Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 317 Eight-armed Mantis Clan!

(Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. I suffered from insomnia last night. I haven’t slept in ten steps all night. I wanted to post a two-in-one chapter. After writing for 5 hours, I only wrote the number of words for a chapter. I feel dizzy.)

puff!

There was blood splattering, and the father and son of the demon king from the Xuangui Clan in the North Sea were injured in ice, and they almost couldn't even let out a scream, and they were blown into powder in the air.

"Bastard!"

The young man with the golden feather armor shouted angrily, his blond hair was almost on fire. He is the eldest grandson of the demon emperor of the generation of the Golden Winged Roc clan, and he is enough to rank high in the fossil class. The young master was beaten into powder, which was a slap in the face.

You Peng roared through the sky, this is the "Golden Peng Fist", performed in the hands of the eldest grandson of the golden-winged roc clan demon emperor, it is far more powerful than Na Luokong.

Almost at the moment when the ice injury was smashed into powder, this fist, which was faster than lightning, reached behind the radiant figure.

call!

For a split second, that figure didn't even look at it, and turned around to punch him.

Boom!

As if the battle drums of the heavens were beating, after a punch, the figure that was condensed like light flashed and appeared in front of the altar. The young master staggered backwards, plowed the ground with both feet, and stood still after retreating more than ten feet. One fist was bloody, revealing pale golden phalanges.

"It's you!"

Soon, a member of the royal family exclaimed, seeing the figure of the person in front of him clearly, he could not believe it, it turned out to be this one.

before the altar.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Liu Qingchan's mouth, looking at the back of the young man in front of him, who hadn't seen him for a few days, seemed to be a little wider.

Little fairy Su Qinian!

Several disciples of the Royal Academy also secretly thought in their hearts. Obviously, this little fairy's skill has deepened again. In front of an obviously stronger young master of the monster fossil level, he killed the ice wound of the Xuangui tribe in the North Sea, and then killed him. His punch was knocked back, and the force displayed between his gestures and gestures was already beyond imagination.

Perhaps today, it is not that there is no hope of surviving.

This idea showed signs of extinguishing soon, because there were still seven young masters of the monster race who had not made a move, and there was even a taboo figure among them.

Taboo characters, that is comparable to the existence of the top ten in the dragon and tiger list, called taboo, is no longer an ordinary young man Jie Kebi, even the little monk Mingjue and the female supreme Xu Ruoyi understand that those few in the top ten of the dragon and tiger list Individuals have never participated in such so-called opportunities to seek good luck. They have their own way, and they are people who truly follow their own way, not just limited to creating and performing a second-rate martial arts.

"who are you!"

The young man of the demon tribe with golden feather armor had a cold tone, and stared at Su Qinian in front of the altar. Since his debut, he has never suffered such a big loss except in the hands of a few taboo figures.

"Taoist Academy, Wudang Qingyang, Su Qinian."

monastery?It's the monastery again!

The eldest grandson of the demon emperor of the golden-winged roc clan is sinking like water, including the Shaolin disciple just now, the young palace master of the Vulture Palace in Tianshan, are all disciples of the Taoist school. Is that place that has been in decline revived again?

"The heir of the death knife, it turns out to be you."

It's not that no one knows about the changes in Chang'an City of the Great Han Dynasty in the past few months. Someone recognized Su Qinian. Among the remaining seven figures, a young man with a knife came out and stood in front of the monster clan of the Golden Winged Roc clan. around the youth.

"Luo Sheng, the successor of the Life-saving Saber, how about you leave it to me?"

The young man with the knife opened his mouth, and finally made the group of royal children in front of the altar recognize the identity of the young man of the demon clan with golden feather armor, the North Sea Kun God Kingdom, the eldest grandson of the contemporary demon emperor of the Golden Winged Peng clan, and the younger generation of the demon clan. One of the few masters in the fossil class.

Even though he already had such an identity, after the young man with the sword opened his mouth, Luo Sheng looked at his shattered fist, and then took half a step back without saying a word.

Ok?

Apart from Su Qinian and Liu Qingchan, even the little monk Mingjue and Xu Ruoyi have their pupils constricted, which can make the eldest grandson of the demon emperor give up revenge, which is enough to show that the young man with a knife who came out at this moment, stronger than it.

The monster race respects the strong, and will never show more awe just because the opponent's blood is stronger. Strong force can win everything.

Therefore, Ruxu Ruoyi, a girl who is as cold as ice, also deeply understands that this trip will probably be difficult.

Although the young headmaster in front of him is strong, even if he has good luck and improved skills in the past few days, he can defeat one or two, and it is impossible to defeat the remaining seven masters in a row, let alone a taboo character among them.

"Eight-armed mantis clan, Lang Lin!"

The young man with a knife directly opened his mouth. This is a young man from the demon tribe who exudes a sharp knife aura from all over his body. His eyebrows are like knives, his eyes are like knives, and his hair is like a knife. It is a sharp and wanton sword.

hiss!

This time, even Liu Qingchan's eyes flashed a solemn look.

The Eight-armed Mantis Clan, apart from the Kunpeng Royal Clan, is a rare and powerful imperial clan in Beihai Kunshen. This clan is extremely rare, even fewer than the Kunpeng Clan. There are almost no more than two people in a generation, and they are often passed on in a single line.

This is a tyrannical race where one or two people can become the imperial clan.

Lang Lin, the only son of the demon emperor of the eight-armed mantis clan!

There is no doubt that this is a young master whose bloodline talent is second to none in the whole of Beihai. In the eight-armed mantis clan whose bloodline continues to be difficult, there are almost no exceptions. Entering the realm of the demon king, and not just an ordinary demon king, at least he can survive the seventh level of thunder calamity and enter the realm of great success.

How strong Yuanshen Dacheng is, looking at the entire territory of the Great Han Dynasty, he is at least one of the top fifteen outstanding figures on the Yuanshen list.

The only son of the Demon Emperor!

He is also the only descendant of the eight-armed mantis clan of this generation!

All the children of the royal family are breathing stagnantly, feeling a kind of suffocating pressure. It's not that they like to appear so weak. In fact, looking at the younger generation, they are definitely not weak, otherwise they would not be selected to enter the Dragon Tomb Continent to find opportunities Good fortune, but this time the monster clan has made thorough preparations, and almost half of the real masters of the younger generation of the Beihai Kun Kingdom have come in. How can they compete against this.

In fact, they also felt extremely humiliated. As the children of the Han royal family, at this moment, they could only gasp in amazement. This scene destined to become passers-by was so familiar.

From the past to the present, they have not always been able to take the initiative, and now they can only be reduced to a foil.

"It is said that in Wudang Qingyang Peak of the Great Han Dynasty, the Life-Sending Saber is an ominous sword. No one has ever lived more than [-] years, but the sword technique is extremely strong, and it can be reversed to kill the primordial spirit."

Lang Lin opened his mouth. He stared at Su Qinian, his eyes burning, and said, "I'm curious, how strong is this sword technique that once raged in my North Sea."

"Let's use the knife." In front of the altar, Su Qinian said calmly.

This was his response, calm and indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.

"You don't have a knife?"

Lang Lin raised his eyebrows, seeing that the boy didn't seem to have any plans to use the knife for the time being.

"Insanity!"

Luo Sheng scolded coldly, in front of the only son of the demon emperor of the eight-armed mantis clan, he dared to be so contemptuous, he simply didn't know what life and death were.

This is a human youth whose eyes are dazzled by the achievements in front of him.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how strong Su Qinian is right now. After reaching third-rate mastery, he has a perfect understanding of both size and size. Except for that taboo character, fossil-level characters may cause some troubles, but they are definitely not in front of him. Su Qinian puts it in his eyes.

He has enough belief that he can defeat any opponent in front of him.

However, Lang Lin was not angry. The only son of the demon emperor seemed to have a very good temper. Even though he was as sharp as a knife, his demon aura was as pure as that of the son of the Kunpeng emperor. It was not violent or bloody. The pure Dao rhyme also changed Su Qinian's image of the monster race a lot. It seems that after arriving on the road of practice, they all lead to the same road, and they all have similarities.

"Your physical body is strong enough, and I am not as good as you. Then, I will use the knife."

The emperor of the eight-armed mantis clan opened his mouth very calmly, but Luo Sheng's eyes twitched when he heard it, while many disciples of the royal family and the disciples of the Royal Academy were shocked in their hearts. Even the emperor of the eight-armed mantis clan in Beihai, Self-confessed that his body is not as good as his body, how did this young master of the Taoist Academy cultivate? He is only sixteen years old and has been practicing martial arts for two years.

hum!

There was the sound of a knife. It was a long knife that could be five feet long and green like jade. The blade was slender and thin like a cicada's wing.

"Sky Mantis Knife!"

Lang Lin looked at Su Qinian, and said solemnly: "Every member of my eight-armed mantis clan is gifted with blood and supernatural powers, and they all condense the eight-armed mantis arms into this heavenly mantis knife. Now, I have stepped into the third The realm of the knife, this is the first knife."

The Realm of Three Swords!

In front of the altar, Liu Qingchan's face became more serious when he heard the words. The eight-armed mantis clan in the North Sea has the bloodline magical powers of four pairs of sky-mantis arms. Supernatural martial arts "Tiantangdao".

Heavenly Mantis kills all sentient beings!

This is the evaluation that Liu Qingchan read in a handbook of a former sage in the royal family's secret library, and that handbook of a former sage was written by an extremely powerful person in the royal family who had achieved the pure Yang Yuanshen.

The Eight-armed Mantis Clan, a Heavenly Mantis Saber, and a Heavenly Mantis Saber technique with the power of eight swords, under the quasi-holy destiny, the eight-armed Mantis Clan demon emperor is almost impossible to fight against.

At this moment, Lang Lin, the emperor of the eight-armed mantis clan, pointed at Su Qinian with his five-foot mantis knife as thin as a cicada's wing, like emerald jade.

But at this time, in front of the altar, Su Qinian's gaze swept over one of the remaining six figures indiscernibly. He remained calm, but fully on guard. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. I suffered from insomnia last night. I haven’t slept in ten steps all night. I wanted to post a two-in-one chapter. After writing for 5 hours, I only wrote the number of words for a chapter. I feel dizzy.)

(End of this chapter)