The God of Destruction

With a wave of hand, a huge pressure bombarded Li Liru, so shocked that she fell off the door.

"You hit me, you hit me for a demon, for a bitch!"

Li Liru fell on the snow, first stunned, and then sad from his heart, grievously wronged, crystal tears rolled down.

In fact, Pan Chen's blow was not heavy, only flying, and definitely not injured.

But for Li Liru, this psychological shock is unbearable for her.

For a while, she heard the sound of heartbreak, as if she fell to the ground like glass, and broke, especially crisp.

"Heart is broken. Good image. It turns out that people are so sad that their hearts will really break."

Confused thoughts came to her mind, her hands stood up on the snow, and came out staggeringly.

"Where are you going?"

At this time, Pan Chen put on dry-cleaned clothes, strode in, and asked coldly.

Li Liru stiffened her body and wiped away her tears without looking back at her head. "Where am I going? Should I use your master Pan to manage?" In short, your beauty is pregnant and carefree! When did I put this disciple in my heart? "

"Do you know that you are my disciple? How dare you speak to me like that! Take the liberty!" Pan Chenjian raised his eyebrows, suddenly angry.

"If you can do it, why can't I say it? You love Sister Qing'er, but now!" Li Li has a stubborn face.

"Not as you think!" Pan Chenqiang forced himself to calm down and exhaled.

"I have seen it, what other truth can you have? You have divine knowledge. If I don't slip in, I won't see Master Pan's true face!"

Li Liru was full of irony with a cold tone, but there were big tears in her eyes.

"My true face, ha! What's your attitude? Well, if you want to go, go!" Pan Chen was very angry.

When he was acting in his life, did he explain it to anyone?

"Why don't you explain?" Li Liru was a little stiff, full of sad tears.

"Can I explain it to you? Remember, you are just my disciple!"

Pan Chen calmed down suddenly, turned his head, took a sip, and reprimanded: "Li Jinzhu, where are you in the end? Prepare another room for me!"

He left without looking back.

"Yes, I am just your disciple!"

"You can expel the teacher from the school, you can abandon it as a disciple!"

"If the apprentice is dead, he can accept the apprentice again! If you don't want to fight, if you want to scold it, you can scold it!"

Li Liru covered her chest, biting her silver teeth, burst into tears, and kept choking.

"You think I'm dead, clean, right? Okay, I'm going to die, let you see!"

Then, she took a deep breath, with determination on her face, stumbled out of the yard and disappeared into the night.

Pan Chen did not put Li Liru's departure in his heart, and went directly into a quiet room for meditation and practice.

She is also very strong now, except Qiao Bin, a top-level master, few people can hurt her, she is not a child.

auzw.com Ampere, Zinsky and many masters stationed in Honolulu, as well as members of the Yamaguchi Association, were destroyed by the Panchen regiment.

Despite the strict control of news by officials of the Han State, Pan Chen won the pinnacle of the First World War and experienced a tremendous war. At that time, there were many tourists, and the news reached Dongyang a few days later.

Kyushu Island, Nangong.

The yard is planted with cherry blossoms, dianthus, and cypress trees, the rockery is filled with strange stones, the black temples overlap and continue, the environment is quiet, the ancient charm is high, and the scenery is pleasant.

In the teahouse, there were four people kneeling on Tatami.

"Ampere's blue sky and new gods fell in the military palace!"

The fierce eyes of the first Amber Jeep flashed a trace of regret, it was an amazing and true language.

He is one hundred years old and is the eldest brother of Ampei Qingkong. Dongyang is ranked in the top three, and he can't repair it much more than the sky of Ampey Green.

Yin Chengan of Lingnan, Wang Chongyan of Xingzhou and Master Hongzhou are all far behind.

If there are Dongyang practitioners here, you will be surprised.

The four people present were all Dongyang's first-class and strong men who could unite to rule Kyushu Island.

"How is this possible? No one in Han can kill and win!"

Fan Mandu, the next Kendo master in his 60s, couldn't believe it.

His name is Miyamoto Nagamoto, and he is the world's first-rate master of kendo, master of kendo fan realm. It is said that he has the strength to compete with the gods.

Although he was sixty years old, he was not in an old state. His dark eyebrows flew diagonally into his temple. The nose bridge was high, and the light between his eyes shot an eagle looking at the wolf.

The waist is straight, like a scabbard, sharp and exposed, showing great domineering.

"I heard it was a heavenly man!"

Another person plugged it in.

His breath is extremely dark, almost integrated with the surrounding environment, showing a powerful hidden skill.

If he urges the ninja, he can even disappear where he is.

Because he is a first-class **** ninja, and also the ten masters of Dongyang, serving Bubanzang.

"Heavenly man?"

Miyamoto Yoshimoto said in shock: "The power of victory is equivalent to a half-step state of mind, but where is China's current state of mind?" Even Pan Zhantian's first master was only a mental half-step and won the same Victory. Did Hua Xia appear on the door of the owner? Ancient Wudang? How long is its history? Or Shushan construction, ancient Kunlun. "

In the end, Hanbu of the Ministry of Service grumbled for a long time and shook his head and said, "As far as I know, the dark door practitioners of the heavenly dynasty must concentrate on pursuing the supreme path in order to become a fairy and immortality." They never interfere in ordinary things! Even during the Sino-Japanese War, they did not interfere in the powerful global war! "

"Unless there is an extinct disaster, the hidden door is impossible to do so!" Ampoji nodded flatly and agreed.

"Three masters, I have exact information. That person is really not a hidden door! It is a master who suddenly appeared in the world of heaven and earth!"

A charming woman wearing a black kimono with white flowers on her chest and blue silk high, showing a snow-white neck, smiling.

She was in her forties, hot, curly, and familiar as an alluring peach.

"Shi Yulian, Master of the World, Pan Zhantian?"

When Miyamoto looked at her, his eyes spontaneously burst into a fiery greed, but they soon disappeared. ..

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