Murdering Heaven Edge

"waste!"

"It's weak!"

"Oh, that's it... still full of confidence to worship the longevity?"

"Where did his confidence come from?"

The long-lived disciples on the square finally breathed a sigh of relief, although they also felt that the younger brothers were a bit strange.

But in any case, after all, their people won!

They can finally sneer at this secular teenager with no mercy.

Those noisy voices, like Chu Mo, are like a group of flies, constantly in his ears, "嗡", "嗡" and "嗡"!

The injury he suffered before was not completely cured, although the devil gave him some yuan medicine, which restored his injury to most of the time.

But after all, it still has some influence.

This time, the little boy seems innocent and keeps saying that he is weak, but in fact, it is insidious!

His strength has already entered the three-level realm of the Yuan Dynasty.

And entering the Yuanguan and not entering the Yuanguan, there is a world of difference!

This palm is very heavy!

Even more than the Devil's injury to all the tortures before Chu Mo, it is much heavier!

The Monarch only wants to scare Chu Mo through torture, let him serve softly, and ask for mercy, but he does not really want to kill him.

But this little boy, who is seven or eight years old, is very sultry. What is his hand?

It is clear that I want the life of Chu Mo!

At this time, the Monarch did not continue to watch the excitement. He came over and raised Chu Mo, and there was no trace. He put a hand on the rib of Chu Mo and entered some vitality into the body of Chu Mo. Protected the heart of Chu Mo.

Otherwise, Chu Mo will have a life worry.

The hand of the demon, the seven elders on the steps, and so on, did not feel it at all.

But Chu Mo... but it is really real feeling.

I remembered my praise and affirmation of the longevity before me; I remembered the excitement and embarrassment of going to the longevity; I remembered his expectation that he would live in the future for a long time...

There is simply a feeling of being separated from the world!

Shame is difficult!

Angry!

Can't help but spurt another blood.

But then, he raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the little boy and said seriously: "The younger brother is really powerful, I am not your opponent!"

The little boy’s face suddenly changed and became extremely cold.

I took a sip on the ground: "Hey, who is your little brother? Don't sneak in the urine and take care of yourself. Are you worthy of being compared with me? I am a pro-disciple of the elders..."

The little boy didn't finish talking. The seven elders above the steps, they looked sad and coughed.

The little boy immediately shut up, but the face was already filled with cold and mean, but it showed a disdainful smile, looking at Chu Mo: "Waste!"

After all, I squinted at the cold ink and turned and left.

Chu Mo broke the help of the demon, and rushed to the seven elders and other people on the steps, and held a fist: "Seven elders Gaoyi!"

"The seven elders are just!"

"The seven elders are selfless!"

"Really admire!"

"The longevity is really the world's biggest faction. Anyone who is seven or eight years old and the weakest child is so powerful!"

"The younger generation is not an opponent, and the loser is convinced!"

After that, Chu Mo spit out the third blood, his body swayed, but he stood firm, turned around and walked toward the direction of the longevity Tianshan Gate.

"Small beast, you dare to speak irony..." The young man in his twenties, who is next to the seven elders, is furious and will rush down.

But the seven elders shook their heads and said, "Let him go... Anyway, I am old with his grandfather!"

"He is still only a child, I will not care about him!"

"This... just when I am a little selfish."

"Please don't blame!"

The seven elders said, screaming at the young disciples of all the longevity in the square.

"What is the name of the teacher's name? It is clearly your heart and heart, not the general knowledge of the little beast!" The young man next to the seven elders said loudly.

"Yeah, yeah, the seven elders are very generous, and if they change to us, they will make him look good!"

"That is, what is dare to ridicule the longevity, it is really tired!"

"Even our youngest brothers and sisters can't beat them. It's really weak. If you dare to speak out, you should learn the lesson!"

"The seven elders are a lot of people, and they don't know him. He doesn't know how to live and die. It's really not for the face."

Some people, including the seven elders, began to talk about it.

It was the deacon, the expression looked a bit serious, and even stiff, no more words.

He wants to please the seven elders, but he does things and does not have principles and limits.

The little elders of the seven elders had a little trick, and they could win over the young disciples in the square.

However, it is a discussion between children, let alone old people.

Zhang deacon even guessed that the seven elders are so old, they should be owed to others!

Otherwise, the entire longevity, which elders, will easily give their tokens to others?

Not to mention a secular person!

Is there a relationship between this, as for this disciple?

If the teenager had some foundation, just the palm of his hand, he had already ordered his life!

Deacon Zhang believes that the seven elders have done something.

This is not a sect, it can do whatever it pleases.

This is a longevity!

It is the world's first famous decent!

It is the land of gods that everyone admires!

How can I do this?

However, Zhang’s deacon did not say anything. What can he say in the face of such a thing?

What do you dare to say?

Even if he said it, no one would believe it!

Instead, his own end will be extremely miserable!

Therefore, at this time, it is the best choice to be dumb.

In the face of the lonely back of the boy, being stared at by countless people with contempt, but still not low, but the head that barely raised... Zhang deacon can only say silently in his heart.

"I'm sorry for the children, I can only say that you have come where you shouldn't come and meet someone you shouldn't have met!"

At this time, everyone's eyes, all looking at the thin teenager, walking through the crowd, walked out of this huge square.

I don't know when, the group of long-lived disciples on the square, the ridicule and irony on their faces gradually converge.

Some disciples couldn’t help but show some sympathy.

Even some of the long-lived disciples who were in front of Chu Mo automatically opened a road for him.

Because they actually understand that this is not a fair contest.

Don't look at the age difference between the two parties, but what is the boy?

Claiming that the longevity is the weakest?

Shit!

That is the most favored pro-disciple of the seven elders!

Not to mention Chu Mo, even the majority of the 13-year-old teenagers in them are not necessarily the opponents of the little boy!

Chu Mo, just an ordinary boy from the secular, meridian blockage.

It has been amazing to be able to persist for such a long time, even a few times still slightly prevailing.

Although it is still defeated.

But many people are deeply inside, but they admire him very much!

How can a secular teenager grow up in a longevity, be nurtured by the seven elders, and cultivate with all kinds of top-level medicines, and have the opponent of Fan Lizi, who is known as the eternal life?

Fan Lizi is still the thirteenth in the history of Changshengtian. Before the age of eight, he broke through the disciples of the Yuanguan realm.

It is also the holder of the longevity Tianyuanguan record in the last five hundred years!

The seven elders let Fan Lizi fight against Chu Mo, where is to learn from each other, clearly wants the life of Chu Mo!

Chu Mo did not die, but it really is his life!

It’s just this, but no one dares to say it.

Seeing the figure, stepping on the foot, going further and further in the square, the seven elders on the steps flashed, and the face was cloudy and uncertain.

Zhang Deacon, who was on the side, suddenly murmured: "The heart seems to be good, but it is a waste."

The seven elders on the side picked up and picked.

Zhang Deacon smiled again: "Fortunately, it is a waste!"

"Yeah, a waste!"

The seven elders’ mouths tilted slightly, revealing a cold smile, and then they waved their hands: “Dissipate!”

Here, Chu Mo and the two went to the foot of the mountain. The two disciples who were guarding the mountain gate were still there. They saw the two men coming down and all of them were slightly stunned.

In particular, the appearance of Chu Mo at the moment makes them feel confused.

Isn't it a token of the seven elders? The seven elders also personally met, how to make this look?

However, Chu Mo will not explain to them naturally, and the Monarch will not.

Crossing these two foggy Shoushanmen disciples, this magnificent and longevity Tianshan Gate came out.

Chu Mo Huo stood and turned around, looking up at the longevity Tianshan Gate that he had praised when he first came in.

There was a self-deprecating smile on his face, and then he said slowly: "No old mountain, lonely peak, longevity..."

"One day, I will come here again!"

"Hands over this decaying mountain gate!"

"Hey... what do you say?" At this time, the two disciples who guarded the gates finally realized that something was wrong.

The former foreigner disciple who was very flattering to Chu Mo, looked at the eyebrows and glared at Chu Mo: "Under the lonely peak, you dare to say this kind of big rebellious words? Are you tired?"

At this time, the monarch raised his head and faintly glanced at the plain disciple.

This eye seems to be very bland, but it makes the body of the outside disciples slam, and even forgets what they want to say.

Another outside disciple is also awkward.

Just the moment, the killing from the black man was really terrible!

It seems like there is a mountain, and it is instantly in their hearts, and they almost killed them!

Therefore, the seven elders later asked when the two men went down the mountain for any unusual behavior.

The two foreign disciples said in unison, saying that there was no such thing as a move. The teenager did not even walk, and ran like a house dog.

As for the demon, the two did not even mention one!

After the seven elders listened at the time, they only raised their eyebrows and said nothing.

Here, Chu Mo and the Monarch are quickly separated from the gates of Changshengtian.

Looking for a quiet place, the two stopped, and the sky was getting darker, and the Monster raised a bonfire.

Then take out a few yuan medicines, and then take a few inks from Chu Mo, and then a few points on the random Chu Mo body.

"That little thing, you used words to paralyze you from the beginning, but you have not been able to accurately capture the killing behind his innocence."

"You obviously have several chances to easily defeat or even seriously hurt the little thing, but you don't have it, the woman!"

"As long as it is a battle, no matter who the opponent is, you must go all out!"

"who do you think You Are?"

"Benevolence heroes?"

"What if it was a discussion?"

"There is a benevolence in the battle, and it is the biggest responsibility for yourself!"

"Not to mention, you don't have that qualification, go to sympathize with your opponent!"

"Because people are better than you!"

"So, the loss of this time is completely what you are looking for!"

The magical face is expressionless, and the faint lessons are Chu Mo.

As for the matter that the seven elders secretly shot, the magic king did not mention it at all.

However, Chu Mo did not say a word, nor did he mention the anomaly of the boy’s last blow, because he was defeated anyway!

Losing is defeat, he does not want to find any reason for his failure.

Chu Mo hands clasped his knees, staring at the burning bonfire, the light flashing, seems to be thinking about something.

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