Soaring of Galaxia

"Xing Luodian Zhao Muzhi!"

"This person has heard of it. The first disciple of the three main halls of Xingluo Palace is said to have the strength in the young generation of Xingluo Palace. It is a great deal. The top five are absolute candidates!"

"No wonder! You are so good at it, it seems that this battle is worth fighting."

Those who watch the liveliness, you say, I say, are lively, pointing.

Qin Wushuang secretly walked around the two figures on the observation platform, already fighting. Although this man with a red turban is in a strange shape, his hands are really good, and he is very bright with Zhao Muzhi.

According to Qin Wushuang, this person in Tianjizong should also be the core disciple in the top ranks. Otherwise, it is impossible for him to have such ability, which can be comparable to that of Zhao Muzhi.

"Hey, Brother Shi Feilan is not vegetarian. It is worthy of being the top five super disciples in the core disciples of Tianji Sect. How can Zhao Muzhi stand up to Brother Shi?"

"Well, we will definitely be No. 1 in the Tianjizong of the Eastern Three Kingdoms Exchange Tournament! What Da Luo Empire, to participate in the exchange tournament in our Tianchi Empire, only the bottom, haha."

These people speak like this, no doubt, it must be the Tianchi Empire. Qin Wushuang is curious right now. Is this Yantai set up here to recruit masters to hunt down Ye Ye? Or is it simply demonstrations against the Danyang Empire and the Da Luo Empire?

Repairing the boardwalk tomorrow, secretly Chencang?

When Qin Wushuang was thinking about it, the two on the stage had been fighting more and more fiercely. Zhao Mu is elegant outside, but he is actually quite arrogant and very tough. At this moment, there was an anger in my heart, and the fight was redoubled, and the two judges fluttered like the silver snake in the mountain dance.

Although Shi Feilan was also very good, but seeing such a crazy fighting method of Zhao Muzhi, he could not help but be unexpected, the momentum was taken up by Zhao Muzhi for the first time, and the momentum really fell into the downwind.

call!

Zhao Muzhi's judge's pen, every time, with a strong secret strength, to move without leaving the key points of the opponent. Even though Shi Feilan got better, but Zhao Muzhi had the upper hand, he really had no time to fight back.

Zhao Muzhi used double weapons and attacked fast. His attack was basically fast, accurate, and fierce. Therefore, once Zhao Muzhi has the upper hand, it is very difficult to win this battle.

Since the Battle of Bifu Mountain, Zhao Muzhi has been angry and stronger, and he has improved a lot more than half a year ago. Therefore, a pair of judge pens can really be regarded as a dragon and a god.

One round, like a bullet fired from an automatic rifle, kept greeting.

As soon as Shi Feilan retreated, he retreated ... There was no retreat, and he had fallen to the edge of the platform. Zhao Muzhi did not allow him a chance to breathe, and continued to follow up. The judge's pen was generally robbed.

Huh!

A surge of spiritual power hit Shi Feilan's shoulder.

"puff!"

Blood splattered, and Shi Feilan's body was planted backwards. At this moment, a white shadow shot out of the tent, catching Shi Feilan's body, his sleeve fluttered at will.

The powerful wind brushed out of the sleeve, like an invisible air wall, which produced a huge counterattack force, and swept away Zhao Muzhi.

Zhao Muzhi was swept away by this huge wind, and there was no resistance at all. He took a backward step for more than ten steps, his blood was rolling, and he looked at the white shadow in surprise.

The man pushed Shi Feilan behind the curtain and looked at Zhao Muzhi with cold eyes.

When Qin Wushuang looked at the man, his lips were red and white, his face was clear, and there were some immature children. He was surprisingly short and looked like a baby, but his lips had a little black stubble. This is a decent look. Gives a very strange feeling.

"A disciple of Xingluo Temple?" The strange boy said.

"No more nonsense, who are you?" Zhao Muzhi looked at the strange boy.

The strange boy grunted suddenly, his face suddenly sinking: "I'm a ghost boy, have you heard that?"

"Ghost boy?" Zhao Muzhi looked cold, "I haven't heard it."

The ghost boy's face sank: "Haven't heard of it? I hate the most ignorant people. Since you haven't heard it, then you deserve it. I don't know if there is only one **** of this uncle's name, that is death!"

The ghost boy laughed strangely, one pair of hands, and a pair of sharp claws on the fingers of both hands suddenly, sharp and cold, with a gloomy light, looking at this shape is very scary.

"Huh, pretend to be a ghost!" Zhao Muzhi was also afraid, but on the surface it was fierce, and he refused to lose to the ghost boy in momentum.

Just now, the ghost boy arbitrarily rolled up his sleeves and swept him away. This practice, it can be said that he is far above Zhao Muzhi, and he should be among the spirit soldiers.

But the younger generation of Tianjizong has only one Zhongling Wushu, which is a fact everyone knows. And the Zhongling Wuzhe is not the ghost boy in front of him at all.

"Huh!" The ghost boy looked cold again, and said in his mouth, "I hate most people saying that I pretend to be a ghost, boy, remember, Grandpa, I am the core disciple of the younger generation of Tianjizong! Go to Huangquan Road, don't leave Grandpa's I miss the name! "

The voice fell, and the ghost boy suddenly twisted his body and went out of the ground to go out of thin air. This drill did not drill a hole into the ground at all, but disappeared directly on the platform.

This method made all the audience watching the battle, thunderous.

However, Cui Niu, a casual repairer from the Da Luo Empire, changed his face: "Brother Zhao Muzhi, retreat quickly, this person will hex!"

Zhao Muzhi's ghost boy suddenly disappeared, and he was somewhat surprised. He was somewhat overwhelmed by this type of earth-boring method. At the time of the battle in Bifu Mountain, Elder Chen, the gray robe of Tianjizong, was also good at this kind of earth-boring method, which was very difficult to deal with.

It was the combination of Qin Wushuang and Wei Yi that killed the man.

Now this ghost boy knows this method well. Zhao Muzhi's figure leaped sharply and landed on the big pillar of the high platform, holding the judge pen with both hands. As long as he sees a wave of ground veins, he will not hesitate to blast out the judge pen and nail the ghost boy!

"Woohoo!"

Suddenly, the ground seemed to be constantly breaking through large holes, and all the dirt soared to the sky.

Zhao Muzhi blasted out of the judge's pen and attacked two places in succession.

boom!

Where the judge's pen was written, he was short!

In an instant, Zhao Mu understood that this was the suspected plan of the ghost boy. He was about to fly over to retrieve the judge's pen, and at this moment, he felt the big pillar under his foot burst open.

A ghost's claw grabbed the sensational chill and grabbed Zhao Muzhi's legs directly.

If this grasp is carried out, Zhao Muzhi's legs can be cut directly. Zhao Muzhi is indeed a master, with his feet on a pad, has leapt out, his body rolls over in the air, falls on the stage, grabs the opportunity, and holds the two judges in his hands.

At the same time, with a flick of both hands, the judge pen suddenly extended from the inside. This is the magic of Zhao Muzhi's pair of judge pens. When the machine was swung, the pen in the pen could be fired.

The ghost boy was rushing over, with both claws, grabbing Zhao Muzhi's two judge pens. With a grin at the corner of his mouth, his strength has been heard, and when the ghost grasps hard, Kara clicks, and even breaks the chain in the bracket!

"Quack, boy, do you want to show it off?"

The ghost boy's small body, like a meat ball, shot directly, his claws glowed coldly, and he grabbed at Zhao Muzhi.

Since Zhao Muzhi's debut, the pair of judges have rarely met rivals. Few people can force him to use this machine. He didn't want to be cut off the chain inside at this time, which is unheard of.

As soon as your body sinks, you fall down. In this battle, even if you admit defeat, you should protect yourself.

It's just that the ghost boy is a killer, and his heart is very perverted. How can Zhao Muzhi escape? See Zhao Muzhi's body retreating sharply, the speed of advancement is accelerated, the two claws are staggered, and the key to Zhao Muzhi's throat is drawn.

"Ah ..." Cui Niu immediately reached his throat. If Brother Zhao Muzhi is caught by this claw, he is finished. Xingluo Dian will lose a capable master from now on.

Under the consciousness of Zhao Mu, a part of the judge in his hand was penned to the throat.

The ghost boy chuckled, "What's the use of dying and struggling?"

Just then, the ghost boy suddenly felt a sharp attack on his side and shot straight into his brain.

call!

The ghost boy screams badly. If this arrest is carried out, Zhao Muzhi will inevitably die, but if his ghost boy is hit in the head by this power, he will undoubtedly be seriously injured. This potential for breaking through the air is very deep, with very overbearing and sharp spiritual power fluctuations, it can almost be judged that it is definitely a sneak attack issued by Zhongling Wuwu.

The ghost boy screamed strangely, his body suddenly drooped, fell to the ground, and fell to the ground again. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Muzhi withdrew a dozen feet away, looking at the ghost boy's eyes, full of watchfulness and hatred.

The ghost boy screamed and screamed, "Who, who is the master of Ben? Some kind of stand up for me!"

Qin Wushuang smiled and said nothing, but Yun Danfeng looked at the lively lightly. He just clasped a stone just now, so he wanted to make a shot at a critical moment. And he was very secretive. How did this ghost boy focus on Zhao Muzhi's hand?

Qin Wushuang was surrounded by mediocre hands, and he could not see the details of Qin Wushuang.

Cui Niu walked to Zhao Muzhi with a bit of anxiety and whispered, "Brother Zhao, let's take a step back. This demon is very fierce, and certainly not at the core disciple level."

Zhao Muzhi nodded and was about to retreat. The ghost boy chuckled and said, "Want to go? Is there such a cheap thing?"

Cui Niu reluctantly said: "Hello ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ On the stage, even if we have lost, it will be the end of the day. You are a good school, and if you set up a private platform in this place, you can even compete. Let ’s have a degree, right? "

The ghost boy cried out: "What is better than martial arts, that's what they do. My ghost boy, only likes to kill people. I don't know what it is. This is Zhao, I don't see him as pleasing to the eye, and I don't kill him. Can't sleep well and can't eat. "

This man's style is extremely unreasonable, leaving Cui Niu speechless.

Zhao Muzhi pulled Cui Niu aside and said in a deep voice: "Ghost boy, the core disciple generation of Tianjizong, can you have your name? Could it be that the elder of Tianjizong disguised himself, but claimed to be the core disciple? You do n’t have to write anything wrong? ”

The ghost boy's eerie air said: "I bully the little? I'm only sixteen this year, can you be younger than me?"

Sixteen?

After hearing this, even Qin Wushuang stunned.

(To be continued)

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