The heavy and sharp blade naturally fell to the ground, pierced the soil and cut a woodcarving.
That piece of wood that can suppress the first-class master is fragile beyond imagination in the face of a man’s control of the iron sword.
Even though Wei Zhaung has made it clear that when farmers really see this scene, they still don’t feel weird and unreal. It’s hard to imagine that they can resist running for more than ten miles under the control of such frivolous and playful things.
Wei Zhaung naturally won’t explain to them again-this woodcarving is far from being so weird and terrible, which is like judging the boundaries.
If you don’t cross that line, you can’t carry his spirit. No matter how strong he is, he is also capable. But if there is such a line close to that line, this kind of woodcarving is almost a threat.
Tian Yan came forward and said, "It turned out to be the quicksand organization, Mr. Wei Zhaung. Thank you very much."
She is the one with the least change in look among all the people. A woodcarving has recovered her manners in an instant after landing. At this time, she also thanked me and asked, "I heard that quicksand was hired by Reese before. I wonder if it is necessary to come to Daze Mountain?"
Wei Zhaung face don’t change conveniently pull up shark teeth eyes drooping Tian Yan sabre.
"What am I going to do here?" He said, "But this sword in your hand will appear in Daze Mountain, and it is worth asking the farmer in detail."
Kenichi, the King of Yue, was shocked.
It’s also the name of a snare killer nowadays.
The characteristics of this sword are too obvious. Tian Yan showed her skill when the woodcarving fell, and her usual image of shallow skill and good pupil technique is very different.
Before the farmer’s mood was uncertain, but now Wei Zhaung’s rhetorical question has drawn everyone’s attention back to Tian Yanshen.
Their eyes are either surprised or suspicious, and if they are sneaky, they will directly put their questions on their faces.
Tian Yan said unhurriedly, "This sword …"
Wei Zhaung’s head suddenly rose a little before her words were finished.
He looked beyond the crowd to the further west.
Wei Zhaung looked up very little, and everyone hardly noticed it, but suddenly he looked at the defender Zhuang.
"I’m not interested in listening to any of your things. If you want to repay your kindness, come with me now."
The original Zhujiajian didn’t intend to share it with the farmers at this time, but Wei Zhaung actually carried out the word "gratitude" and he couldn’t refuse it.
Wei Zhaung calls a phoenix and flies in Bai Niao.
Liu Sha, a three-person farmer, Shennongtang, and two people were carried away by this giant bird.
Tian Zhong, the master of Gonggong Hall, is actually a snare. At ordinary times, he also looks gloomy and says, "This Wei Zhaung is not too polite."
"He used to be employed by the Qin Dynasty to break through the airport city, but now it is elusive to help you."
Gao Jianli took this message and went to the crowd. "Mohist Gao Jianli and Shoppers came to visit the farmers."
"Mohism? After the two of you, "Tian Hu rudely waved his hand and looked at Tian Yan with a bad complexion." What’s going on with this sword in your hand? Are you really a snare? ！”
Tian Yan explained again.
Although this woodcarving attack completely surprised the giant’s identity, it was also caught off guard.
However, Tian Yan can bear the double identity of a net-level killer, a farm girl, and she is even more indescribable. Considering this situation, she is still sure to wander between the two sides.
She not only wants to grasp the peasant power, but also eats into the net handle in turn. How can such ambition be stopped by a mere inexplicable setback?
However, Tian Yan just argued and said a few words, and then he was caught in the eye and got a lot of thoughts.
Her eyes suddenly darkened behind the western hillside.
The western hillside of Langlang Gankun Sunny is also bathed in bright sunshine, but at this time it seems that there is a small place before nightfall.
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