Being as cruel as if you are tortured is also the ultimate forbearance.

Li Yun looked at Tang Zhongsong's performance and suddenly felt a sense of care.

"Don't force me..."

Li Yun said to Jiang Hengjiao.

Jiang Hengjiao's brows condensed into a lump, and her already cold face was now even more evil and had no intention of giving in.

"Li Yun, it's better to explain clearly."

Li Yun did not answer.

She raised the sword in her hand again.

The right arm was raised high, and the sleeves fell down, revealing most of the arms as warm as mutton fat jade.

The sword tip is facing the sky.

"My Yuntai's sword drawing technique is extraordinary, you..."

Tang Zhongsong opened his eyes wide and wanted to see what was going on, but he fainted.

The clouds in the sky were bleak, the six-height was depressed, and the frost was cold. For a moment, a deep pondering and a bitter cry of resentment rose from all directions without roots, calling a name over and over in the lonely spring platform. In the haze, a line of the ghost lamp was vaguely seen, hanging a ray of fragrant soul revealing a mask as brilliant as peach blossoms.

This sword is in the dark and dark, and the east wind drifts and the gods rain.

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Dingxi Prince's Mansion.

Ren Yang and his grandson had already entered the Dingxi Royal City, and from afar, you could see the majestic royal palace lying in the middle of the inner city.

The loud bang made the entire royal city unclear, but the people in the royal palace were in chaos.

The two dragons on the roof of the hall suddenly fell down for some reason.

Ren Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled, and he could see clearly.

A sword force was like Yi shooting nine sunsets, storming from the direction of Dingzhou. Cut off the flying eaves.

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On the official road of the Dingxi King’s Realm leading to Dingzhou.

Huo Wang pulled the reins tightly.

He looked up at the direction of his palace.

"asshole!"

As soon as the scolding fell, a rustling sound came from all around.

Countless forest birds were shocked to death by Huo Wang's scolding, and fell from the trees and fell into the snow and fallen leaves.

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Outside Jiying Town.

Zhang Xuezhao moved his bone fan left and right, flying up and down.

The one who is in the head cannot poke the needle and cannot spill the water.

However, the fan is a short weapon after all.

There is a saying in the world: One inch long, one inch strong. One inch short, one inch dangerous.

After the powerful slap of Zhangbating, Zhang Xuejue kept retreating.

"As long as he is not allowed to get closer to me, he will not be able to use his kung slashing skills with a shocking hand. But by waving the court staff like this, my strength will be consumed very quickly, and I must fight quickly!"

Zhang Xuejue still held the fan on the left and right blocked it, and there was no trace of impatience and worry on his face.

Although the steps under his feet cannot retreat, they are stretched and relaxed properly and are not messy at all.

Each of his shots hit the court tent six feet and seven minutes out.

There is no special thing in this position.

But as soon as the court tent moves, this place is as fatal as the seven-inch acupoint of a poisonous snake.

The fan bone is hit here, and a slight effort is achieved.

Zhang Xueshou knew that his strength was not as strong as before in recent years.

Therefore, this move has been practiced countless times in my mind.

Where to go forward and when to give in.

Sweep down or attack his face.
Chapter completed!