Real use of virtual virtual control real blade swing around the sonic boom white steam diffusion as a dense thunder rumble let all the people who are coming here listen to the heart.
In the thirteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the face became dim in the thunder knife, and the texture was weak. The golden face skin faded gradually because of strong practice of disordered scriptures.
Three feet in front of his face, the golden light has shown the shape of a knife tip to the depression.
The one hundred and tenth thunder was too full of noise, and Yunhan fell from the rolling white steam.
This time, he fell close to the golden curtain, not ten paces from the roof, but directly into the courtyard.
Bang!
A pair of moire black boots landed.
The golden light that enveloped the mulou melted away at the same moment
The three-story building also collapsed with Hua.
Yes, it’s not a boom, but a crash
A pile of building materials collapsed from high to low, but it didn’t make such a shocking fall, but it looked very thin, as if it was not a pile of precious wood and bricks, but a pile of rotten wood mixed with some hard cakes.
Those tiles are also directly broken and then shattered, and there is no normal scene in which building debris collides with each other when the building collapses.
Those things are so withered and resigned.
The sky was white with smoke and dust, but the night on that long moon had changed back to dusk.
A piece of sparse noise, Yuan Thirteen, straightened up from the center of the ruins and faced Fang Yunhan.
Woo lulu lulu …
A beam of a house got up due to thirteen yuan, rolled obliquely and rolled until Fang Yunhan’s foot touched his toe and immediately emerged from the interruption, like cotton wadding inside.
"Good just fierce knife strength" complexion snow ran yuan thirteen limit to see the wooden face with how much trance color.
That piece of wood has revealed the deep confrontation between atrix just now.
In the 13th year of Yuan Dynasty, it took Yunhan a whole hundred knives to shake every piece of the whole building and every wooden head fiber into a pulp.
"But I’m still not white."
Yuan thirteen limit continues to speak, and there is viscous blood gushing out of seven orifices.
That building was shattered, and his insides and limbs were all broken, and the strange meridians of twelve meridians were by no means better than that of wood. It is also a miracle that he can still feel it.
He even thought, "If you can’t be soft, you can’t hold on for a long time. Kang Long must have regrets. After something breaks out with the strongest power, it will never happen again. Otherwise, the previous time will not be the strongest. This is the physical nature, nature and geography."
Yuan thirteen limited a full face of blood lead port way
"But how can you keep yourself at the top of your game with one hundred and ten knives?"
"Change due to deficiency and excess"
Fang Yunhan holds a knife with his right hand behind him, and holds it in his left hand. The blue veins in his right hand slowly disappear. The one hundred knives just now are also the highest hero in his life. It is also the first time that he has deduced a martial art of character template from recruiting theory to vaguely exceeding the original level, instead of relying on multiple skills as in the past.
His heart is from Shu Ran to explain and show a little.
"People must have a method to get started practicing knives, but heaven and earth are all-encompassing. If you want to coincide with the wonders of heaven and earth, you must forget the method to get the legal boundary."
"Is the law is virtual? Is the thought understanding that there is limited interference in reality? Only the law is real. The combination of reality and reality, the connection between human law and the field, and the virtual genius are the trinity of heaven, earth and man …"
"invincible sword"
The sudden increase in the amount of bleeding after listening to the thirteen yuan limit is almost like where the water pipe is connected, and all the clothes on the chest are spreading in an instant.
"Real or false" His mouth is bleeding more quickly, and his voice is slightly vague and gnashing angrily, and his face is full of resentment and injustice. "Yes, the heart is empty, and it will be too realistic. I just missed this point, otherwise I would not be the integration of people and buildings, but the control of the arrow!"
"I almost missed it again. Every time I missed it."