Unlimited Cultivation

In the tsunami-like exclamation, the old Qian stood proudly, the blue waves and clouds all over his body, beating like layers of flames.

"Fuck!"

William like a dead lobster. Tocton's body fell on the ground of the arena with humiliation.

That Nan Batian has won again!

A few people cheered unexpectedly after exclaiming.

Because their bet was weighed on that mysterious and cold Nanba heaven.

This mysterious and ruthless Nan Batian did not disappoint them, and won again!

On the large and graceful balcony. The high-ranking officers of the Knights of Saint Smail, who were radiant and looked like a personal light bulb, turned black.

It is particularly conspicuous against the backdrop of a shining armor.

Although every time the selection of the Holy Character Bow Legion, there will be several talents.

However, the Saints Bow Legion, after all, belongs to the private army of the Kingsmai family.

Although the treatment was better than the white-clothed apostle army of the just Lord God.

However, many strong men would rather choose the White Apostle Army. Because, after all, it has a righteous status.

Besides, in the Worm Valley War two years ago, the entire gallon plane lost a lot of masters.

Therefore, this time the selection of the saint archers. The senior officers of Saint Smyr's Knight Legion had no hope for the talents who turned out to be born.

This time is good, a talent has turned out.

First smashed Navor's little celebrity Windrunner into a rotten watermelon.

Immediately after. In William. When Tocton used the strongest magic weapon, he smashed the one of the best centurions of the Saint Smyr regiment into a big lobster!

And this guy named Nan Batian. There was no trace of scars on his body.

It was like a giant beast trampled two ants to death.

William. Tocton used the cyan labyrinth and also harmed himself!

In the maze, outsiders cannot know his situation at all, and naturally they cannot rescue him.

The high-ranking officers of Saint Smyr's Legion were very angry to see that the blue labyrinth ring in William's hand had disappeared without a trace!

This simple shell is too savage and too greedy!

It also embarrassed the officers of Saint Smyr's Army!

with. Compared with the disappointed expressions on the faces of high-ranking officers.

The screams of many girls, in the exclamation of the crowd, are exceptionally high-pitched!

It's so mysterious! Too savage!

The whole body is like flames, like blue waves rising from clouds. It fits the aesthetics of this art city.

And monks who are too elegant in appearance, their cultivation is often not too strong.

This Nanbatian is so mysterious and elegant, and the battle is so violent and brutal!

It is an unparalleled violent beauty!

The combination of the two has moved the hearts of countless female audiences.

"It's the fourth game, who else is coming up?"

This William. Tocton dressed like an officer.

It seems not low.

However, this trial did not say. Defeat an officer. Can be worth a few games.

Therefore, the old Qian continued to issue a majestic challenge, and his aggressive roar suddenly echoed

.

It's like a lion shrouded in clouds. Will be **** prey. After stepping on his foot, he roared in protest at the panicking beasts around him.

"Captain Audrey. This savage savage. He is stepping on the face of our legion!

I beg you, stronger soldiers should be sent. Let him accept the beating of death and pain! "

A handsome soldier with gorgeous armor and blue hair angrily sent a request to the Audrey Legion sitting on the silver throne.

In order to express their awe of the gods, the Kingsmai family. Never been willing to sit on the throne of gold.

"My dear cousin? Is your mind so narrow.

You have lost a capable man. In exchange for a stronger warrior loyal to our Saint Smy Knights, this is the Lord's favor for our Saint Smy Knights.

If you are not convinced, I allow you to go off the court yourself and beat the pain and death to this cruel barbarian! "

Despite the condemnation, the voice of the legion commander was as sweet as a silver bell.

The handsome blue-haired young man opened his mouth, and the emotion on his face instantly turned from anger to embarrassment. Be unwilling again.

The pair of white wings on the back also flapped slightly because of excitement.

Look closely at the pair of wings behind him. It is very different from ordinary two-winged angels.

Compared with the wings of ordinary two-winged angels. More slender. The lines are softer and full of beauty of the lines.

And when the white wings stretched slightly, in the center of the fiercely white feathers, a thread of golden thread appeared.

This is the unique feather of the Kingsmai family. Represents the heritage of the six Kingsmai family bloodlines.

This is Audrey's cousin, Camus. It also belongs to the blood of the Kingsmai family.

William. Tocton is his capable man. Suddenly died in the hands of this savage country monk. It made Camas feel as if he had lost his right hand.

However, the attacking words of the cousin's army commander made Kames, who was eager to avenge his men, embarrassed.

Even Camas himself, once trapped in the cyan labyrinth, will appear to be without a trace to William. Tok

This mysterious Nan Batian not only killed William in the cyan labyrinth, but also practiced the ring of the labyrinth to be able to retract freely.

It can be seen from the sudden disappearance of the cyan maze.

This Southern Tyrant had already mastered the Ring of the Labyrinth to a considerable extent.

Kamaz estimated that if he went up by himself, the ending would be two words...finding death!

"Pass him up. Grant him the Holy Word Bow Legion. The position of Centurion."

Obagli's voice was full of undeniable majesty.

All the voices of dissatisfaction disappeared.

A Seraphim warrior dressed in gorgeous armor, a weathered face is covered with

.

However, between the wings on the back, he flew to the arena.

"Victor, the noble Commander of Saint Smyr’s Legion is going to summon you today for a contest on Arena Two. Today is suspended.

"Wow, the beautiful and noble Miss Audrey wants to summon him, William. Tocton is a centurion. Miss Audrey will definitely grant him the position of centurion."

One of the spectators under Arena No. 2 exclaimed.

Compared with the lofty name of the commander of the legion, the people of Fort Navor are more willing to call Miss Audrey by the kindly called name.

The old money shook the eight-lens steel in a leisurely manner, and nodded.

As if he was just an ordinary stranger.

"It's barbaric and rude.

There was a sense of disgust on Seraphim's face. Suddenly another point was heavy.

The old money is pretending to be savage and cold.

What Old Qian is going to play is a mountain monk who fought all the way out of the sea of ​​blood from the dead mountain.

This kind of mountain monk, the old Qian has seen many before, and there are many in front of everyone.

Blood and fighting were the themes in the growth of these monks.

As for the courtesy of the nobles, it is something they don't want to know, and they don't bother to know.

Pass through the elegant and spacious balcony, through the passage lined with countless elegant statues.

After a dizzying turn. The two came to a wide hall.

At the top of the hall, the soft sunlight shed evenly.

Several huge fountains sprayed with ding-dong spring water. It's like a fluffy white pearl flowing around.

The spring waters one after another, elegant music. As if spilled all over the hall.

Dozens of beautiful statues, as well as lifelike reliefs on the walls, make this spacious hall. Full of a sense of beauty to unreal.

Audrey sits on the towering and elegant silver throne, looking down at Old Money,

Under the silver throne, it was as wide as a football field.

Like clouds of warriors and officials, lined up on both sides, the formation is mighty, magnificent, and powerful.

The shining armor reflects the bright sunlight, as if the gods fell in half.

It surpasses the scenes and pomp of any human emperor that Old Qian has seen.

However, Old Qian is like a lion facing a group of beasts, without the slightest fear.

Between actions, it's like that towering mountain.

Place your right hand on your left chest. He performed the etiquette of a knight without humbleness.

Hundreds of eyes looked like sharp swords. Suddenly stabbed this arrogant monk.

A humble monk was so rude to see the noble commander of Saint Smyr's army.

Feeling the sword-like gaze, the old Qian is more confident about his role as a rough person.

To be honest, the old money is on his own skills. There is not much confidence.

Because the road of cultivation is not officialdom, and the old money depends more on fighting, not acting.

Therefore, this kind of savage and crude character is the most certain role that the old money can play well.

And ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the superior person who admires most is this kind of rough character.

The limbs are strong enough, and the mind is simple enough to hit wherever it points. There is not much why, and there is not much response or not.

Sure enough, it was different from the subordinates.

Audrey's eyes were in the eyes of Old Qian's rebellious behavior. Not as angry as the other subordinates.

"Nan Batian, a strong warrior, can you tell me where you are from? Which province was born and raised in?

Report your last name and let me see. Which glorious family were you born into? "

About hey, this woman is really not easy, she will turn my old chassis upside down with one mouth.

"Noble Lord, my hometown is Silent Hill in the Thor Forest.

I have been brought up by a master since I was a child, without a family.

My master has called me Nanbatian since I was a child. Luca.

As for my master, there was no Jiang Xi two years ago.

My main reason for visiting the mainland this time was to find my master.

I was brought up by my master since I was a child. No matter what happens, I have to find out where my master is.

If your honorable legion commander can use your huge warrior to help find it, I, Nan Batian. Luca, will be forever grateful! "

Lao Qian, the bridge section where there are hermits in the field, is simply too classic.

Listening to more than a hundred pairs of eyeballs, they turned upwards together.