The Almighty Asura

Mu mad and low, people suddenly violently walked away.

In his life, there are a few people in his mind who can't move, and no one can hurt others, hey, mother, Mu Feng, Zi Yue!

For him, Mu Feng is not only a brother, but the benchmark of progress has almost become his belief. Mu Feng was so wronged in the Warrior Temple, how he is not angry.

Hey!

Mu arrogant and violent, rushing out of the gravity valley, want to leave the Mu family, to find the pattern of the temple to ask for a statement.

"Mur, what do you want?"

Ren Yu changed his face and quickly stopped Mu mad.

He knows that Mu will be angry after listening to the madness, but he did not expect that Mu mad emotions will be so excited.

"Let's go, I want to go to the Warrior Temple to have a saying!"

Mu madly whispered.

"Don't let, your current strength, even if you go to the Wenshi Hall, what is the use, don't be impulsive."

Ren Yu persuaded.

"I let you let go!"

Mu screamed and screamed at Ren Yu directly, and the eight dragons swelled and roared and rushed to Ren Yu.

Ren Yu’s face changed, and the same punched out, and eight dragons rushed out. The bang banged against the madness of the madness, and the rush of wind and the wind blew a gust of wind. A few steps.

The physical strength of Mu Niang and Ren Yu has reached the peak of the third-order Chinese war.

Hey!

Mu madly stepped on his feet, and his body burst out, avoiding Ren Yu and running out of the gravity valley.

"Mur mad!"

boom!

At this time, the pressure of a fear swept down and pressed directly on the madness.

Hey!

Mu mad body was forced to be pressed down by the pressure of 100,000 jin, and was directly suppressed by the suppression on the ground.

A gray-haired old man appeared in the Valley of Gravity.

"Taiwanese elders!"

All the disciples saw the old man and went straight down on one knee.

"Too Grandpa"

Ren Yu is also guilty of salvation.

"Master!"

Mu mad seeing this person, the anger converges two points.

"What do you want to do?"

Ren Yuanshan looked at Mu mad and said lightly.

"Go to the Warrior Hall, ask my brother for a statement!"

Mu mad whispered.

"What is the use? Do you think that the Warrior Temple will listen to you? What qualifications do you have to pay attention to the Warrior Hall? Mu Feng has the inheritance of Qiu Yu, but you can't let the old man even if he comes out. Take back the life"

Ren Yuanshan stared at Mu mad, very straightforward.

"I"

Mu madly heard a sigh of anger, and the anger sentiment retreated two points. It is good. What is the use of him? What is the qualification? He is just a small monk in the five realms of Yuandan. For the Wenshi Temple, it is just an ant.

The martial arts king has a pro-disciple. For ordinary people, Mu mad has an amazing background. However, for the Wenshi Temple, they are not afraid of the whole family. How can they be afraid of the pro-disciples of the martial arts king in this district?

"Mu Feng is now unclear, you can do it, only peace of mind, the world, only the strong have the right to speak. If you have the power to make the staff shake, want to protect who, but a word of things This is obvious, you still don't understand?"

Ren Yuanshan looked at Mu madness and said.

"My disciple is wrong"

Mu madness weakened.

Ren Yuanshan took back the momentum. Mu mad got up from the ground and took a ritual. Then he said sorry to Ren Yu.

Mu madly looked at the sky, cold and cold: "One day, I will use my power to break this world, let the people around me, no one dare to bully!"

After the burly boy finished, his figure galloped deeper into the gravity valley.

Zhouwu Bazhou is far away from the land of Qingzhou.

In Qingzhou City, there is a huge mountain with a height of a thousand feet. It is located in the city of Qingzhou. The mountain of the giant mountain is steep. Like the same sword, there are clouds and haze. From time to time, someone walks on the sword and walks like a fairyland.

Above the giant mountain, there is a strong Qingzhou Zongmen, worshipping the sword.

Bai Jianzong, a famous powerful sword of the Zhou Wu Dynasty, is also one of the two major swords of Qingzhou City.

Bai Jianzong, there is a stone wall with a height of up to 100 feet. In front of this stone wall, there are many sword marks and engravings. It contains a powerful sword and contains many kendo magical powers.

Wu Jianya, the ancestors of the past dynasty, left the swordsmanship here, and some martial arts magical skills, so that the younger generations comprehend cultivation.

In front of Wu Jianya, there are dozens of figures sitting cross-legged, comprehending the sword in the cliff, sword skills.

This Wu Jian Cliff is not for everyone. Only the core disciples of the Jian Zong are qualified to come here to observe and study.

A handsome young man sat cross-legged, he was dressed in a white robe, his eyebrows were clear, and his eyebrows were trimmed like swords.

There was an ancient sword in front of his knees, and his sword and swords were scattered, and this sword was more and more powerful.

Suddenly, the youngsters suddenly opened, and two sharp swords were released from the scorpion. One sword instantly condensed and climbed!

Immigration into small, broken!

The sword is sharp and whistling, and the sword in his body has risen to the realm of Dacheng!

"Breakthrough!"

The people around me were shocked and stared at the figure.

"A good strong Kendo talent, only a few months after the introduction of Bai Shidi, repairing for the chasing and catching up with me, I will not say that this sword has already broken through Dacheng and caught up with me."

A core disciple exclaimed and praised the amazing talent of this boy.

"Bai Shidi is a rare spiritual body. He cultivates a thousand miles. When he is admitted to the ancestor, the lord personally accepts him as a guide to practice. This is fast and normal."

Other humanities, looking into the eyes of Bai Ziyue, have a hint of envy.

In the distance, another young man who was also dressed in white looked at Bai Ziyue and frowned slightly, feeling a threat.

His name is proud, this is an outstanding genius disciple of the younger generation of the sword, and the Qianlong list is famous. In the future, he may become one of the heirs of the lord.

However, the appearance of this white leaping is to make Aodong feel the crisis.

Bai Ziyue converges on the sword and looks at the sky. Originally, there is a smile on the face of Leng Jun.

"Feng brother, little mad, I broke through again, are you both okay?"

Bai Zi’s eyes are full of thoughts, and I really miss the days of practicing with Mu Feng and Mu mad.

"Bai Shidi, your talent, I am afraid that you can go to the next session of the dragon list. At that time, the entire eight-state youth genius will gather."

A core disciple smiled.

"Hidden Dragons, will the genius of the entire Zhouwu Dynasty go?"

Bai Zi Yue asked.

"That is, of course, who doesn't want to be a blockbuster on the Qianlong list. It is praised by thousands of people, and the Qianlong list is open. It can also improve itself with the genius of all parties."

The man laughed, and the white light jumped into the stream.

"Hidden Dragons, Feng Ge, Xiao Ni, you should also go."

Bai Ziyue sneaked into the dark road, and then he sang aloud. The sword of the long sword slid from the foot of the flying sword and flew away from Wu Jianya. He had to work harder to cultivate, to participate in the Qianlong list, and to reunite with his brother.

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I wrote three chapters last night and night, and I and she finally missed it. I went to hundreds of kilometers to find her and bought her favorite star, but she didn't even give me the opportunity to meet. I didn't wake up. The person who sleeps can't return a person who doesn't love me. I wish she can find someone who loves her more than she loves.

These days, because of the emotional things, the brothers and sisters have helped a lot, thank you, in October, will slowly adjust the state, resume the update, and concentrate on writing Shura.

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