Martial King’s Retired Life

Will it miss? This is really the first adjective other than ridiculous. This is like looking at a magical archer wearing a hundred steps through Yang, shooting the apple in front of him, which is incredible.

Jia Yunfeng was annoyed in his heart, and when he came back, it was another trick to fall into the sky.

Ming Fei was slightly flaky--the side of the neck, the Tianwai forward missed his head, and pierced straight from his side again, still empty. Jia Yunfeng sang, dragging his sword back, his sword flashed back, and he flew back in front of Ming Feizhen. I don't see how Ming Fei really dodged. He slightly-leaned his head, this-the sword fluttered empty.

Jia Yunfeng's whole body is like a falling ice cellar. Even though outsiders don't know, he knows this feeling.

He couldn't be more familiar with this scene. This was his nightmare for thirteen years; but he didn't want to stage it again now that his martial arts progressed

Although my heart was panicking, my hands and my hands were moving again. Shenfeng Canruo is light and snowy,-throwing out is a white light. But no matter how clever his moves, Ming Fei can always just escape his swordsmanship with a slight difference.

"I said you were wrong."

"To shut up!

Jia Yunfeng continued to use the sword technique he just used again, but it still couldn't work. He was convinced that his martial arts had not regressed, but he didn't know how to do anything but was useless.

Jia Yunfeng was flustered in his heart, because this situation was too unusual. The most important thing is that his gas induction is also completely disabled. From the beginning, Jia Yunfeng could not detect the real movement of Mingfei. He didn't seem to move, but it shouldn't be so even if he didn't move at all. Jia Yunfeng's induction of Qi was shrouded in Ming Fei's body. It was like seeing a human-shaped stone or wood without any reaction at all.

Ming Feizhen seems to be refusing to be detected and refused to be recognized. There seemed to be a layer of mist floating on him. The fog of the past appeared again. The distance he thought he had overtaken was pulled away again.

Amway with you, my group ID, there are a lot of people now, too often still haunts: 330906859

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