Four ancestor-level characters were sent to the United Arab League camp, and they were able to withstand Conway's sonic martial arts.
That's the difference!
They are known as the ancestors in the thirty-two sword school, but Xiuwei are all in the late stage of sitting.
One of the disciples of the Three Sword Sects was Cultivation at the beginning of Tongyoujing.
This strength is bad ... the difference between heaven and earth!
Zhang Xing shook his head.
No one is available in the first game, only Kampar or Holy One can play.
Of course, he can also play.
However, he is now the leading brother of the coalition, how can there be reason to play in the first game.
"Holy One, you go!"
Zhang Xing faces the sacred word that has become human.
He leaned leaning against a wide carved wooden chair, looking indifferent, as if he had no interest in the war.
The fact is the same. The minimum number of wars he has experienced started with millions.
Large-scale wars of tens of millions and hundreds of millions are just like everyday life. If you do n’t fight every once in a while, he will feel very lucky.
Of course, he had a group of dragons then.
But now there are only two.
However, Campbell is already in the thirteenth level, and he can easily get the situation here with one train.
But this is not the time to show the hole cards.
Who knows whether the three major sword schools have a strong backhand.
Although the transformed Holy One is human, his skin is dark blue.
Zhang Xing looked at him a bit like an alien.
The appearance of Shengyi is like this, which is true and handsome.
His form can only be said to be a little weird!
Conway saw that it was a young man who was covered with blue (color) paint, and was not surprised.
"Haha! Are you rebellious?
Why don't those elders and ancestors come out?
Oh, right! Your ancestors have n’t made it to me. How dare you come out and die! "
Conway mocked.
The ancestors of the coalition forces and the head of the coalition all had a red face, so it was embarrassing.
Saint stepped into the air step by step and stood opposite Conway.
"Hello! Is it amazing for you to be high?"
Hearing St. Yi's words, Conway shrugged out a little thumb and shook at St. Yi.
"Of course, I am higher than you, it is amazing!
It takes only one finger to get the head of your item! "
"All right, you can get it!"
Sheng Yi moved his neck and didn't care.
"Oh! Look at the sword!"
Conway's little finger moved, and a flying sword behind (body sh n) slashed to Shengyi.
Sheng Yi didn't move, looked up and looked at Feijian in disdain.
Conway saw his arrogant gesture, his mouth crooked cruelly.
"Blueskin, are you here to die ..."
When 啷!
Before his words were finished, Fei Jian cut to Sheng Yi's neck.
However, it was expected that the human head would fly off and the scene of blood flowing like blood would not appear.
Fei Jian made a crisp sound as if he saw the rock.
"Physical?"
Conway stunned, shouting these two words subconsciously.
The three major swords sent everyone together!
How could physical training be involved in a dispute between Jianxiu?
What do they want?
Conway saw that the first sword didn't work, and moved his little finger again.
Tinkerbell!
Feijian chopped dozens of times in a row, and saw Mars splashing around Sheng Yi's neck, and no scars appeared.
"Awesome (body sh (n) body!"
Conway retracted the flying sword.
Look at it inadvertently.
His mouth opened suddenly.
"God! This is incredible!
My flying sword became so full of sawtooth that it became a flying saw! "
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