Plundering the Heavens

"Hey, the disciple of the devil, it really is not a good thing!"

Seeing a quirky screaming out of the limelight, the noses of the field have been smashed, especially those of the Taoist and ancient family of China. They intended to build their own realities and let their own juniors compete for the limelight. This is good, all the limelights have been robbed by the quirks, and what are they robbing, knowing that they are not, because they are not willing to let their children lose to a donkey, so many family systems, originally intended to let the children play And simply retreat, let the head quirks go to the field toss it...

However, this quirk is, after all, the disciple of the demon head. This kind of spoiling, it makes the people in the field think of the little devil who can't be every day, because of the small fairyland and the magical thing, Shenzhou and Xiao Between the devils, the original grievances are complicated. According to the meaning of Shenzhou, even the password has been secretly secreted. It is not for people to mention the little devil, so that he will be forgotten as soon as possible, but this is the blind man. Such a big fight in the military martial arts, the reputation of the little devil head suddenly rang, just in line with the will of China. ≧

"However, the third one is about to begin!"

Some people whispered: "A new legend is about to be born, suppressing all enemies, such as the beginning of the big day, making the stars bleak!"

This kind of sentence makes the Shenzhou masters feel slightly loose.

Although the rise of the Fusu son, the middle-class ancient family also feels a little unhappy, but it is quite acceptable, compared to it, it is acceptable. After all, if you say who is the most famous person in the world, then except for the little devil Not thinking about him outside the party, especially the last battle of this demon head, even one person spelled out the seven masters of Shenzhou, but also made his reputation far-reaching, such as the sky.

Since that war, although the little devil has died in the dead, but his limelight has not been reduced, even overshadowed the first person who has been hailed as the first person of the Shenzhou junior, and more importantly, this Because of the desire of Shenzhou to sacrifice him, his name would be a smudge on the reputation of the ancient Chinese family. His reputation is louder and louder, and the more ancient Chinese family will be dead!

Instead of obscuring this through some message blockade or even the truth, it is better to bring up a new genius as soon as possible, let his light over the devil, and then make the repairs in the practice world forget the one as soon as possible. Devil head...

Yuan Jiafu Su, you should be able to do this!

The third one is already ready for improvement. Compared with the first two, the venue is undoubtedly wider, and the power of the banned runes is stronger!

At this time, I do not know how many people have turned their eyes to Yuan Jiafu Su Gongzi, but this person is sitting on Xiaohuafeng, Yuanjia old fairy, his eyes are narrow, the air is not obvious, a look of insult There are countless surprises or warm eyes around him. He seems to turn a blind eye, just keep his heart, the wind is light and dark, and there is a kind of fascinating style of the immortals.

However, the disappointment of the repairs was that the Fusu son did not appear on the stage at the first time to show his invincible style. Instead, he was a tall man who was on the scene. This person is not a saint of the Taoist temples. The disciples are not the masters cultivated in the secret of the fairy tales. The white robes are empty and empty. There is no embossing. It seems that it is a kind of meditation...

This is somewhat puzzling. The world’s masters have not heard some doorsteps from the rules of the third imperial palace. This third embarrassment is actually prepared for the saints in the Sanjiazi Shouyuan. Underneath, can stand in the high level of practice, even Yuan Ying is not an enemy, in addition to the one hundred sage disciples in the dojos, who can reach such an amazing realm?

And this man, or is it a loose repair, where is the guts, dare to go to the third?

Do you take it for yourself?

"Hey, old man, can you still open this handicap?"

Between the mountains and forests, some people have been surrounded by the bluestones of the old man, and they laughed.

"Open, of course, who do you want to buy?"

The old man who is arrogant is lazy, and there is a pile of spirituality behind him. It is the harvest of this morning.

"All said that you are a broken mouth, a family would like to ask, this dispersal confrontation with the saints in the dojos, who will win?"

The repairs were all smiled and asked, and some people moved their minds to make the old man lose a hand.

"Hey, I bet this splendid win..."

The old man’s eyes were stunned and he opened his mouth with a smile.

The repairs were overjoyed, and they all came up and prepared to gamble. At this time, the people who had already gone up against the battle in the ring-up were a disciple from Penglai Xiandao in the eastern part of Shenzhou. They were also earned by the saints. The disciples of the sages of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sages of the sages of the sages of the sages.

Only the battle between the fields quickly made them stunned!

The sage disciples were extraordinary, and they took control of the three fire dragons, revealing the amazing fire method, and fighting the enemy in one fell swoop.

But the dissert opposite him, but he is not flustered, single-handedly holding the square painting, stepping on, slashing and slamming...

"Hey!"

In the eyes of the horror, the disciples of the saints spurted blood and fell down the platform, and they could not stand up.

All directions are shocked, a silence!

How can a saint disciple be so unfit?

Even if this is in the dojos of the philosophers, it is only the weakest column, and shouldn’t it be hit by the people?

"A certain family, Lu Fengxian, is willing to paint in his hands and challenge the disciples of the saints. Who dares to fight me?"

At this time, the tall man on the field waved the square painting and screamed at the empty space around him. On the face, there was a bit of sadness, like a raging anger between the chest and the abdomen. A big drink, but with a sense of indecision, the momentum of the body with the Bo, scattered in the air, the whole portrait is tall, standing proudly, challenging the Quartet!

"Lv Fengxian, who is the abandonment of Lu's family, has Lu Fengxian in the name of invincible?"

All the surrounding monks were shocked. Some people remembered this Lu Jia abandoned son who was once also a very famous person.

Looking at the scattered repairs, the fortune teller smiled and muttered: "This looks like a lot of suffering..."

"Bold, dare to make the devils in the dojos?"

After that big drink, someone soon went on the scene again. It was also a saint disciple in the Taoist temples. It came from Baiyujing in the southern part of Shenzhou, carrying a long sword, apparently irritated by the words of the Lu family. In the Shenzhou, the Taoist dojos can be said to be sacred, and these saints are proud of their own identity. Of course, no one else can scorn...

"Which martial arts doctrines, the world's arrogance, a family of scattered repairs, who are afraid of who?"

Lu Fengxian did not talk to him at all, shouted, and held both hands, and rushed up.

A sigh of anger, arrogance, and even no matter how the opponent responded, directly hit the violent violent amount.

"Kara"

The opponent had just sacrificed the magic weapon, and even did not provoke the gods in it, they were taken down by the Qilianbao.

A blow to the enemy, Shen Wei is alive.

The big men around the Shenzhou martial arts or other sects have been shocked by this person. It can be seen that this person is only a Jindan Mahayana. It should be a place of swearing me, but his It seems that there is absolutely no more than the opponent, but it is infinitely powerful, and the momentum is invincible. More importantly, this person looks full of grievances. Every shot is a full blow, leaving no back. It made him almost out of his own realm and shot his opponent directly down the ring.

If it is life and death, the opponent may still have the possibility of regaining a game, but in the ring, can't you come on stage and fight again?

"Ha ha ha ha, the saints disciples are just like this, Lu is here, who else dares to fight me?"

After defeating two opponents in succession, Lu Fengxian stood on the field, waving a square painting, and angered around.

"Hugh, I am going to fight you!"

After a long silence, some people opened their mouths and rushed to the stage, but they were not saints, but another true biography of the avenue.

"roll!"

Lu Feng first screamed and screamed, sweeping the mountains and sweeping the mountains.

He was like a sigh of gas, and he ran out to vent it. He didn’t want to start. In less than half an hour, he even lost eight opponents. These eight people, there are saints and disciples, and there are also avenues. It can be said that there is no one, but in his paintings, there is no triad. Everyone is crushed by mana. ......

"The wind is out enough, let me send you off the stage..."

Finally, there are still top-notch masters who can't sit still. In the cold drink, they set foot on the stage and turned out to be the son of the Meng family in the middle ages.

"Come on!"

Lu Feng first looked at this person. He did not see that the ancient family had the dignity and awe. It was no different from treating the invincible. The other party had just stepped into the ring, and he rushed straight up. Fang Tian painted The void, tearing the void into a huge mouth, is like a black lightning, which is born out of thin air, and rumbling to the past with the Meng family of the Baizhang.

"It's a brute force..."

The Meng family was slightly surprised, took a step back, rubbed his hands, and laid out the lines, blocking the blow.

After the silence, he was preparing to take the opportunity to fight back, but did not expect that after Lu Feng first hit, the second hit followed.

boom!

The blow was even heavier. The Meng family was so capricious that he could only close his mouth and take a hard shot. He took a half step back.

"Come back!"

Lu Fengxian yelled, and the third hit followed, and there was no time for any breathing in the middle.

The face of the Meng family is dignified and can only support the mana. He then takes a blow and takes two steps back.

But he did not expect that Lu Feng first was not rude, and he hit a blow with one blow, and each attack was as heavy as a mountain.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Connecting nine things, he has already retreated to the edge of the ring, his face is pale and terrible, but it is full of grievances, and Lu Fengxian is more and more brave, banging over, the power is more than the previous few The heavy and straight Mengzi gods snorted, the power exploded, and they tried all the mana. They broke the square paintings of Lu Fengxian, but they stood still and fell down.

Win another battle, has been nine wins!

The surrounding meditations have been shocked, and the faces are strange and incomprehensible.

And Lu Fengxian, who is as mad as a madman, screams and screams: "Which martial arts doctrines, what saints disciples have been so high, but no half true arrogance, just a pity, the only one worthy of Lu’s valued opponents, This is not allowed to collapse..."

After all, he looked pale, took a bottle of wine from his arms and fell down on the ring.

"Devil, it’s a pity that you died..." (To be continued.) 8