“Oh, was the weapon so strong?”

“Oh, was the weapon so strong?” I can’t believe they’ve ruined the lines they’ve been trying to accomplish all their lives… What face should I look at my father underground?” At the next moment, he gritted his teeth about what he thought. “Dokgocheon Stream!” I won’t leave you alone. No matter what happens, you will be punished with my hand!” He was about to fly the new brother. But at this time, someone appeared like an actor in front of him. a person who appears He was Yeonghojinseong, who returned to his true self of a decade ago. “Who are you?” replied Young Ho-jin briefly to Woo Moon-heodo’s harsh question. “People call me the Ten Tens of the West.” “Ten years ago…” Woo Moon-heodo’s complexion changed greatly. He felt caught off guard again by the appearance of an unexpected character. he asked, groaning deeply. “Well! I’ve heard so much about fame. But I can’t believe I came all the way here. “Yes, what brings you here?” said Young Ho-cheng calmly. “I came here for one reason.” “What’s the reason?” “To root out the blood sea forever from the ground.” Umunheodo was no longer surprised. He asked back, raising his eyebrows. “Did you follow the weapons report?” “I have nothing to do with myself, the weapon report.” The face of Wu Wenheodo slowly rose to life. “I’ve heard of your reputation, Tenth Master,” But I think you chose the wrong person.” asked Young Ho-cheng in a subdued voice. “Ummunheodo, you seem to have a deep grudge against Dokkocheon, don’t you?” “Is that right?” “Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.” “You’ve seen it right,” said Wu Mun-heodo, with a sudden expression of seriousness as he dropped the charges. “There is one thing I must clarify. Blood sea is originally mine.” “What do you mean?” “Hemseommagun Umuncheongwang, who was a great escape from Blood sea 500 years ago, is my ancestor.” “…!” Young Hojinseong’s eyes opened wide. “Dokgocheon Stream, the current escape, has only taken over the position of the escapees by vaporizing that I am young. The original owner of the blood chart was Umunga,” Yeonghojinseong finally asked in a calm voice, wriggling his eyebrows. “Woo Munheodo, I have one thing to tell you.” “What do you mean?” Woo Munheodo recalled the suspicion. said Young Ho-sung, staring at him. “If you were my ancestors, would you believe it?” “What?” Woo Munheodo’s complexion changed greatly if he was one of the four kings of Jecheon, who suppressed the four generations of the east, southwest and north, including Hyeolhae-do, Bulsagung, Gwanghonjeon, and Majongmun. But soon he distorted his face strangely. “Haha, that’s strange for a man to be with. So you and I are destined enemies, aren’t we?” “Yes.” Umunheodo.” Umunheodo put his hand in his arms. A blood-colored sword was caught in his hand with the sound of “Slurping!” It was about three letters long and three fingers combined in width. 퍼스트카지노 The Taoist god was glowing red as if painted with blood. said Umunheodo coldly, stretching out his sword at an angle. “This is the Jinsan-Bodo of the Heolhae-do, the island of Heolseom. I’ll give you a try for the first time.” Then Young Ho-jin also shook off his sleeves. Whoosh! With a clear sound, a green sword appeared under him. The sword was engraved with a pattern of lightning. “Brain sword!” Woo Moon-heodo’s complexion changed. said Young Ho-sung in a grave voice. “Yes, sir,” This is the brain sword of Byeokmyeokdae.” He took their relics along with the martial arts of Jecheon Sagong at Sacheonseonggung Palace.