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When the man in his thirties hesitated with the handsome man, the change suddenly occurred.

The originally calm green fog and the red light that covered Zhang Xiaojian suddenly rolled, and the sound of crying and Howling came from the inside. Not only that, but also the roaring thunder came from inside. The green fog which was just powerful just now suddenly broke up, and the red light was pushed away.

Subsequently, the sword awn that two colors interweave suddenly appeared, unexpectedly forced the red light of blood demon gourd to step back.

The red magic shadow in the green fog was hit by the thick thunder arc. After howling, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

What's more pitiful is that the centipede flying out of the three-step hairpin of a woman has a fierce and unusual appearance. At this time, it has been divided into dozens of pieces. The smell of disgusting smell spreads from the air, making people feel sick.

Men and women are very ugly because of the magic weapon connected with their hearts and minds. Although they don't vomit blood, their faces are pale and have no blood color.

"Elder martial sister, use the master's treasure quickly." Men's hands are constantly shining, but the mouth is anxious to urge women to take out what powerful things.

Zhang Xiaojian got rid of two places. Her whole body was covered with a layer of golden light. Two golden dragons hovered around her body. Bursts of thunder came out from nearby and roared.

The originally clear sky suddenly turned into dark clouds, forming a huge whirlpool on his head. The aura around him gathered rapidly in this direction. The powerful spiritual pressure made everyone shiver.

The green cloud sword is still shaking with the red light inside the blood demon gourd. The thunder arc keeps striking out, and the red light is slowly dissipating.

Zhang Xiaojian's chest as like as two peas, eight red ones with the same length, they were not long, but only a little bit of a long sword.

"Zhenyuan sword." The woman saw the eight red swords on Zhang Xiaojian's chest, and her face became more ugly.

The man around the woman is still struggling to support, but his face is more and more dignified. Obviously, it will not last long.

"Elder martial sister, please hurry up. If you are slow, none of us can leave today." The man's voice is anxious, desperately urge the woman, don't know what powerful magic weapon has not been taken out.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the two people on the opposite side and said with a cold smile, I can still wait for you to take out any magic weapon, go to die.

Mind moving place, eight red light soared into the sky, like brilliant clouds, people can't open their eyes.

Eight mouth Zhenyuan sword with amazing momentum, with the sound of thunder, with countless thunder arcs, like a woman shrouded in the past.

At this time, a woman's hand out of a pocket can not see what material.

When the bag was just taken out, it was shriveled and shriveled. With the woman's voice urging her, she even became bulging. The cold in the pocket came out. It was as if there were countless evil spirits howling in it.

When the man saw the ordinary bag thrown out, a smile appeared on his face. Who knows, the smile just showed suddenly froze, because the blood demon gourd suddenly burst out, a red light like a wild horse breaking free from the reins.

Who knows, Qingyun sword has turned into innumerable swords at this time. With a faint thunder arc, the red light is wrapped in it. After a burst of roaring sound, the red light disappears. A mouthful of blood gushes out of the man. His body shakes twice, turns around and runs. In an instant, it turns into a hiding light and disappears. Before leaving, he calls out: "elder martial sister, go quickly."

The woman's Dharma was not completely unfolded. The three-step hairpin, which was entangled with Zhenyuan sword, was cut into countless pieces by Zhenyuan sword, and fell down one after another. The woman's body shook for a moment, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

At this time, the original bulging cloth bag was restored to its original appearance, but the eight mouth Zhenyuan sword had been cut like a woman.

It's too late for a woman to urge any baby. She screams and looks pale.

In this extremely critical time, a figure suddenly came to the woman in front of her mouth and called: "elder martial sister, go quickly."

The woman followed the voice and saw that she was actually the youngest younger martial brother. At this time, a small blue shield was in front of her body and collided with Zhenyuan sword. The light was lost in an instant.

Women know that if they do not take advantage of this opportunity to escape, not only their lives are not guaranteed, but also the blood soul bag in their hands will fall into Zhang Xiaojian's hands.

Think of here, a bite of teeth, the body a flash into a escape light disappeared.

At this time, the second attack of Zhenyuan sword has arrived. The small blue shield on the young man's hand is instantly pierced. The young man is also pierced eight holes by Zhenyuan sword and falls from the air.

In the distance, the woman who was running away heard the younger martial brother scream all his life. Her face turned white, and she felt a burst of pain in her heart. She gnashed her teeth and said, "younger martial brother, you wait, I will surely avenge you."

In the distance, the man with a long knife and Zhang Xiaole, the desperate man, also saw everything in Zhang Xiaojian's side. He was stunned. After cutting out a few knives quickly, he forced his brother and sister back, and then disappeared from the original place.Zhang Xiaole was about to go after her when she heard someone calling her.

"Forget it. I'll talk about it later." It was Zhang Xiaojian who spoke. The voice is soft.

Zhang Xiaojian returned to her original appearance with a smile on her lips.

"Brother, you're too good. What are you? How are you different from ours?" Zhang Xiaofan ran over at this time and asked Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian smiles and pats her brother's head without speaking.

This war, from the morning to the evening, is already full of red clouds.

The common people in Dongjiang city have opened their horizons. Those who are bold enough to watch with binoculars lie in the building, and those who are timid are also watching through the media.

When Zhang Xiaojian was fighting, there had been a lot of media shooting all the way. The whole process was recorded and sent to the Internet at the first time, as if a drop of water was thrown into the boiling oil pan and exploded in an instant.

"Are you ok?" This is the first sentence Tang Yan saw Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian smiles and waves her hand.

"Tang Jie is arrested." Tang Yan nods.

Zhang Xiaojian long out of breath, because this is related to the affairs of secretary Zhao, can not be careless.

The God of death rises. Duan Tianpeng pursues his sister and dies. Everything is over. Zhang Xiaojian feels very relaxed.

"Zhang Xiaojian, my father will give you the wine flying skill today." According to the sound, it was Mr. Zhou. I don't know when he came.