on his face, but looked at the **** umbrella by the lake.

As a pro-discipline disciple of the Confucius, he was so weak and weak. Ren Ningque, the academy, walked the world on behalf of Houshan, and he would definitely let him take some life-saving means. .

What really surprised her and even admired it was Ning Que ’s ability to multiply in combat. This ability refers not to the state or the degree of cào control of the breath of the world, but to his ingenious use of all means of combat. The quasi-choice of the timing of the shot can even be called a certain temperament.