God of Nine Suns

()"hehe……"

Looking at the "weakness" with joyful little face, Luo Zhan shook his head lightly, without saying anything, just laughed aloud, and got the wedding dress of "Yan Tiannan" in the "Underground Stone Prison" to pass on his merits , the body training method of "King Kong Indestructible Magical Art", which is shackled at the bottleneck of "Peak of the Land List".

Now that he has been washed and baptized by the spiritual energy of the "Blood Bodhi" spirit fruit, he will finally make another breakthrough and reach the "Early Stage of Heaven". With his physical strength, Luo Zhan would not be inferior to him in the slightest.

Only the elder of the "Shaxue Cult" who possesses the state of "Peak of Tianbang" body training, and possesses the true energy of "the late stage of the world"-"Iron Palm Blood Slaughter", may be able to slightly surpass the same Luo Zhan, who has advanced to the "Peerless Realm", is ahead.

"Hee hee, big brother, let's go to the palace, shall we!"

Seeing that Luo Zhan was in a good mood, his "weak" jet-black and crystal-clear eyes turned, and he took two steps forward briskly, staring at Luo Zhan with longing on his face, and asked with a smile expectantly.

"The palace?"

Hearing the words of "weakness", Luo Zhan's expression of chuckling froze for a moment. In the past three days, he had only told a few stories with the little girl. He never thought that he would be curious about going to the "Imperial Palace" thought.

Although Luo Zhan has advanced to the "Peerless Realm" at this time, he does not need to be afraid of any forces, but he will not rush in casually. Besides, it is also time to meet the leader of the "Tianxiahui" for a while, and think a little bit in his heart For a moment, Luo Zhan didn't reply, but changed the tone of the conversation directly, and persuaded him aloud.

"Youwei, you have been out of the "Little Building in the Heart of the Lake" for several days, if you don't return, I'm afraid the leader of Xiong will be worried!"

"Big Brother, Youwei doesn't want to go back to "Xiaozhu in the Heart of the Lake" again."

Hearing Luo Zhan's persuasion, a look of sadness appeared on the face of "Youwei". Although "Youwei" at this time could not complain that "Xiongba" cared little about him, but he did not want to return to the "birdcage" Small building in the middle of the lake".

"Don't worry, with big brother here, you won't be forced to return to "Xiaozhu in the Heart of the Lake"!"

Looking at the pitiful look of "Weakness", Luo Zhan smiled slightly, reached out and gently stroked the little girl's head, and after a comfort, he stood up straight, and then said loudly.

"Go, remember, practice hard, and have the strength to protect yourself, the only way to get the true freedom of Dinghaishenzhen!"

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"唰", "唰唰"

"Shh..."

At the foot of the mountain behind the main rudder palace of "Tianxiahui", an eleven or twelve-year-old boy in gray cloth, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, holds a broom in each hand. Like two flying dragons, he dances vigorously and vigorously. , swept away the dust on the stone steps one by one, watching the movements of his hands, it was like two people working together, each with its own complexity.

"crack", "crack", "crack"

"Good swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, with the sound of several palm clapping beats, two figures floated in from a distance. Among them, the man in the green shirt, his eyes flickered, obviously admiring the young man in gray's way of using a broom to strike a sword .

"Who are you? What are you doing here!"

Hearing the sound behind him, the gray-clothed boy shouted proudly and coldly, with a cold face covering his face.

"Hmph, a mere handyman can only use a broom instead of a sword!"

The two figures drifting over are exactly the two Luo Zhan who returned to the head of the "Tianxiahui" with "Weakness". Passing by the back mountain, they can see that they can use swords with both hands like "old naughty boy" Zhou Butong. , and the sword style is different, this kind of talent is very unusual, but it is the powerful soul that Luo Zhan has been looking for for a long time.

However, the gray-clothed boy shouted coldly, and before Luo Zhan could speak out, as the little princess of the "Tianxiahui", the proud "weak" was the first to attack, mocking the echo crisply.

"You! Hmph... don't bully the young and poor, one day, I, Duanlang, will become famous in the world!"

Hearing the "weak" sarcasm, the gray-clothed boy's face changed, and after a cold snort, he ignored him, held a broom, and left straight away. The gray-clothed boy faintly sensed the extraordinaryness of Luo Zhan and the two.

"Breaking waves?"

Hearing the arrogant words of the boy in gray, Luo Zhan frowned, and his heart moved slightly, but he never thought that the handyman boy he met here was the son of "Nanlin Jianshou" who brought art into the "Tianxiahui" - Broken waves.

The son of "Buanlang" was born in Duan's family, and entrusted his father's lofty and prestigious ambitions. However, although this son's ambition is higher than the sky, his luck is not good. With a domineering strategy, how could he accept people who joined the club as disciples? ?

Thinking of all kinds of "Broken Waves", Luo Zhan couldn't help but move his mind slightly. If he cultivated it and tempered his will, he would be a hero who can control the overall situation. The departing "Duanlang" said loudly.

"Duanlang, are you willing to worship me as your teacher!"

"Hmph, you are also qualified to be a certain master!"

Hearing Luo Zhan's loud voice behind him, the "Duanlang" who walked forward and left immediately stopped and turned around, shouting coldly. If he hadn't been shocked by the lightness kung fu and body skills that Luo Zhan and his two showed just now, he might have already made a move, and he would have taken him The entertaining Luo Zhan looked at it with some color.

"boom……"

Seeing Duanlang turn around and drink heavily, Luo Zhan didn't say a word, he raised his hand suddenly, and slowly pushed out the palm towards the side of the forest out of thin air. In an instant, golden lights were shining like polo flowers in Luo Zhan's palm, successively bloom.

Then, Luo Zhan pushed out the single palm slowly, and the brilliant golden lights condensed in the palm gradually increased. When Luo Zhan's left palm was completely pushed out, a round of golden sun-like light group suddenly swelled.

Suddenly, a palm print of golden light with a radius of Zhang Xu pierced the sky, whizzed past, and carried a fierce wind, galloping for a short distance, towards the green forest in front, rumbled and crushed Press away.

"Crack clap..."

But seeing where the golden light palm print passed, all trees blocked by the shattering force were suddenly cut off, and there were only bursts of "click" sounds, and the thick green trees with legs blocking in front of the golden light palm print were all gone. Break and dump.

Even the trees around Zhang Xu's golden palm prints, once they are struck by the palm force, sawdust will fly, the light ones will peel off the bark, and the severe ones will wipe off half of the plant's waistline, which is no worse than a tornado Let more.

"boom……"

After the golden light palm print stopped, and destroyed the last big tree three feet away, and knocked it to the ground, Luo Zhanfang looked away, turned his head to the shocked "Duanlang" on the spot, and asked lightly.

"how?"

"Disciple Duanlang, pay homage to master!"

The blow of the "peerless powerhouse" is so powerful. If an ordinary warrior strikes down with one palm, even a team of dozens of people may be wiped out. Such a scene can only be seen by the leader of the "Tianxiahui" a few years ago. However, the strength displayed by the three disciples of Shishuyi when they were children may be comparable.

Listening to Luo Zhan's loud voice, "Duanlang", who was stunned by the power of the "Golden Light Palm Print", suddenly became clever and knew that this was a great opportunity, so he didn't dare to neglect at the moment, knelt down and kowtowed to his disciples gift.