So he printed it …

Another purple-robed leader from the Imperial League waved a knife at Chongyang through a hundred feet. He wanted to cut off the strange mark made by Chongyang and also cut the foot of Chongyang into the mountain peaks.
This knife is exquisite.
The hundred-foot-long knife and awn are evenly divided left and right.
If it is beheaded, it will be a surprise that the young magic door master will be divided into two parts from the mountain peak, and the body will be found on the spot.
Unfortunately, this probability is extremely small.
Not to mention, repairing Chongyang will not ignore the purple robe at this time. To take a step back, even if he did not observe this baizhang knife, it would not fall on him.
The reason is simple! In a place like Liangjieshan, let alone a small number of people against the enemy, he will not suffer.
There are not only ten layers of purgatory demons here, but also Tsing Yi sophistry, Yuan Tiangang and ten companions, Luo Changfeng …
Baizhang Dao Mang waved and chopped, and suddenly a thunder appeared in the dark sky. The purple thunder as thick as an arm and wrist was held in Yuan Tiangang’s hand and crossed in the gray cloud.
At the moment when the knife and the thunder collided, there was not only a terrible thunderbolt in the wilderness, but also a sharp and piercing knife that seemed to penetrate people’s hearts.
There will always be a knife ringing before the knife is robbed.
It’s not a wake-up call, because the knife often falls when it sounds before it goes out.
On the other hand, the purple robe leader of the Imperial League is the opposite. His knife is always a real latecomer when it sounds after the knife is delivered.
It was Yuan Tiangang’s misjudgment that the time had already come.
In fact, the purple robe master’s knife has just swung out. The goal is not to seal the magic door on the top of the mountain, but Yuan Tiangang himself
……
Luo Changfeng looked at the edge of the deep pit with a mountain of bones and put all his attention into the wild melee.
Chongyang Yuan Tiangang’s match against the two robe leaders of the Imperial League was difficult to win at the moment.
He can just take this opportunity to clean up his minions
There is no famous sword with that handle, and his feet shake to form flying snow. The cold wind swept through the deep pit and scattered cold snowflakes all over the sky.
Chapter 10 Shu Jian
The coldest is Luo Changfeng Sword.
On the fifth night, when the war was in full swing, Zhao Gou, the green magic hand, didn’t know that Luo Changfeng suddenly felt the cold wind blowing on his face with snow falling, and then he saw a figure appear before him.
At this time, the fifth night is a slap in the bell of the magic warning bell!
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Zhao Gou, the green magic hand, made a scene not long ago. Luo Changfeng in Yunling had several faces. At the earliest time in Hongye Temple, he was curious about Luo Changfeng because they were all the second in Tianjue.
Unfortunately, this curiosity has not been retained until now.