He took those tyrannical and crazy emerald swords belonging to Master Yi and slowly rose to the highest day, aiming the tip at General burnham.
Like a god.
A statue of a murderous god.
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At the same time,
Where no one can see it.
fort
In that dark room
Svein suddenly opened his eyes.
A crow called out on his shoulder.
In absolute darkness, it’s like some kind of paradoxical prelude to be continued
Ps, by the way, Galen is so fucking ugly now
Page two hundred and seventy Dark cocoon
"charge! ! !” The gate Galen took the lead to react, and the sword will be cut down before a guy who is still numb, even with a sword.
"Stop him! ! !” Olaf is also slow to respond. Seeing Galen’s charge, he picked up the axe and stopped it.
Others finally woke up in these two wild men’s wars, and each of them found the right target to kill.
Fight for life and death again
In the high sky, the confrontation continues
As a god, a man clings to his death, and his sword stares at him and vows to kill the enemy.
His eyes are oppressive and murderous, but with a kind of magical indifference.
Black inflammation burns fiercely, and the whole dark sky has a terrible distortion.
"It’s perfect, Jay." General burnham seems to be unaware of those surging around. He looks at the gap for a long time and sighs.
I don’t know whether it’s sighing at night or Chen Senran’s rage.
Gaofengda
In the gale, there was residual snow falling on General burnham’s shoulder.
Snow white and black nail
There is a strange beauty in the faint firelight around.
General burnham held out his hand and brushed the snow on his shoulder. He looked around and crushed all the drifting snow into powder. He slowly stepped out of the gap on the snowy night.
This step is not falling.
General burnham took the second step along the lonely snowy night as if he had stepped on a ladder.
Chen Senran still didn’t start work. He stood in the sky and watched General burnham step by step.
Like waiting for something.
General burnham walked slowly in the middle, stepping out of the twelve steps like a stroll, just standing opposite Chen Senran.
The wind blew up the gap, and the fire shone high in the sky. Two people dragged them to the ground and cast two beautiful silhouettes.
"Emerald Dream I remember this sword." General burnham looked at the emerald sword in Chen Senran’s hand and said slowly, "Ten years ago, your teacher and I first confronted the sword. At that time, he was as murderous as you, and it was also this sword. It’s a pity that I won a small victory in the first world war."
Chen Senran don’t know if you understand.
He didn’t answer, but slowly drew the sword called Emerald Dream in his hand to the side.
One of that old sword fighting ceremony
"Very well, you are really qualified to let me draw my sword now." General burnham nodded and put his hand on the hilt. "I hope you are as elegant as he is. Don’t disappoint me."
Chen Senran still didn’t answer the emerald dream in his hand, but the emerald green light became brighter and brighter, accompanied by the dark flames burning around him.
Like an extinct storm
As soon as the storm unfolded, it swallowed up the spark light and the night and rolled straight to General burnham, who held the sword still.
General burnham still didn’t move. He still kept the sword drawing posture, and slowly drew his sword without panic and fear.
Draw an inch of sword.
Before the storm completely enveloped
An inch sword
An inch of darkness
An inch of darkness leaked from the deep scabbard and made a huge net in an instant.
All the incoming storms were firmly blocked one inch in front of General burnham.
General burnham continued to draw his sword slowly.
The net was slowly opened. Although the emerald storm was fierce, it was caught in the footsteps.
Even in inching towards Chen Senran contraction.
Chen Senran suddenly growled, and bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared, and the magic lines surged like the sea.
Black inflammation is three points stronger.
Emerald sword meaning to tear the piece of breath dark net counter-attack towards general burnham one inch.
General burnham remained motionless, and his sword was half drawn.
He glanced at the opposite side and burned himself like an evil ghost in the dark night. Chen Senran nodded slightly and said, "The style is not weak, and it was enough to be taught by my sword."
As soon as the word "Teach" fell, General burnham stopped slowly drawing his sword, and others suddenly stepped forward, leaving half a sword suddenly drawn.
Suddenly, the dark rush was originally a little bit of darkness, and it was overwhelming towards Chen Senran.
Those emerald swords that were fierce and crazy for a moment were directly torn to pieces, and Chen Senran was swallowed up by darkness that represented the whole world in a blink of an eye.
There’s no more murder and tyranny.
The wind continued to blow the fire obliquely.
General burnham sighed in the sky and slowly sent the sword back to the scabbard.
But just when he put the sword back in the middle, he suddenly stopped.
He slowly looked at the original Chen Senran place.