It’s always a word "Xuan"

2024-08-02

He has never seen such a state.
However, he met many powerful enemies in thousands of battles, and the one who finally lived was him with the exception.
He won’t underestimate the boy, but he knows he will win the battle in the end.
Powerful momentum swept away and locked the soul of the young man holding the flying sword.
The sword in a teenager’s hand is black, but it is not that extremely dark.
It’s crystal black and crystal black. It’s a kind of medium rainbow light flowing and semi-transparent black.
The track tiger stepped forward.
Is a small step in an instant before Tang Xiaofeng a knife to cut.
This is his unique skill "cutting through the sky"!
By twisting and shrinking into inches, people can avoid, avoid and block.
A trick is because he knows that there is nothing wrong with the ordinary moves of the young man in front of him.
The bully directly cut it off.
Tang Xiaofeng took a step to the left instead of cutting the sword.
Too slow! Department of rail tiger sneer at a.
Blood spatter Tang Xiaofeng’s whole right hand was unloaded.
But holding the ink rainbow sword in the right hand is the first step to draw a strange trajectory.
When two people hit it off.
The track tiger returned to its original place and looked coldly at Tang Xiaofeng, whose arm was cut off.
Blood flowed all over the floor as red as plum blossoms.
However, the teenager smiled so brilliantly.
There is a sword in the belly of Si-rail Tiger … Ink rainbow sword.
Looking at the laughter as brilliant as the mountain flowers, the young track tiger is "crazy" coldly.
The young man deliberately sacrificed an arm and stabbed him with a sword.
How could the world be so crazy?
Then he saw a strange thing.
Tang Xiaofeng’s broken arm … actually grew out again.
Like a reborn weed, it grows out of the shoulder quickly for a while and an intact arm grows out again.
If it’s not his arm sleeve, if it’s not the ground, there’s a broken arm and a track tiger. I really wonder if I just cut the young man’s arm.
Tang Xiaofeng moved his right hand a few times, looked at himself and smiled contentedly.
Three souls and seven souls serve meat.