Heavenly God Mnemonic

The young man on the top of the city stared coldly and said coldly: "Who are you? What makes you think that you are qualified to call out the king's name directly?"

A trace of anger condensed between his brows.

"Heh, hehe."

Yang Qingxuan laughed twice and said: "Along the way, Li Long said how good you are, and you are a stupid-force. Even if you have a strong talent and such an IQ, it will be useless."

Shangguan Haitang was furious and said coldly: "I hope you will be as calm as you are now."

Yang Qingxuan put his hands on his chest and responded: "I have always been so calm and calm, why, are you upset? You can die if you are upset."

The faces of the people in Prince Lu's Mansion changed slightly, and Wen Wen's face was full of worry and worry.

But Li Long was secretly happy. He knew that Lu Jiangpeng was in the carriage. If Yang Qingxuan and Shangguan Haitang could conflict, it would be of great benefit to the Lu Palace.

Shangguan Haitang's eyes fell cold, revealing a murderous look that made people afraid to look straight. Even Yang Qingxuan was secretly shocked, but he was naturally not afraid, and coldly faced the other's gaze and looked at the past.

Shangguan Haitang pointed to the carriage, and said, "You are just the beginning of Yugu, and you dare to be so arrogant, plus Jiang Ye is inexplicably planted in your hands. Most of you rely on the people in the carriage. "

He was very clever, and he could see the core at once, with his hands behind him, and said: "Master, I may have to trouble you to make moves."

"Hehe, I just came here to relax, but I didn't expect that there would be a time to shoot. It was interesting and extremely interesting. Then what kind of character would be in the carriage?"

On the head of the city, a playful voice sounded, and the complexions of all the people in the Lu Palace changed drastically.

The master of Shangguan Haitang, they all know who it is, "That person is here too?!"

Under the horrified gaze of Li Long and others, there was an old man beside Shangguan Haitang. Although he had white hair and beard, he was tall and tall, with sharp eyes and a majesty of superiors.

Jingjing cried out, "Master Xinghuo!"

The expressions of the two elders, Ku Rong and others, changed drastically, and they were completely bloodless.

Wei Zizhen trembled: "Master Xinghuo, why, why do you want to kill us all?!"

The old man coughed embarrassingly, he said: "I just followed Haitang out for a stroll, and didn't think about what to do with your mother and daughter. This is a battle between your royal family and the academy does not participate."

This old man is the first institution of Duanyang Kingdom, the vice president of Haoran College——Xinghuo!

Wei Zizhen calmed down a little, and said, "Since the academy remains neutral, please don't interfere in Master Xinghuo."

Xinghuo nodded and said, "I won't do anything against you from Prince Lu's Mansion. However, this kid and the people in the carriage are not from Prince Lu's mansion."

No longer wanting to talk to Wei Zijing, Xinghuo's figure disappeared above the city.

"not good!"

Yang Qingxuan and the others were all shocked, unable to see the movement of the spark, and turned around hurriedly, and saw that the spark was already standing on the carriage, holding his hands on his chest, coldly looking down at his feet.

Xinghuo said coldly: "I have heard the name of the old man, and he is still very calm, or is it scared stupid?"

"Hehe."

A sneer came from inside the carriage, saying: "I haven't seen it in a few years, and my strength hasn't improved much, but the shelf is getting bigger and bigger."

Xinghuo's face changed drastically, and the voices of the people in the carriage sounded familiar. Although they couldn't remember who they were, they must be acquaintances, and there was a sense of contempt in their voices, and they must be the masters of the original Martial Realm!

"You, who are you?!"

Xinghuo shouted in anger.

"Boom!"

The carriage burst open, and a figure rushed out.

Xinghuo also jumped into the sky as the carriage shattered, and the two figures flew up to several thousand feet high.

A cry of surprise came from the sky, "Lu Jiangpeng, it's you!"

Gao Jie trembled all over, and his face suddenly became ashes.

The faces of the generals around them also changed drastically, and all of them were bloodless.

Lu Jiangpeng knew about the internal and external enemies, and he was afraid that he would definitely die, unless...

Gao Jie and the others all shot fierce murderous aura in their eyes, and they all had the same mind. Only when Lu Jiangpeng died, could they survive.

Shangguan Haitang was also sluggish. Although he guessed that there must be a master in the carriage, he could not imagine that he would be one of the Seven Elders of Tian Cong.

However, he quickly calmed down, because Xinghuo had commented on many of the former martial arts powerhouses in the Northern Five Kingdoms with him, and the Seven Elders of Tian Cong were the focus of the detailed discussion.

According to legend, Lu Jiangpeng injured the foundation of martial arts a long time ago. For many years, his strength has been restrained and his internal injuries have been in his body.

A violent bright light exploded in the air, and Xinghuo's palm burst out with intense light and slammed it out.

Lu Jiangpeng's complexion was calm, and he pinched the tactics with one hand.

"Boom!"

Finger force pierced the bright light, hit Xinghuo's shoulder, and blood shot out.

"what?!"

Xinghuo was in pain, turned around for a flash, retreated twenty or thirty feet, and kept a distance from Lu Jiangpeng.

The warriors around the city wall were all dumbfounded.

Both of them are masters of the Five Kingdoms in the North. One is one of the seven elders of Tian Cong, and the other is the deputy dean of Haoran Academy. They originally thought it would be an earth-shattering battle. At least a few thousand moves are needed to win. Negative, who knows he hasn't reacted yet, just blinking his eyes twice, Xinghuo has already injured his shoulder.

"Your strength..." Xinghuo looked terrified, his eyes full of horror.

"Why, do you have an opinion on crushing you?"

Lu Jiangpeng put his hands behind his back and sneered: "My student is right. If you feel unhappy, you can die."

Xinghuo was furious and roared: "Don't bully too much!"

Raising the palm of his hand, terrible power gushed from his body, and the earth was affected by the aura, and it could not help shaking.

Yang Qingxuan and the others were all shocked. Gentle and Jingjing guarded Wei Zijun's side, protecting her.

On the city wall, Shangguan Haitang's face was cold, staring at the battle in the sky.

"Let me see what is so great about martial arts practitioners!"

Xinghuo lifted his right hand in the air, and said coldly: "Take me a move-the moon falls and the sky is full of frost!"

All his life skills are condensed in this trick, turning into a boundless blazing light, and going away with the right palm blow!

The sky was dazzling with golden light, everyone closed their eyes and couldn't see.

But the sky was abnormally cold, as if the whole world was frozen.

Lu Jiangpeng raised his hand, and there was a sound of thin ice breaking on his body. A force was slowly released from him, and the surrounding temperature began to rise sharply. "Since you are asking so earnestly, then I will let you see it. What is so great about the martial artist!"