The Supreme Soul Emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Liu Wei deliberately, I didn't know: "I am really embarrassed, this king is not good, what is the just, I have forgotten it!"

"Kid! Looking for death!"

Si Zi squinted, a turf, a flash of purple Yao Mang in the palm: "This Hou only gives you a chance, don't say, don't say you!"

"Hey! The district is like Ziwei Great Emperor, but also dare to be crazy in front of this king!"

Liu Wei is a hot temper, and the red sword in the palm is running to the ultimate, showering, and the history of the horses, the silver electricity, and the purple star collide with each other, and there is more than 20 rounds. Winning.

call! !

Liu Wei is shocking, and three times of success, and the history of history is a distance: "A star is really powerful, but it is unfortunately, it is really a bad thing! Hey."

In the words of words, it is a faint irony.

"Hey!" Si Zi is not thinking about it, putting the air blade in front of you, , "This Hou warns you, speed back to me, otherwise, you will have your life!"

"Careful!"

Liu Wei's mouth bloomed and smiled: "This king is equally prepared to be your life!"

When you say, the red sword flashes a touch of cold, the ninth, the magical sword dance, no signs, outbreak!

In an instant, the tens of thousands of sorts are all over the sky, and the sky is red, and the Rotary of the Red Sword is full of the rotation of the red sword, and the history is completely trapped in the array, ready to accept the baptism of sword.

Si Zi was embarrassed to be frowning, and his heart was in the heart. He immediately moved the practice, and his life was soaring at this moment, and there was a whisper whispering in it. It was extremely dazzling.

!!!

Jian Feng is like a rain, pouring down.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

Star mile blinking, the stars aromia!

The ambientized aura, turns a huge waves, with the history of history, and crashed out, the whole history is being flatten in a moment, a deep scream of a football!

Yuan Shao, who is fighting, is quite agile. He is at a critical moment, naturally the sake of the soul of the soul is the ultimate, condensed into the nest, and the whole turtle is contracted, and he is escaping.

It is not so lucky, he has already been poisonous, and he has experienced such a wide range of explosions. The whole person suddenly has a dust, fluttering in the air, integrated with the heavens and earth.

I heard the arrow, the Han army who is galloping, was scared by this sudden explosion, scared the pace of the assistance, obviously the distance, but it is like it is difficult to overcome the crossbar.

"Is it over?" Liu Yu nerve tight.

Smoke is collapsed, and a broken figure is gradually introduced into the eye.

"You ... is really strong!" ..

Chapter 100 Gossip Space, Swordsman

Si Zi wow is spurting a old blood.

Although he successfully held the "phantom sword dance" of the Holy King Semifer, it was also very heavy injuries.

It is not politely that if Liu Wei's strength can reach Wu Zun, or a martial arts level, this perfect version of "Phantom Sword", only one time, you can want himself!

Now, although there is no hand, what is it?

Liu Yu's state is intact, there is a double vortex Santian, he has more aura to explode. It is not a hit, and it's more, how big is it?

"I realized that this king is strong?"

Liu Wei's lips bloomed a touch of faint glory: "Will it be a bit too late? This king will not be in your hand because of your words!"

During the speech, Liu Wei's red sword has been lifted, and the "phantom sword dance" is ready, and the aura is running at this moment.

When the familiar scene is coming, the history of history has grown up his eyes, and the hair is rooted. He can't hurt, and he will have a painful pain.

At the "phantom sword dance", it is about to cover the history of the history. At its feet, there is a gossip insertion, the flash is smooth, the surrounding space seems to be distorted, along with its own, and it becomes distorted.

When the sword is bright, if the rainstorm is pour, the history of the history is a shout, the, disappears in invisible, with it dissipates, and there is a gossip in the gossip.

Diendali - gossip space.

"Don't be very easy to get too early, the morning and evening will come back!"

"I will come back!"

"Back!"

"..."

The voice of Si Ziqi gradually disappeared, and the entire battlefield was quiet.

by!

Just is stinking!

Tang Xuan god, in the face of Liu Wei, the martial arts, actually rely on the juncture, you dare to believe?

No matter what you believe, anyway, the facts have happened, Liu Wei can only be chewed, and the soul will be sent to the Han army who came to the battlefield calm.

System explanation: The rigidity is one of the monetar artificial agents, which belongs to the space type method, which is generally divided into two nunileles of aggressiveness and defensiveness.

It can be used to actively use it, develop into an escape tool, have to admit that history is really a talent. It seems that the Taoist chasing, it really gave him a lot of diamond banquet.

To be honest, if you don't want to pull Zhao Zhong, Liu Wei is really reluctant to sacrifice this talent. If you can attract it to refine the medicine, develop and develop ban, in the future, the battlefield is big, then it is true. Use, things do their best.

Looking forward to the sky, Liu Wei shook his head, and did not feel a little wrote.

After a moment, the Han army came to support.

"What kind of people can make such a big movement? It's incredible."

A Han army stood at the top of the deep pit and looked at a wolf battlefield, and Liu Wei standing in the center of the battlefield. He was clear, and his hands were sent, and the trembling opened a speech.

About more than 30 years old, a naughty armor, it is obviously a man who is a leader, with a low and powerful voice, slowly spit out a sentence: "That is the !!

"Liu Wei? He is Liu Wei?"

"General Wang, he is Liu Wei, who is bigger than the yellow towel of the yellow towel,"

"..."

The people were full of horrified faces.

Looking at Liu Wei, you will be able to splash a passage, and the generals of Wang surnamed immediately hug: "At the end of the tiger, Wang Yue, the rescue is late, watch the temple!"