From the Bird

The ship drifted far away, and Li Yan stepped on the ramp to the deck, and a black smoke fell from the sky, which is Zhang He.

Looking at each other, the eyes of the two of them both mean that Mori is cold, and the temperament is somewhat similar.

The big gun trembled, and the front of the gun was Zhang He's body, the black dragon head of Wudao Dance.

Li Yan took the lead in opening his mouth: "The majesty got the treasure when the mother crossed the sea, and the harpoon stayed on her waist day and night did not leave her body. In your early years, you also got a peace and quiet from the mother crossed the sea."

He meant something: "I don't know if it was on me?"

Zhang He ignored it, and he glanced at the ice floes at the sea: "The thieves of Nanyang are all there, and the artillery of your red flag is still standing, killing you. The big things of Tianbo are difficult to achieve, but the fire and water are ruthless, and you are really killed by accident. There is nothing I can do. "

Li Yan Meifeng picked it up and rejoiced: "I have to ... I haven't heard anyone in seven or eight years, so I talked to me like this."

With a sharp look, he rushed out with his shoes, and a large platinum-gold gun appeared like a flying swallow, slamming into the thick black smoke!

Zhang Heyi raised his hand, and the black faucet on his body opened his mouth to bite. Unexpectedly, the white-gold swallowing blade drove straight in and easily tore the faucet apart. A fierce Mars flew from the gun head!

"what?"

Zhang He's neck was cold and the hot wind was blowing on his face. Zhang He's robes agitated and he was pushed back by a big gun from Li Yan.

A series of black dragon heads flew out from behind him to meet Li Yan, and they were all broken up by Li Yan's big gun.

The bitter sound of soreness, under the shadow of the gun, Zhang He seemed to be a dead leaf that was swayed by the rain, and was beaten by the gun rod, and the smoke was getting stronger and stronger.

Zhang He looked calm, but his back was all sweaty.

In Taiping Wenshuli, there is a good ability to penetrate the world, but only one point, refining does not refining the body.

"Daming King", "Dragon Painting" and so on in the code can protect the body. But these are all foreign objects, Zhang He himself, just a common man.

If one shot breaks the "painting" and hits his head, Zhang He is a dead character.

Li Yan progressed on his shoulders, connected the big gun in his hand, and scattered several times about Zhang He's demon fog. He got a cold glance, and a black tangled wire went up the barrel of his gun. A few moments later he ran to his wrist holding the gun. Already.

When Li Yan saw a cold snoring, the imaginary shadow of "Emperor's Aunt" behind him rose up a half and a half. Frost white ran from Li Yan's fingers, intertwined with black silk, and wrestled with each other.

Get the bird's spirit, Yin Fei!

Zhang Heyi fangs, and there is a word in his mouth. Where can Li Yan give him this opportunity, the thumb of his right hand presses the pistol, the left hand goes forward, and the blade turns into a platinum streamer.

Yan wears curtains!

The eyes were slightly lifted, and the frosty white feathers were mixed with the tiger's head gun shadow, and they poured wildly!

The sonic boom sounded one after another, the thick black smoke was scattered scattered by the frosty white feathers, and the jagged cracks on the deck were frozen enough to accommodate the fists of adult men.

After the black smoke was gone, Li Yan raised his eyes, and a piece of flesh was hanging on the gun head.

The ticking blood dripped down, Zhang He covered his chest, and when he let go, the wound was frozen to death and became purple.

Li Yan threw a large piece of flesh from the gun's head, tore off the black tangled silk from his arm with his left hand, and brought a large blood drop. He took a sip and sneered: "Shi Niang was the one who saved me this way?"

Zhang He giggled from his throat, and he looked up again, his eyes bloodshot.

Li Yan noticed that it was not right. When he bowed his head, the black smoke on the ground was drawn into a complicated pattern, and he was surrounded by him!

boom!

Taiping Wenshu · Jiazi is evil!

The black mushroom cloud soared into the sky, the world was terrible, and the sunrise cloud was dyed a dark blue ...

The Marany sailboat was blown up from the middle, a half of the hull sank into the water, the mast was tilted, the fishing nets, canvas, wooden barrels, tables and chairs on the ship broke into the water.

...

Although it has been known for a long time that Zhang He has the magical power and the ability to shake the sea, or else he will not be reincarnated by the common people, who is rumored to be a troubled sea, but the pirates are still scared to say that Speechless.

"With a sharp sword, you have to kill your heart." Cai Qian said such a sentence for no apparent reason, and sighed in his heart: "Zhang Hecheng has to die in this body."

...

Li Yan grasped the mast with one hand, and hung his whole body in the air, strangling the beast breathing like a heavy breath, and struck down the air. He blinked, glanced down, Zhang He leaned against the ship's board, fingers Seal it, aim at yourself, and say something in your mouth ...

Li Yan's head was a little embarrassed.

"When did I seem to get used to it, this kind of ups and downs feel like life and death ..."

Li Yan gave a sigh of relief, a violent force on the lower abdomen, a swing of his arms, and rushed to Zhang He from top to bottom!

Zhang He smashed Venus in front of him. He gritted his teeth and resentfully hated it. Tian Baozai had a ghostly approach and hit himself. He even hurt his own "corpse dog" in the three souls and seven souls. Small, it took him a long time to stabilize his mind, and he couldn't chase after victory.

Seeing Li Yan's murderous approach, Zhang He went crazy, and the sky spells flew out of his robe like money!

Taiping Wenshu · Knife!

Taiping Wenshu Fu Fu!

Taiping Wenshu Galanthi!

Taiping Wenshu · Faucet Painting!

Spells of various colors are intertwined, twisted air blades, blue and blue mantras, black dragon heads, white runes, and scatter like Huan, all heading towards Li Yan in the air!

Li Yan withdrew his golden tiger's head gun, clenched his teeth, his eyes were astonished. The aunt and the emperor were surrounded by arms, wings wide, and frosty white spreading from the swallowing blade of the tiger's head, and even the air froze.

The black dragon head is scaly, the blue and blue mantras are bright and cumbersome, the white rune is awesome, and the magic spells of Zhang He are all caught in the air by the big gun that dances in the cold!

Power of Jiufeng!

On Zhang He's horn, there was a tic-tac-toe blood vessel spreading. He spit out the blood from the tip of his tongue. A villain in the blood mist was dying, but before he stretched his hands and feet, he was punctured by the tip of Li Yan's gun!

Boom!

A touch of platinum gun blade pierced Zhang He's ears!

Giggle ~ Giggle ~

Zhang He had a layer of frost on his face, and exhaled white mist in his mouth.

His throat swelled and he was speechless for a long time.

Cold in the air, Li Yan sank his eyes, "Did you take it?"

Zhang He tightened his fist: "I heard people say that you have eaten a long-lived seed while Tianmu crosses the sea. No, it's never that simple."

Li Yan squinted and repeated: "Did you take it?"

Zhang He licked his lips, his expression was indescribable: "Today, I served."

He bit his voice heavily.

Li Yan laughed wildly, and he drew back his big gun: "Think about how many you have today."

"To each other ..."

...

"Lao Yan, do you see clearly?"

Cai Qin asked. The flames on the ship stopped for a while. Most people have limited vision and don't know what happened.

"If the monster thief is so fierce, this day Baozi is a fine iron sword, this fire is making fine iron ..."

"Refined?"

"I'm afraid I can't move."

Cai Qin listened and joked with the words of Boss Yan: "This people's heart is like iron but not iron, and official methods are like furnaces, like furnaces. How can there be stubborn iron in the world?"

"The boss is a businessman, a mundane person, and he has seen all kinds of people since he was a child. If he can't see the official fire in his eyes, he will run into a wall every step; I, ​​like my brothers and sisters, are born naturally. If there is no iron in my heart, I will already have a handful of loess. "

After a pause, Boss Yan said, "This red flag helps Tianbao Zi, it's not easy." His face was heavy, and he was still exhausted: "It's not easy."

Cai Qian listened to the accident, he was right: "Tianbao Tsai won?"

"Luck, but won."

Cai Qin said, "What kind of method does this person use? Quanlang Haigui? Tireless victory? Or something else."

"It's hard to say, a little ..." Boss Yan thought, "Like us."

"Tianbao Tsai? Right, how could he be ..."

Mr. Yan nodded his head: "It's a bit like it's not the same, but there is one thing I can confirm."

He said with a firm voice: "This day Baozi, impersonal."

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