Death Sutra

The soldiers of the Dragon Army never had to kneel down to the Dragon King. Even if they were willing to do so, they only landed on one knee. This is the rule brought by the Da Xueshan swordsman. In most cases, these most loyal soldiers saw the Dragon King nod. Represents everything.

Therefore, the requirements of the Dragon King for the Central Plains are unusual.

Most of the Central Plains people still don't understand the rules of the Dragon King. They are not guilty because they don't know who is their boss. Although everyone is acting in the court order, the court is far away from the mountains. Inside and outside Yucheng, there is no suitable person to represent the Central Plains.

The old man smiled and said to Tu Yu: "Sister, are you the most important person in the Central Plains? You are now your monarch, he is kneeling, you are standing, this... Hey."

Of course, Tu Yu knows that his actions will play a leading role. After the Dragon King conquers the Central Plains, he can more comfortably fight Luo Qikang and protect his younger brother. But she is proud of her nature and publicly gives a barbarian a gimmick. How can this be done? Come out, no matter how the big fan around you hints, it is not to bend your knees. Instead, he walks to An Wang in a few steps and picks him up.

An Wang was puzzled and was held by the old woman with one hand, and the body was soft and the dough could not go down.

"When the monarch is in trouble, it is the time when the courtiers are working. It is also the prince of the Western Regions. Why does An Wang want to kneel down to the Dragon King? He is dissatisfied..."

"Full, very full." An Wang hurriedly interjected.

Tu Yu couldn't hear it. He continued: "At this time, we have to solve problems for him. Dragon King, you want us to follow the An Wang's surrender, and show off the truth, so that everyone can be convinced."

The dog wants to speak, but he can't even grab the old man. "What do you want to see? The Dragon King has thousands of troops, thousands of masters, Jinshan Yinshan, and BMW Liangzhu..."

"We are a group of people in the rivers and lakes. Naturally, there is no such thing. I know that the Dragon King is self-sufficient in martial arts.

Luo Qikang had long intentionally forced the Dragon King to compete. He did not expect that he would not need to open his mouth. The slaughter who had just confronted himself had done everything for him, so he retreated to the side and looked at him with cold eyes.

The old man laughed, "I want to compare with the Dragon King. Also, let me pass this first, who will come first?"

Tu Yu did not look at the old man, and said directly to the Dragon King: "The Dragon King Nanzheng North War, from the Western Region to the North Court. The battlefield swept the army, the sword in the hands has never met the enemy, these things we foreigners ears I have heard that my eyes have not seen it. Would you like to enlighten me?"

Tu Yu represents more than a hundred people in the Central Plains, so he does not mention that he is more loyal to the Dragon King, but his tone is much more respectful than before.

Gu Shenwei did not mention that the sect was his own defeat. Just say one word: "Good."

After the smear of the smuggling, the stunned An Wang was handed over to the disciples, and then he said loudly: "The old woman is not self-reliant and willing to take the lead. Can you have opinions?"

The massacre was high and he was always the leader in the camp. Naturally no one opposed it, but few people believed that she was the opponent of the Dragon King. Then there are people who want to please Luojiazhuang to stand up and say: "The sect of the sect of the sergeant is the best. But it is not enough to explain anything. I recommend ‘God to be a sword’ and Luo Daxia plays the second game.”

This proposal immediately received the support of many Central Plains people, and Tu Yu did not object.

The old man snorted and said to the man: "Is it the third game for you?"

The man returned to the original place. "You don't need the third game. Two games are enough. Tu Shibo and Luo Daxia are the Central Plains... They are the highest martial arts men of An Wang. If they are defeated, others naturally have nothing to say. The king went down together and lost Cheng Nazhong."

The old man looked up at the Dragon King and didn't know what to say. As far as he knows, the Dragon King is not ready to fight with Luo Qikang, but it seems so reminiscent.

The Dragon King should not only bring such a person. The old man thought that he and the dog-dogs were fighting each other. The two men were not the opponents of the white camels, let alone the black camels.

Gu Shen turned over and pulled the handle and said to the slaughter: "Please."

The dog has just wanted to remind her sister that she is not the opponent of the Dragon King. Butcher is not stupid. She has seen the knife and the law of the Dragon King in the grassland. How can she repeat the same mistakes? "Wait, we are only competing this time, we are not involved in the strength of the martial art, and there is no national hatred, so there is no need to fight for you to die. Do you say Dragon King?"

Wood old man nodded secretly, thinking that this old woman is really not stupid, looking at the violent impulse, in fact, very hearty, I used to be a little bit stunned.

"Of course." Gu Shen also a little admire the slaughter in her heart. She did not want to show her weakness to the Dragon King in front of the Central Plains, and did not want to offend him. Therefore, she took the initiative to ask for a contest, but added many restrictions, especially "no national enemy." "Hate" this sentence, will be followed by Luo Qikang bound.

The Central Plains people who were present could not guess the minds of the old predecessors, and they all claimed that they were well-respected. An Wang was sent by his disciples to help him. He even claimed to be good, his eyes turned and he looked at his "subordinates", thinking that if Anguo really had this. A group of masters will be better than an army, and they will not be afraid of day and night.

The slaughter put a cane into the frozen soil. "Well, then we are no better than weapons. We only think that people who can't beat it say ‘confess' or just down, and the other must withdraw their skills immediately.”

Mu Laotou and Long Wang just thought that Tu Yu had a good intention. She did not expect her to come again. The strength of the Dragon King is the knife method, and the fists and feet are common. Although the internal strength is not a **** and a must, after all, the cultivation time is short. Strong is not the opponent of the killing of decades of skill.

This time it was another turn of Luo Qikang to admire the old woman, so there is no objection.

The old man of the wood slammed into the Dragon King. As long as one eye hinted, he would open his mouth and stir up it. He would never let the Dragon King suffer, but the Dragon King gave him the Wufeng knife.

"Okay, only better than internal strength." Gu Shen said.

The butcher dog came up and wanted to remind the Dragon King, but when he saw the stern eyes of the opposite sister, he retired.

The Central Plains is not everyone here feels that it is a trick than the internal strength. A knifeman hurriedly walked behind Tu Yu’s body and bent down and whispered: “The Tu Shi Bo is careful, the Dragon King’s internal strength cannot be underestimated, not only a bad evil hurts the heart, There are also two yin and one yang, and they can take turns."

Tu Yu looked at him and recognized him as a disciple of the Yuqing School of the Central Plains. He remembered that the rumor that Yuqing Wu Lao had suffered a lot in the hands of the Dragon King and nodded and said, "I know."

Gu Shenwei did not recognize the man, but once he heard him, he knew that he had a close relationship with Yuqing Wu Lao. The other party still didn’t know that the Dragon King had only two yin and yang instinct, and the cold ice had disappeared and he was relieved. The hidden danger of entering the magic also lost an offensive weapon.

In the five steps before the slaughter, the dragon rushed to the martial arts. Although she was a woman, her generation was also high. She did not rely on the old and the old in front of the Dragon King. It was a major change after many contacts.

Gu Shenwei also held a fist to return the gift, spread the right arm and ask the other party to make a move.

"The **** of the valley is not dead, it is Xuanzang. The door of Xuanzang is the root of heaven and earth. If it is preserved, it will not be used." Tu Yu really deserves to be the elder of the Central Plains. Before the move, he took out the Tao Te Ching. A paragraph, then put on a normal tone, "Please ask the Dragon King to pick up my Valley God."

The old man of the wood just wants to ridicule that this is not the internal power than the palm of the hand. The slaughter has already shot it with a palm. The arm is slightly up, and there is no change in the movement. Obviously, it is still the meaning of the internal strength. The old man’s words are swallowed back.

The slaughter was short, and the palm of the hand hit the dragon's lower abdomen. Gu Shen was the back of the left leg, and the right leg was bent. The height was lowered by the arrow and the right palm was facing.

The scenes of the internal strengths are usually very boring, and the dark clouds can't be seen. The comparison between Dragon King and Tu Yu is a bit of a look. The palms of the two are not always together. After four or five breaths, they will always be separated. After each retreat, a few steps obliquely, once again against the palm, the dragon king is arrogant, and the slaughter shot is slow and light, but it seems to be afraid of hurting each other.

More than a hundred people stood at the gate of the camp, surrounded by ice and snow, patiently waiting for the final result, even the old man was no more than the doorway that An Wang saw, but he had no patience, holding the dragon king's Wufeng knife, and the dog next to him. Said: "I am squatting on the set of the gods of the valley gods in the word 'make it,' right?"

Among the people watching the war, only the slaughter dog was dignified, and his eyes were almost stunned. He replied: "Yes, it is not right."

"Hey, come here to make a mystery, morality, who hasn't read it? My Yuqing faction's accomplishments in this respect are not comparable."

Among the Central Plains, there are several Yuqing disciples. When they heard this, they hurriedly waved their heads to the people around them, indicating that the short old man on the opposite side was never a native.

The slaughter dog perfunctorily sighed and looked at it for a while before saying: "The valley, the virtual, the use of the nano, so this set of palms to falsify people, to defend as the attack, the opponent's skill is stronger like stone Falling into the deep valley, the more you use the harder, the faster you consume. 'If you keep it, it's a long-lasting temperament. You can always wait until the enemy's exhaustion is exhausted. The Dragon King is hard-hitting, I am afraid it is not the best way to cope."

The explanation of the dog has made the contest more obvious, especially the Yuqing disciples, who all admire and admit that the **** of the gods is just restraining the dragon king.

Gu Shenwei and Tu Yu took seven circles, a total of thirty-five times, only to see his face paler, almost comparable to the area of ​​snow, the slaughter is nothing, but the palm is even slower.

The dog shakes his head and feels that the Dragon King agrees that the internal force is still too big. The teacher and sister have been practicing for several decades. During the period, there is no one-day suspension. It is not a young man who can catch up with several adventures.

The old man nodded, and felt that the Dragon King was really amazing. He even dared to use the sword-based dead man to apply his internal strength, especially the wild horse's foresight. This move is even more thrilling.

He couldn't help thinking, is it true that the Dragon King has a way to be free from the power of counter-attacks?

When the thoughts started, the match ended, one person nodded and conceded, and stood firm. Although the other person won, his figure was slightly shaken, and it seemed to be unsatisfactory.

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