With the ancient sword in his hand, he miraculously penetrated the orc's chest, and Zi Nian instantly followed it, and there was a hole in his chest, just in time to see the crystal ball on the opposite side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The moon, have you seen it, have you seen it......

The purple year murmured, and the setting moon was still lying there peacefully.

It's so powerful, it seems that my worries are a bit unnecessary, this guy is deeply hidden, good things are not good. Baili Zhixi was lightly sunburned.

Without his chest, the orc was still holding firm, he turned his head, made a desperate bet, concentrated all his strength, and just wanted to instantly eliminate Zi Nian's ** and take out his soul!

The Purple Year Imperial Dragon passed directly through the hole in the orc's chest, and as it passed, it lifted the ancient sword upwards until Zhen's own arm trembled.

When he turned his head, the upper half of the orc's body had been split in half, trembling in the wind, and only his head was connected.

Baili Zhixi sighed in her heart, such a strong vitality and more powerful lethality.

The orc's palm didn't stop, and the nails on each finger, the black iron turned into a sharp dagger, which came out of the palm and flew towards the seven orifices of the purple year.

Hide, it's too late, then let's die together!

Zi Nian took the opportunity to raise the ancient sword and pierced through the opponent's palm, and the dagger still fell rapidly.

It's not saved, it's not saved......

The moon sets, maybe, maybe your year is about to reunite with you, please forgive me for being late, now I will accompany you.

Zi Nian didn't even want to dodge those daggers, just waiting for them to fall into his seven orifices.

It's like, as if you'll be able to see your little aunt like that.

Hold the cards in one hand.

A smug smile appeared on the orc's face, as if the soul was close at hand, and it would arrive immediately, no one could stop it, as long as the soul was in hand, these injuries, this almost cracked body, this skeleton, this is nothing, this can reunite oneself, and there must be a beautiful face when the time comes.

The moment the ancient sword passed from the palm of his hand to the outside, the dagger stopped his leap, and all of them fell to the side, like a few pieces of iron, except for shaking the soil on the ground, there was no other lethality.

This was not only surprising to the orcs, but even Zi Nian himself was surprised.

The power contained in this ancient sword......

He pushed the ancient sword forward and cut it in half along the orc's arm.

Then along his shoulder, cut it in half......

That's not enough!

Far from enough!

Zi Nian pulled out the ancient sword and came sideways with a sword, separating his upper and lower body!

"Let's make it all more ferocious!" Zi Nian's power is getting bigger and bigger, obviously he has no spiritual power, but he doesn't know where the power comes from, he holds this sword with ease, wielding it brilliantly.

Aimed at the neck, the sound of smacking, it was the sound of the neck and the blade rubbing, it was the sound of black iron separating from the bones!

Mizusawa Aozuka's neck was erased by the Purple Year!

The body has been divided horizontally, vertically, and in all directions, Zi Nian has really broken them into thousands of pieces with a knife!

Even the last head, Zi Nian did not let go, put it alive on the crystal ball, baked them into a ball, facial features, black iron, all glued together, and then cut into eight pieces, and then chopped into sixty-four pieces......

Every finger, every hair, he didn't let go, 10,000 paragraphs, 10,000 paragraphs......

Zi Nian muttered in his mouth, and kept slashing with the ancient sword in his hand, but his heart was extremely painful, because these could not be exchanged for the moon fall!

He slashed tirelessly, like madness......

Forget time, forget memory......

It's just mechanical chopping, chopping, and constantly slashing, and the orc has no possibility of resurrection, he has become a pair of black iron meat puree, like dumpling filling.

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