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In the Imperial Court Arena, eight arms are like shadows, falling madly, as if to sink this desert.
The endless roar stunned the creatures around the jade mirror.
"That's FA Xiang!"
"It's so terrible just by the power of Dharma. Who is the woman in red?"
"After Zhao Huan was a saint, he was also a proud man in the ancient city of Zhendong. How could he..."
On the jade mirror, the picture changes, and the clear reflection of Zhao Huan, who is struggling to support himself, is reflected in the sky and the eight armed bombardment.
Each of his swords was like cutting on a mountain falling from the sky. On his arms, Xianyuan lingered and broke again and again.
If the two arms had been broken, they would have been broken.
Even so, he was still bleeding from his seven orifices and suffered great trauma.
Suddenly, Zhao Huan roared, "break it for me!"
He almost exhausted all his strength, and even gathered a wisp of Shengyun into the semi holy soldier.
Boom!
A knife awn, bright to the extreme, from the knife, cut down to the Ming bone heaven.
Taking this opportunity, Zhao Wanxiang retreated from the sky.
The corners of his eyes are full of blood. There are blood drops between his eyebrows, and his eyes are blurred.
A pair of pupils, full of horror, looking at Qin Hongyi.
Qin Hongyi stood with her hand in her hand, holding the bow of the half emperor in her hands behind her.
"You are so weak!"
Qin Hongyi looks at Zhao Huan curiously. Since Qin Xuan has said hello, this person is naturally related to her elder brother Changqing.
However, compared with jin'er's ferocity, the man in front of him was really weak.
Suddenly, Zhao Huan's face became extremely difficult.
In particular, Qin Hongyi's serious appearance made him roar faintly in his throat.
"Weak!" His chest was burning with anger. As a saint, in the ancient town of Zhendong, when all living beings did not look up to him, now he has suffered such humiliation.
Qin Hongyi nodded and said, "it's so weak. Your strength can barely match the Tianjiao of the sixth frontier. No, you may not be able to beat some Tianjiao of the sixth frontier!"
"Why so weak!"
She seems to ask herself, this sentence, is to let Zhao Huan completely crazy.
The pride of heaven in the sixth frontier before ancient times seemed to be everywhere in the mouth of the girl in red.
Even Zhao Huan, since his cultivation, has only seen dozens of former Tianjiao in the third realm of Hunyuan.
He once fought in wars, sometimes defeated and sometimes won. I have to admit that the power of ancient Tianjiao was very strong, but In front of this young girl, it's too easy to say.
No wonder Qin Hongyi followed Qin Xuan all the way, not to mention the ancient Tianjiao in the sixth realm of Hunyuan.
Even if she was a saint, she saw with her own eyes that she had been killed by Qin Xuan. What was the pride of heaven in the sixth frontier of ancient times?
Qin Hongyi was a little disappointed. "Just, you've done your best. I hope the others don't let me down!"
A little lost words, let Zhao Huan anger boiling, but also can't help hoarse voice, "what do you say? You haven't done your best yet! "
"Full strength!" Qin Hongyi picked the corner of her mouth and showed a sweet smile.
"You are so weak. If I try my best again, I will not trample you. You will die!" She was very serious. At the next moment, her eight arms were full of cracks, as if she had broken a cocoon and become a butterfly.
In Qin Hongyi's eyes, the red light was shining, and the dark red Xianyuan gradually entered the broken Dharma phase.
Boom!
With a roar, the whole desert is an earthquake.
under Qin Hongyi, the eight arm life and bone appearance suddenly broke, and a woman replaced it.
This woman, with her face covered with hidden gold, if she is so majestic, is the statue of Dharma. The space around her is distorted.
A pair of indifferent pupils, more like overlooking the world, like a saint, Emperor.
"What
Zhao Huan didn't have time to make a sound. He saw the dark bone and heaven, and slowly stepped forward.
One step, if the desert is torn, a trace will divide the desert into two.
And in this trace, Zhao Huan looked at the woman's FA Xiang, whose forehead was dripping with blood and sweat.
The next moment, the red robed Dharma is a palm fall.
Boom!
Zhao Huan raised his sword to stop him. In a moment, his semi holy army, sword Qi, and Xianyuan were broken into pieces.
In the desert, there was a sudden shock, and a huge handprint, hundreds of feet, appeared under the desert.
Zhao Huan's body, at this moment, blood soaked his clothes, a pair of eyes, is no longer a bit of glory.Qin Hongyi stood on the sky and shook his head slightly.
"You see, with all my strength, you can't even hold a palm!"
He looked down at Zhao Huan, who fell under the palmprint of a hundred feet, with blood spreading and dyed in the yellow sand.
Under him, the FA Xiang woman raised her hand slightly and lifted Zhao Huan's body in her palm.
"Qi Ling, next one!"
Qin Hongyi raised her head and said that her voice was as relaxed as playing.
……
Apart from the imperial court challenge, all living beings were almost dead and silent, without any comment.
They looked at the invincible posture of red clothes in the jade mirror and in the challenge of the imperial court. Almost all of them were stunned.
It's terrible!
In the ancient city of Zhendong, Zhao Huan, who is enough to rank in the forefront, is so vulnerable that he is on the verge of death.
Who is this woman in red!?
After the challenge of the imperial court, there was a light shining on the city list, and the name was easier.
Seventy six, Hunyuan fifth territory, Qin Hongyi three words, yaoyang if eye-catching.
Zhao Huan's name, however, moved down to the 77th place and disappeared on the list.
There are several figures around the imperial court, which have already been here.
Ling feisheng, Tong Qingyu and Jiang BofA stand together, looking at Zhao Huan whose life and death are uncertain.
"She challenged you too!" Tongqingyu stands with a gun, and his eyes are full of danger.
"You and I have been friends since we were young. This girl even challenges us by name. It seems that she did it intentionally!" Jiang BofA chuckled, "but Zhao Huan is too miserable. According to the city list, this woman is the fifth realm of Hunyuan. During this period, did he neglect to cultivate and indulge in the boudoir of a lady in the city?"
"Jiang BofA, you can see the power of this woman. If it's you, how would you like to be?" Ling feisheng asked, eyes full of dignified.
He ranked 63rd. If this girl came intentionally, he would be the next one to fight the girl in red.
Jiang BofA chuckled. In his eyes, a faint light flickered.
"How? Not so much! "
"The first World War is it!"
"Zhao Huan is so frustrated. We'll grow up together. It's reasonable to help him take a breath, isn't it?"
His smile, a little fun, but through light language, Ling feisheng can't help but look at Jiang BofA.
They know Jiang BofA. This guy
Already angry!
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In the Imperial Court Arena, eight arms are like shadows, falling madly, as if to sink this desert.
The endless roar stunned the creatures around the jade mirror.
"That's FA Xiang!"
"It's so terrible just by the power of Dharma. Who is the woman in red?"
"After Zhao Huan was a saint, he was also a proud man in the ancient city of Zhendong. How could he..."
On the jade mirror, the picture changes, and the clear reflection of Zhao Huan, who is struggling to support himself, is reflected in the sky and the eight armed bombardment.
Each of his swords was like cutting on a mountain falling from the sky. On his arms, Xianyuan lingered and broke again and again.
If the two arms had been broken, they would have been broken.
Even so, he was still bleeding from his seven orifices and suffered great trauma.
Suddenly, Zhao Huan roared, "break it for me!"
He almost exhausted all his strength, and even gathered a wisp of Shengyun into the semi holy soldier.
Boom!
A knife awn, bright to the extreme, from the knife, cut down to the Ming bone heaven.
Taking this opportunity, Zhao Wanxiang retreated from the sky.
The corners of his eyes are full of blood. There are blood drops between his eyebrows, and his eyes are blurred.
A pair of pupils, full of horror, looking at Qin Hongyi.
Qin Hongyi stood with her hand in her hand, holding the bow of the half emperor in her hands behind her.
"You are so weak!"
Qin Hongyi looks at Zhao Huan curiously. Since Qin Xuan has said hello, this person is naturally related to her elder brother Changqing.
However, compared with jin'er's ferocity, the man in front of him was really weak.
Suddenly, Zhao Huan's face became extremely difficult.
In particular, Qin Hongyi's serious appearance made him roar faintly in his throat.
"Weak!" His chest was burning with anger. As a saint, in the ancient town of Zhendong, when all living beings did not look up to him, now he has suffered such humiliation.
Qin Hongyi nodded and said, "it's so weak. Your strength can barely match the Tianjiao of the sixth frontier. No, you may not be able to beat some Tianjiao of the sixth frontier!"
"Why so weak!"
She seems to ask herself, this sentence, is to let Zhao Huan completely crazy.
The pride of heaven in the sixth frontier before ancient times seemed to be everywhere in the mouth of the girl in red.
Even Zhao Huan, since his cultivation, has only seen dozens of former Tianjiao in the third realm of Hunyuan.
He once fought in wars, sometimes defeated and sometimes won. I have to admit that the power of ancient Tianjiao was very strong, but In front of this young girl, it's too easy to say.
No wonder Qin Hongyi followed Qin Xuan all the way, not to mention the ancient Tianjiao in the sixth realm of Hunyuan.
Even if she was a saint, she saw with her own eyes that she had been killed by Qin Xuan. What was the pride of heaven in the sixth frontier of ancient times?
Qin Hongyi was a little disappointed. "Just, you've done your best. I hope the others don't let me down!"
A little lost words, let Zhao Huan anger boiling, but also can't help hoarse voice, "what do you say? You haven't done your best yet! "
"Full strength!" Qin Hongyi picked the corner of her mouth and showed a sweet smile.
"You are so weak. If I try my best again, I will not trample you. You will die!" She was very serious. At the next moment, her eight arms were full of cracks, as if she had broken a cocoon and become a butterfly.
In Qin Hongyi's eyes, the red light was shining, and the dark red Xianyuan gradually entered the broken Dharma phase.
Boom!
With a roar, the whole desert is an earthquake.
under Qin Hongyi, the eight arm life and bone appearance suddenly broke, and a woman replaced it.
This woman, with her face covered with hidden gold, if she is so majestic, is the statue of Dharma. The space around her is distorted.
A pair of indifferent pupils, more like overlooking the world, like a saint, Emperor.
"What
Zhao Huan didn't have time to make a sound. He saw the dark bone and heaven, and slowly stepped forward.
One step, if the desert is torn, a trace will divide the desert into two.
And in this trace, Zhao Huan looked at the woman's FA Xiang, whose forehead was dripping with blood and sweat.
The next moment, the red robed Dharma is a palm fall.
Boom!
Zhao Huan raised his sword to stop him. In a moment, his semi holy army, sword Qi, and Xianyuan were broken into pieces.
In the desert, there was a sudden shock, and a huge handprint, hundreds of feet, appeared under the desert.
Zhao Huan's body, at this moment, blood soaked his clothes, a pair of eyes, is no longer a bit of glory.Qin Hongyi stood on the sky and shook his head slightly.
"You see, with all my strength, you can't even hold a palm!"
He looked down at Zhao Huan, who fell under the palmprint of a hundred feet, with blood spreading and dyed in the yellow sand.
Under him, the FA Xiang woman raised her hand slightly and lifted Zhao Huan's body in her palm.
"Qi Ling, next one!"
Qin Hongyi raised her head and said that her voice was as relaxed as playing.
……
Apart from the imperial court challenge, all living beings were almost dead and silent, without any comment.
They looked at the invincible posture of red clothes in the jade mirror and in the challenge of the imperial court. Almost all of them were stunned.
It's terrible!
In the ancient city of Zhendong, Zhao Huan, who is enough to rank in the forefront, is so vulnerable that he is on the verge of death.
Who is this woman in red!?
After the challenge of the imperial court, there was a light shining on the city list, and the name was easier.
Seventy six, Hunyuan fifth territory, Qin Hongyi three words, yaoyang if eye-catching.
Zhao Huan's name, however, moved down to the 77th place and disappeared on the list.
There are several figures around the imperial court, which have already been here.
Ling feisheng, Tong Qingyu and Jiang BofA stand together, looking at Zhao Huan whose life and death are uncertain.
"She challenged you too!" Tongqingyu stands with a gun, and his eyes are full of danger.
"You and I have been friends since we were young. This girl even challenges us by name. It seems that she did it intentionally!" Jiang BofA chuckled, "but Zhao Huan is too miserable. According to the city list, this woman is the fifth realm of Hunyuan. During this period, did he neglect to cultivate and indulge in the boudoir of a lady in the city?"
"Jiang BofA, you can see the power of this woman. If it's you, how would you like to be?" Ling feisheng asked, eyes full of dignified.
He ranked 63rd. If this girl came intentionally, he would be the next one to fight the girl in red.
Jiang BofA chuckled. In his eyes, a faint light flickered.
"How? Not so much! "
"The first World War is it!"
"Zhao Huan is so frustrated. We'll grow up together. It's reasonable to help him take a breath, isn't it?"
His smile, a little fun, but through light language, Ling feisheng can't help but look at Jiang BofA.
They know Jiang BofA. This guy
Already angry!
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In the Imperial Court Arena, eight arms are like shadows, falling madly, as if to sink this desert. The endless roar stunned the creatures around the jade mirror. "That's FA Xiang!" "It's so terrible just by the power of Dharma. Who is the woman in red?" "After Zhao Huan was a saint, he was also a proud man in the ancient city of Zhendong. How could he..." On the jade mirror, the picture changes, and the clear reflection of Zhao Huan, who is struggling to support himself, is reflected in the sky and the eight armed bombardment. Each of his swords was like cutting on a mountain falling from the sky. On his arms, Xianyuan lingered and broke again and again. If the two arms had been broken, they would have been broken. Even so, he was still bleeding from his seven orifices and suffered great trauma. Suddenly, Zhao Huan roared, "break it for me!" He almost exhausted all his strength, and even gathered a wisp of Shengyun into the semi holy soldier. Boom! A knife awn, bright to the extreme, from the knife, cut down to the Ming bone heaven. Taking this opportunity, Zhao Wanxiang retreated from the sky. The corners of his eyes are full of blood. There are blood drops between his eyebrows, and his eyes are blurred. A pair of pupils, full of horror, looking at Qin Hongyi. Qin Hongyi stood with her hand in her hand, holding the bow of the half emperor in her hands behind her. "You are so weak!" Qin Hongyi looks at Zhao Huan curiously. Since Qin Xuan has said hello, this person is naturally related to her elder brother Changqing. However, compared with jin'er's ferocity, the man in front of him was really weak. Suddenly, Zhao Huan's face became extremely difficult. In particular, Qin Hongyi's serious appearance made him roar faintly in his throat. "Weak!" His chest was burning with anger. As a saint, in the ancient town of Zhendong, when all living beings did not look up to him, now he has suffered such humiliation. Qin Hongyi nodded and said, "it's so weak. Your strength can barely match the Tianjiao of the sixth frontier. No, you may not be able to beat some Tianjiao of the sixth frontier!" "Why so weak!" She seems to ask herself, this sentence, is to let Zhao Huan completely crazy. The pride of heaven in the sixth frontier before ancient times seemed to be everywhere in the mouth of the girl in red. Even Zhao Huan, since his cultivation, has only seen dozens of former Tianjiao in the third realm of Hunyuan. He once fought in wars, sometimes defeated and sometimes won. I have to admit that the power of ancient Tianjiao was very strong, but In front of this young girl, it's too easy to say. No wonder Qin Hongyi followed Qin Xuan all the way, not to mention the ancient Tianjiao in the sixth realm of Hunyuan. Even if she was a saint, she saw with her own eyes that she had been killed by Qin Xuan. What was the pride of heaven in the sixth frontier of ancient times? Qin Hongyi was a little disappointed. "Just, you've done your best. I hope the others don't let me down!" A little lost words, let Zhao Huan anger boiling, but also can't help hoarse voice, "what do you say? You haven't done your best yet! " "Full strength!" Qin Hongyi picked the corner of her mouth and showed a sweet smile. "You are so weak. If I try my best again, I will not trample you. You will die!" She was very serious. At the next moment, her eight arms were full of cracks, as if she had broken a cocoon and become a butterfly. In Qin Hongyi's eyes, the red light was shining, and the dark red Xianyuan gradually entered the broken Dharma phase. Boom! With a roar, the whole desert is an earthquake. under Qin Hongyi, the eight arm life and bone appearance suddenly broke, and a woman replaced it. This woman, with her face covered with hidden gold, if she is so majestic, is the statue of Dharma. The space around her is distorted. A pair of indifferent pupils, more like overlooking the world, like a saint, Emperor. "What Zhao Huan didn't have time to make a sound. He saw the dark bone and heaven, and slowly stepped forward. One step, if the desert is torn, a trace will divide the desert into two. And in this trace, Zhao Huan looked at the woman's FA Xiang, whose forehead was dripping with blood and sweat. The next moment, the red robed Dharma is a palm fall. Boom! Zhao Huan raised his sword to stop him. In a moment, his semi holy army, sword Qi, and Xianyuan were broken into pieces. In the desert, there was a sudden shock, and a huge handprint, hundreds of feet, appeared under the desert. Zhao Huan's body, at this moment, blood soaked his clothes, a pair of eyes, is no longer a bit of glory.Qin Hongyi stood on the sky and shook his head slightly. "You see, with all my strength, you can't even hold a palm!" He looked down at Zhao Huan, who fell under the palmprint of a hundred feet, with blood spreading and dyed in the yellow sand. Under him, the FA Xiang woman raised her hand slightly and lifted Zhao Huan's body in her palm. "Qi Ling, next one!" Qin Hongyi raised her head and said that her voice was as relaxed as playing. Apart from the imperial court challenge, all living beings were almost dead and silent, without any comment. They looked at the invincible posture of red clothes in the jade mirror and in the challenge of the imperial court. Almost all of them were stunned. It's terrible! In the ancient city of Zhendong, Zhao Huan, who is enough to rank in the forefront, is so vulnerable that he is on the verge of death. Who is this woman in red!? After the challenge of the imperial court, there was a light shining on the city list, and the name was easier. Seventy six, Hunyuan fifth territory, Qin Hongyi three words, yaoyang if eye-catching. Zhao Huan's name, however, moved down to the 77th place and disappeared on the list. There are several figures around the imperial court, which have already been here. Ling feisheng, Tong Qingyu and Jiang BofA stand together, looking at Zhao Huan whose life and death are uncertain. "She challenged you too!" Tongqingyu stands with a gun, and his eyes are full of danger. "You and I have been friends since we were young. This girl even challenges us by name. It seems that she did it intentionally!" Jiang BofA chuckled, "but Zhao Huan is too miserable. According to the city list, this woman is the fifth realm of Hunyuan. During this period, did he neglect to cultivate and indulge in the boudoir of a lady in the city?" "Jiang BofA, you can see the power of this woman. If it's you, how would you like to be?" Ling feisheng asked, eyes full of dignified. He ranked 63rd. If this girl came intentionally, he would be the next one to fight the girl in red. Jiang BofA chuckled. In his eyes, a faint light flickered. "How? Not so much! " "The first World War is it!" "Zhao Huan is so frustrated. We'll grow up together. It's reasonable to help him take a breath, isn't it?" His smile, a little fun, but through light language, Ling feisheng can't help but look at Jiang BofA. They know Jiang BofA. This guy Already angry! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
