Divine Master Soaring The Heavens

"What

Jianzhanye and xueshengqun were stunned.

Is this white haired boy named Wu Yu the bottom card that Wu Huaiyu said at the beginning?

"Are you really a son of the Wu family?"

Snow Ling cloud frowns to ask a way.

This young man surnamed Wu is so strange that he is not sure whether he is a child of the Wu family.

The young man of Wu family name glanced at Xue Lingyun without any emotion. He didn't answer. He had white hair and drifted freely behind his back.

"Hum, arrogance!"

Snow Ling cloud eyebrow pick pick, Wu surname young defiant attitude let him some annoyance.

As soon as the sole of the foot is stepped on, the power of congenitally full circle suddenly breaks out and rushes to Wu Yu.

"Six winds and fog!"

Between the two palms, Yunsheng mist, six times in a row, a dense, full of the entire stadium.

Under the fluctuation of fog, the air is boiling and rolling like boiling water.

"Go away!"

Snow Ling cloud a big drink, six heavy wind fog blast kill Wu Yu.

That Wu Yu is the facial expression change also invariable, when the attack of snow Ling cloud is near body, just instantaneous move.

A golden light is blooming.

The next moment, Wu Yu's fists become a piece of gold, as if made of gold, dazzling eyes.

Punch out.

Under this golden iron fist, the six heavy wind fog of snow and cloud was directly blasted, and the fog was torn apart and scattered.

"Boom!"

The golden iron fist impacts on xuelingyun's chest without any hindrance. Xuelingyun's eyes are full of horror. She feels like a boat in the storm waves, unable to control herself.

The body shape is thrown out and blasted out of the field.

"Hiss."

The audience took a cool breath and was shocked.

Xue Lingyun, a congenital great round man, is defeated by one move.

The strength of this young man surnamed Wu is so terrible!

On the stage, Wu Huaiyu looked proud and laughed: "how about, in front of yu'er, they are all local chickens and dogs. They are vulnerable!"

Sword battle field and snow rise group eyes tremble, Wu Yu's strength, really strong terrible!

Jian Qiuyang and Wu Xiaotian also have a shrinking pupil.

This year this session of competition, unexpectedly can appear Wu Yu this kind of fierce person!

After defeating Xue Lingyun, Wu Yu turned around and walked down the stage, as if she had just done a trivial thing, and there was no place to be nostalgic.

"Are you sure about this white haired boy?"

The voice of the Red Emperor sounded in the mind of Jian Wushuang.

After thinking about it seriously for a moment, jianwushuang shakes his head. Wu Yu is as powerful as Yao Chen. He should be born with extreme martial arts. His cultivation is too low to be sure.

But then he added, "if you have a sword in your hand, he's not my opponent!"

The Red Emperor said with a smile: "the key is that your current competition rule is not to use weapons. Don't you mean to copy your father's achievements? It seems very difficult at present."

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows. It was more difficult than he thought.

Jian Qiuyang and Shi Jin are not sure. In addition, Jian Mang and Wu Yu are more difficult to deal with. There are too many variables in this competition.

"Do you know what the Wuyun sword is?"

Red Emperor asked suddenly.

"Qi Yun?"

The sword matchless look peeps out doubt, way, "isn't that luck?"

"No!"

The Red Emperor said firmly, "luck is for ordinary people, while Qi luck is for people who practice. They are absolutely different!"

"Those who have good fortune will have everything. The reason why our emperor can become an emperor is that our emperor is blessed with good fortune and is favored by heaven and earth."

"Qi Yun is very important. It's a kind of help from heaven and earth. That is to say, with Qi Yun, heaven will help you!"

"When you walk on the road, you may be hit on the head by the most precious treasure and fall off the cliff. Not only can you not die, but you may also pick up peerless magic skills. Anyway, as long as you have Qi luck, you will have a smooth life. You can imagine the importance of Qi luck!"

Smell speech, sword matchless Leng Leng nod, he already imagined, in the Red Emperor's view, Qi Yun, is far more important than talent, family background.

You have high talent and fast cultivation speed. Maybe you can break through the reality in five years.

People with good fortune have poor talent and slow cultivation speed. However, they found a peerless treasure pill by accident and directly broke through to zhuanyuan realm after taking it.

Who is faster?

No matter how old your family is, maybe your father is the Sheriff of Shilin County.

However, when he went out for a stroll, he saved a middle-aged man who was seriously injured and dying. When he asked, the middle-aged man turned out to be the governor of yunduandongzhou. The governor wanted to repay his help.Who is more fierce?

The importance of qi movement can be seen.

However, the sword matchless slightly doubt is, why Red Emperor suddenly said these with him.

"The sword is matchless. Do you know why bendi paid attention to your competition?" Red Emperor road.

Sword matchless a Leng, "pay attention to my game, what reason?"

"Idiot!"

The Red Emperor hated the iron and said, "why don't you understand that? In the eyes of the emperor, the martial arts competitions of you little guys are all skirmishes. No, they are not even skirmishes. They can't even peck at each other. Does the emperor have the leisure to pay attention to you?"

"Why is that?"

Jian Wushuang, with a gloomy face, participated in a martial arts contest. It was said that he was not as good as the chicken and vegetables pecking at each other. But the person who said this was still the Red Emperor. He just wanted to refute it, but he couldn't refute it.

This is the old man who was planning to kill the soul arrest prison. In his eyes, he is really nothing.

"Qi Yun can also be cultivated! If a person can grow up to be unbeaten in the same generation, he will undoubtedly have an invincible trend. This invincible trend is a kind of good luck

"In the world of bendi, the rise of many talents and the birth of the strong all have to go through this process. Only by being invincible can we have the belief of invincibility and hope to climb to a higher peak!"

"If there are too many failures, the mind and nature will be frustrated, and the road of cultivation will be very long and tortuous. If there is no self-confidence on the road, we can't go far!"

"So, of course, I hope you can keep winning in this competition. It's a way to cultivate and agglomerate your spirit. But at present, it's too difficult for you to do that!"

Red Emperor said slowly.

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath. He didn't expect that there was such a saying about Qi Yun.

If you want to be the world's strongest, you must fail as few as possible.

If there are more failures, the road to the strong will be cut off directly!

Red Emperor's words let sword matchless have been tangled, melancholy, because he found himself not sure to continue to win.

This competition, the opponent's strength is beyond imagination.

It was not until the sound of a Gong that the sword came back.

His last game today is here.