City's Demon Bodyguard

The posture, although this man is a man, is more like a shrew than a shrew. The woman standing beside him hugs his arm and starts to whine: "brother Boshi, some uncle and uncle cousin of the family have not come back! You're going to avenge them! "

Zhang Qian looked around and found Xuanyuan Zhi, whose face was scolded as iron and green: "you are now a member of the Yiyi gang. With our support, the seat of the patriarch must be yours!" Xuanyuan Zhi settled in the mind, thinking of his experience in Xuanyuan family and just now Chen Bozhi scolded the scene, the heart fire.

"I bah, Chen Bozhi, when is it your turn to interrupt my Xuanyuan family? You said Xuanyuan family is not thin to me, but in addition to a Xuanyuan Qingken who is devoted to martial arts, he really told me to give me a voice of Uncle five. Which of the other would like to treat me as a person? Because I am a private child, should I live to swallow my breath and be maimed by my own fellow family? "

The gorgeous woman sneered and talked about it with her waist in a strange voice: "Hey, Hello! How do you talk? How can our blog be an outsider? My husband of Xuanyuan Zhen is better than you

Zhang Qian took a mouthful and they were indeed a moral line. They really met the old saying: not a family, not entering a family. The ancients never deceived me. The good rascal is their elder generation, and he opens his mouth to a wolf and a bitch.

Thus, Xuanyuan Zhi here has lived a lot of life. Zhang Qian, who was directly upset, flew out of Taiji needle and ran to the couple's face, patted Xuanyuan Zhi on the shoulder, expressing comfort.

Xuanyuanzhen and Chen Bozhi pull out their swords and sheath, separating Zhang Qian's flying needle, and then he stepped forward to Zhang Qian with great effort. The couple, the move is very tacit, a special stabbing Zhang Qian on the upper plate, a special attack on Zhang Qian's bottom. For a while, Zhang Qian only had the power to parry.

One red, one blue and two swords, gorgeous flying in front of Zhang Qian, in the ultimate visual enjoyment, hidden endless killing machine, Zhang Qian was too worried to prevent, missed a move, face more blood marks. The two men joined hands, much more than the Xuanyuan Qing who practiced martial arts into infatuated.

Zhang Qian saw the two men with fierce swordsmanship and only made a faint move: "I heard that this battle between the masters of your Xuanyuan family was very lethal. Zhang Qian secretly said: I was really a minor enemy just now. I didn't expect the effect of the two men to fight the enemy so horrendously. Fortunately, they were stimulated to lose their sense, and now the scale of victory is leaning towards themselves.

Zhang Qian slightly bent his knees, jumped up, and escaped the sword from Xuanyuan Zhen Ping Ping. He stood on the wrist of the hand Xuanyuan Zhen held the sword, then bowed to release Chen Bozhi's flat cut, and then a straight fist was printed on Xuanyuan Zhen's heart.

5000 kg of power, unreserved, blew out, this fist directly broke Xuanyuan Zhen's heart, blood flew out, making it die on the spot, Chen Bozhi's ferocious face more distorted, the voice hoarse, the vicious eyes unreserved stare at Zhang Qian.

"Zhang Qian, you dare to kill my beloved wife. I will break you to pieces."

Zhang Qian, with a slight eyebrow and a slight tick at the corner of his mouth, "I will not kill her, waiting for her to kill me?"

Chen Bozhi has a red blood, and his killing intention is suddenly strong.

This killing is so strong that Zhang Qian has a kind of illusion that he has died under Chen Bozhi sword. For a time, Zhang Qian feels stiff and has a little hard to move his fingers. "Jane, look at it, I will avenge you and go down with you!"

Chen Bo Zhi's face became thin, and finally understood that his teacher only had a very good feeling for his teaching, which was the best way to teach sword. Xuanyuan Zhen has died, he has no worries in this world. Chen Bozhi's heart is between life and death, and integrates with his sword.

Chen Bozhi quietly looked at Zhang Qian, not to speak, like Zhang Qian as the air, to Zhang Qian where, gently waved a sword. What kind of sword is this, no shadow and no trace, no move and no momentum, even Chen Bozhi's sword intention of painstaking practice for many years is not in it.

This sword only contains emotions, ecstasy, lament, hate, or various emotions mixed with the murdering machine to Zhang Qian. The sword Qi is 30000 miles, a sword light cold 19 states seems to be describing such a scene!

Zhang Qian looks at the light of the sword that waves to him, and his fear of death is pouring into his heart. If there is no accident, he will die under this sword.

Zhang Qian felt despair for the first time. Move quickly. Move. I don't want to die now.

But, just when Zhang Qian was desperate, he suddenly heard a loud noise.

Bang!

Chen Bozhi burst into a cloud of ashes.

He still did not have the legal person sword to unify, go into the devil, die under his own thought.

Zhang Qian looked at Chen Bozhi, who turned into a gray, suddenly sighed, "from then on, all the resentment has been over."

He suddenly wanted little loli, Su Yuxin, Qin Ke and those who loved him and loved him.

"It seems that I should have a home." Zhang Qian muttered to himself, and his eyes gradually became tender and firm.The bright future is waiting for him.