Thousand Blades of Death

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But all this is just a mirror flower month, it is a kind of accomplishment that Ma Yuan gave them, so when the layers of the world are broken, the sword of Ximen blowing snow directly penetrates the heart of Ye Gucheng, and it is also the heart that fell down. Sincerely Ye Gucheng, of course, this Ye Gucheng has been made by Ma Yuan.

Xi Men blowing snow with a stunned retraction of the sword, even all the feelings of Fang Cai were too late to realize.

He didn't know what happened just now, maybe it was a legendary contest of the spirit level, or maybe there was really such a magical man, and his eyes suddenly turned to one direction.

In that direction, not only Ma Yuan but also Lu Xiaofeng, so Lu Xiaofeng rushed out, but stopped after three steps. He looked at Ye Gucheng’s body, and there was a lot of regret in his eyes, "Why..."

Why is Ye Gucheng exactly!

Ximen blowing snow looked at Ma Yuan, but he could not see anything in that inexplicable eyes, but he would not say more here, he stepped forward and picked up Ye Gucheng’s body, even though he didn’t I know whether he is the corpse of Ye Gucheng or his.

Ding Ao suddenly rushed over and waved his sword to stop his way, said sharply: "You can't take this person away, no matter whether he is dead or alive, you can't take him away."

Ximen Fuxue was too lazy to look at him, but Ding Bo would not give up. "Ye Gucheng is a court infringement. He has the crime of rebellion. No matter who wants to collect his corpse for him, there is even the crime of sitting."

Shi Xiuxue, who was next to Ma Yuan, couldn't help but tightened the clothes corner. The thing happened was obviously beyond everyone's expectations. Who could have thought that the character who was standing high and not stained with dust was planning to rebel and was so infamous.

However, none of the Jianghu characters standing here looked at Ximen Cuixue with a strange look, because the same is true in their hearts, and there will be no change in the sense of this person because of Ye Gucheng's certain choices.

He is still a sword immortal, still an immortal flying immortal, the admired existence in people's hearts.

Simon blowing snow: "Do you want to stay with me?"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes showed a worried look, but he was also very determined. He could see the depressed excitement in Ximen's expression of blowing snow, and the illusion that the indelible one lost the battle even though it seemed to win the duel.

Ding Ao coldly smiled and said: "Ximen Chuixue joined forces with Ye Gucheng's double swords. There may be no one in the world, but unfortunately Ye Gucheng is already a dead person, but there are three thousand guards here.

"Unfortunately..." Ma Yuan smiled. He walked over and said lightly: "Unfortunately Ye Gucheng may not be here, but here besides Ximen blowing snow, there is also my Ma Yuan."

"There is also me Lu Xiaofeng." Lu Xiaofeng also said immediately, his eyes silent, "I Lu Xiaofeng is not dead, but Ye Gucheng is my friend, best friend."

Ding Ao Huo Ran turned around and shouted, "What do you want?"

Ma Yuan looked at him lightly, and then turned his eyes to see Xi Men blowing snow, he smiled, "Are you satisfied with this battle?"

Simon blowing snow suddenly contracted his pupils, and after a long time, he also smiled, "I am also looking forward to fighting you!"

Ding Boqi's face was pale.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and said lightly: "I only know what should not be done, I will never do it, what should be done, even if you cut off my head, I will do the same. And now, standing by friends What I should do is by my side."

As soon as this sentence fell, Ouchi master seemed to ignite the lead, and four Ouchi masters besieged three.

And the children of the rivers and lakes finally couldn’t sit still. The first one to come out was Bu Ju. They were really hateful and cute. When they were hateful, they could not kill him with a knife. When they were cute, they couldn’t understand why everyone would. There is such persistence.

The Mudao people immediately followed and said: "Although the poor road is outside the square, the outsiders also have a friendship."

He turned his head and looked at the honest monk and said, "What about the monk?"

The honest monk wanted to grin, but stared at the wooden Taoist: "The Taoist can have friends, why can't the monk?"

The monk and the Taoist prince were indeed right together, just as Lu Xiaofeng said, but the behind-the-scenes hands he guessed were not the result of his imagination.

Honest monk ignited behind him, and splashed mercilessly on Sikong to pick the star.

These heroes who are the first to be righteous, no one flinches, and Sikong picking stars will never flinch, so he just laughed and made a joke, "I just calculated, if we want to work with them, Each of us has to deal with at least 317 of them.

He sighed, and then said: "Two fists are hard to beat four hands, two hands have to deal with more than six hundred hands, that taste must be uncomfortable."

The Mudao people suddenly smiled and said, "Mo forget you have three hands."

Ma Yuan looked at them from afar and smiled slightly, "This is the rivers and lakes? Really interesting."

Lu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at him, "Don't forget that you are also in the rivers and lakes."

Each of them is under the sword, and is also at the center of power politics in the world, but they still laugh happily, they don’t care about life or death or authority at all, this battle seems unavoidable, after all, Simon is blowing a little snow There is no intention to put Ye Gucheng down.

The only Wei Ziyun who didn't have a hands-on look was ugly. He clenched his fists. Perhaps he was the only one of these four masters who still had nostalgia for Jianghu Yiqi, so he knew these people very well and was really shocked.

"But the result of this battle must be heavy casualties. Who should bear this responsibility?"

Lu Xiaofeng did not speak, and his heart was heavy.

Ma Yuan looked at Wei Ziyun lightly, "Maybe no one will be responsible for this responsibility, maybe wait again, after all, there will be a turnaround, and this turnaround...is there."

He was referring to that teenage son.

Wei Ziyun had a strange expression, and apparently felt that Ma Yuan was whimsical.

Lu Xiaofeng's expression is also very strange. He thought of that person when this matter developed to the present situation, but he didn't expect Ma Yuan to think of it with him. There are very few friends who make such co-productions. Very comforting.

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