Martial King’s Retired Life

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"I've been waiting for you to say so. The one who arrived step by step was the strong and powerful hand that seemed to be able to hold and break even the rock. The hand was imbued with a huge force almost discernible to the naked eye. Even if rubbed, it is enough to cause serious injuries.

Baekmu has no good opinion of this elder brother.

The two brothers came from a tribe born of a warrior in Xia Cang'an, both born with bravery. In the rigorous trial and error again and again, the two brothers reached the height that people look forward to with their steel-like will and their self-growth in the limit. Baimu and his elder brother-like arrogance and courage not to fear death and challenges, and an overwhelming combat talent that can easily destroy people's sense of competition. No matter who the opponent is, no matter how strong the opponent is, he can finally win the opponent and make himself stronger again.

Everything is very similar to his brother. It's a pity that his elder brother doesn't stop there. When he encountered obstacles and stagnated, his elder brother was able to break through his limits again, as in the past, as if no adversity could trap him. Young Gu Ya realized for the first time that the original God-given talent was only his brother-one. I am just dipped in light like him, incidental

The man next to him called ‘brother’ is the only blood relative in his world and the one who gives him the greatest sense of failure in the world.

So after Fengxue broke his arm and left his print, Baimu never spent any effort to find him. Rather, he practiced martial arts hard to catch up when his elder brother was away. In the past ten years, he has had few adversaries in the Xiacang An-Shi Kingdom, and has become increasingly famous, and is gradually going to catch up with the former Wu Sheng name.

Seeing him for the first time in a few years, his shot was relentless.

The movement of the old man is slower than that of his brother, just like his state of mind at the moment. The conflict between Fengxue and his brother has long existed, and in the past years I don't know how many fights. He doesn't think it's okay to hit one more time. The helplessness he felt was the young king from the throne.

Not many people know that Wu Sheng has been a teacher for two years as the Prince of Peking. He had taught carefully that he wanted to cultivate that kind seedling into Dai Mingjun. However, when the monarch of the Baimu Kingdom was newly bereaved that day, and everything was waiting for the National Teacher to help preside over the overall situation, he left the print and disappeared without a trace.

Today, I was killed by my former lover \ "I ordered it to be a scene that I ca n’t laugh at.

The martial arts in the southern Xinjiang are self-contained, and they try to attack the opponent's weakness with a single hit. This is why all the soldiers in the southern Xinjiang have their strongest martial arts. Hundred-eyed ghost claws have no resistance in the hundred-eye country. Ten years ago, the combination of five fingers could wear gold and iron, not to mention flesh and blood.

But the place where the ghost claws faced did not catch even the old man's horns. The strong air flow swept out, the tables and chairs made of Jianmu were exhausted, and the wood chips were filled with sky. Similar to the pace when Shicai moved, the old man suddenly appeared three feet away; he just avoided this one claw.

The old man seemed as if nothing had happened. Quietly, "Your martial arts seems to have improved, but your temper is still the same.

"Your nonsense is still-so much.

Baimu's eyes did not follow the figure of the old man in the slightest, and his five fingers were closed together, suddenly--Zhu Qiang blasted out vigorously. Obviously just a hand in hand, the magnitude of energy actually reached a foot. The attack range covered the old man's shoulders-naturally including the old man's right arm.

But Wu Sheng did not respond, and the empty sleeve on the right suddenly had no wind automatically, if the whip was pulled out. The current that collided with Baijiquan in the air made the people in the hall almost unstable. Only the two of them looked like a mountain and stood still.

"I seem to be wrong." The aged Wu Sheng calmly said: "Your martial arts are still the same, only knowing some tricks.

Hundred eyes became more and more sinister, sneer

"Fengxue, you're the same. Pretend-Vice-girls have a slow temper, but they don't look down on anyone in their bones. But your disability and want to pack Lao Tzu is not enough to lose your other hand."

The dark armor suddenly burst into a circle of dark brown awns, which looked like spikes, as if full of lethality.

This ability, known as the "Candle Illumination", was exclusive to the supernatural martial artist and did not surprise the old man.

He frowned even disappointed.

"Did you practice martial arts for ten years?" Was as slow as his tone, slowly around his body-the circle is like fog

At the same time that two distinct candlelights appeared, the atmosphere inside the hall suddenly changed-as if the dark clouds were about to thunder. The appearance of jade pillars in the hall turned out to be fissures. The impact of the momentum alone had already damaged the real thing.

"Enough." Wang's voice passed into the ears of both of them. "Your two brothers are fighting. Will you tear down the lonely hall? Give it to lonely."

The young king was not panic. He wasn't as old-fashioned as his father, although his reputation was just as bad. He is not a fool.

A proper battle allowed him to learn that the old man did not lose all his skills as he was rumored-at least he still had the ability to fight against the twelve holy beasts. This was already a martial arts for the martial arts A bargaining chip.

Hundred eyes seemed to be able to hear this sentence-like, Jingqi Shen-Yisong, Tea Mang disappeared suddenly. Time and phoenix blood removed the candlelight Youying almost the slightest

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