God Of Martial Arts

In the vast square, there are countless people. With the passage of time, the number of people here has not decreased, but has increased.

When the people of the three empires arrived, in the central place of the square, there were five top talents. All of them refused to leave. There was also the blood Emperor Mausoleum and the eight trigrams eye Yu mo. they wanted to see what the two most talented people in the heaven Empire were.

"Here it is. It should be from the heaven empire."

At this time, there was a sudden sound, and then, the sound continued to spread. The crowd's eyes were fixed on the distant void and the dark. As expected, a group of people rode on the monster's body. These people, like the people of the three empires, had a strong breath and awe inspiring. Before the arrival of the people, that terrible strong breath had come, as if it was a moment How strong they are.

"You've all come so fast."

In the distant void, the rolling sound came, and the line of figures was getting closer and closer.

At the same time, a figure stepped out of the line of people and fell directly into the square.

"It's late, Yumo."

The man raised his eyes and swept to the five people who had arrived. It was because of seeing these people that he stepped out.

"The seven emotions sword carries the seven colors ancient sword, the six desire Qin is a beautiful woman. The two geniuses of the Yulan empire are you two." Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu are very easy to know.

"As for the Heiyu Empire, you must be the two of you for the bloody evil spirit and the withered wood of the Tiansha sect."

Yu Mo looked at xuesha and withered wood, and guessed one by one. Finally, his eyes fell on Jun Moxi's body. He said with a smile: "there are four empires and nine subordinate countries in the snowy region. Only two of the most talented people in Longshan empire are actually one person of Longshan Empire, and the other is just the talent of XueYue, a subsidiary of Longshan empire But it's the man of the Longshan empire. Don't pity him. "

"The eye of eight trigrams, Yu Mo, is clever."

Jun Mo Xi said with a light smile. He said politely that the eye of eight trigrams is Yu Mo, and that pair of eyes is very strange. It seems that it is white pupil. It is easy for people to remember it when they look at it.

"In that case, there will be only one person missing from the imperial mausoleum."

Yu Mo laughs that he only cares about eight of them. In Yu Mo's eyes, the other seven are his competitors and can pose a threat to him. As for the others, it is obvious that Yu Mo does not pay attention to them.

Even though there are many other talents in the 13 countries in snow region, such as the Longshan Empire, they just don't care about so many of them. Other people don't even have the qualification to be valued by them.

"When will it arrive

At this time, someone asked, Yu Mo laughed and replied, "he has come, but he has not appeared."

"Boom!"

Just as Yu Mo's voice fell, the roaring voice came out. In one direction of the square, the crowd retreated and got out of the way. There, there was a figure, bathed in the blood light, rose from the sky, all over the body, all of which were horrible and domineering.

"Boom, boom"

each step of this person seems to be extremely soft, but the hearts of the crowd seem to vibrate with his gentle steps, and it is a fierce tremor.

"Heaven blood, imperial mausoleum!"

The pupil of the crowd was frozen, and he was a terrible strong man. He was young, but he had the breath of a peerless strong man all over his body. He was much stronger than most of the senior people they had seen.

Every step is like trampling on the heart of the crowd. The emperor's Mausoleum and the steps coincide with the rhythm of heaven and earth. It's extremely terrifying. People who are a little bit stronger know that this is definitely beyond the realm of the unity of heaven and man, so that the power of heaven and earth can be aroused at will, with the help of the rhythm of heaven and earth.

No wonder it is said that the imperial mausoleum is the most terrifying strongman of the 13 countries in the snow region, with the blood of heaven. It seems that the rumor may be true. The momentum of the imperial mausoleum is breathtaking.

"Boom!"

Finally, the steps of the emperor's Mausoleum also stepped onto the stage, glancing at the other six people.

"Imperial mausoleum."

Other people have a close eye, and all of them are full of a sense of war. They are the most talented people in the great empires. No one would like to be inferior to others. They are the best talents in the snow field. Naturally, they want to shine the most dazzling light on the stage of snowy Dabie. Ranking in the top can not only bring glory to the Empire, but also get great opportunities.

"There's another one."

Emperor Mausoleum said lightly, his eyes and other people, only think that the other seven people are qualified to become his opponent, others, will be vulnerable.

Moreover, this time he came to the snowy contest, he was the first to win the supreme honor and opportunity.

"Duan Wudao didn't come!"The Emperor Mausoleum just glanced at him and knew who had not come. His eyes finally fell behind Jun Moxi, the direction of the people of the Longshan empire.

"Longshan Empire, Duan Wudao, where is it?"

Seeing the sharp eyes of the imperial mausoleum, the eyes of the people in the Longshan Empire were stagnant. When those people with lofty sentiments saw these supreme talents, their boundless pride gradually died out. These people were too powerful. They were the same kind of people as Jun Mo Xi. They were not rivals.

Even a look in the imperial mausoleum made their hearts tremble.

"It seems that there is no hope for the top eight seats in the snowy area."

Many people are disappointed, no, and Duan Wudao has not seen it. Maybe Duan Wudao of XueYue country has a false reputation. Maybe, how can XueYue country cultivate talents like the seven people in this square.

Under the gaze of emperor mausoleum, many people of Longshan Empire were silent.

"Duan Wudao, maybe he doesn't dare to come."

On one side of the Longshan Empire, a voice came out, and the one who spoke was Dilong. Many people in the Longshan Empire turned their eyes and glared at Dilong, especially the people of XueYue kingdom. Although they had no contact with Duan Wudao, Duan Wudao represented them on behalf of the Longshan empire.

Of course, there were several people in the Longshan Empire who gloated. They also thought Duan Wudao was a false name, which has not yet appeared.

"If Duan Wudao is here, you won't even dare to fart."

Emperor Ling looked at Dilong with disdain. This kind of person was even qualified to satirize Duan Wudao. In his opinion, he was shameless.

Hearing the cold irony of the imperial mausoleum, Dilong's face was stiff and ugly.

"Hum."

The people of XueYue country sneered, and Dilong's ugly eyes looked at them and said, "Duan Wudao is coming. I will try how strong he is."

"Well, if you want to try, try it."

At this time, there was a cold voice in the sky. Then, a terrible sense of hegemony appeared. A figure stepped forward, which was not very handsome and extraordinary. But if you just look at this person, you will definitely be engraved in your heart. You will be under the king's presence of incomparable hegemony. The king is in the world with ruthless hegemony.

"Segment No Tao

Dilong saw the empty step of the figure, pupil a coagulation, Duan Wudao, came.

The people of the Longshan Empire also looked at Duan Wudao. The prince of XueYue Kingdom, who was rather mysterious to them, came.

"Boom."

The carrier's terrible momentum, Duan Wudao is full of unparalleled domineering breath. The whole person shoots at Dilong like a streamer. The cold and domineering pupil makes Dilong shiver all over.

"If you want to try, let you try."

Before the man arrived, Dilong's clothes were blown and his hair was flying all over the sky. His whole body was like a piece of straw, and he was about to fall down.

"It's terrible."

Dilong shudders all over and regrets incomparably. He can't even move his feet under this pressure.

"Boom."

A terrible trembling sound blooms in the space. Duan Wudao directly prints his palm on Dilong's body. The earth is chapped and Dilong's body is directly shocked into the ground.

"Waste one." Duan Wudao's indifferent voice came out, and then Dilong felt his head tremble, and the blood gushed from his mouth. Duan Wudao's feet stepped on his head and swept the crowd with sharp and domineering eyes.

Dilong, he wants to have a try with Duan Wudao. Now, his head is trampled on by Duan Wudao and spits out blood continuously.