Legend of the Cultivation God

"But it~" Mo Mou shook his head slightly and whispered a few words at Zhu Junfeng.

"Hehe" Zhu Junfeng stood up, and it was a flying sword rushing to the ring, laughing. "My longevity academy is to make up the number, not comparable to Xiaojin Temple and Jiangchao, but in order to let the folks see it. Wonderful performances, my Changsheng Academy also discharged a simple lineup, and later discussed with Xiaojin Temple and Jiang Chaoguan's fairy friends!"

Zhu Junfeng said that the list of Changsheng College was announced, namely: Zhang Chunyang, Liu Chun, Ji Ming, Fan Xiang, Du Yuechen, Taian, Qiu Jian, Li Moming, Ji Dong and Mo Yi.

"Amitabha, the list of the three has been set!" Ming Yue Zen teacher laughed. "The barren and Zhu Dean are arbitrating, and the donors under the fall are also arbitration! Let me wait and see, which fairy friend laughs to the end!" ”

"Okay..." Just as long as I have been waiting for a long time, it is now a crazy applause, and urged the Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism to start fighting.

"You go!" Xiao Hua took a shot, and the magic wand of the income space was given to the world. "Let the old man see how you have a few points!"

"Yes..." Yuanya jumped from the top of the car, and the volley caught the magic wand. When landing, he stepped on a deep footprint on the ground!

Naturally, you don't have to use a ladder. He took a magic wand and took a step on it. He stepped on the pillars of the platform and walked on the platform.

"Oh!", the end of the world will be a magic wand on the ring, faintly said: "Which vulture came up to die..."

"Oh..." Under the ring, there was a lot of sorrow.

At this time, a slightly strong monk also held a Zen stick in his hand. Some of them were afraid. Some hesitantly walked out after the collapse of the stage. It was the monk's monk's correction. This monk did not fight with the endless days on weekdays, but he did not eat a lot of people, but he saw himself facing this **** alone today, and this god’s hand is more of a dark magic wand. !

"Haha. You are Jianzheng!" Yuanya saw this monk, and did not feel laughed. "I don't know how many times I have been beaten, you actually caught up!"

Correcting and shrinking the neck is really fearful, but look at the eyes of Ming Yue, who is like a sword. Correction, just holding the Zen stick in your hand, cried: "Yuanya, when you are ordinary, you don't want to see you in general, but today is different, the poor road will let you see the real repair of the poor road! If you are afraid, hurry. Admit defeat, from..."

Still waiting for the correction to finish, the end of the world screamed, the body volley flew up, the magic wand raised high and shouted: "vulture, and eat Laozi a great!"

"Bold!" At this time, Jianzheng also refused to fear. The swinging of the Zen stick with both hands was also a slap in the middle of the law and ushered in.

The loud sound of "Peng", the Zen stick is inevitably met with the magic wand. Although the correctness of the hand may not be worse than the best, but the strength of the force is great, the huge impact is far from the comparison, only under this attack, Jianzheng's body immediately lost its balance. Involuntarily flew down the ring...

Ming Yue Zen master looked at it, and there was no expression on his face. He himself knew that even if Ming Cheng and Ming Fa came to power, it might not be the enemy of the edge. Jian Zheng was easily hit by the edge... It was normal tight what!

"Amitabha..." Ming Yue Zen master said Zhu Junfeng said, "Zhu Dean. My Xiaojin Temple was defeated in the first game. Please come to the students of Changsheng College!"

"Good!" Zhu Junfeng nodded and looked at the platform. "Zhang Chunyang. You come to teach Jiang Chaoguan's disciples!"

"Yes!" A thin scholar ran up the ladder from the top of the ladder. The scholar dressed in Confucianism, a clear sword in his hand, the ultimate in elegance, and the end is the singer of everyone under the slogan.

"Yuan Ya Xianyou please?" Zhang Chunyang is very polite to hold the fist, and then lift the sword, it is the momentum!

"Please, please, please!" Yuan Ya will not be polite with him, after the ceremony, three bursts of fire, waving a magic wand three hits!

The magic wand rushed to the surface, Zhang Chunyang spurred the meager infuriating dantian, and his body was barely floating in the air. With the dancing of the sword, he fought with the edge. This Chunyang strategy is not correct. His skills are much higher than Jianzheng. However, the means of Yuanya originated from the jungle, and it was killed and killed in the battlefield. The recruits are all life and death, and they are fierce. Extremely, after a few moves, Zhang Chunyang was forced to the edge of the ring to avoid the point of avoiding.

"Under the enemy of the nicknames, thank you for your guidance!" Looked at the open space behind him, Zhang Chunyang did not hesitate, flying out of the ring, it seems that his look is very leisurely, even waving the sword in midair A few sword flowers, turned a few heads and then floated on the ground, rushing to the crowd to hold a gift.

In the face of the world, not only the Jianping and Jianshan of Xiaojin Temple were easily defeated, but Liu Chun and Ji Ming of the Changsheng Academy were also forced to collapse, even if they later stepped on the Xiaojin Temple in the ring, although there was a Buddha. The cultivation is still not the enemy of the world. After fighting for a meal, he will fly the Buddha and have to take it orally.

Jiang Chaoguan is now a great show of power, and one person will defeat the seven people of Xiaojin Temple and Changsheng College! Not only did Xiao Jian look at his eyes, but the people under the ring also lost their eyes.

These people do not know the arrangement of Xiaojin Temple and Changsheng College. They only see that the end of the world is so brave, and they are all stunned. They feel that they themselves were watching the river tide.

Seeing the end of the world will defeat the Mingfa, already has the exhaustion, Zhu Junfeng went to the center of Fujian and Taiwan and smiled: "The strength of the ancestors is high, it is beyond Zhu’s thoughts! However, Xiao Xianyou, you This rule... It’s really weird! Yuan Ya’s teacher is an enemy, and there is no chance of rest in the middle. Doesn’t this become my longevity academy and Xiaojin Temple to bully?”

"Ha ha ha..." Xiao Jian stood up from the brakes and laughed loudly. "I am just a trio of Jiang Chao! You are waiting to be bullied!"

"Let's do it, Xiao Xianyou, let Yuanya rest for a while!" Zhu Junfeng said, "Want to wait for my Changsheng Academy to compete with Xiaojin Temple for a few games, and then let the Yuanya Master come up?"

"Is this not appropriate?" Ming Yue Zen Master is very clear about the cultivation of Ming Fa and Ming Cheng. Ming Fa Li resists the end of the world and consumes his strength. Next, the Changsheng College is no longer good, and it can also fight a lot of tea. Then if it is undefeated, then he must be defeated in the hands of Mingcheng, such a good opportunity, how can the Ming Yue Zen master let go, and if it is the rest of the world, Ming Cheng must be with the Fan Xiang of the Changsheng Academy, this pair of Xiaojin The temple was very unfavorable, so he hurriedly shouted, "This rule was personally proposed by Xiao Daochang of Jiang Chaoguan, and witnessed by thousands of donors. How can it be changed?"

"Nothing..." Yuanya took a breath, and Lili smiled. "The kid can still support..."

"But it!" Xiao Hua smiled coldly. He wanted to leave some face to Xiaojin Temple. You can see these so-called Buddhism disciples doing such calculations, and they are too lazy to keep their hands. They floated under the car and raised their voices. "Yuanya, you admit defeat!"

"Yes~" For Xiao Hua's words, Yuan Ya couldn't make any rebuttals. He whispered a sentence, and he said that he would immediately drift down the platform and not let the water go.

Zhu Junfeng is naturally a glimpse, but he is very interested in watching Xiao Hua walk slowly, laughing: "Xiao Xianyou seems to be quiet and thinking, your next enemy is the model of my longevity college. Xiang, please also have a lot of sentiment!"

"Haha, let's say!" Xiao Hua smiled faintly, still slowly walked down to the ring.

Fan Xiang of the Changsheng Academy had long waited after the collapse of the station. He heard Zhu Junfeng’s name and immediately spurred Feijian, and he flew down from the ring to the downfall!

"Well..." Fan Xiang’s appearance immediately won the applause of everyone. The eyes of all people gathered in Xiaohua’s unhurried pace, and wanted to see how Xiaohua boarded the ring.

Seeing that the platform was near, Xiao Hua quietly hit a yellow character on himself. Then, with a lot of mana urging, the figure slowly floated up, as if walking on an invisible step, step by step in midair. Going to the downfall!

"Silk..." All the Changsheng towns and villages under the ring are staying. They can't imagine that one person can actually walk in the void! It’s almost incredible than a sword light, or a cloud.

"You are not an old man's opponent!" Xiao Hua walked up from under the ring to see Fan Xiang faintly said, "Let him come!"

Said, Xiao Hua will point his hand to the dust.

"Xiao's predecessors!" Seeing Xiao Hua doing this, Fan Xiang knows that he is not an adversary, but still respectfully said, "Now it is a younger's stage, and I have not let the younger generations lose, and the younger generation will not be convinced! The rules of this challenge It is the book of Jiang Chaoguan, but also ask the seniors to beat the younger generation and then say how?"

"Haha, yes!" Xiao Hua laughed. He waved his hand and took it out. He said, "Confucianism means that you can't bend or bend. If you say so, how can you step on the scribe? If so, the old man. Let you know what is called...awesome!"

Said, Xiao Hua calmly stepped on the platform...

Fan Xiang brows a pick, is about to be a gift, just at this time, the whole collapse of the swaying, Fan Xiang body shape can not stand.

But seeing the faint flash of Buddha light above the ring, Ming Yue Zen master exclaimed: "Oh, not good!" The tin stick in his hand immediately urged the mind to fly in the air. Zhu Junfeng is naturally faster than Ming Yue Zen Master. He is standing in the air with his flying sword. He is looking at Xiao Hua with amazement!

Fan Xiang slowed down a bit, and saw that the whole collapsed collapsed, which ignited the infuriating, and the figure flew out from the ring.

What is the weight of Xiao Hua’s Pingtian stick? How can this kind of ruined downfall be resisted even if it is blessed? When Xiao Hua stepped on the ring, he never shot, and he collapsed the whole life of the ring!