I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 36

Among the human beings that Wu Mourning has encountered so far.

The previous strongest players were Lian Ping and Lian Liaoyuan.

The owner of the Huifeng Martial Arts Hall, from the naked eye, is an ordinary thin man no matter how he looks at it. He already knows his destiny, and he doesn't even have much threat at all.

But Lian Ping is indeed a real and powerful warrior.

However, his strength is what Wu Mourning can perceive and deal with, and even in the case of a full-strength attack, the ending of life and death is unknown.After all, warriors fight, in addition to their own cultivation and blood, weapon skills also have a huge impact. For example, the ghost knife holding the Liuhe gun was not instantly killed by Wu Mourning, but could go back and forth for several rounds .

And at this moment, in the convoy.

that one.

There is no doubt that it is an existence of transcendence and holiness. This realm is called Qizang in the Thirteen Swords.Warriors who can reach this level are no different from human immortals in the eyes of ordinary people, and they are peerless generals who are invincible to thousands of people!
Wu Mourning saw it for the first time.

Just one person's blood is more than the total amount and deterrence of a martial arts gym. The people in that car are like bright Dharma protectors walking on the earth!
The convoy passed slowly in front of it.

On the sixteenth year of that year, on Yusong Street, Wu Mourn stood like a minion, but his eyes were always calm and peaceful.

Decorated with gold, silver and jade, with delicate and beautiful textures, the vehicle does not conceal its grandeur and luxury. For the real nobles of Zhuxia, those are just numbers and objects.

They can be held in their hands and played with like treasures, but they can also be discarded like sand and gravel.

In the passing moment.

Wu Mourn saw a handsome and indifferent young man of an aristocratic family sitting in the back seat of that car. He was wearing a jade crown and a simple ivory jade hairpin tied his hair up. He exuded an indescribable coldness and arrogance , as if there was nothing around him worth moving his eyes.

Just when Wu Mourn was staring at him.

If the aristocratic son felt something, he naturally raised his eyes and stabbed Wu Mourn accurately.

At this moment, Wu Mourning really had the illusion that his eyes had been stabbed.

In the bustling well of the world, two warriors with very different identities met and missed with the rolling of the wheel. The originally careless family man showed a smile. Although their strengths are very different, they are essentially the same kind of people The kind of person who calmly controls everything!
"interesting."

"My lord, what interesting thing can make you interested?" A lady who accompanied the aristocrat and waited on him asked curiously in a crisp voice.

"I didn't expect to meet a warrior with good spirits in such a small place as Yushan."

"It must be inferior to you, son."

A trace of deep admiration flashed in the eyes of the green and delicate lady. Her son is already invincible in Yunzhou. In this era, Puhai can't find anyone who can compare with him. He is as dazzling as the sun hanging in the sky!
Zuo Jia Zuo Kuang!

Even the prince of Jinling confessed frankly after giving advice that Zuo Kuang would be able to defeat the whole world and reach the pinnacle that no one had ever set foot before, given Zuo Kuang another ten years.

"It's just good. It may take him a lifetime to walk up to me and let me bow my head and have a fight with him."

The interest in Zuo Kuang's eyes quickly faded.

This era is indeed very exciting, but he still feels that it is too slow.All the princes in the temple and the warriors in the world are all longing for the arrival of a more immortal Zhu Xia.

"My lord, the Town God's Temple is coming soon." The lady reminded in a low voice.

Erbajia's body looks like crisp, and she cuts fools with a sword at her waist.

Facing the pure charm of the lady, Zuo Kuang ignored it, his indifferent eyes looked through the car window, and landed directly on the couplet at the entrance of the Town God's Temple.

There are three worlds in the world, it is up to you to accumulate good and evil.

Throughout the ages, who has been let go by the underworld.

Hengpi: You are here!
The big vermilion characters are written like blood, full of coldness and malice!

"A bunch of fake things." Zuo Kuang sneered disdainfully.

But fake things can still be used, so he came over from Yushan Town.Otherwise, those wine bags and rice bags at home might mess things up and make Su Wutang look sideways.

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Wu Mourning was supposed to be moist.

But after seeing the son of the aristocratic family, he suddenly refused to leave.

The reason is simple, he wants to see the excitement.In this bustling Yushan Town, such a powerful martial artist suddenly appeared, and he went straight to the Town God's Temple. It must be a wonderful scene of thunder and fire.

And he can also inquire about it by the way.

Which aristocratic family is this, acting so domineeringly.

To Wu Mourning's surprise, the well-informed market was misfired this time, and a group of people talked and talked, but they couldn't recognize which family in Yushan this convoy belonged to.What surprised Wu Mourn even more was that the convoy was actually pretty good in the eyes of the peddlers, at least the team didn't intentionally smash or hurt anyone.

They are busy making money, and they are indeed blocking the nobleman's way, and the nobleman can drive directly all the way through.

Wu Mourn didn't know what to say.

I can only sigh in my heart, this is Zhu Xia.

What disappointed Wu Mourn was that he was ready to watch the play, but it seemed that the play ended before it even started.The people watching the convoy from a distance entered the Temple of the City God, and after a violent sway, the arrogant Yin Qi converged to be undetectable, but the Yin Qi did still exist.

Such a phenomenon made Wu Mourn's heart sink.

He was not worried that the powerful and deadly son of the family would be killed by a ghost trap, the current change, Wu Mourn could not think of extermination, but beating.

This inspects Simin City God Xian Youbo.

I'm afraid I won't be able to die for a while...

Wu Mourn didn't stop, and merged into the bustling snack street, like a drop of water melted into the sea, and disappeared into this street where nothing had happened.

The remaining peddlers and peddlers are still praising the benevolence of today's nobles.

Today, the style of the Zhuxia family has a lot of Wei and Jin meanings, but overall it is still good. It still cares about you if you can let the guards beat you. I remind you to be careful not to be beaten to death inexplicably. Some aristocratic families who are too much don’t care at all , not caring also means not cherishing.

I just love my reputation, and I don't allow local newspapers to report what happened.

As night falls, there are snacks on the street.

Lao Huang, who was closing the stall and preparing to go home for a rest, suddenly felt difficulty in breathing, and he couldn't help but gasped heavily while covering his chest.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him, he has to go home, his wife and children are still waiting for the money he earned today.

Lao Huang struggled and staggered two steps forward.

In his hand, he held a treasure note covered with oil stains.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his internal organs, and he fell to the street with a slap, his breathing stopped, and his pupils were rapidly dilated.Before his vision completely dimmed, Lao Huang saw Wu Pan floating above, and Wu Pan with a black face and fangs smiled grinningly at him.

Wu Pan, whose body was damaged and illusory, was floating in the night sky, invisible to the naked eye, and was slowly recovering and repairing.

end of the street.

Wu Miao, who turned back and was about to satisfy his appetite, hid instantly, his heart beating wildly!
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