Martial King’s Retired Life

Alpoli raised his fist and greeted him with a fist shrouded in light.

The aura of ghosts and spirits around Alpes is not the same as the light on the fist. The bluish light is the spirit of ghosts and spirits after compression. It is densely condensed and has great destructive power.

But that blazing man didn't stay at all, and still shuttled in,-the road and the ghosts really wiped out-a series of sparks, like the peerless swords clashed with each other, and finally touched the fists of Alpoli.

There was a loud sound of "啵", the ghost and spirit field seemed to break a big hole, and it was broken by this inexplicable white light

However, the most shocking thing to Alples was the white awn entity that he caught.

It was a thing in the woods, everywhere.

....leaf?"

The one who wore his inner nerves turned out to be a leaf?

Who is it? Who is it!

Alberus didn't forget to stare hardly at one glance, but only saw his expression of fear in his anger.

No, not him. In terms of distance, it was not him who shot.

Alples groaned, "Come ... who?"

It was not Alples who found this man.

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Almost everyone saw him at the same time.

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Without any sign, he appeared like that under the moonlight of innocence.

His appearance was so abrupt and so natural. No one knows how he came, like the frost falling from the night. But no one thought about the reason for his appearance, as if he had existed since heaven and earth, and no one had the right to question his existence.

If it is said that Aleppo is as numerous as a celestial grove, it is impossible to see visually, this person is like a wonderful law that can't keep changing since ancient times, but has no change. It's like ... it's like 'natural'. Like the wind, like the fire, like the water, like the thunder, like the heavens and the earth, like the sea, like the stars ... his figure is as deep as nature-unpredictable.

He walked in the woods as if walking in the courtyard. But no one doubts that he has the ability to destroy the status quo between his hands.

"No ... how is that possible?"

The man who was stunned was Tang Yan. He couldn't believe looking at Mingfeizhen behind him, and the strange look on Mingfeizhen's face, but only left himself full of doubts. He knew the true strength of Ming Fei, otherwise he would not be angry just now. So he always thinks that the only person who can solve this situation is the truth. But who is this person?

Then I saw the person again.

This man seems to be in his twenties, and it looks like he is in his thirties, but it is not wrong to say that he is in his forties. It was impossible to judge his age accurately.

He has a young face, and looks quite handsome. But the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes showed that the young man had left him.

He was wearing a close-fitting scribe's gown and wearing a black and white gauze, which was very consistent with the temperament of Jiangnan warriors.

He had a long waterfall-like hair, scattered randomly, quite mad. The hair color was extremely weird, black and white. There is no other color from the extremely white like snow like silk to the extremely dark like ink, as if these two hair colors are mixed with-.

The most frightening thing is that he is as casual as walking on a song, as if the vastness of the world can't go. This kind of casualness can be especially maintained in front of such people as Alples. Who can easily do it?

No matter who looks at it, it will be felt that it is extremely suitable to place the four-character crown on the person.

I do n’t know if it ’s a quasi-head, but someone murmured unconsciously: “It ’s Lord of Ye Luobao ...”.

The emperor lifted his head suddenly. These four words gave everything a reasonable explanation.

Black and white hair color, black and white clothes, can not easily judge the appearance of age, the most important thing is that no one can imitate, that peerless martial arts, this talent is the real Ye Luobao master!

As if to confirm the shocking four words-like, the man walked slowly, blocking in front of Alples.

His gaze was like a cold electricity, hitting the heart of Alples with great accuracy, and the unpredictable existence of Alples suddenly became clear, like a gust of wind sweeping away the mist. The emperor's effort to resist the "'Suo Fang Wu Ming'" was only a glimpse to him.

"So daring!"

Since the opponent was provocative in advance, wouldn't Albright sit and watch? Alples's punch full of energy burst out,-the fist struck the man's heart

The man did not shy away, and gently extended his hand.

Ghost and God's blow hit the opponent's palm without bias.

However, that's just it.

Besides, nothing happened again. It was silent, not even a sound.

-When I hit Su Xiao just now!

At this moment, Alples knew clearly that he had made a mistake before, because such a master would not fall down in the sky.

Alples stepped back and groaned, "The pavilion ...

Even asking this question, Alples felt stupid, and the answer was obviously not more obvious.

"Ge \" is not full of the world just now

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