The Almighty Asura

≈ldq; Mu Feng, the fourth-order under the spirit of the instrument, the pattern, one hundred and twenty-eight! ≈rdq;

This appraisal patterner swallowed and swallowed and announced.

≈ldq; fourth-order under the spirit of the instrument, the pattern, one hundred and twenty-eight! ≈rdq;

When the words came out, the audience was silent, and the birds were silent. Then they fell on the calm lake like a huge stone, and they set off an uproar!

≈ldq; one, one hundred and twenty-eight! ≈rdq;

≈ldq; I rely on, this, how is this possible? What is the embryo? How can it carry one hundred and twenty-eight? ≈rdq;

≈ldq; incredible, I, I have not heard of it, one hundred and twenty-eight, the pattern, this & ap; hllp; & ap; hllp; & ap; rdq;

& ld; ldq; enchanting, portraying one hundred and twenty-eight, the pattern, how he did it, miracle, miracle & ap; rdq;

≈ldq;≈hllp;≈hllp;≈hllp;≈hllp;≈hllp;≈hllp;≈rdq;

Countless people burst into a shocking discussion, like the tides, one after another, an incredible gaze, once condensed on Mu Feng.

≈ldq; How is it possible, one hundred and twenty-eight-machine pattern, how could he do it! Isn't that a waste sword? ≈rdq;

The iron whisper looked at the sword behind Mu Feng, and his heart was shocked. Then he screamed and didn't want to believe.

& ld; ldq; one hundred and twenty-eight machine pattern, this guy, what is the monster? ≈rdq;

Not only the iron whistle, Chen Chi, Zhou Sheng, all the sculpt, all shocked to look at Mu Feng, and even some can not believe this fact.

There are thirty-six lines of Chen Rongling's instrument pattern, and thirty-eight lines of Zhou Shengling's instrument pattern.

Tie Xiao’s spirits have forty-eight lines.

The fourth-order ware of the lower class has forty-eight knives, including the spirit pattern, which is already very shocking, and the slashed sword of Mu Feng actually carries a hundred and twenty-eight!

Unbelievable and amazing number, one hundred and twenty-eight, how many more lines than the iron rush? A total of eighty lines!

The pattern is not how much you want to portray.

First, it depends on the material of the embryo. There are too many lines, and the embryo cannot carry so many hair lines, which will cause it to collapse.

The second is that the grading master is repaired, and the pattern is weak, but this amazing feat can not be done.

The third is to look at the spectrum of refining weapons, and what are the patterns that need to be portrayed.

At the moment, the spirit and eyes of the martial arts kings are all locked in Mu Feng, looking at Mu Feng's figure, and even the look of unbelievable.

& ld; ldq; one hundred and twenty-eight machine pattern, a handle with a waste sword, this child, in the end how to do it! ≈rdq;

Dongfang stunned and said.

≈ldq; this kid, and created a miracle, four wins, he did it & ld; rdq;

Jiang Wang Zhou You Wang and other people slightly blinked, looking at Mu Feng, such a terrible four-line talent, this child will grow up in the future, maybe the next autumn master!

≈ldq; one hundred and twenty-eight, the sword, that sword, not everything! ≈rdq;

The iron master of the instrument master was calm, but the complex light was flashing in the eyelids, looking at the sword behind Mu Feng.

At the same time, my heart is also unhappy.

He let Mu Feng release the water, but Mu Feng took the master of the instrument by the absolute overbearing work. Is this what he said as a whisper?

≈ldq; this little guy, too unexpectedly blockbuster & rd;rdq;

The other three lords face each other and their hearts are shocked.

Fortunately, such a genius of the genius, now is the person in their pattern, although his style of talent, they are a bit embarrassed.

In the same way, they are even more curious in their hearts. What kind of stylistic existence did the teacher who once taught Mu Feng? How can you teach such a talented disciple?

Du Jinghui is also shocked to see the boy, he finally created a miracle of four Tongkui?

≈ldq; Mu Feng! Mu Feng! Mu Feng & ap;hllp;≈hllp;! ≈rdq;

At this moment, the people outside the stadium, I do not know who is taking the lead, once again rang the cheers of Mu Feng, the sound is like the tide of the sea, shocked.

Du Jinghui also calmed down the shock, and announced aloud: ≈ldq; the teacher is over, I announced that the big match first &hllp;≈hllp;≈rdq;

≈ldq; Wait a minute! ≈rdq;

At this time, some people yelled out and officially screamed.

Tiexiao stood up and looked at Mu Feng with a look. Du Jinghui frowned, said: ≈ldq; Tie Xiao, what do you have? ≈rdq;

≈ldq; Du elder, disciple dissatisfied, I do not believe that Mu Feng's a waste sword, will be able to carry 128 swords of the sword & ap; rdq;

Tiexiao stood out, and finger Mu Feng said that he still did not want to believe this fact.

≈ldq; I personally explore, there will be no mistake & rd; rdq;

That assessment patterner frowned.

≈ldq; However, I don't believe it! ≈rdq;

The iron whisper looked at the evaluation pattern and said coldly, and the light was cold.

That assessment of the grain sorcerer's heart was very angry, but he held back his anger. The iron whistle was the son of the master of the instrument, and he could not afford to sin.

≈ldq; I don't believe too much, how can a waste sword carry a hundred and twenty-eight? ≈rdq;

Zhou Sheng also stood up and said.

≈ldq; I don't believe & ap;rdq;

Chen Calcin also stood out. It’s just too strange to say that Mu Feng’s sword is too bad.

If it is a sleek, unbroken sword, they may believe that Mu Feng has the power to portray the 128-story pattern. After all, he is as amazing as before.

But such a handle is rusty, and there is a cracked sword. They don't believe that such a sword is not on the road.

Everyone looked at Mu Feng, seeing how he responded, Mu Feng brows slightly wrinkled, his face was dull, said: & ld; ldq; unbelievers, can take out the spirit, everyone fights against & ap; rdq;

≈ldq; Hey, I have this intention, I will come first & rd;rdq;

Chen Calcined face cold cold road.

I saw that he took out his own arboreal pistol, and the scorpion rushed into the gun. The powerful gun burst and an amazing energy fluctuation emerged.

The fourth-order ware of the lower class, infused with the scorpion force, can break the defense of Linghai Yuanzong.

≈ldq; kill! ≈rdq;

Chen was hand-carried with a gun, and a shot came to Mu Feng’s murder. One shot, the violent guns swallowed, and the gun contained an amazing force of killing.

Chen Chixiu is not strong, but the power of this gun spirit can kill the great power of Yuan Dan.

In the front of Mu Feng, the light flashed, and the ancient sword screamed and screamed, holding the ancient sword, pedaling the fire lotus, and a sword smashed out. The terrible murderousness filled the air, and the sword swayed, and the sword slanted toward the gun.

Amazing murderousness swept through, and Chen’s heart was filled with cool air. It’s horrible in this sword.

Hey!

This sword smashed the gun, and it was as strong as a broken bamboo, and then it was on a long gun.

Feng!

A crisp sound, a long shot of a ray, the sword turned out to be like a eucalyptus, the rifle from the head of the gun, was cut off by a sword!

Chen was forgiven, and the sword swallowed the thunder and swordsman. The sword mans came in front of his throat, and further, it was dead!

Everyone was shocked to see this scene, Chen’s gunshot gun was cut off by a sword!

In the sword, in the end, there are a lot of terrible sharpness, sharpness, and how many edge patterns?

Chen scolded his own broken gun on the ground, and he was not convinced in his heart. He looked at the rusty sword in front of him.

Mu Feng received the sword and looked at Zhou Sheng and Tie Xiao. His face was cold and indifferent: ≈ldq; dissatisfied, holding the soldiers forward! ≈rdq;! !

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