Ouyang Yufei didn't have to stretch his head to see it. That's the picture of the woods drawn by Ryukyu today. They are two masterpieces.
The lights were shimring and hazy.
Night, slowly quiet down, the whole mountain, thousands of troops seem to have fallen into a deep sleep, a piece of peace.
"Xuanyuanche, get out of here. " In this silence, suddenly a blast burst out of the air, burst in front of the Chinese Army account.
A fire knife ca out in the air, and a knife went up to the Chinese Army's account.
The sharp blade is unparalleled and powerful, which is unparalleled in the world.
Xuanyuanche is closing his eyes and chatting with Ryukyu. The first sound of the sound doesn't wait for the sword to strike. Xuanyuanche has opened his eyes, and a backhand is a stab.
Just listen to the bang and the crisp crash.
One sword and one sword were right in the Chinese Army account. The standing Chinese Army account beside it had been split by the fire king's sword, and fell down from both sides, revealing the people inside.
Full of iron anger, a murderous spirit, the king of fire is really the king of fire, a burning spirit almost rushed to the sky. The horizontal knife slashes wildly, with ferocious fire, almost sweeping xuanyuanche.
Seeing the fierce coming of the king of fire, xuanyuanche dare not wait. His body is inclined, and he has a al on the ground under his feet, and a oblique flight has rushed out of the account of the Chinese army.
"Dare to run. " Turning around in the air is a knife. The hot fla is accompanied by the knife. Everything ignites in a flash and burns up. "Assassins, assassins... " The soldiers on patrol imdiately roared and rushed up.
The king of fire saw this cold hum. Thousands of soldiers could not get close to the place where the fire knife passed. They were all scurrying in the fire.
His face was cold and hard. Xuanyuanche didn't dare to provoke his sharp point. He waved his soft sword and quickly retreated towards the woods outside the Chinese Army's tent.
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