MTL - Legend of the Asura-v10 Chapter 709 One foot
The wind gaze turned to the biting "giggle" of the North Ming Chongyun, slowly said: "Remember how you humiliated me in the past? Oh... I always feel that I am tall, see who is low Are you waiting? But in fact, you have always been a reptile that can be pinched at any time in my eyes. When I stepped on the world in front of me, I felt that my feet were a bit dirty... well, look at the butterfly. I don't care about your crawler on the face of the child. After all, she is unfortunately the same bloodline as you... Oh? What's the matter with your teeth? How tight is the bite? If so, I will send it How can you help me loosely?"
He slammed his right hand, and the sly fan slammed into the face of the North, let him fly out in a miserable voice, knocked over a chair and lay down on the ground.
"Yuner!" Beitangtang sighed and hurriedly rushed to the front of Beiming Chongyun to lift him up. The North Ming Chongyun coughed heavily on the ground, spit out the blood and teeth of the ground, his hands licking his cheeks, and the screams shattered. The slap in the palm of the hand was extremely heavy, and he used the power of chaos to shake all his teeth, and none of them remained. Those who have not experienced the pain are unimaginable.
"Yun, you... are you okay?"
The wind slammed slowly, looking down at the North Ming Chongyun, who was still screaming with interest, and sneered: "The only son of the North Ming Dynasty is really alive, so the pain of the flesh can't stand it. Think about what a big cone of pain that Butterfly had endured!!"
Beitangtang did not dare to refute, only hope that this slap in the face can make his anger exhausted. He pleaded: "We are sorry for the butterfly, and should not offend the dragon family. We already know it is wrong. Please exalt your hands..."
The wind waved and said coldly: "This is the place where the butterfly was born. After all, I want to tear you up, but I can’t make it too big. Then, hand over your house’s shadow sword, everything will go. So far."
Beiqiantang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly yelled at Bei Ming’s knife: “Crazy knife, go and take the Qingying sword in the box under my bed, fast!”
"Wait!" The wind broke him, pointing to the North Ming Chongyun cold channel: "Let him take it."
There was no more teeth in the mouth of the North Ming Chongyun. At this time, he finally stopped screaming. After hearing the words of the wind, he rushed out of the hall with a black-black face. Although he has not looked at the wind, but the wind knows that his gaze must be extremely vicious, sneer at the corner of his mouth. After all, he is still a young man with a **** temperament. He can't bear the North Hall. He can't. Just like Longwei can be as calm as a mountain, such as the wind can not be.
Soon, Bei Ming Chongyun held a sword in his hands and bowed his head. The sword is very long and thin, and the blade is light and cyan. When it is not close to the wind, it feels a light and elegant interest. It is immediately determined that it is the shadow of the sword of the top ten soldiers in China.
"This Qingying sword is said to be Li Qingzhao's personal love sword. Because she listened to her poetry and poetry all the year round. This sword belonged to the Nalan family, but my deceased wife likes to dance with the sword, so I It took a huge price to get this sword... After my wife passed away, this sword became my most precious collection. Every time I saw it, it seemed to see my wife... but since the dragon family is interested, I Natural hands are offered." Looking at the sword, the eyes of Beitangtang flashed the color of remembrance and deplore, but they were quickly erased by him.
For the North Mage, he can't refuse. Because any of the young people's identities have the ability to destroy their northern family.
The wind slammed slightly and reached out to the north. "Get it."
Bei Ming Chongyun lowered his head and put the sword on his head. When the blade was about to touch the palm of his hand, his eyes flashed a glimpse of his eyes, his hands tightened, and the thorns of the hilt were grasped by one hand.
This scene caused the heart of Beitangtang to fall into the bottom of the valley for a moment, and the wind stunned in the eyes, and the right hand stretched out like a phantom, pinching the sword with two fingers, and then it was difficult to enter. The hand trembled again, and the blade swayed violently, shattering the tiger's mouth of the North Ming Chongyun, and the hilt was removed. The wind smashed the Qingying sword and kicked it to the north.
A pig-like scream of screaming, the North Ming rushed out of the sky, and the heavy screaming on the sorrowful knives, stunned him directly. Bei Ming Chongyun cried with his hands in his lower body, as if to endure the greatest pain in the world.
The North Hall is like an ice cave, shouting and shouting "Cloud!!" He just had to rush forward, but he was hooked by the wind and expressionlessly, and fell straight to the ground.
"You North Mystery really made me see a lot of sincerity. Oh... I wanted to let you go, now I change my mind. Give you three choices: The first choice: the whole North meditation The second is to inherit the north meditation to the butterfly child, anyway, your son has also been abolished. The third... "The wind is a tone of voice, the yin said: "You can resist, but the back of the resistance may It will be a bit serious, so serious that you can't afford it. To be honest, I am happy to ruin this North meditation that has been passed down for hundreds of years and you want to revitalize it."
He turned coldly and left the North House with a cold smile. Although he would not kill the North Ming Chongyun because of the relationship between the North Ming and the Butterfly, he never thought he would be better. Interrupted all his teeth only at the beginning, he expected his next move from the time he asked him to clear the shadow sword. If he can bear it because he has suffered such a shame, he is not a North.
The one that sees the power of chaos destroys his lower body, even if it is the most brilliant medical skill in the world, don't think of turning him back to a real man.
The Northern meditation was completely eliminated in this generation. The wind is convinced that if Beitangtang is not stupid enough to some kind of realm, one day he will inherit the entire northern meditation to the northern meditation butterfly.
After leaving the North Nether, the wind did not go back immediately, but came to the Xuanyuan family. The position he dropped this time is the same as when he first came to Xuanyuan. At the time of landing, he had already removed the whole body black clothes, replaced them with ordinary attire, and then took out the Xuanyuan with a bang.
"Call your homeowner." The wind said to a nearest guard.
Looking at the sword in the hands of the wind, his body was fierce and stiff, and he sighed with respect and respect, then ran to the two homeowners at the fastest speed.
A few minutes later, the wind was sitting in the largest hall of the Xuanyuan family. He was sitting opposite Xuanyuan Xiongtian and Xuanyuan Xiongba. Next to it was the Xuanyuan horror, the Xuanyuan Jingyun and the Xuanyuan thunder that were called out from the game.
The Xuanyuan Holy Lord had only seen one side, and that time he was still a black scarf, this time he saw his true face. Just compared to the last time, Xuanyuan’s two homeowners were more awe of him, and at the same time, they were more gratified and appreciated.
"I didn't expect that the Holy Lord, your old man... cough, the Lord's Lord, you are not only to save the hero of China, Shura, but also the son of the Dragon Family, and even the Eastern Blood Emperor who can be defeated by the four gods... Now you can see the truth. Yan, feet and peace of life." Xuanyuan Xiongtian said with amazement. No matter his ability, power, momentum, and appearance, he is absolutely beyond his ability. It is no wonder that he can be recognized by Xuanyuan.
Xuanyuan Xiongba also quickly echoed: "Big brother said that it is what I think in my heart. The Lord is the real dragon among the people. I am willing to swear to follow the Lord's Lord for the rest of my life."
"Now, the Eastern family and the Nangong family have already shown us to Xuanyuan, and all of this depends on the power of the Lord's Lord. I believe that there are saints and adults, and our Xuanyuan family will once again reach the peak of the past."
Looking at the usual serious and rigid father and two uncles one by one, the Xuanyuan horror and Xuanyuan shocked and tried to hold back.
The wind swayed and said: "The two homeowners don't have to be so polite. I came here just to take away one person..."
"Treading step..." The brisk and rushing footsteps sounded, and a small blue shadow appeared in the doorway of the hall, and there was a woman with a white gauze in her hand and an extraordinary appearance. Xuanyuan blue saw the wind at first sight, loosened his sister's hand, cheered and rushed to him, then plunged into his arms, like a little rabbit, the arch of the arch, the two Xuanyuan homes The homeowner is frustrated and inexplicable.
"Great, great, great! Your big bad guy finally followed our original agreement to pick up the blue... Hey, I am so happy!!" Xuanyuan’s blue and sly arms are happy again. He jumped and jumped, and he couldn’t wait to drag him away. That time, once again in the popular hall, Xuanyuan saw his face in blue, and also used tears to force him to make a promise. Now she finally waited for this day.
The wind and the wind rushed to secure this little ancestor, and then insisted on calmly saying: "I came here just want to take the blue to live with me for a while, this is what I promised in the blue."
What makes the wind unintelligible is that when he finished speaking, the hall suddenly became quiet.
"You want to... take away the blue?" Xuanyuan Xiong Tianyan said with a big eye. Under the excitement, he directly called it "you" instead of the Lord, and even the people were excited to stand up involuntarily from the seat.
Xuanyuan Xiongba also excitedly stood up from the seat, eyes straight and looked at the wind. Not only the two of them, Xuanyuan horror, Xuanyuan Jingyun, Xuanyuan thunder and thunder all showed a dull face.
"Cough cough..." The fake cough of the wind blew: "I know this request may be a bit too much..."
"No, no, no! Not too much, not too much!" After listening to the words of the wind, Xuanyuan was so scared that he shook his head, fearing that he would repent: "Blue is supposed to belong to the Lord, the Lord. It’s a matter of course for an adult to take her away, but it’s not too much.
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