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"Sura dances!"

When Murong Bai’s voice came out, his sword still didn’t move.

but!

There is still a swirling form of sword around him, and the same swordsmanship as the night Shura!

Shura dances!

Just as Shura is dancing, it is the kind of street dance that is vigorously raging.

The night Shura’s face changed slightly, and he couldn’t help but sneer. “Mu Rongbai, you don’t need a sword to release the Shura dance, you are too arrogant!”

The same is the person who cultivated the cult of Shura, and Xiu Shulu understands very well that Shura needs a sword heart in the dance, which is the second sword of the sword to lead the Shura dance, Shura mad!

Murong Bai did not have a sword.

In other words, his second style is basically unreleased.

but!

For the night Shura, he will not take it lightly. No matter when, no matter who he is facing, he will go all out and never give any chance to the other party. This is the sword slave!

The idea is moving.

The black sword around him suddenly flew out.

Night Shura directly sighed: "Sura mad!"

The same is at this moment.

The sword of Murong Bai Huai still did not move. At the moment when Xiu Shulu released the ‘Sura murder,’ his eyebrows were lightly wrinkled, his eyes were slightly rounded, his pupils shrank, “Sura mad!”

"Hey..."

The sword of his ‘Sura dances’ suddenly disappeared.

Invisible.

The night Shura’s face suddenly changed dramatically. "Skip the second style and go directly to the third style, Murong Bai. Do you have this ability? The kendo's comprehension is far better than you, I can't release it, just by you?"

"Give me death!!!"

Shura’s swordsmanship is divided into three strokes, Shura’s mad dance, Shura’s madness, and Shura’s madness.

One step at a time.

There can be no mistakes, no more jumping.

but.

In the night of Xiu Luo's meditation, the sword of the cold rushed to Murong Bai. He is surrounded by a giant god, Shura God!

"Oh la la..."

"Oh la la..."

......

Fall from the sky. Not attacking but going to defend.

The **** of Shura is furious.

The giant sword in the hand madly killed the sword that rushed down. Nothing was like squatting on the real metal. The fire was splashing, and the entire platform was full of fire. Unbeatable glare, I can't see what is going on inside.

Murong Bai stood behind the Shura God and looked at the night Shura.

The night Shura’s face was also watching him, and his eyes were unwilling.

I want to know that he called the name "Night Xiu Luo" because he was the first person to comprehend the Shura swordsmanship. This name was given to him by the soul king, and he was the most proud capital in the temple.

but!

Now he is defeated in Shura's swordsmanship.

He can't jump to the second style and go directly to the third style. He tried it, but he can't.

Murong Bai smiled softly and said: "The first person who truly understands Shura's swordsmanship is me, but I let you. I didn't expect you to become a sword slave because of this. If you come back again, I will never Let you. You have completely changed."

"You give me a stop!"

"I don't need anyone. My night Shura is the first person in Kendo. It is the first person to kill the road. No one can be enemies." Night Shura is crazy.

He was uplifted with a strong stock and a cold and incomparable killing.

The swordsmanship of Shura’s madness is almost released.

In this moment.

Murong Bai’s eyes were slightly combined, and the **** Shura disappeared in front of him.

"what……"

"What does he want to do?"

"Master brother. Danger."

"Little white, you are doing hair."


"Is he stupid?"

......

Absolute defense. Why is it lax at the last minute?

Luo Tian brow slightly wrinkled, and then it was a faint smile, "I owe it, don't be so stupid."

Luo Tian knows what Murong White wants to do!

"Hey..."

A sword is wearing it!

Murong Bai spewed out a black blood. This sword has no defense. He endured hard. At this moment, he looked at the violets in the stands and smiled and said: "My Murong White does not owe anything to the temple." ”

This sword is only for the raising of the soul of the temple.

Also lost the grace of the king of the profession.

Also completely draw a line with the soul hall.

in fact.

Murong Bai did not owe anything to the Temple of the Soul. In the end, the Temple of the Spirit owes him.

The violet face is expressionless, and I don’t see Murong Bai as if she is a passionate person.

at this time.

Han Hua also said: "The Sovereign, the woman is the mother of Violet, Li Xueer."

Luo Tian glanced at the past, his heart glimpsed.

......

On the stage!

Night Shura is even more furious.

The Shura sword was crushed, and now he is still a sword. This is an insult to him. The anger in his heart is spewing out. The calm mind completely collapses at this moment, screaming. Give me to die."

"Broken a sword!"

"Hey!"

The figure of the night Shura penetrates continuously.

Just like Luo Tian's release of the scatter "flash", but his flashing distance is very short, but he is a continuous flash, continuous penetration, just like space jump, the real break.

In this moment.

Everything around is murderous and murderous.

In conjunction with the empty sword, it is completely incapable of sensing the position of the night Shura.

Luo Tianmei's heart was tight and he could not help but stand up.

This sword is very powerful.

The identity of the soul slaves is definitely not a bluff. Each of them has something unique. The night Shura became famous by Shura’s swordsmanship, and he became a sword slave by breaking the sword. This is the sword he himself realized. .

Nearly close to the sword of the emperor!

The faces of everyone are also slightly tight.

"This sword can't stop!"

"The magic of this sword is not weaker than the emperor."

"The sword slave of the Soul Hall is really worthy of the name. I have never seen this sword method."

"The people at Huashan Xianmen finally have to lose."

......

Liyang really laughed and smiled very happily. After watching the night Shura release this trick, he knew that Murong Bai would not be able to resist even if he was strong. There is no way to stop this move, and there is no trace of weakness.

Lin is no different, and two people laughed.

The people behind Luo Tian’s heart were tight. At this time they were all suffocating and did not dare to speak. All of them were sweating for Murong Bai.

Murong white face is also slightly sinking ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The sword in his arms finally emits the color of the sword, above his heart, a flame burns, can not find the atmosphere of the night Shura, can only feel the surrounding The murderous force is pressing hard.

How to do?

Murong Bai calmed down and calmed down, his eyes moved slightly, his hands started, and the sword came out.

"Hey..."

A fierce sword screamed in the enchantment.

The enchantment was shaken out of layers.

Just because of his sword...

Bai Yujian!

The sword of the bones of the two billion blood knife Kawasaki!

——

Ask for a ticket! ! !

Brothers, move! To be continued





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