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The first thousand and seventy-ninth chapters sharp teeth

A Zi smiled.

"Mom, your words are so funny. They are all unreasonable and unreasonable arguments. If my father is a hero, I will recognize him. If he is a shameless person, he will rely on help from a fight. What do I recognize this kind of father?

These few words came to everyone's ears with a clear kneeling. Fan Hua, Ba Tianshi, Hua Hegen and others looked at each other, and they all felt that it was inappropriate to come forward to help, but they would not succeed without taking action.

Although Duan Zhengchun is a romantic person, he cherishes his reputation as the four words "heroes".

He often ridicule himself and said.

"'Heroes are sad to pass the beauty'. Even if they cannot pass the beauty', they are still heroes. Wouldn't they see that the King of Chu has Yu Ji, Emperor Gaozu of Han has Concubine Qi, and Li Shimin has Wu Zetian?"

Those who are despicable and cowardly are absolutely disdainful to do things.

During the fight, he heard A Zi’s words and immediately said loudly.

"What's so great about life and death victory or defeat? Whoever comes to help is to be unable to get along with me Duan Zhengchun."

Duan Zhengchun spoke, and his internal strength was inevitable that he would be impure, but Duan Yanqing did not take the opportunity to move forward. Instead, he took a step back and leaned on the ground with his two sticks. After he agreed, he fought. Fan Hua and others were secretly shocked. Although Duan Yanqing was elegant and would never take advantage of others, he was obviously confident and did not need to take advantage of this.

Duan Zhengchun smiled slightly and said.

"Stop the move!"

When the left sleeve was whispered, the long sword was handed out through the wind of the sleeve.

Ruan Xingzhu Road.

"A Zi, look at how fierce his father's sword skills are. He is more than enough to deal with this zombie. But he is the prince, so he can actually give it to his subordinates, and there is no need to take action by himself."

A Zi Dao.

"No matter how good my father can deal with him, it will be gone. I am afraid that my mother will be harsh and soft, and she will be very majestic in her mouth, but she will be afraid in her heart."

These words hit her mother's mood. Ruan Xingzhu glared at her daughter and said to herself.

"This little girl is really ungrateful and she speaks very lightly or seriously."

I saw Duan Zhengchun’s long sword three quick moves in a row, and Duan Yanqing’s internal strength was stronger on the iron rod, forcing the enemy’s sword back one by one.

Duan Zhengchun's fourth sword "Golden Horse Soars" flew out horizontally. Duan Yanqing's left iron rod was clicked by a move of "Biji Chicken to Dawn". The rods and swords intersected and immediately stuck together. Duan Yanqing's throat was rumbling, and his right rod suddenly fell to the ground, and his body soared into the air. The head of the iron rod in his left hand was still stuck to Duan Zhengchun's sword tip.

In an instant, this one stood on the ground, like a mountain standing in the abyss, still moving; the other one was in the sky, like a willow branch floating in the wind, floating in the air.

The audience all said "Oh" and knew that the two had reached the critical moment of competing for internal strength. Duan Zhengchun stood underground, and his feet were able to leverage the force, which was originally a advantage, but Duan Yanqing was condescending, and his whole body was weighing on the opponent's long sword, which also encouraged his internal strength.

After a while, I saw the long sword gradually bent and slowly became an arc, and the thin iron rod was still as straight as a arrow.

Qiao Feng saw that Duan Zhengchun's long sword was becoming more and more bent, and he was afraid that he would break into two pieces, thinking.

"The two never used the highest 'Six-Meridian Divine Sword'. Could it be that Duan Zhengchun knew that this skill was difficult to match the other party, so it would be better to hide his weaknesses? But looking at his internal energy, his potential seemed to be exhausted, and he did not have the ability to use his master."

Duan Zhengchun saw that the sword in his hand would break at any time, so he took a deep breath and pointed it out with his right finger. It was the technique of Yiyang Finger.
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