The owner of the golden wind and drizzle at the beginning shocked the world with a knife

Chapter 798 Sad little arrow, piercing with one arrow, the person wearing a mask
The strength of Yuan Thirteen Limits is close to that of Haizhong Ningshen.

Lately he's been preparing for Concentration.

As the great demon god Yuan Thirteen, his pursuit of martial arts is not weaker than anyone else.

Whether it is literary talent or martial arts, he is not inferior to Zhuge Zhengwo, but he is unlucky, and he wants to show off his ambitions, but he has not been reused, so he is depressed and sick, and he is a bit abnormal.

His life was actually a tragedy, and his fate was full of coincidences.

He was reborn in the thirteenth century of the Yuan Dynasty, and he wanted to fight for his destiny to fight again.

He appeared with Ling Luoshi.

I have been communicating with Ling Luoshi recently, and combined with myself, I already know what kind of momentum I want to condense.

People who pursue offense and kill often pay attention to lethality.

The aura he wants to condense is based on the sad little arrow.

"Proud!"

The person who shot looked at the arrogance of Yuan Thirteen Limits, and his face became extremely gloomy.

"Who are you, today I will kill you, so that you will know the consequences of despising the strong man in the sea."

"Those who kill you, Black Remains, Heimushui!"

The visitor let out a low growl.

As soon as his footsteps stepped on the ground, his figure rushed out instantly.

Divine Power: Black Water Flow.

There was a black aura in the aura, which merged with the rain curtain to form a viscous.

A stream of black zhenqi also appeared in the palm, and the zhenqi carried a stream of corrosion, heading towards Yuan Thirteen Limits.

"This person has an extraordinary aura. Although he has not stepped into the sea to concentrate, he is probably not a simple person."

Sima Chang hated looking at Yuan Shisanxian and said.

"Not ordinary people!"

"However, that Ling Luoshi is not simple, his demeanor can lock people's energy!"

"I'm afraid I'm no match for this man."

Lin Xiaotian said in a deep voice.

"It's not too strong for the time being, but when the opponent completely simulates the fourth door, it will be terrifying!"

Sima Chang said angrily.

"However, I don't know what the status of this person in [Azure Dragon Club] is."

Sima Chang said angrily.

the other side.

The man next to Qian Junmo said: "Master, I'm afraid I don't need to take action, I'm afraid [Qinglonghui] has already prepared someone!"

"Although the divine power on this person has not been condensed, this Heimushui is no match."

The man looked at Yuan Thirteen and said.

compared to the horror of others.

Fang Huaiyuan and the old man's expressions became gloomy.

Lie Zhenbei arranged for 36 people from other races to come secretly, but around Su Chen, [Blue Dragon Club] also arranged many people.

"Calculation, who is scheming whom?"

Fang Huaiyuan said with a gloomy face.

The eyes are looking at Yuan Thirteen Limits.

Under the opponent's divine power, Yuan Shisanxian blasted out with a punch.

Fist collides with opponent's palm

The two forces collided, and the terrifying force spread towards the surroundings.

The Yuan Thirteenth Limit was shaken back.

But when the Yuan Thirteenth Limit was shaken back, his stature exploded again, rushing out,

The left hand hates the extreme fist, and the right hand hates the extreme palm.

Keep making moves to offset the opponent's pressure.

He didn't retreat at all, but instead showed a special ferocity on his face.

And condensed a breath on him.

This breath continued to diffuse out.

"The style of play is really fierce, even pressing down on that black wood water!"

Seeing this scene, some people were horrified.

"The divine power is about to appear, but I just don't know what his divine power is?"

Looking at this scene, someone spoke.

in the inn.

Several people's eyes also fell on Yuan Shisanxian.

"Perhaps we can pass the first volume of the Heaven-Hating-Earth Dafa to this Yuan Thirteenth Limit!"

Su Chen thought in his heart.

Yuan Thirteen Limit's talent in martial arts is very high.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have cultivated so many unique skills.

Even if you practice Nishan Zijing, you can master it.

If Zhuge Zhengwo has the luck, Yuan Thirteen Limits may achieve even higher achievements.

"Su Chen, who is this person?"

Mei Xuanshuang looked at Yuan Shisan Xian and said.

"Yuan Thirteen Limits, [Green Dragon Club] Eryue Hall's master!"

Su Chen said.

"Master of the Eryue hall? The divine power is condensed!"

When Mei Xuanshuang was speaking, she saw a shadow appearing on Yuan Shisanxian's body, it was a short arrow.

"That's it? Somewhat like a weapon!"

"Sad little arrow!"

"The strongest attack of Yuan Thirteen Limits."

"It seems that Hei Mushui is about to die, and the condensed power of Yuan Thirteen Limits is the time of his death!"

"Actually, even if he doesn't have divine power, Yuan Thirteen Limits can still kill him."

"His power is too weak, he can't stop Yuan Thirteen Limit's sad little arrow."

Su Chen said.

When Su Chen's words fell, Yuan Shisanxian, who had condensed his aura, stepped back.

"Today you helped me gather my power, and I will use my strongest move to kill you as a respect for you!"

Yuan Thirteen Limit never stabbed people in the back.

His sad little arrow is also positive,

"you!"

Hearing the words of Yuan Thirteen Limits, Hei Mushui's expression was very ugly.

He failed to win the opponent, and let the opponent successfully condense his momentum.

This is his disgrace.

The opponent now wants to kill him with one move.

Roar!
Hei Mushui became frightened and angry, and the veins on his forehead popped up.Terrible black energy appeared all over his body, and it radiated towards the surroundings. The energy was soaring to the sky, and the energy and blood on his body also flowed rapidly, forming a fiery heat, which evaporated all the surrounding rain curtains.

"Black Water God's Palm!"

Hei Mushui went crazy, he burst out all his energy and blood.

He wants to fight Yuan Shi San Xian desperately.

Be sure to kill Yuan Thirteen Limits.

boom

Yuan Thirteen Limits burst out, and the sad little arrow appeared. This is the little arrow he made temporarily.

Although it is just an ordinary small arrow.

But the moment he picked up the small arrow in his hand.

A murderous air filled the air

call!
The little arrow was attached to the arm of Yuan Thirteen Limits.

The surrounding air seemed to surge toward the little arrow in an instant.

At the moment when the surrounding air flowed in, the rain curtain that was originally flowing down between the surrounding sky and the earth seemed to be cut off in an instant, and no raindrops fell for a while.

"The move affects the weather, this move is terrifying!"

Sima Changhen's eyes froze.

Then he couldn't help looking at Liu Junxiong.

Liu Junxiong's expression also changed at the moment.

The breath on his body exploded, and with a grasp of his palm, a saber knife appeared in his hand, and his momentum rose.

Just at this moment, a figure walked out behind him.

The figure was dressed in black, with a mask on his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but as soon as he appeared, he locked himself in with a gesture. If he made a move, the other party would definitely make a move
Although the other party is wearing a mask.

But he could clearly sense a fierce aura from the other party.

If you don't move, you will be done, and if you move, it will be extremely fierce.

now.

Sima Changhen's eyes also saw the figure that appeared
"Wearing a mask, another one, a master of [Blue Dragon Society], but he didn't show his true face!"

"Who is this person?"

Sima Chang hated his words.

At this moment

There was a burst of thunder in the sky.

Yuan Thirteen Limited's sad little arrow burst out
This is when he fought Zhuge Zhengwo back then, after he exploded the strongest arrow, he exploded again and exploded the strongest blow again.

The past and the past are scattered with the wind, and the current world will fight against the sky again.

The haze of the previous life must be broken by him this time.

The arrow moves with the air.

Roar!
With a low growl, Hei Mushui burst out with full momentum, punched out, and went towards the sad little arrow with great vigor.

Just under this arrow, it was instantly shattered.

嗤

The long arrow pierced through the opponent's body.

The body paused, his eyes looked at his chest, and then at Yuan Thirteen Limits.

"who are you?"

He wanted to know the name of Yuan Shi San Xian.

"This seat is limited to the thirteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the head of the February Hall of the [Qinglong Club]."

Yuan Thirteen's voice echoed in the air.
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There are 2 more at around five o'clock in the evening

(End of this chapter)