He Has a Dragon

Watching this young man walk towards the group of top martial arts strong men waiting on the shore of the lake to walk in the air, the invisible Wang Le's face became more dignified, no longer the previous calm.

The invisible and decaying breath emanating from the opponent made Wang Le think that when the alliance army and the vampire army entered a standoff stage, the late martial arts ancestor Ji Laozu who appeared on the peak battle with the Qing Dynasty woman Qu Liandie.

Obviously, this man who looks similar to his Wang Le age must actually be astonishingly old, but he doesn't know what means to keep him youthful in appearance.

"This guy will not be another martial artist in the late days of the martial arts, right? The old ancestor Ji was like him, and he almost found me." The invisible Wang Le couldn't help but speculate in his heart.

At this time, I saw a group of top martial arts leaders with the tall old man on the shore of the lake. Before waiting for the young man to land, he almost rose to the ground while he was almost indifferent to Xuanyuan. Right in the middle.

This group of top martial arts players is obviously not just a stupid and white sweetheart who just debuted. They are all sparrows from Dongting Lake.

Now when I see a young man coming alone, he knows that the other party is definitely a fierce horn and not so easy to pass.

"Who's coming?" Asked the tall man in the black cape, staring at the young man with a very solemn look.

I saw the man smiled back and said, "Those who take your lives."

As soon as the words fell, the short, middle-aged man in the crowd sneered and yelled, "Courageous! You dare to speak so loudly alone!"

Immediately after the words were spoken, others shouted loudly at the young man who uttered words.

Then he saw the tall man wave his hand to stop, and then squinted his eyes and asked the young man, "You do n’t even ask our roots, you are so confident. You want to be more unknown in this world of martial arts. Better to report your name! "

The young man took a deep look at the tall man and replied with a smile: "The deity is just a hurry in this world, not to mention."

After a pause, the young man's face turned cold, and he did not anger himself: "But the martial art world belongs to my Qing Palace after all, your Huayin Pavilion has been a shrinking turtle for thousands of years. No climate can be achieved. "

"Do you even know that we come from the roots, wouldn't it be that I have your Qing Palace inside the Huayin Pavilion?" The old man's face showed a dreadful expression, and he asked in amazement, the faces of other associates around him even changed change.

The young man smiled coldly: "Hum, only the spy of Huayin Pavilion can enter the Qing Palace, and I can't arrange my own person to enter your Huayin Pavilion ?!"

Speaking of which, the young man said with disdain: "Hidden world Taoism is beyond the martial arts world, and everyone is afraid, but I have the emperor of Hao in the Qing Palace, and it is your hidden world Taoism that is afraid!"

At this time, the old man's face became cloudy, his eyes flickered, and then he snorted humbly: "I really didn't expect that after the praying mantis caught the cicada and the yellow sparrow, Wu Nantian was hailed as a generation of wisdom and unparalleled. Sure enough, it wasn't a stigma, but it was an ambush secretly like yours, in the secret, to think of it as a way to deal with our hidden world secret people hidden in the dark, right? "

The young man said calmly, "It's too late to know now."

The voice had not yet landed, and the young man suddenly disappeared into place, and instantly turned into a ten-foot-long, silk-like sharp yellow light, followed by rotation and turned into a yellow hurricane that seemed to sweep the sky and the ground!

This moment, the invisible violent killing machine splashed out from this yellow hurricane, and instantly filled every inch of this world!

This also forced Wang Le, who was hiding in the distance, to close his eyes subconsciously.

In the flash of light, in order to see what's going on, Wang Le quickly turned on the phantom eye perspective ability and opened his eyes again to look at the core of the yellow hurricane!

But it's too late.

The previous second was still the top martial arts leader. This second had been blood-stained into the sky at the moment of the hurricane's rise and fall, and the corpse turned into a limb with a broken arm fell to the shore of the lake.

Bang bang ...

For a moment, there was a **** rain without screams, and the silence was strange so that Wang Le felt the kind of suffocation that had not happened for a long time!

When the young man transformed into Hurricane Huangguang recovered and returned to his original position, the tall old man in front of him was killed without exception, and everyone around him went to Hell Huangquan Road.

At this point the tall man in a white robe and black cloak had been soaked in blood and turned scarlet.

I saw an unexpected expression on the young man's face, and looked at the tall man and said, "The tradition of Huayin Pavilion does have its own uniqueness, and it was only when he was promoted to the middle stage of the martial arts heaven that soon. ~ It can stop the deadly killer of the deity. "

"Oh!" Tall old man with a face like gold paper couldn't help spitting scarlet blood with finely divided internal organs, staring at the young man intently, his voice trembling with fear: "The yellow wind awakened the hero's dream, cry To Qingshan Wanzhongtian! You are Qinggong Wanzhongtian! You are not dead! "

"Oh? After so many years, I thought the world had forgotten it! I didn't expect anyone to recognize the deity's scenery and the scenery, and then see the deity's identity." The young man smiled slightly.

At this time, although the old man was seriously injured, he still couldn't help asking: "The world knows that when you reached the peak of martial arts, you took the wrong step and went into the devil. It has already disappeared. How could it not be dead?"

Wan Zhongtian's complexion changed slightly, and then he returned to calmness, saying lightly: "The deity is not interested in answering a dead man's question."

The voice hadn't landed yet, Wan Zhongtian reached out his big hand and flicked it against the tall and old man. The sound of "bang" instantly exploded, and the other party turned into flesh and blood, and went straight down to the ground.

Wang Le, who was hiding in the distance, witnessed everything in front of him. The skin on his body was covered with goose bumps, and the tail bone was even cold.

In front of him, this young-looking guy, who is actually an old monster, really kills by turning his face without any warning.

And in a blink of an eye, twenty people were among them, and many of them were hidden from the hidden world by the martial art heavenly ranks.

Obviously, the real fierce horn from the Qing Palace is even worse than Ji Laozu who was in the late stage of martial arts.

"Non-toxic and no husband, Nantian's predecessors are really fierce, and let the Alliance invite this demon head to assist soldiers in the dark. Some of the hidden world descent horses who entered the border seemed to be suffering."

The hidden Wang Le could not help but sigh in his heart.