Chapter 1672

"hum! I think you are the south palace army.

The TAIA sword sect doesn't like it. If we kill it directly, why should we do some villain behavior? "

Li Yixiao tried to calm down, and his hands were sweating.

"Ha ha! So what, not so much.

You're all going to die soon.

Oh, by the way, don't kowtow to me with crying.

It's no use. I don't accept surrender. "

The tone of Qiuye's speech is as lazy as on her own Kang.

Obviously, the TAIA sword sect is too weak to be in his eyes.

"What? What to do? "

Lu Zhi behind can be said to be urgent, almost spontaneous combustion.

Li Yixiao is also thinking about everything.

But I haven't thought of a way for so many days. What can I think of now?

Master, come back quickly.

We will not be able to defend your hard work!

"That Who will take down Li Yixiao. "

When Li Yixiao and others are thinking hard, Qiuye holds a glass of wine and looks around at a group of covetous men.

"I'll go!"

"I wish to go!"

"Shen San, please

“……”

At one time, no less than a dozen people asked for orders to fight.

"Ha ha! You... "

The elder Qiuye drank up the wine and lit them with his glass.

His group of subordinates, see good bully are flocking to.

It's like a wolf meeting a sheep.

If you encounter a bone that is difficult to chew, you will shrink back and no one will ask for war.

"Shen San, go ahead. It's still early. It seems that we haven't done much to stop the troops so soon.

Do you understand? "

Qiuye put down his glass, leaned back and narrowed his eyes.

He disdained to see such fighting scenes.

Shen San, the highest cultivation in Xingjing.

He is short in stature, good at using double swords, intelligent and cunning.

"Shen San knows! Please rest assured

Shen San embraces his fist and turns to Li Yixiao. 315 Chinese website www.315zww.com

There was a bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

Cang clang

Before he walked past, the double swords on his waist made bursts of sound.

Li Yixiao concentrates on summoning the flying sword behind.

The man was full of murderous air with strong blood.

It is obviously accumulated by killing people on the battlefield all the year round.

"Kill!"

All of a sudden, there was a burst of laughter, which scared the people of tai'a sword sect.

Li Yixiao is no exception.

In the moment when he was distracted, a cold light came.

That's Shen San's left hand sword.

Ding!

The swords and swords collided and struck a spark.

Li Yixiao's flying sword blocked the Throwing Knife in time.

He is not afraid of Shen San. Their accomplishments are equal, and the winner or loser is unknown.

The man sitting in the chariot, though he did not send out any fierce murderous spirit.

But he knew that the man was definitely a great man from the holy land.

Because he only looked at each other, he felt small.

Even stronger than seeing the leader.

Oh! I don't want so much. I'd better concentrate on the war.

Li Yixiao knows that the other party is teasing them.

But they can't help it. The strength is not allowed.

After more than ten rounds, Shen San was a little anxious.

The deputy leader of a small sword sect can't take it. How can he have the face to explain to the elder Qiuye.

Although it is not in a hurry to kill each other, but at least we have to fight half to death.

He took a deep breath.

"Ten thousand swords at once!"

I saw two swords one in front of the other, sent out bursts of fierce roar to kill Li Yi smile.

At the same time, there are countless shadows of knives in the process of moving.

"Hum! In the same realm, no one can stop me

Shen San controls the double swords with a proud look on his face.

"You have ten thousand swords, I only need one sword!

Supernatural powers - flying immortals out of the sky! "

Li Yixiao raises two fingers and a little flying sword!