Invincible Dragon Cultivation System

"It's really interesting that a small force at the second level still has a saint!"

"This little girl of the thorns faction, it is estimated that he can't even make three moves."

"The Mu Wanwan in the Flame Palace seems to be a martial artist at the seventh level. Even if she is given a hand, it is estimated that she will be able to defeat her within one or two moves!"

"Listen to the meaning of the saint, to teach the little girl of the thorns school a lesson!"

The crowd around were staring at the field, and they started talking.

The elders and deacons of the Thorns faction were very nervous, even if they knew that Xiaoyu had a terrifying innate body, they were still very worried when faced with a disciple of the Flame Palace.

After all, Xiaoyu's training time is too short, and he has no experience in fighting.

However, the faces of Elder Fan and the head of Tang who were on the side were relieved.

"Ha ha!"

Below the big tripod, Elder Liu smiled faintly, and looked at his apprentice with satisfaction.

"Let you act first, little girl!"

Mu Wanwan looked at Xiaoyu with a disdainful face. After holding one hand, holding the software in the other, she picked her!

"good!"

Xiaoyu took a deep breath and held the long sword in his hand tightly.

This was the first time she had fought with people, and it was also her first actual combat.

She closed her eyes and recalled the swordsmanship taught to her by her master and Tang's head in her mind.

"Puff, what is this little girl doing? Isn't she too nervous?"

"Haha, this saint of the Thorns School is so interesting, she closes her eyes nervously!"

"Even such a little girl is made a saint, it seems that the Thorns School should really be disbanded!"

The people around saw Xiaoyu's appearance and laughed.

This thorny saint girl is really interesting!

"I'm going to attack!"

Xiaoyu opened his eyes and stared at Mu Wanwan coldly!

"Haha, little girl!"

Mu Wanwan shook her head disdainfully.

However, at this moment, Xiaoyu held a long sword and attacked directly.

The sword is sharp, and the attack is like the wind.

With speed and strength, Xiao Yu has completely adjusted to his peak state.

This sword almost reached the peak of Martial Artist's eighth level of attack power.

"Um?"

At the moment of Xiaoyu's attack, Mu Wanwan looked at the swift sword, a biting sense of crisis came, her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly resisted!

"what!"

A scream of horror spread throughout the venue, and Mu Wanwan looked at the long sword that struck her abdomen with horror on her face.

There, a sharp sword pierced her clothes and blood overflowed.

If it wasn't for Xiaoyu to shift the long sword, this sword could directly kill Mu Wanwan!

Shock!

Everyone looked at this scene on the stage in shock, with an incredible look on their faces.

They stared blankly at Xiaoyu's sword hitting the disciple of the Flame Palace.

With just one sword, Mo Wanwan, the seventh-level martial artist of the Flame Palace, was instantly killed.

"What a fast sword, what a strong sword!"

"This speed, this strength, at least Martial Artist level eight!"

"Oh my god, this saint of the Thorns School turned out to be a martial artist's eighth level cultivation base, it's really incredible!"

"One shot, this... this girl is so strong, so strong!"

"At least level eight martial artist, a young man who is less than twenty years old has the strength of level eight martial artist, this talent is really terrifying!"

"Martial artist is eighth level, isn't it possible to reach the innate realm in the future, no wonder the Thorns faction canonized him as a saint, the talent is so terrible!"

"The talent is terrifying, even the saint son and daughter of the Flame Palace don't have this talent!"

In an instant, everyone around them all boiled, and they looked at Xiaoyu who was able to kill the disciple of the Flame Palace in an incredible way.

Just now, they were ridiculing and disdainful, but in an instant they killed it directly, this...

The talent is terrifying!

"How can it be?"

Even the children of the Flame Palace looked at Xiaoyu with shocked faces.

The strength of Martial Artist Level 8 has far surpassed many Flame Palace disciples, and what shocked them even more was her talent!

The faint smile on the face of Saint Luan Fanghua slowly converged, and she looked at Xiaoyu in shock, her eyes flickering.

Below the big tripod, the four elders of the Flame Palace watched this scene with surprise, staring closely at Xiaoyu.

A saint of the second sect, a little girl who was only eighteen or nine years old, even possessed the strength of the eighth martial artist.

This talent is comparable to the saint son and daughter of their holy gate.

"Am I winning?"

Xiaoyu looked at Mu Wanwan with a horrified face, and said faintly, her voice spread throughout the court.

Everyone stopped breathing and stopped talking.

At this moment, the needle fall can be heard.

"Well, what a thorny saint, what a Tang Linglong!"

Elder Liu sat under the cauldron with a gloomy expression and murmured in a low voice.

"Elder Liu, it's nothing more than a talented little girl. Before she grows up, the little girl is still a little girl!"

An old man on the side heard Elder Liu's words with a nonchalant expression on his face.

He slowly stood up, looked at Xiaoyu, and said with a smile on his face: "Well, the little girl is so talented that she has reached the eighth rank of martial artist at a young age!"

"Um?"

"What's the situation, the elder of the Flame Palace personally praised it!"

"This elder doesn't have the heart to love talent, right?"

The crowd around saw an elder of the Flame Palace stand up, his face was surprised, and looked at it suspiciously.

"Wang Yu, right? Very good."

The old man continued to praise: "It's a pity to stay with the Thorns School for such a proud girl of heaven, but after all, you are also a saint of the Thorns School, so let me call the shots once today."

"In view of the extraordinary talents of the Saints of the Thorns School, we have a disciple behind the heroes of the Thorns School. I am the master. This saint of the Thorns School marries to our Flame Palace and to the descendants of the hero Peng Deacon!"

The old man stood beside the cauldron and announced directly.

"What? Is the Flame Palace going to marry the Thorns faction?"

"Marry the descendants of the Flame Palace hero, the Thorns faction will not come to the Holy Gate Flame Palace because of a blessing in disguise!"

Everyone in the audience was taken aback for a moment, followed by the discussion, some envious of the Brambles faction being a blessing in disguise.

However, the elder's words surprised all the Thorn School disciples.

"Married to Deacon Peng's descendants, isn't Deacon Peng's descendants Peng Fengyun, that ugly and bad fool!"

"Blessed is the betrothal of the saint of the Thorns School to a fool like Peng Fengyun!"

"Tsk tusk, this thorny saint is pretty, and that ugly and stupid fool is really lucky!"

The Thorn Sect disciple was taken aback for a moment, and then said in a low voice.

Although their voices are small, they are surrounded by warriors, and they can all hear them.

When they heard the discussion from the Flame Palace disciple, they were immediately stunned.

It is a naked insult to betroth the saint of the Thorns School to an ugly and stupid disciple of the Flame Palace!

Nothing is more insulting than this!

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