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"Damn it, what power is this..."
"How could there be forbidden cards It's a force we can't help... "
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
"Holy armor!"
Bishop Iskandar was full of horror, and did not believe it was true. In a hurry and panic, he could only offer the strongest armor guard.
As a class 10 professional, it is equivalent to the general existence of the emperor.
It's a pity that we haven't fought head-on for a long time.
In the face of the ancient wasteland, the power and swordsmanship are totally unheard of and unseen.
There is also the power of forbidding card sealing, which is totally unexpected.
Ban cards, can suppress almost all known forces.
Except for his power, it never appeared.
There is no shortage of green clothes!
It's absolutely the method he just created. Only this can explain why he can't feel a magic wave.
"Death a!"
"The shield of darkness!"
"Iskandar, don't panic, I don't believe his strength will last."
"As long as we make it through, it will be his death."
"Lord Luo, don't hide any treasures. Hurry to sacrifice and kill him."
President pork waved a armor gathered by death magic, and a huge dark shield, wrapped himself tightly. Facing the power of the ancient wasteland, he was really unheard of, never seen, and felt fear from the soul.
He practices Death Magic all the year round, and his perception of death is sharper than anyone else.
It will be dead.
"There is no shortage. Why not die? Why resist?"
"Isn't it good to die honestly?"
"You have to fight. You are doomed to die!"
"Blade of fate!"
Luo's eyes were red and incomparably. Looking at the light of the ancient wasteland, he also felt deeply unwilling and scared. He simply bit his teeth and directly sacrificed a strange and incomparable weapon.
Like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, each side has its own edge, full of endless cold will.
The silver runes are interwoven in the sky, and the blade of fate turns into a silver light. In a moment, it goes towards the ancient wasteland's skull, smashing countless sword lights all the way.
"Fate!"
"It's a joke!"
"Broken!"
In the face of the piercing of the blade of fate, the old devil gave a sharp sneer, and countless golden sword lights were overlapped layer by layer. There were 999 sword lights fused into a golden giant sword, which was suppressed with extreme rolling.
The sky is falling apart and the void is roaring, just like the collapse of the world.
The silver destiny blade collides with the gold lightsaber in the void, the rune breaks, the silver is dim, and the destiny blade inch cracks.
"Click!"
A clear and incomparable voice resounds through the void. The blade of fate is broken into seven sections and falls to the ground one by one, just like a piece of scrap iron, which has no effect at all.
"Poof!"
"No Blade of fate You broke the blade of fate... "
"Devil, you are a devil."
"Like your teacher, you are the devil who disobeys fate."
Luo shisan's figure regressed, blood gushed, hair was distributed, eyes were full of fear and panic, looking at the ancient wasteland was like looking at the devil.
What power is it.
Unexpectedly, it broke the Imperial Army, which contains the power of fate.
Although it's just inferior soldiers!
But also life training, refining countless years of time, with this unknown power to break the emperor's soldiers.
They are two rebels!
"The royal family of Luo will be removed from the list in Kyushu, starting with you today."
"Kill!"
The wild old devil is as fierce as the world's great devil. He recovers from the deep sleep of the endless abyss. The light of the sword sweeps through the sky and strangles him, just like the wind and waves.
In Luo shisan's astonished eyes, his head and body were dismembered, the blood was flying all over the sky, the soul light escaped, shivering, but the next moment was also strangled by the sword light.
The true spirit is broken, and the mark of life is broken.
Even the chance of reincarnation has disappeared.
"Master, you are mighty!"
"Waste boss, kill them all."
"Don't keep one, brother."
"Young man, I'll kill them all."
The old lion king Jinshan, Jin Yuanbao, the wind is clear, and Huang Long, even the vice president of Ott, is very excited. One by one, they shout loudly and turn the tide.
I didn't expect that I could ignore the forbidden cards and still have the terrible power like a warrior.
Killing the emperor is like killing a dog.
What a terrible and powerful force it is.
This is the real strength of the green clothes from the cultivation side and the magic side, but it is rare under the previous sky robbery.
"Wushen!"
The beautiful eyes of the dream city are full of joy and horror. Looking at the performance of your husband, you can only be called Wushen.
It's not magic, it's not war skill, it's not art, it's pure martial art.
It's not Wushen, what is it?
But it can bear the name of Wushen.
This is not the combination of the cultivation side and the magic side, but another method that never appeared.
Is it the way of extreme martial arts created by my husband.
"Wushen!"
"There is no shortage. You dare to call yourself God. What are you to be our king?"
"Do you really think you won?"
"Your Excellency is coming, and you will surely die."
Bishop iskadar was so shocked that he would not be killed. Unfortunately, today he has lost his count. He has little knowledge of him. For a long time, the era of disaster has never appeared again.
My Lord is coming. Just hold him back
Adults will help each other.
"Do you say the four winged bird man, my lord?"
"What a pity! He can't come any more. "
"It's time to take you on the road."
"From now on, wherever I go, the ruling hall and Assassin's Association will be removed."
"Cut!"
The golden cave with ninety-nine Zhang long sleeves reflects hundreds of millions of bright golden lights. The endless and horrible sword light erupts from it, just like a torrent.
In a hundred miles around, the sword light is diffuse. Whether it's in the sky or in the ground, it's all crisscross sword light.
Blood, broken limbs, screams and howls constitute a hymn of death.
Ten breaths!
It's only ten breaths.
The earth, the sky, except for the ancient wasteland, there is no one alive, except for the bloodstain, there is no complete bone.
Three thousand convicted knights, six adjudicators, five hundred members of Assassin's Association, as well as the vice president of pork, bishop Iskandar, and Lord Luo XIII all died.
The scene is dead, the ground is bloody, and the air is filled with strong bloody air.
"Master, you are mighty!"
"I dare to ask you what's the way..."
The old lion roared up to the sky. The whole man was full of surprises. He couldn't help asking what the ancient famine method was?
"Jinshan, are you old and confused?"
"What's the status of the young master? Do these scum have anything to do with the young master? It's clear that we killed them together."
Huang Long has lived for countless years. He is a man of talent. Obviously, the young master doesn't want to expose this power. If it's not for forbidding cards, it's impossible to exert it.
Whether it's the work or the pot, they have to count it on their heads.
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"Damn it, what power is this..."
"How could there be forbidden cards It's a force we can't help... "
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
"Holy armor!"
Bishop Iskandar was full of horror, and did not believe it was true. In a hurry and panic, he could only offer the strongest armor guard.
As a class 10 professional, it is equivalent to the general existence of the emperor.
It's a pity that we haven't fought head-on for a long time.
In the face of the ancient wasteland, the power and swordsmanship are totally unheard of and unseen.
There is also the power of forbidding card sealing, which is totally unexpected.
Ban cards, can suppress almost all known forces.
Except for his power, it never appeared.
There is no shortage of green clothes!
It's absolutely the method he just created. Only this can explain why he can't feel a magic wave.
"Death a!"
"The shield of darkness!"
"Iskandar, don't panic, I don't believe his strength will last."
"As long as we make it through, it will be his death."
"Lord Luo, don't hide any treasures. Hurry to sacrifice and kill him."
President pork waved a armor gathered by death magic, and a huge dark shield, wrapped himself tightly. Facing the power of the ancient wasteland, he was really unheard of, never seen, and felt fear from the soul.
He practices Death Magic all the year round, and his perception of death is sharper than anyone else.
It will be dead.
"There is no shortage. Why not die? Why resist?"
"Isn't it good to die honestly?"
"You have to fight. You are doomed to die!"
"Blade of fate!"
Luo's eyes were red and incomparably. Looking at the light of the ancient wasteland, he also felt deeply unwilling and scared. He simply bit his teeth and directly sacrificed a strange and incomparable weapon.
Like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, each side has its own edge, full of endless cold will.
The silver runes are interwoven in the sky, and the blade of fate turns into a silver light. In a moment, it goes towards the ancient wasteland's skull, smashing countless sword lights all the way.
"Fate!"
"It's a joke!"
"Broken!"
In the face of the piercing of the blade of fate, the old devil gave a sharp sneer, and countless golden sword lights were overlapped layer by layer. There were 999 sword lights fused into a golden giant sword, which was suppressed with extreme rolling.
The sky is falling apart and the void is roaring, just like the collapse of the world.
The silver destiny blade collides with the gold lightsaber in the void, the rune breaks, the silver is dim, and the destiny blade inch cracks.
"Click!"
A clear and incomparable voice resounds through the void. The blade of fate is broken into seven sections and falls to the ground one by one, just like a piece of scrap iron, which has no effect at all.
"Poof!"
"No Blade of fate You broke the blade of fate... "
"Devil, you are a devil."
"Like your teacher, you are the devil who disobeys fate."
Luo shisan's figure regressed, blood gushed, hair was distributed, eyes were full of fear and panic, looking at the ancient wasteland was like looking at the devil.
What power is it.
Unexpectedly, it broke the Imperial Army, which contains the power of fate.
Although it's just inferior soldiers!
But also life training, refining countless years of time, with this unknown power to break the emperor's soldiers.
They are two rebels!
"The royal family of Luo will be removed from the list in Kyushu, starting with you today."
"Kill!"
The wild old devil is as fierce as the world's great devil. He recovers from the deep sleep of the endless abyss. The light of the sword sweeps through the sky and strangles him, just like the wind and waves.
In Luo shisan's astonished eyes, his head and body were dismembered, the blood was flying all over the sky, the soul light escaped, shivering, but the next moment was also strangled by the sword light.
The true spirit is broken, and the mark of life is broken.
Even the chance of reincarnation has disappeared.
"Master, you are mighty!"
"Waste boss, kill them all."
"Don't keep one, brother."
"Young man, I'll kill them all."
The old lion king Jinshan, Jin Yuanbao, the wind is clear, and Huang Long, even the vice president of Ott, is very excited. One by one, they shout loudly and turn the tide.
I didn't expect that I could ignore the forbidden cards and still have the terrible power like a warrior.
Killing the emperor is like killing a dog.
What a terrible and powerful force it is.
This is the real strength of the green clothes from the cultivation side and the magic side, but it is rare under the previous sky robbery.
"Wushen!"
The beautiful eyes of the dream city are full of joy and horror. Looking at the performance of your husband, you can only be called Wushen.
It's not magic, it's not war skill, it's not art, it's pure martial art.
It's not Wushen, what is it?
But it can bear the name of Wushen.
This is not the combination of the cultivation side and the magic side, but another method that never appeared.
Is it the way of extreme martial arts created by my husband.
"Wushen!"
"There is no shortage. You dare to call yourself God. What are you to be our king?"
"Do you really think you won?"
"Your Excellency is coming, and you will surely die."
Bishop iskadar was so shocked that he would not be killed. Unfortunately, today he has lost his count. He has little knowledge of him. For a long time, the era of disaster has never appeared again.
My Lord is coming. Just hold him back
Adults will help each other.
"Do you say the four winged bird man, my lord?"
"What a pity! He can't come any more. "
"It's time to take you on the road."
"From now on, wherever I go, the ruling hall and Assassin's Association will be removed."
"Cut!"
The golden cave with ninety-nine Zhang long sleeves reflects hundreds of millions of bright golden lights. The endless and horrible sword light erupts from it, just like a torrent.
In a hundred miles around, the sword light is diffuse. Whether it's in the sky or in the ground, it's all crisscross sword light.
Blood, broken limbs, screams and howls constitute a hymn of death.
Ten breaths!
It's only ten breaths.
The earth, the sky, except for the ancient wasteland, there is no one alive, except for the bloodstain, there is no complete bone.
Three thousand convicted knights, six adjudicators, five hundred members of Assassin's Association, as well as the vice president of pork, bishop Iskandar, and Lord Luo XIII all died.
The scene is dead, the ground is bloody, and the air is filled with strong bloody air.
"Master, you are mighty!"
"I dare to ask you what's the way..."
The old lion roared up to the sky. The whole man was full of surprises. He couldn't help asking what the ancient famine method was?
"Jinshan, are you old and confused?"
"What's the status of the young master? Do these scum have anything to do with the young master? It's clear that we killed them together."
Huang Long has lived for countless years. He is a man of talent. Obviously, the young master doesn't want to expose this power. If it's not for forbidding cards, it's impossible to exert it.
Whether it's the work or the pot, they have to count it on their heads.
"Damn it, what power is this..." "How could there be forbidden cards It's a force we can't help... " "I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" "Holy armor!" Bishop Iskandar was full of horror, and did not believe it was true. In a hurry and panic, he could only offer the strongest armor guard. As a class 10 professional, it is equivalent to the general existence of the emperor. It's a pity that we haven't fought head-on for a long time. In the face of the ancient wasteland, the power and swordsmanship are totally unheard of and unseen. There is also the power of forbidding card sealing, which is totally unexpected. Ban cards, can suppress almost all known forces. Except for his power, it never appeared. There is no shortage of green clothes! It's absolutely the method he just created. Only this can explain why he can't feel a magic wave. "Death a!" "The shield of darkness!" "Iskandar, don't panic, I don't believe his strength will last." "As long as we make it through, it will be his death." "Lord Luo, don't hide any treasures. Hurry to sacrifice and kill him." President pork waved a armor gathered by death magic, and a huge dark shield, wrapped himself tightly. Facing the power of the ancient wasteland, he was really unheard of, never seen, and felt fear from the soul. He practices Death Magic all the year round, and his perception of death is sharper than anyone else. It will be dead. "There is no shortage. Why not die? Why resist?" "Isn't it good to die honestly?" "You have to fight. You are doomed to die!" "Blade of fate!" Luo's eyes were red and incomparably. Looking at the light of the ancient wasteland, he also felt deeply unwilling and scared. He simply bit his teeth and directly sacrificed a strange and incomparable weapon. Like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, each side has its own edge, full of endless cold will. The silver runes are interwoven in the sky, and the blade of fate turns into a silver light. In a moment, it goes towards the ancient wasteland's skull, smashing countless sword lights all the way. "Fate!" "It's a joke!" "Broken!" In the face of the piercing of the blade of fate, the old devil gave a sharp sneer, and countless golden sword lights were overlapped layer by layer. There were 999 sword lights fused into a golden giant sword, which was suppressed with extreme rolling. The sky is falling apart and the void is roaring, just like the collapse of the world. The silver destiny blade collides with the gold lightsaber in the void, the rune breaks, the silver is dim, and the destiny blade inch cracks. "Click!" A clear and incomparable voice resounds through the void. The blade of fate is broken into seven sections and falls to the ground one by one, just like a piece of scrap iron, which has no effect at all. "Poof!" "No Blade of fate You broke the blade of fate... " "Devil, you are a devil." "Like your teacher, you are the devil who disobeys fate." Luo shisan's figure regressed, blood gushed, hair was distributed, eyes were full of fear and panic, looking at the ancient wasteland was like looking at the devil. What power is it. Unexpectedly, it broke the Imperial Army, which contains the power of fate. Although it's just inferior soldiers! But also life training, refining countless years of time, with this unknown power to break the emperor's soldiers. They are two rebels! "The royal family of Luo will be removed from the list in Kyushu, starting with you today." "Kill!" The wild old devil is as fierce as the world's great devil. He recovers from the deep sleep of the endless abyss. The light of the sword sweeps through the sky and strangles him, just like the wind and waves. In Luo shisan's astonished eyes, his head and body were dismembered, the blood was flying all over the sky, the soul light escaped, shivering, but the next moment was also strangled by the sword light. The true spirit is broken, and the mark of life is broken. Even the chance of reincarnation has disappeared. "Master, you are mighty!" "Waste boss, kill them all." "Don't keep one, brother." "Young man, I'll kill them all." The old lion king Jinshan, Jin Yuanbao, the wind is clear, and Huang Long, even the vice president of Ott, is very excited. One by one, they shout loudly and turn the tide. I didn't expect that I could ignore the forbidden cards and still have the terrible power like a warrior. Killing the emperor is like killing a dog. What a terrible and powerful force it is. This is the real strength of the green clothes from the cultivation side and the magic side, but it is rare under the previous sky robbery. "Wushen!" The beautiful eyes of the dream city are full of joy and horror. Looking at the performance of your husband, you can only be called Wushen. It's not magic, it's not war skill, it's not art, it's pure martial art. It's not Wushen, what is it? But it can bear the name of Wushen. This is not the combination of the cultivation side and the magic side, but another method that never appeared. Is it the way of extreme martial arts created by my husband. "Wushen!" "There is no shortage. You dare to call yourself God. What are you to be our king?" "Do you really think you won?" "Your Excellency is coming, and you will surely die." Bishop iskadar was so shocked that he would not be killed. Unfortunately, today he has lost his count. He has little knowledge of him. For a long time, the era of disaster has never appeared again. My Lord is coming. Just hold him back Adults will help each other. "Do you say the four winged bird man, my lord?" "What a pity! He can't come any more. " "It's time to take you on the road." "From now on, wherever I go, the ruling hall and Assassin's Association will be removed." "Cut!" The golden cave with ninety-nine Zhang long sleeves reflects hundreds of millions of bright golden lights. The endless and horrible sword light erupts from it, just like a torrent. In a hundred miles around, the sword light is diffuse. Whether it's in the sky or in the ground, it's all crisscross sword light. Blood, broken limbs, screams and howls constitute a hymn of death. Ten breaths! It's only ten breaths. The earth, the sky, except for the ancient wasteland, there is no one alive, except for the bloodstain, there is no complete bone. Three thousand convicted knights, six adjudicators, five hundred members of Assassin's Association, as well as the vice president of pork, bishop Iskandar, and Lord Luo XIII all died. The scene is dead, the ground is bloody, and the air is filled with strong bloody air. "Master, you are mighty!" "I dare to ask you what's the way..." The old lion roared up to the sky. The whole man was full of surprises. He couldn't help asking what the ancient famine method was? "Jinshan, are you old and confused?" "What's the status of the young master? Do these scum have anything to do with the young master? It's clear that we killed them together." Huang Long has lived for countless years. He is a man of talent. Obviously, the young master doesn't want to expose this power. If it's not for forbidding cards, it's impossible to exert it. Whether it's the work or the pot, they have to count it on their heads.
