With this move, I’m Mo Qingfeng. I’m really going to rest my life. Mo Qingfeng smiled faintly and waved his sleeves and flew up like a firefly to cover Dong Ning behind him. He cast a glance at his already disabled brother’s eyes, and Wang Yang suddenly turned around and waved his sword and rushed to the top like the true spirit came to light.
This destroyed Cang Lan’s hands were transported with cold and hot luck, and the knife gas was broken by cold and frozen, and burned by fire. However, in his heart, he felt wrong. He looked back and waved his sword to form a law. Mo Qingfeng felt that the dead air pressure was quite ominous
Destroy Cang Lan, where are you looking at? Suddenly, I heard the strange sound of the lonely man approaching directly to my ear. Destroy Cang Lan, but I turned back and felt cold light splitting to the sky until the soles of my feet were cold.
Solitary candlestick will meniscus giant knife pressure minimum has been a knife chop out surging billow a body paradox charm laughs can’t do without concentration.
Destroy Cang Lan’s eyebrows, tremble, and crack. It keeps coming from your body, but it immediately surges up. The natural cold has little effect, but it spares no effort to fill the wound.
This is a lonely feeling of chill, and even the chill of one’s own blade can be overcome by frowning, flying backwards and holding the knife in a half flame. What is the chill and so on
Seems to think of something, but I have to be turned away by a fierce shock wave to look at Mo Qingfeng with murder.
See Mo Qingfeng holding high the cool breeze and swordsmanship, pointing to close together and touching his lips, making him angry, solemn and solemn, and his lips keep flying. A piece of Guanghua gushing and rolling like a scroll, and the scripture operators fly and spin, and a piece of divination rises from his feet. Fei Ying’s layers of expanding circles are interlocking and constantly oscillating like a lotus.
Is this the same as trying your best? I will be you if I want to die so much, with my meniscus knife on my shoulder and my back against a thousand feet of fire and a cold smile
Vote for pk and get points. Chapter 44 Demon Knife and Blood Moon Sword Pneumatic Sky
Don’t put out Cang Lan’s body spasm, but he is quite strong. He feels that the body scar is being merged with the internal organs to squeeze the pain strongly. Blood rain is sprayed around him, but it is absorbed by the diffuse blood fog to heal his body that should have burst and died long ago.
I can’t personally avenge Mo Qingfeng’s death in the dazzling circle of Guanghua. I also regret that I have cast a glance at the blood fog and surrounded it. Hello.
Suddenly, Mo Qingfeng in the abdomen sank, holding all the true qi in his hands. The cool breeze sword refers to the fierce gale and the hexagrams of Fei Ying whirled rapidly, and several scripture symbols fluctuated violently, making waves like clouds sweeping the sea.
The cool breeze tactic Wan Jian’s cousin Mo Qingfeng drank the last method tactic, and rose to fight against the sword. Fei Ying immediately turned into a heavy yin and yang, and the two gas columns swept away and quickly merged into the cool breeze sword blade.
The demon knife danced wildly and the blood flowed over the rose, waiting for this move. The meniscus giant knife in the hand was suddenly pulled up, and the red brilliance was torn by the number of strokes. The petals of the red rose flew in vain, and the pieces were serrated and condensed into a bloody knife.
The sword is bloody. Changhong Zhiying Mo Qingfeng has made every effort to make the last move. The shock wave sees one demon, one sword and one knife. The two peaks suddenly collide. Suddenly, the four fields become virtual, the heavens and the earth are reversed, and the dome of the sky is left with a piece of explosive sound. I can’t tell the shock wave knife light, but I can’t see the broken flowers and dancing all over the sky.
Destroying Cang Lan was protected by the bloody fog in the center, but it was still overturned. I felt a wave of Tao Qi, and I turned myself upside down and slammed into the ground. All my bones and muscles were wrong. Destroying Cang Lan was painful, but I stretched out my hand and touched a piece that was about to break, but I still struggled to clear my breath. When I saw the blue light lying in my fingers, it seemed to gradually recover.
In the heart, Cang Lan was busy propping up his body to see a bright sky, a discerning fire raging all over the earth, and a number of cracks seemed to collapse, suddenly listening to a dying man drinking, and at the same time, pieces of cold silver fragments broke up in Guanghua all over the sky and went straight to a bloody figure, but the bloody long hair still flew proudly.
Mo Qing Feng destroyed Cang Lan and exclaimed in a hurry, but he rushed over and saw a piece of clear light, explosive flash, mixed with thick bloody aerosol and swept away before the cool wind sword array collapsed.
Destroy the surging billows and rush to Mo Qingfeng’s side. The breeze sword in his hand has been shattered to pieces. Mo Qingfeng vomited a mouthful of black and red blood coagulation in the face upwards, which seemed to be the last breath in his chest. He fell backwards to be destroyed. Cang Lan was picked up in his arms and fiercely destroyed by one person. He just barely closed the knife wound and immediately gave him a hard pull, but he clung to Mo Qingfeng’s arm regardless of the pain. Hey Mo Qingfeng, you can’t die.
Mo Qingfeng’s breath is very weak, and the candle in the wind will be extinguished at any time. The wry smile is very strong. I want your life twice, and it is your enemy.
Since you say so, you should die in my hands. Destroy Cang Lan’s eyebrows and anger. Grasp Mo Qingfeng’s pulse. Turn your hand to gas strength and cling to it, but you don’t know how to input gas strength to support Mo Qingfeng’s broken and dying body. Violet can’t be without you like this.
Violet Zongmo Qingfengli shook his head and closed his eyes, painfully encouraging his chest to gasp and destroy Cang Lan. I didn’t expect you, but you were a person with the overall situation. He shook back the palm of Cang Lan’s hand, and the cold and hot breath made a dying man still feel trembling. Answer my last request.
Mo Qingfeng wiped out Cang Lan and waved Mo Qingfeng’s feeling that he was dying. A glimmer of brilliance flashed in his dead gray eyes.
Can you protect Dong Ning for me? Mo Qingfeng tried his best to buckle the palm of his hand and bent up to force the dead to destroy Cang Lan. What can he refuse to destroy Cang Lan? He bit his lip and caught Mo Qingfeng nodding heavily.
Don’t talk, I have a natural eye, but you can input gas to extinguish Cang Lan, mumbling, and your eyes are cold but majestic. I said you should die in my hands if you want to die.
But Mo Qingfeng has lost interest, holding out Cang Lan’s palm strength and suddenly giving up the world of mortals.
At this time, the high flame holds the candlestick and breaks half of the machete with one hand, but it’s still a strange long laugh. It’s really touching. Is this a death drama?
Destroy Cang Lan’s cold eyes, and the wind and cloud roar. Anyway, Mo Qingfeng is also a violet Sect, but the act of asking for solitude is one hundred times heavier than personal vendetta.
Let Mo Qingfeng get up and destroy Cang Lan, but suddenly I’ll see you later. In that broken Qi shield, Dong Ning walked with a crippled body and climbed up. When he looked from a distance, he already knew what had happened, but he didn’t respond like a dead man.
This guy must not be impulsive to destroy Cang Lan. He knows that Dong Ning is afraid of his grief and anger, but he is out of the way. Mo Qingfeng’s body is injured in the wind and his weapons are greatly damaged.
Gently side eye out surging billow only to see the east coagulation unexpectedly turned and launched a residual qi posture to flee at a distance.
It seems that I overestimated his loyalty, destroyed Cang Lan, turned to him with a slight wry smile, and faced him coldly, but he was alone or not in the way.
Vote for pk and get points. Chapter 45 Loyal Soul Sacrifice Beads. blood night Xiaozun.
Dong Ning knows that he can’t last long, but he thinks that Master Mo Qingfeng is both a strict teacher and a loving father to him. He must not see Mo Qingfeng fall like that.