Martial King’s Retired Life

Master, who is regarded as martial arts endowment, is perfect in human virtues. When the hero of the Divine Land, who pursued the great ancestors and chased the first ancestors, was in charge-ironically = one is no better than what he did. it is good. In terms of the number of sacrifices, it can even be said to be an overwhelming failure.

In the face of broad desert ridicule, no one at Daluoshanmen was severely injured this time, but fewer than ten people had broken their hands. This has been an unimaginable record for generations. The only one who can be compared is the head of the first generation, who killed the beast without death.

Their leader, who has always treated them with almost ridiculous sarcasm, has gone through a play battle without even getting his clothes dirty.

"Fearful things shouldn't be here. Shut up."

Looking back at the hill over there, a huge black shadow appeared, which was the beast of the fierce beast that emerged from the shell.

The Minghua sneered--voice, without saying a word, grabbing with his left hand, grabbing--a younger brother, cast it out.

"Palm, head !!!"

Facing this ‘hidden weapon’, the dark shadow of a beast suddenly opened its mouth of blood basin and tried to swallow it. While the teacher and brother were not yet falling, the whole man was 'floating' in midair. A closer look at the man who just found out that Shicai had thrown him out, I do n’t know when he has come to his side, he took him and turned him upside down.

The younger brother was dropped on the ground, but the man stood on the treetop, as if his whole body was weightless, staring at the gazebo.

"It seems that this product only knows to eat and opens its mouth for everything.

Someone yelled, "Headman! The ancestor was injured just now and hasn't replied yet. What should we do?"

"Ah, I know.

After the shell was broken, the endless greed did not appear, but he instinctively understood where to go and went straight away from the mountains.

"Head, it, it's gone!

Minghua said a little meditation, and said.

"The dead old man returned when he was full of energy. The rest of the waste was rolled back to find his own mother-in-law and bandage her wounds.

He is so beautiful that he doesn't look like anything on the earth. There is no trace of emotional fluctuations in his ice-like face, but he gives a surprising command.

"But, but the head, it takes at least half an hour for the ancestors to recover.

"I didn't say it, did I know?

Obviously people are still here, but the voice is clearly heard from dozens of feet away.

When the figure of the man on the treetop _ disappeared from people's horizons, the figure suddenly falling like a meteor has fallen into an incredibly large opponent, pressing it to the ground, landslides, cracks into pits, from inside A burst of yellow dust burst, and the wind was so strong that it almost lifted people off.

The man pressing the ferocious beast with one hand smiled coldly.

"Where are you going, dead pig?‘

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