Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

A beautiful woman stood next to the young boy.

The cultivation of the two is not high, but it is the triple of the other side of the land, but whether it is the orange woman or the little boy, the momentum that is revealed is not comparable to ordinary people.

Luo Zheng and the Yiyi teenager looked at each other and said to Su Kuan: "Let's go."

The two walked along the street and swept past the young boy.

After not taking a few steps, I heard the young boy saying, "Can you stay?"

Luo Zheng frowned and turned his head and asked: "What?"

"Wu Jian Ling liquid is what you do?" asked the young boy.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng has confirmed nine out of ten.

This young boy is the one behind Situ Xiu...

Luo Zheng originally thought that the cultivation of that person should be very advanced, and the age should not be too small. I did not expect it to be a young boy.

"What is it? No, how?" Luo Zheng asked.

The young boy’s gaze was pure, and he looked at Luo Zheng’s eyes and immediately said, “If it wasn’t for you, I would kill you. If it is, I can leave you a life.”

"Here is Dragon City, who are you, dare to start here!" Su Kuan said coldly.

The young boy took a look at Su Kuan and reached out with a hand.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng’s face suddenly changed. As the enemy was in the air, there was a snow sword that suddenly appeared in his hand.

The raging swordsmanship has been like a tidal wave, rushing toward the robes!

The several lords at the gate of the sword training tower did not know what happened. They only saw what the young boy and Luo Zheng said, and suddenly they started.

And looking at his posture, Luo Zhengyi was so determined, they were also shocked.

However, the swordsmanship of the "Six-Sword" is only eight inches away...

When he felt that the "air" in the hands of the young boy was scattered, Luo Zheng also hardly brought back the "Six-Sword".

The energy of the enthusiasm is violent and instigated. Luo Zheng naturally can't do the freedom of the clothes and the self-sufficient energy of the sacred clothes. Luo Zheng can only incorporate it into the body world and let it burst on its own.

“It’s a loyal person who takes care of his own men,” said the teenager, shrugging his shoulders.

Su Kuan is a kind of inexplicable look, completely ignorant of what happened, but he did not know that he had already taken a turn at the gate.

Luo Zheng’s perception is very clear. This young boy’s shot is to kill Su Kuan, and there is no room for negotiation.

"It’s not that simple to deal with my people again," Luo Zheng said with a sullen face.

The boy in the robes is still a look of indifference, and smiles: "Where is it for you?"

"Self," Luo Zheng responded.

The young boy licked his mouth and said to the woman in the orange dress: "You see, this person is very savvy. I know that I can't take him, but I still have a look of fearlessness. It is too much..."

The woman in the orange dress smiled and did not express her opinion.

"But... you really thought I didn't dare to treat you?"

Half of the words of the young boy, the original easy-going breath disappeared, and the footsteps suddenly took off and went straight to Luo.

He still has no swords, and he has a small air in his hand. The whole person, like a clumsy elephant, moves slowly toward Luo.

While walking, waving his arms in the air...

Looking at the pace of the boy, and the air in his hand, Luo Zheng also took a deep breath and mentioned the snow sword in his hand.

The energy of the enthusiasm lingers in the hands of Luo Zheng, and the snow sword that shines with the light is also a sword.

"call……"

"Hey..."

"call……"

"Hey..."

The energy of the melting road did not burst. When the snow sword meets the air in the juvenile, the power of the six-sword sword is naturally eliminated.

Every time you swing a sword, Luo Zheng will consume a "six-sword sword."

He and the teenager are like a family-like move, consuming more than ten times more energy than Situ Xiu, and the pressure is even stronger.

He has been advancing since the young man waving the air.

In order to fight against this air, Luo Zheng is constantly retreating...

Su Kuanyu’s eyes widened, and the orange-dressed woman was still smiling, and the few lords were inexplicable.

The gentleness of the sword at the entrance of the tower, clutching his fist, hesitated in his heart. If he thought about the Qiuyin River, he would not intervene now, nor would he interfere.

In the face of pressure, Luo Zheng continued to retreat.

He felt that the air in the hands of the teenagers was getting more and more solid and stronger.

At the beginning, he stepped back on the sturdy stone surface and only stepped on the shallow footprints. As the pressure grew, the footprints became deeper and deeper.

When he stepped out of the ten steps, every time he stepped back, the stone surface made a crack of "啪"...

After twenty steps, there was a slamming of the snow sword, which suddenly broke.

The long-snowed sword of the rupture suddenly spurred out, hitting the load-bearing column of a building not far away, and the building collapsed, causing many people to look at it.

The young boy is still holding the air in the air, pointing to Luo Zheng’s neck and holding his head proudly and saying: “I... know the sword better than you.”

The young boy's right hand gently swayed, the air of the group dissipated, and all the pressures of Luo Zheng disappeared without a trace.

"Remember my name, my name is Mo Yijian."

When he finished, he turned his head and reached for the woman’s waist in the orange dress.

However, he had not taken two steps, and he heard a crack in the distance, and the broken snow sword hovered and flew back in the hands of Luo Zheng, while Luo Zheng said, "This sword will be broken, you will lose me, your sentence, I will return it to you."

The young boy looked back at Luo Zheng and smiled disdainfully. It didn't seem to be in his heart, but he exchanged something with the orange woman's whisper.

"He hasn't answered your words yet..."

"No need, Wu Jian Ling liquid is made by him, or he will die after three steps back."

"It’s **** three steps, but people have withdrawn twenty steps!"

"Mom, it really exceeded my expectations. I thought he could only withdraw ten steps, no, eight steps..."

"A sword brother will also worry about it! Hehe..."

"Crap, the two guys on the top of the mountain are not weak, and Dragon City has come back with a bowl of rice..."

"..."

Luo Zheng looked at the broken snow sword, smiled and shook his head, and gave Su Kuan a look. "What should I do?"

This is very easy to use the snow sword Luo, I did not expect such a short life.

"You can fix it, but it's a little trouble..." Su Kuan's face was distressed.

Before the snow sword broke, Su Kuan always felt that such a fight was inexplicable, and thought that Luo Zheng was playing tricks.

Until the sword broke, he realized that Luo Zheng was completely at a disadvantage!

Luo Zheng in the eyes of Su Kuan is already a mythical enchanting, and the young boy is even more perverted than Luo Zheng!