e war.
”if you uld be a little stronger, that would be different.”
unlike the anger without memory, the thrill was very calm.
”he's dead!”
after listening to the words of shock, the anger without memory became more and more difficult to ntain.
he clenched his double swords and rushed up again, even because of anger, even because of his anger, he did not even use the sword formula, but pure true yuan and waving the sword.
”you lost your posure.”
the words of shock understate the sword that no memory swung indiscriminately and dodged in the past.?
he closed his eyes, shook his head helplessly, reached for an accurate grasp of the hands without memory, and clamped him to death.
”if you lose your posure, you will die.”
when he finished, he sent his hand forward and pushed the memory back.
”don't be there high, you don't deserve it!”
after wuyi was pushed back by surprise, he calmed down a little.
he looked at the thrill, roared, raised his hands, and the aura around him nverged towards him at full speed. two swords, one black and one white, fi