Martial King’s Retired Life

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There are countless heroic warriors on the vast land of southern Xinjiang.

But if you can push a warrior in the name of 'First \', there is only the man who is called the martial saint among people.

This person has no masters and masters, and has become a family. He has realized a set of amazing and magical skills from the heavens and the earth, and has beaten invincible opponents all over southern Xinjiang. He is of civilian origin and comes from a poor village in an unknown country in southern Xinjiang. In the eyes of Xia Cang people who value blood, such a birth cannot have a noble status.

In the arena killing of the ancient kingdom selected by the Southern Xinjiang Four Nations Alliance, he was not used as a warrior on the field, but was killed by the warrior as the opening, and he sacrificed the blood **** to the sun **** (bird). . Enough to qualify as his pariah.

What I didn't expect was that this sacrifice that didn't know where to fight turned out to defeat all the warriors who hoped to become ancients in one fell swoop.

‘Sacrifice’ became a hot character among nations after the war.

There is a constant stream of people challenging the town. The stronger the challenger, the more solid the name of the gradually rising ‘Wu Sheng’ will be. The strange thing is that the people who deal with him seldom have the vengeance. After the defeat, most of them are with face-faced solitude or enlightenment, as if they didn't know they lost to others.

At the peak, Wu Sheng-ren served as the great land of the ten-nations and led the entire army in southern Xinjiang. None of the generals of the eleven nations have ever been his subordinates or students. Under the prestige of Wu Sheng, Wulin in southern Xinjiang has never had any major troubles. Otherwise, how could it be lucky to have the warrior style of the Southern Xinjiang Warriors and rarely conflict with the martial arts people on the border of the Central Plains?

But ten years ago, the old Wu Sheng had somehow broken his arm. The rapids retreated bravely and left without printing. Only for Wulin-a huge puzzle.

These deeds I later heard inadvertently. Only then did I know what kind of character I destroyed.

I met him twice and lost to him twice. Convinced twice orally.

For the first time, I failed in martial arts, not even a duel. It's just a play between children and adults.

The second time, when I woke up from a dream-like, uncontrollable boundless sea of ​​blood. What I saw was sore. The ground seemed to be struck by a monster, like a house that was smashed by waves of violence.

And the shocking broken arm with red blood.

I lost the duel, and he broke his arm.

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"You, you are less ... but the rest of the words can't go on. It seems to feel like I'm in the same room-there is an unspeakable sense of oppression like an iron block falling to my heart. It makes him look greener. Almost difficult to breathe.

"Don't you blow it, would you like to try it for yourself?"

"Not true.

Aunt Little called my name lightly, with an unquestionable stop in her tone.

"Ah, I know." I responded lightly. Suddenly appeared next to Aso, and stunned the panicked man. I looked at the soldiers of Baimu Guojing who rushed in, watching them panickingly holding up the crossbow at us, but it seemed that they were afraid to throw the mouse. But my gaze kept looking farther away. Even the scene of their appearance is not quite sure when it came into their eyes.

"Seeing his martial arts, a little ... remembered the past. '

The palm of my hand is warm, but my aunt is silently holding my hand. She didn't speak, she just held it quietly. It's like the moonlight quietly covered the forest leaves, it's a kind of quiet filling.

"Little aunt.

"Why suddenly shake my hand =

"I'm afraid of cold.

I silently-for a while, waiting for the mist in my head to slowly disappear and let out a breath.

"It doesn't seem too distracted. '

"It's good to know." Aunt Shi Xiao lifted up the white melon seed face and blasted at me: "I know blindness. People are attracted to you.

"I had to pass it on.

I didn't pay much attention to these guys, looked around, and turned to tell the little teacher. Out

"There are a few people in the east room. The internal force on the body is the same as this girl. It's her family.’

The flower girl didn't know what happened just a little while ago. It was inexplicable to see, but she couldn't help hearing the tribe's location: Then, shall we go to save people now?

"You don't seem to know the powerful crossbow you use to deal with lion and tigers. You are confronted by twenty planes, and you are a hedgehog on the spot.

Without waiting for the flower girl to say the second sentence, suddenly a few soldiers dragged three men in the courtyard clothes-they knew that the man who was not the Central Plains came. The flower was both happy and scared when she saw them. She was glad that she finally knew where they were after a long absence. She was afraid that she was now taken as a hostage and probably her family.

These elite soldiers are really fine, I just finished talking about the position and immediately took my mind to take people out as hostages.

"Sister, they are my people! They are right!"

Auntie glanced at me.

"Someone said it was going to pass."

I touched my nose: "That's just me.

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