Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Luo Feng Da Er, the way home!

Deep in Mo Yuanwu's eyes, a trace of concern could not be seen.

In the east of the earth, the forces of evolutionary civilization are constantly rising, all trying to challenge the position of Dragon Palace.

Today's Dragon Palace is exactly when Luo Feng needs to come back.

There is also Tang Da'er, an unfilial disciple with a big nerve, and he doesn't know how he's getting mixed up outside.

Mo Yuanwu's spirit couldn't help but be in a trance.

Young Wei Ling clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Senior Mo, I will definitely do my best. As long as I stand here and stay at Jianfeng, I will definitely not fall into the hands of Po Jianzong."

The group of forces gathered under the peak of the sword stationed themselves called Po Jianzong.

Mo Yuanwu slowly opened the folding fan in his hand, and said faintly, "Dragon Palace child, ready to fight."

The powerful breath pressed quickly.

Woo! Woo! Woo! The three people who rushed in the front were all from the First Stage of Crossing the Tribulation Realm, and they made a strange smile. They were very energetic, and they rushed straight to the stationed sword peak, "Unscrupulous Dragon Palace, unexpectedly forcibly occupy my site of Broken Sword Sect. Returned to Jianfeng, our three brothers

, Vowed not to give up. "

Mo Yuanwu's eyes faintly glanced over, "If you have the ability, come and get it."

The three of them simultaneously launched a siege towards Mo Yuanwu, and in an instant, the battle broke out.

Behind the three of them, there were still a lot of Po Jianzong's children, and they rushed up at this time. Seeing that the three had already started, each of the Po Jianzong's disciples drew their swords one after another and killed them.

"Dragon Palace, you can't provoke it." Wei Ling's eyes flashed with sorrow. Suddenly, the figure jumped up and rushed towards one of the Azure Cloud Realm martial artists with a fist.

Wei Ling's arm seemed to be burning, and the powerful force spread out.

Like a fire dragon, it opened its mouth wide and blasted towards the blue cloud realm warrior.

The battle is about to start.

Wei Ling punched strongly, and almost at the same time, Wei Ling's other arm flicked out.

The water arrows flew past, sharply piercing the defenses of each warrior.

Fire and water are incompatible.

However, in the hands of young Wei Ling, water and fire are not only compatible, but also complement each other, bursting out more powerful forces to attack the enemy.

Suddenly, the young Wei Ling started to kill.

With his own power, Mo Yuanwu confronted the opponent's three powerful men who crossed the tribulation realm.

Shoo!

Dense sword light covered it.

Mo Yuanwu's expression was calm, without any fear of shrinking from it.

At the beginning, under the threat and oppression of the three major religions, he still sat firmly in the top spot of the world's number one demon. With Mo Yuanwu's combat experience, he was naturally not afraid of this scene.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, Mo Yuanwu's figure instantly resembled the incarnation of a mountain eagle, fast as lightning, attacking swiftly.

In the next second, the aura on Mo Yuanwu's body changed again, becoming extremely cold, like a snake vomiting.

Constantly changing the aura on his body, Mo Yuanwu's attacking power became stronger and more unpredictable.

The warriors of Po Jianzong's three great crossing the tribulation realm became more and more frightened after the battle, and the strength of the three of them was unable to deal with the one person arranged by the Dragon Palace on the sword peak.

The three of them glanced at each other, their expressions hideous, and a powerful ultimate move broke out.

The folding fan in Mo Yuanwu's hand suddenly slammed open, accompanied by a violent gust of wind, whizzing away, like a king of beasts, his feet cracking the ground, and he slammed the three men forcefully.

The sacred body of the ancient barbarian king is powerful.

The martial skill that Mo Yuanwu comprehends is derived from the book of controlling beasts and is called the method of controlling beasts. From this point, I have to say that Mo Yuanwu is also a generation of arrogance, the book of controlling beasts, originally a martial arts martial arts, but in such a short period of time, Mo Yuanwu has realized the control of beasts from the book of controlling beasts. Method, we can see the terrifying talent of practice

Place.

With Mo Yuanwu's potential, if given enough time, he can definitely grow into a strong generation.

The bodies of the three powerhouses of Po Jianzong flew out at the same time, and fell to the ground.

Mo Yuanwu snorted coldly, strode in the air, and rushed towards him. The folding fan in his hand swung out, and the sharp silver needles attacked the three of them.

At this moment, the three fallen figures suddenly jumped up.

The trio's eyes were hideous and terrifying, and their bodies revealed a strong and powerful aura.

At the same time counterattack Mo Yuanwu.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten the pain on their own body, and even more directly ignored Mo Yuanwu's attack, and rushed up extremely powerfully, as if they wanted to die with Mo Yuanwu.

Mo Yuanwu's pupils couldn't help but shrank, "It's the same again."

A cold light flashed in the eyes, "Behind these people, is there really a mysterious power targeting the Dragon Palace?"

During this period of time, mysterious forces have risen everywhere, and they seem to have intentionally targeted the Dragon Palace.

On the surface, these forces did not form an alliance, and each was their leader. However, through battle after battle, the Dragon Palace powerhouse discovered that these people have one thing in common.

They are like dead men, they are not afraid of death, even if they are injured, they will not frown. Once they are desperate, they will fight to the moment of death.

This was the case with the three people Mo Yuanwu was facing.

It is also the first stage of crossing the tribulation realm, but the three of them are not Mo Yuanwu's opponents. Now suddenly adopting this almost all-in-one style of play, but it is suddenly difficult for Mo Yuanwu to parry, and he retreats one after another.

Boom boom boom! The trio’s faces showed sorrowful smiles. They disregarded their life and death styles of play. At this moment, all three of them were injured. In contrast, Mo Yuanwu should have the upper hand, but now the three are desperately biting. Fa, also began to make Mo Yuan foggy

Some injuries.

"This is the ancestral mountain of Po Jianzong. Your Dragon Palace is bullying and occupying the Sword Peak. Today, if you don't return it, we will bloodbath the Sword Peak." The voice of one of them roared.

The folding fan in Mo Yuanwu's hand suddenly closed, and the method of controlling the beast broke out.

Strongly crush the three.

At this moment, Mo Yuanwu did not retain the slightest. Under the sudden eruption, his figure turned into a golden lion, the king of beasts, with a fierce aura, smashed the skull of one of them.

One person died.

Mo Yuanwu didn't stop in the slightest, and at the same time, he fisted and showed his mighty power.

The former number one demon of the martial arts world, when the environment of heaven and earth continued to evolve, he quickly enlightened and made breakthroughs all the way.

Mo Yuanwu's strength can be said to be one of the strongest people in the earth's evolutionary world today.

Mo Yuanwu's eyes were cold, his white clothes were chic, not stained with blood, and his folding fans killed him.

He knows very well that such people are like dead men, who don't know the pain at all, won't beg for mercy, and will only fight until the end of their lives. If the killer is not hurt, these people may at any time retaliate before dying.

kill!

Po Jianzong's three strongmen across the tribulation realm fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wei Ling was even more exhilarated and excited, "Senior Mo has already killed the three strongest Pojianzong, brothers, follow me to kill the enemy and defend the glory of Dragon Palace."

The sound of fighting resounded through the station. Stationed at Jianfeng, the only way to connect the earth to the hell, it is also the way for Luo Feng to go home. Mo Yuanwu holds a folding fan, his eyes are calm and firm. Now the power of Dragon Palace can’t allocate more. Strength to guard the station Jianfeng, then

Well, he will do everything to guard Jianfeng, waiting for Luo Feng Da'er to return.

In this battle, blood stained at Jianfeng.

In the end, Po Jianzong was defeated and fled in embarrassment. "We won." Wei Ling breathed a long sigh of relief. His eyes looked at Mo Yuanwu, and he couldn't help showing a trace of reverence. The opponent's three great triumph realm powerhouses were not weak, but Mo Yuanwu alone Slashed by the outbreak, this is what they can get this

The absolute key to victory in World War I.

"Hurry up and let the injured soldiers go down and rest." Mo Yuanwu waved his hand and said, "Also, don't take it lightly. Since they have already focused on Zhujian Peak, then... they will definitely not stop there."

Hearing this, Wei Ling subconsciously stunned, "The Po Jianzong has been killed by us just now, and it is almost impossible to come back." "You stayed at Jianfeng for a long time, and you don't understand many things." Mo Yuanwu calmly. He said, "Get ready." Mo Yuanwu looked down at Zhujian Peak, "If there is no accident, before sunset, Zhujian Peak will face another big battle, and the strength of those who come will definitely not be broken. Under Sword Sect."