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Chapter 295: The Allah Family!

For a while, Zhang Xiaojun wanted to watch the monks' martial arts competition to recruit relatives, so Zhang Xiaojun deliberately started to listen. After getting time and some rules, Zhang Xiaojun found an inn to rest.

This time I came to Europe, the most important thing is to understand some of the situation here, but more importantly, Jiangnan provided Zhang Xiaojun with a way to comprehend the law, that is to train the mind, the direction of the heart, the attainment of the law, available law.

The next day, Zhang Xiaojun came to the center of the city called Ala City. The audition started. Zhang Xiaojun still sealed his cultivation. He didn't have the special energy fluctuation of comprehending the law. , and only regarded Zhang Xiaojun as a monk with a relatively good foundation and the pinnacle of the God Destroyer Realm.

"Who is the blood killer?" An official called.

Zhang Xiaojun hurried out and said, "It's me!"

"Okay, come with me, go to the fourth ring!" The official guide guided these monks whose bone age was under 50 years old in the God Destroyer Realm.

Because Ala City has set restrictions on recruiting relatives for this martial arts competition, the age limit for martial arts moves is under 50 years old, and the cultivation base starts at the Underworld Realm.

At present, Zhang Xiaojun is a group of people with relatively top cultivation and relatively young age, who are favored by Ala City officials.

Soon, the audition officially began. In the temporary arena, Zhang Xiaojun's opponent was also a guy at the peak of God's Extinction Realm, with a bone age of 49, who was almost on the line to be shortlisted.

"Boy, why are you wearing a mask? I see your figure. You are not very old. This cultivation is not bad, but it is still in vain under my soul-breaking knife. I advise you to retreat now. It is important to save your life. Beauty Those things can only be enjoyed when the cultivation base is reached!" Broken Soul Knife looked arrogant.

This made Zhang Xiaojun very upset. This is the legendary "relying on the old and selling the old". When he was in the city, Zhang Xiaojun often saw similar news from the news, so he especially hated those guys who thought they were old people and the whole world had to revolve around him. .

And this soul-breaking knife, 49 years old, can be regarded as half an old man. Of course, this age is still very, very young for monks. The living age is only a very small part.

"You talk too much!" Zhang Xiaojun said in a deep voice.

As soon as Zhang Xiaojun opened his mouth, Broken Soul Knife confirmed his guess. Zhang Xiaojun was very young, and such a young person actually had the cultivation base of the peak of the God Destroyer Realm. At the peak of God's Extinction Realm, he has also been vigorously cultivated by his family and has extraordinary talents, so he can be regarded as a genius.

"Good boy, I won't be merciful!" The Broken Soul Knife shouted angrily, and pulled out a knife with a strange black air. This is his weapon, the Broken Soul Knife, which has the power to interfere with people's souls. Weapons, but ordinary yellow-rank weapons are not as good as this Xuan-rank soul-breaking knife.

Zhang Xiaojun pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword on his back. The Xuanyuan Sword has a restrained aura, and its material seems to be ordinary, but it is at the level of a divine weapon. The ordinary blood-colored long sword is actually a divine weapon, because ordinary divine weapons carry powerful coercion, and some low-level weapons that are close to the divine weapon will be out of control.

But Xuanyuan Sword has never used its own coercion to fight against so many weapons, and has always relied on its own strength. This once made Zhang Xiaojun doubt whether the weapon he was holding was a divine weapon, but in the end, he didn't care, did he? Artifacts just need to be handy.

"Boy, since you are obsessed with your obsession, then sit on the dead soul under my sword!" The soul-breaking knife was extremely arrogant.

Zhang Xiaojun was really speechless, this soul-breaking knife was so arrogant, it was really uncomfortable, Zhang Xiaojun didn't say a word, he raised his sword and rushed towards the soul-breaking knife.

The contest between Zhang Xiaojun and Duan Hun Dao also made the city lord of Ala Dao and Ala Gulli's daughter, who was observing in secret, a pale and weak girl with a bit of exoticism.

Accompanying them was the butler of Ala City, Old Ala. This old man had no surname at first, but was bestowed upon him by the Lord Ala. His full name was ALS.

"Housekeeper, is that masked man bloody?" Ala Dao asked.

ALS nodded, and said: "Reporting to the city lord, it was a blood kill. The bone age is similar to that of the lady, and the strength is strong. It is rare to reach the level of God's Extinction at this age, but the background can't be found..."

ALS briefly introduced Zhang Xiaojun's situation, Ala Dao nodded, did not speak, quietly watched the two people's fight in the ring, Zhang Xiaojun has also experienced many battles, and his combat experience is almost older than this The 30-year-old soul-breaking knife is much stronger. If Zhang Xiaojun hadn't released the water, the soul-breaking knife would have been at a disadvantage long ago.

But Zhang Xiaojun knew that he was enough to absorb the sun. If he was too aggressive, he would be easily struck by lightning, so he tried his best to sell some flaws, but at the same time, he caught the speed so that the flaws did not pose any serious threat to him.

In the attic, Araguli looked forward with beautiful eyes, and seemed extremely satisfied with Zhang Xiaojun. She could feel that there was no ugly person behind the mask.

"He's delaying time on purpose," Aragul said.

Both Ala Knife and ALS were stunned for a moment, and after carefully savoring Ala Gulli's words, they both came to the same conclusion, that is, Zhang Xiaojun was pretending to be defeated by Soul Breaking Knife, just to cover up his own edge.

This kind of young man knows how to restrain his edge, so his temperament will not be bad, so Ala Dao and ALS stared at Zhang Xiaojun firmly.

As for Araguli, seeing Zhang Xiaojun's various performances on stage, he became a little agitated, and soon coughed violently. Araguli hurriedly put his palms on Araguli's back, conveying the warmth. Warm aura.

"Daughter, go back and rest." Aradao knew why his daughter coughed, because her mood fluctuated.

But Aragul shook his head and said, "Father, I want to see, I want to see how long he can act?"

Aradao frowned deeply, but in the end he could only shake his head, because he knew that his daughter's days were numbered, so he let it go. He wanted his daughter to be happier in her last days.

The face of ALS on the side is full of pity. He watched Araguli grow up, but now he has to look at Araguli, a kind-hearted, observant, very intelligent young girl who is just like this. That strange disease was taken away.

But he couldn't even sigh, he was afraid that Aragul would be sad, so he kept trying to be calm in front of Aragul.

　ps: Thanks for the 500 coin reward from the real name Hill Boy, thanks to Wumo for the 100 coin reward, and thanks to Shui Lian and Crazy for the monthly pass.

　　
　
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