"Come well!" The middle -aged man shed a bullish, waving a big machete without the slightest fear of greeting the sword dust, but at this moment, his face has become serious.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

In the quiet Little Hutong, there was a series of Ding Ding Ding Ding in the collision of weapons, while the body of the sword dust and the middle -aged man quickly moved in this narrow hutong.

In the face of a middle -level master, in the case of a strong fighting, he did not fall down at all.

Jian Chen's body is light and spiritual, like a ghostly moved around the middle -aged man, and the silver -white light sword holding in his hand is constantly turning into silver -white light to stab

The middle -aged man's throat, and the big machete in the middle -aged man's hands has been dancing, constantly resisting the attack of Jianchen. At the beginning of the beginning, the middle -aged man faced the sword dust like a tide.

The endless attack occasionally has the ability to fight back, but as the speed of the sword Chen's sword continues to accelerate, gradually, the middle -aged man has lost his resistance as a dense attack on the storm.

You can only resist blindly.

It wasn't that the middle -aged man couldn't fight back, but that once he returned, he was afraid that his attack had not yet fell on the sword dust, and he was pierced by a sword like lightning like a flash of lightning.

The middle -aged man's forehead is already covered with a layer of fine sweat beads. He did not expect that young people who seem to be only 20 years old are so powerful.

It is almost impossible to fight, and the most scary for middle -aged men is that the youth's sword is too fast. Not only is it stabbing the fast speed, but the frequency of the sword is also scary.

Now, the middle -aged man is very regretful. If he knew that Jian Chen had such a strong strength, he would not keep up with anything.

In the Little Hutong, more than a dozen people looked at the fierce sword dust with the middle -aged man. They also did not expect that they looked younger than them.

The strength of the person's boss competes with each other. Although they still have a dozen people, they can't get inserted in the face of such battles. Even if they rashly go, they will die in vain. Although there are three people with the strength of the great saints, they are

With the strength of their great saints, they also see clearly about such battles. With their eyesight, they can see at a glance that their bosses have fallen to the wind, and they have no power to fight back by the sword dust.

Blind resistance, life can be said to be guaranteed at any time, even if they wait for themselves to rush forward, it is not helpful, but it is just a vain to death, because they have no confidence to escape the sword of the sword dust as soon as the sword.

After Jianchen and middle -aged men played again for a few rounds, while the middle -aged man resisted an empty block, the sharp light in the eyes of Jianchen flickered, the right arm suddenly shocked, stretched out lightning, and in the arm of the arm

Driven, the light sword held in his hand turned into a silver -white light to the throat of the middle -aged man's throat, and instantly came to the throat of the middle -aged man. This sword was sword dust and

Since the middle -aged man played against each other, the fastest sword stabbed.

The middle -aged man was shocked and lost, and in the face of a sword that was almost the extreme, he almost lost any ability to dodge and resist. The speed of this sword is too fast. In the eyes of the middle -aged man, this sword The speed of speed has reached an incredible point, it is not that you can dodge at all.

The face of the middle -aged man instantly became pale. When he thought he would die, the silver -white light sword stopped in front of his throat, and the momentum of the front rushing stopped. At all times, it stopped suddenly, and the sharp sword tip just touched the throat of a middle -aged man.

Although the light sword did not pierce the throat of a middle -aged man, the middle -aged man still felt that he had a difficulty breathing, and the place where the throat was pointed out by the tip of the sword was a sharp pain, as if he was his own. The throat has been cut off by a sword.

The middle -aged man's body keeps standing there in the original gesture. Now he dare not move even if he moves. Entering his own throat, and on the face of a middle -aged man, it has been covered with fine cold sweat.

"Big .... Big ... hero ... heroes are forgiven ... heroes, next ... next time ... next time I dare not offend the heroes again." The middle -aged man looked at it with fear Jianchen, trembling tone begging for mercy. In the case of the other person's life, the middle -aged man can no longer care about his face problems and Jianchen is much younger than himself. His opinion, as long as he can pick up this life, it is not impossible to kneel on Jian Chen.

Jian Chen stared at the middle -aged man calmly, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, and then slowly accepted the sword, and said blandly: "Today I am in a good mood, I don’t want to kill the ring. You are still doing this line, which is so close to the Warcraft Mountains. With your strength, hunting some low -order Warcraft

It's more than enough. "After throwing this sentence, Jianchen strode away from this huton.

"Yes, yes, we must follow the command of the hero, and we will never do this in the future." The middle -aged man quickly said, seeing him, as if the order of Jianchen did not dare to have a little or not, as if not. ...

When the figure of Jian Chen disappeared in the hutong, the middle -aged man took a long breath and stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. Now when you think of the scene of the moment of life and death, the middle -aged man feels A frightened battle, just now, my little life can hang a line, almost finished.

Nympho

After leaving Xiao Hutong, Jianchen walked through several streets, and then found a hotel and stayed. At night, Jianchen sat on the bed with a cross -knee, holding a fist -sized white stone in his hand.

"What the hell is this, it looks like a stone, but the material is a bit different from the stone. It is a bit different from the iron." The strange white stone of the junction, the doubt of Jian Chen's face.

At the beginning, it was completely the strangeness of the purple and blue dots of Jianchen Danda Tanaka that caused Jianchen's interest in this white stone. The emotional fluctuations similar to excitement and happiness came, but when he bought this white stone, he was silent again and returned to the state of the past, and now he can return to the state. Holding Baishi in his hand, it is impossible to cause the two light spots in Dantian to move.

And for this strange white stone, Jianchen did not know its origin at all. Although he had read a lot of books in all aspects of books in the library of the college before, he still did not find any news about Baishi.

Jianchen looked at Bai Shi in his hand and looked at it for a long time. In addition to learning that this white stone was very hard, there was no harvest. Even if he was blisted with water and burned with fire, he could not make Baishi change at all. Finally, helplessly helplessly helplessly helplessly helplessly helpless

In the following, Jianchen had to re -income in the belt of the space.

Then Jianchen once again observed the two light spots of the purple and green dots in his Dantian. Now the situation of these two light spots is the same as in the past.

In the Dantian of Jianchen, but Jianchen is helpless to it, not even close, only watch in a distance, because around this purple, one green and two light spots, there is a mysterious power guardian.

Once Jianchen wants to approach, it will be hindered by this mysterious power, and this mysterious power is very powerful. With the ability of Jianchen today, it cannot break through this power. Therefore

A nearby area is completely a restricted area for Jianchen.

"Oh!" Jian Chen sighed secretly. Now there is such an accident in his Dantian.

On this night, Jian Chen did not practice like that day, but fell on the bed and slept. He had been away from the Guesson Kingdom for two or three months. Tonight, but he has been the first month.

Sleep at a time.

Sleeping is undoubtedly supplementing God that consumes too much during the day, and the god of Jianchen is originally powerful. As long as you do not use the ability to consume God with the same ability to control the light of light, he can do it a few days a few days a few days a few days.

He didn't sleep at night, and he was practicing every night in the past. In the cultivation, his god can also be recovered quickly. Therefore, Jianchen never slept in the past few months, and he could not have any impact on it.

Early the next morning, Jianchen picked up the bed in a refreshing manner, then opened the window and looked at the early morning scenery, breathed the fresh air in the early morning, and sighed: "I haven't slept for a few months.

Forgot what to sleep, now that I realize that sleeping is so comfortable! "

Subsequently, Jianchen settled, left the hotel directly, then bought a good horse, rode on the horse and rushed towards the place agreed with KFC.

The place where the Mercenary Corps gather is still the dim hut, and at the same time, this hut is also a common place for eight people. Small mercenaries like the flame mercenary group have not enough funds to buy at all.

Large -area houses, so only the common snails live in this small place.

When I came to the hut, Jianchen fixed the horse's rope. When I was about to knock on the door, the door of the room was suddenly opened. The door was a thin young man. At the age, he didn't seem to be a big sword dust.

In addition to sword dust, the youngest person in the military regiment -the little knife.

A faint smile on Jianchen's face, saying: "Sword, is this going out?"
Chapter completed!