Conceited Immortal On Campus

In the Second World War, Huaxia won.

But none of the people present showed joy.

Lin Ming River's figure flashed and appeared in front of Lin Fangxiao.

He looked at Lin Fangxiao, who was bleeding from seven orifices, and connected his fingers to stop the injury.

But there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Lin Fangxiao, it's useless!

A martial arts, as the pride of the Lin family, even if he won this battle, his body almost had irreversible injuries.

After the first World War, he was afraid that he could no longer take the road of martial arts.

It's not just Lin Ming River. In the audience, some people can see Lin Fangxiao's injury.

What a tragedy!

These two wars are just two. China has lost five people and one more.

The world will be martial, the power of a hundred countries, so terrible?

The younger generation is even more pale. They are also proud in China and are praised as geniuses.

But if it were for them, now I'm afraid I didn't even have the courage to play.

Is this the strong one of the 100 overseas countries? It is said that the hundred overseas countries have not yet fully recovered, and the hundred countries' rebellion three hundred years ago brought together many powerful people.

Even so, is it so terrible?

Is China too weak, or is the influence of overseas countries too strong!?

In the distance, Wan Youlian, Wan haobing and others are pale, constantly swallowing saliva.

Even if we win, we have to pay a great price. I'm afraid the next five battles will be even worse.

Lin Minghe has given Lin Fangxiao to the Lin family. He takes out a pill and gives it to Lin Fangxiao to protect his life.

Then, the Lin family left with Lin Fangxiao's face full of grief.

Lin Ming River said slowly, "the third war, Huaxia, Chutian!"

His words attracted many people in the audience.

I saw a middle-aged man in hemp clothes sitting freely. With the sound of Linming River, Chutian's eyes slowly opened.

The sixth mountain, recognized as the first master of China.

Chutian!

Rumor has it that this man has excellent martial arts roots. He was brought into the sixth mountain by Lin Ming River since he was a child.

At the age of 20, he traveled around the world. After returning, he traveled around the world and challenged the masters of various forces.

There has never been a spread of victory or defeat, but someone in the sixth mountain has decided that the power of Chu heaven can be the first in the realm of Chinese masters.

For this reason, many Chinese masters went to the sixth mountain to challenge, but in the end, they were calm.

There was no news of who won or lost, but this result is enough to prove it.

Chutian jumped up from the audience and fell on the challenge arena.

Among all the overseas countries, a man in flaming clothes came out of the magic church.

The man said with a smile: "Chutian, we meet again!"

They seem to know each other, but Chutian's eyes are calm.

"Last time, I didn't enjoy myself. This time, you should not be able to leave!"

The man of magic church makes a sound. He is holding an ancient book. Suddenly, he says something.

In a flash, the temperature suddenly rose above the whole challenge arena.

The man's body was surrounded by fire, but the next moment, Chutian's figure disappeared.

One side of the ring of fire, there is a break, then, Chutian will appear in the man's body.

Chu Tian looked at the man indifferently, only to see the palm of his hand a shock, it is down to the man's chest.

The man's face suddenly changed. Suddenly, he was covered with air. But the next moment, he was smashed by Chu Tian's hand.

In the palm of Chu Tian's hand, there was golden vigorous Qi. One hand easily penetrated the man's chest.

Blood stained arm, but Chutian didn't feel it, he just looked around the country coldly, light way: "next!"

Many people in the hundred countries are aware of Chutian's provocation.

"It's interesting that this man deceives no one in our country?" The head of all the temples, who was born with a smile.

The emperor, who is the crown of the emperor, can't help but smile and say: "clean and neat, it's rare!"

"The gap is too big, hum, the waste of the magic church!" Others look gloomy.

In Chu Tian's eyes, a man in ancient Egyptian clothes in a hundred countries walked slowly to the challenge arena.

He looked at Chu Tian with a strange light in his eyes.

Chutian moved, his feet like the wind and his figure like a ghost.

The population of ancient Egypt has strange syllables. In an instant, there are strands of strange black air on Chutian's body.

For a moment, Chutian seemed to be set in midair.

The man of gu'e held a dagger in his hand. He looked at the golden Gang awn on Chu Tian's body.

It is a step out, dagger, directly to Chutian stab.

In the audience, Chen Yi looks at Chutian and nague, his brow frowning."Is it the resurrection of the ancients?" As Chen Yi frowned, his eyes fell on the direction where gu'er was.

In the air, he seemed to collide with one's eyes.

This person is the one he met at the foot of Longchi mountain before, and even had a fight with.

It seems that the strength of the other side, even the knowledge and experience, is far beyond what they have.

Not only he, but also the people who fought against Chutian.

Chu Tian smashed the black Qi with his vigorous Qi and avoided the dagger. However, the other side seemed to have expected Chu Tian's action.

The other side's vision seems to surpass Chutian too much, as if all the actions of Chutian are expected by him.

Sure enough, after Chutian was in a dilemma for several times, the people of naguai suddenly drank it, and then a strange wind appeared. The wind swept over Chutian's body, and a kind of black air appeared on his face.

"This is the power of Anubis!"

In China, someone said in a deep voice.

Anubis is the God of death in the legend of ancient Egypt. Now all the people who exist in ancient Egypt are the guardians of anubis.

But this vein has already declined day by day, and there have never been several people.

Chu Tian is under the influence of the God of death of ancient Egypt. His action seems to be slow, but the other party suddenly rises up and kills Chu Tian with a dagger in his hand.

Seeing that the dagger would tear Chutian's body, Chutian burst out to drink, and his body was dazzled by gang Qi.

The man of nague gave a sneer. He spat out strange syllables. Then, his upper body swelled a circle, and even there was a wolf's hair on his skin.

Like anubis, the God of death who has turned into a myth of ancient Egypt, the power of the God of death lingers on the arms of the people of ancient Egypt.

Bang!

The vigorous Qi burst into pieces, almost like a dagger, and directly pierced into Chutian's heart.

In a flash, Chutian's body seemed to wither, and his blood was swallowed by the dagger. Finally, he was as dry as a tree and withered on the challenge arena.

Chutian, known as the first master of China, is dead!

There was a trace of sadness on Lin Ming he's face, and even on Lin Feng's face. Lin Ming He clenched his hands and looked at the people of gu'ai with almost a trace of killing in his eyes.

At this time, in the audience, the man of gu'ai who had fought with Chen Yi in Longchi before was spewing out a word, "Yu!"

The man in the ring turned his head, and then he watched the man kneel down on one knee to worship the gods.

In the audience, Chen Yi looked at the scene, his brow slightly wrinkled.

"It seems that some old guys come out, but they will choose the time." Chen Yi whispered, "I'm afraid China is going to lose this war!"

He could see that the other side was a man who had fallen asleep in ancient Egypt and now came back to life.

Strength, has not yet returned to its heyday, but absolutely beyond the master of this realm.

It's equivalent to a martial arts immortal who suppresses cultivation to the master's realm, which is definitely not something that ordinary masters can contend with.

The civilization of ancient Egypt is not inferior to that of China, and its ancient heritage is not necessarily inferior to that of China.

As Chen Yi expected, Huaxia was an old master of beibing in the next two wars.

He has been at the peak of gangjing for many years. In gangjing, he is definitely a first-class strong man.

But Guyana is so weird that the power of death can not only erode others, but also make people hallucinate.

The old master was always trapped by the realm, and his mood was unstable. Under the control of Yu, he was easily stabbed by a dagger.

The third person, the same way, has a wolf's hair in his body. Whether it's keen or powerful, it's even more frightening.

That dagger is enough to tear the vigorous Qi easily.

Three people even buried, a life, all by the dagger phagocytosis, body decay.

Third battle, lost!

This is too tragic, not to mention the ordinary people like Lei Yulan, those great masters, even the real people, even Yan an, Shen Kong's face can not help but become low.

The situation of WWF is more tragic than they imagined, and it is more than several times more tragic.

In the Third World War, nine people were injured in China, which is a considerable number of countries. The casualties are half of China's.

"There are not only people who can enjoy themselves, but also a few who can study hard since childhood. Times have changed." Yan an sighed, "used to be respectable, and who is willing to barefoot loess."

"It's time for us old guys to fight for it!" Shenkong said with a smile: "true JunJing, if you lose again, you can't say it!"

Lin Ming River goes forward to deal with the corpse. Looking at Yu turning around and leaving indifferently, his eyes become more gloomy.

Fourth war!

The great master's fight!

Lin Ming River took a deep breath, this time, he did not speak, just walked to the side of the stadium.

I saw an old man rising from the wind and slowly falling on the ground.Among the hundred countries, some people have gone out of the temples.

A tall man with brown hair like a sheep tattoo on his forehead and erect eyes walked slowly into the challenge arena.

"Beiyue, Xiao He!"

The old man looked at the foreigner who was only about forty years old. He spoke slowly.

On the other side, he stood in the same place like a broadsword, with a smile, "Mamen!"

The seven monarchs of hell, the keeper of the legendary treasure house of hell, is the symbol of sin and money.

The old man said with a slow smile, "it's the throne of the seven kings of hell again. I haven't fought with those who have the throne in the West for a long time!"

Xiao He took a slow step forward. In the temple, the woman, known as the God of wisdom and elegance, frowned at the moment.

"Xiao He!"

"Sixty years ago, the people of the asmontes' throne went to China, as if they died in the hands of this name!"

Immediately, the God of Zhiya said coldly, "don't underestimate, Mamen!"

Unfortunately, it's too late for her to speak.

I saw Xiao He step out, such as shrinking into inch, in an instant appeared in front of Mamen.

Xiao He raised his hand and saw a dark ripple between heaven and earth.

Xiao He's eyes turned into a dark color.

I saw a strange image emerge between heaven and earth, such as a mysterious turtle roaring up to the sky.

His feet were like mountains, so he trampled on them.

Beiyue, Xuanwu God gate, Xuanwu town gate keeper!

Mamen's face suddenly changed. Even if he drank, he turned into thousands of black gold coins and rose up all over the sky.

Unfortunately, under the feet of Xuan GUI, the gold coin was broken. When the vision disappeared, Xiao He's hand had already fallen on Ma men's chest.

Xiao he smile, he negative hand and stand, "the so-called gods, but so!"

In a word, it's like scorning the temples.

In the temples, the faces of many gods became heavy and more murderous.

Xiao He was in the same place. He saw that the body of Mamen suddenly broke into seven or eight pieces.

A person without fear, a person without death, such as a sharp contrast!