Jiang Yu saw Corleone didn’t respond at all. Without hesitation, he raised his sword with a slight joy in his heart.
I’m not afraid of you, Sun Haosun, agarwood is no matter how powerful you are. If you want to pick me up, you can drink a pot of flying swords.
When a Jiang Yu flies a sword, he accurately places Sun Hao in the wrong place.
However, like an ordinary sword hitting gold iron, when a crisp Jiang Yu’s sword was completely blocked by Sun Haoyin’s armor.
Corleone’s right hand stretched out his index finger and middle finger and caught Jiang Yu’s flying sword with a twist.
Jiang Yu fell in love with himself and grew up with him. The flying sword has been broken by life and death.
Staring at Jiang Yu coldly, Sun Hao said, "Your sins are to pieces, but you should die …"
The aloes sword shook slightly overhead, and the sword feathers flew out from the aloes sword, passing through Jiang Yu like feathers.
Stunned, holding a broken flying sword, Jiang Yu stood before Sun Hao and said with difficulty, "You and I are just chess …"
Words didn’t say that finish head body crashing scattered has been firm but gentle cut into don’t know how many pieces of fluttering to fall.
Sun Hao shook his hair and a long hair rushed out. He rushed in from Jiang Yu’s top of the skull and strung his head up.
The white-haired ginger across the street said, "Can’t those bloody ghosts behind you still wipe out your anger?"
Corleone coldly looked at the past "is not enough …"
Chapter DiYiLiuYiLiu Rain clouds float in the sky
Shuguang City quietly resumed and rebuilt.
At the moment when Baizhan rode against Lord Aquilaria, the aftermath of the heavenly sword caused light damage to Shuguang City; Adult agarwood has also taken away the peak of gold shortage, and the defense strength of Shuguang City has dropped greatly, which is also a great test for Shuguang City, which is about to face the shortage tide.
Shuguang City can step up its construction.
In order to appease the people in Shuguang City, Shuguang City informed the city of the cause and effect of the incident, but Shuguang City did not comment on whether it was right or wrong.
Hundreds of millions of soldiers in Shuguang City don’t know which position to speak after they understand the incident.
Finally, a soldier said, "It’s still not strong enough for the Terran to destroy the Great Wall. If the agarwood adults appear in the top 50, they will even become a racial hope star. How can they be so wronged?"
More soldiers remembered the words of Lord agarwood, "The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the spirit can’t be lost."
More soldiers silently strive for strength. Only when they are strong enough to speak can they be emboldened and strong enough to make people have to compromise with themselves. It’s as simple as that.
After two days of calm, the reconstruction of Shuguang City has just been wantonly carried out.
Suddenly, the lotus flower went up to the sky.
Sun Hao, who was stained with silver armour and blood, appeared in the battle.
Even more frightening to Dawning City is that there are more than 1000 monks’ heads in the hair behind Adult Aquilaria sinensis.
These skull blood just dried up.
These heads and eyes are wide open and die unsatisfied.
When Sun Hao finished sending off the battle, the whole dawn city was shrouded in a fierce and murderous look, which made people feel frightened. Many courageous little soldiers couldn’t help but squat down and vomit.
Sun Hao took a little longer to send a thousand ginger brothers’ heads behind him.
After the decision, Sun Hao looked around, but instead of continuing to have a cow in Shuguang City, he turned around and set foot on a trip to Ranglin Island.
Behind one thousand heads Sun Hao collided with a thumping rumbling sound.
After Sun Hao entered the array, it took a few breaths before these heads were sent over.
Shuguang City’s ferocity followed Sun Hao’s departure.
The soldiers in Shuguang City are feeling the residual terror, and their hearts are not cold.
A soldier shouted, "I saw Lord Yu’s head floating high in the middle …"
In the hall, the duke said leisurely, "Jiang Zi, the strongest elder of the Jiang family, has also been beheaded and hung up with agarwood, but where did agarwood come from in Ranglin Island?"
Liang Ke whispered, "The magical fairy pear tree on Ranglin Island was planted by Aquilaria sinensis and Yinpeng’s four concubines. This trip should be to visit the sacred tree that can help people practice and keep him and her sword."
Sun Hao really went to visit Xianlishu.
After entering the virtual battlefield, Xiaoqing’s deathless blood shows a faint yearning. Sun Hao can feel it carefully, but he can feel Xiaoqing’s deathless blood and miss the fairy pear tree.
Disposed of the dawn city, and the violent anger in Jiang’s Sun Hao’s heart released a lot, which dragged the head of Jiang’s brother to visit Xiaoxian pear tree.
To Ranglin Island.
Sun Hao was dragging a thousand lifelike bloodstained heads behind his monstrous ferocity, which frightened the guardian soldiers.
When the island soldiers arrived, Sun Hao said coldly, "Sit on Sun Haosun’s agarwood."
Island terran soldiers immediately crow leader hurriedly hand half kneeling high said "seen agarwood adults"
On the third day, Sun Haoli pressed Shuguang City to kill hundreds of battles with a sword, and the terrorist record has been all over the virtual Terran station.
Now Sun Hao is such a horrible gesture. Who dares to neglect Ranglin Island?
Sun Hao said coldly, "I’ve come to see the fairy pear tree. Let me …"
Fairy pear tree direction Godsworn horse to react to both sides flash Sun Hao without saying a word, dragging thousands of heads behind him to Langreen Island.
The monks on both sides of the place felt a bloody storm drifting from their side, and they were frightened. All the monks couldn’t help lowering their heads and watching Corleone’s banging heads fly by.
White pear flowers seem to feel the arrival of Sun Hao, flying all over the sky, and the rain dyed the hills white and the surface of Gehu Lake white.
Sun Hao came flying and his body was fierce, as if he had been washed by white pear flowers. After landing, thousands of heads knocked on the ground.
Two lines of rolling tears flow from Corleone’s face.
Pear blossoms are still dead.
White pear trees are full of hills. Happy little fairy pear trees may never know their favorite and favorite. Xiaoqing’s mother will never come back.
Slowly walked into the fairy pear tree and stretched out his right hand. Sun Hao gently stroked the cold trunk of the fairy pear tree.