Iron luster brings out bright blood.
At this moment, Tai Tai Jin Shen Ying seems to be finished with those splashing blood.
He seems to have become a bully boxing incarnation, and he is already "inhuman" with blood and tears.
Sixty years later, things are neither human nor boxing, but they meet Yang Zaixing again.
"kill! ！”
This is from two people spit out words at the same time. Yang Zaixing’s figure moved sideways from the front of Kim Tai, and the knife light broke the context of boxing, and a drag cut completed the ending of that knife.
After the two men approached the flint, they pulled seven steps to the left and right.
Ever since the dawn, Yang Zaixing’s knife has been wielded, killing Jin Tai’s body, slashing the knife marks from his chest and taking Jin Shenying’s life.
The winner’s face suddenly turned white as if he had been soaked in a cold pool for three days and three nights.
Yang Zaixing turned his back on those who couldn’t get their hands in.
Those people can’t believe that there is a dragon figure in their eyes coming out of his spine.
In a trance, a dragon burst through the body and roared wildly.
But in the blink of an eye, the terrible scene vanished again, with Yang Zaixing’s sudden rags and gurgling blood behind him as if to prove that the scene just now was not an illusion.
There is no interest in the forest
Ma Yu, Temujin and others have gone far away.
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Jin Wu Luo Yu Tu Dongsheng
When the bright moon has gone through a long track, the night before the battle seems to have passed for a long time.
The clouds in the east reappeared the dawn, and a small boat went downstream in Yuanshui.
These are the three clippers that came with Mrs. Kim and them-but now there is only one person left on this ship.
Temujin’s forehead belt is left with salt frost dried up after excessive sweating. His face is haggard and he rests at the bow of the boat.
Temujin had been to the driving place for a few days when he was on his way in this boat, and after a few eyes, he understood this method of boat handling.
After the location of the crane is determined, the river basin where there is no obvious need to turn can be transported by boat.
When three clippers came, one was left when they left.
Like Temujin, the fate of the three brothers, Chilaowen and Muqali, has left Tiezhangshan forever.
From Tiezhangshan to Ferry, if it is grassland, riding and whipping is just a matter of fingertips. Temujin is the first time to think that the original seven miles can be so long.
In hot pursuit, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and Sun Buer were mobilized by Wang’s order, and the iron palm gang helped all the people from all over the country to gather around with swords and guns, hand bows and arrows, copper mesh bamboo and wood sharpened and became a trap in the forest
Chilaowen and Muqali survived a mile or two, and then they were killed by Temujin alone.
His toughness is so terrible that even the injury is not intact. Wang Chuyi, Yang Tiexin and others have been alarmed to play one after another
Tight encirclement ambushed on all sides for more than five hours without stopping fighting, and Temujin finally came out.
Aft a long breath, he picked up his weapon.
This weapon is called Sulu ingot with a three-pronged tip, and a small disk with a black and white mane of a stallion fixed around it, and a long rod-shaped three-pronged spear connected to the center of the disk.
It is said in the grassland that this is a god-given weapon of immortality. Point it to where you fight and you will win.
This is also a heavenly weapon that can echo Temujin’s "Cang Lang"
But now this weapon is one and a half feet long.
The man who claimed to be Qu Lingfeng had broken wings from behind, and that piece of copper wing was intact, which cut off Chilaowen’s head and Sulu ingot.
Temujin broke the lance and struck off the man’s legs. He hated the other side for coming too soon and didn’t come. Chilaowen completely avenged himself.
Suddenly, there was a faint reflection on the shore, which fell into the corner of Temujin’s eye.
When he turned to look, he saw some branches thrown in the river, and a man lit them and threw them at random, so he crossed the river and came to the boat.
Temujin looked at him carefully, looked at his pale face, smelled the smell of blood behind him, and said in some crude Zhongyuan dialect, "Planning all this killed Mrs. Jin Guo. Was it such a young man?"
"When I chased you all the way, I saw that there were 700 casualties. Even Qu Lingfeng was injured to varying degrees."
Yang Zaixing’s breath is a little short, and his mouth is slightly bloodshot when he speaks. Obviously, his injury is not light. "Jin Shenying is famous for his strength, but I am not too surprised, but your name is almost a terrible person. If you were willing to work hard for him at that time, the result … is really not sure."
"It’s a pity that he’s not my brother Temujin. He won’t give his life to someone who wants to overwhelm me."