Invincible Divine Dragon’s Cultivation System

Chapter 272, all of you are **** (one more, ask for a monthly pass!)

"Give us three places!"

The faint sound sounded through the audience, and the three kings of the celestial spirit, Qinglong Moyuan, walked to the right with a smile.

"Ok?"

"The three of them?"

In the quiet villa courtyard, the sound is passed into everyone's ears, and all the half-step congenital strong ones glimpse, looking at the face with amazement.

"Give you three positions?"

The look of the four knives of the four knives turned slightly to Wang Xian, and there was a hint of ridicule on his face: "The position is not given, you are grabbing the strength!"

"There is still a hairy boy inside, let us give you three positions, then you should kneel down and ask us!"

The four men looked at Wang Xian with three faces, and especially when their eyes fell on Wang Xian, with a hint of sarcasm.

A hairy boy dares to ask them for a position?

"Oh, please, please let me go!"

The magical eyes looked coldly and looked at the four knives and four men. They were physically moved and attacked directly toward them.

He did not show the momentum of the innate powerhouse, nor did he fully demonstrate the strength of the innate powerhouse.

"court death!"

Seeing the magical attack, a middle-aged gaze was very cold, and he took the scimitar directly and slashed it.

There was no expression on his face, and he slowly reached out his hand, his palms stretched out slightly, and a piece of dragon scales flashed.

"Calling!"

The middle-aged and singular body of the knives is matched with the endless knives, and the fierce attack comes again.

The sound of breaking the air came.

A group of people around him looked at the attacking means of the middle-aged sword.

The rapid, continuous, one-shot and one-knife, it is simply not a reaction.

"The middle-aged man must resist with his palm!"

"What? This is not to find death, you can cut off his palm with one knife!"

Everyone around saw the magical demon rushing with the palm of his hand, and his face was full of horror.

With the palm of the hand to meet the knife? This is simply looking for death.

"Touch and touch!"

However, to everyone's horror, the sound of metal collisions kept coming.

The magical palms are constantly colliding with the scimitar, and the speed is even faster than the machete.

After all, the weapon is a weapon. The four knives have not yet achieved the realm of humanity and knife. The weapon and the human body are still very different.

"Touch and touch!"

At this moment, the speed of the magical dragon suddenly increased, and the phantom-like scimitar could not keep up with his speed.

A palm of the hand is printed on the body of the middle-aged sword, and the powerful force makes it instantly spit out blood.

"puff!"

The middle-aged face of the knives changed dramatically, and his eyes widened in horror and retreated toward the back.

"You three together!"

There is no expression on the face of the magical face, and there is no concern for defeating the middle-aged sword.

How to say that he is also a congenital level of power, now hidden to defeat a half-step congenital without any show.

"court death!"

The other three knives saw middle-aged demon in the middle of the attack, and they directly attacked the three of them, and their faces showed an angry color.

The three of them did not hesitate, and they took up the scimitar in a unified way and went straight to the magic.

"Don't hurt!"

The innate old man standing beside the Tang dynasty saw the three of them attack at the same time, Shen Sheng reminded.

"It’s too arrogant, and I have to challenge the three knives!"

"The middle-aged body is really horrible, and it can resist the attack of the sword!"

"The attack of the three knives is completely different from the attack of one person. Scorpio, you look at it, the frequency of the attack of the three of them is perfectly staggered!"

"That is to say, every second has one person three or four knives cut to middle age, such a dense knife, even if it is a congenital strong must be careful!"

"Terror, this is the power of the four knives!"

Seamless attack, coupled with continuous, no wonder can kill the innate!

The magical face is unchanged, and the arm is shocked and directly impacts on a person.

"cut!"

"cut!"

"cut!"

"I don't believe you can block our full blow!"

In the middle ages of the three knives, he saw the magical squad specializing in one person, and the knives changed, and they took the position of Huashan and went straight.

The scimitar is like a moon, with a cold mans.

"What about blocking your full strength?"

The magic face did not change, he quickly raised his arm to resist the scimitar.

"Touch and touch!"

Three scimitars fell on the arm of the demon, and the powerful momentum caused ripples in the pool next to it.

"what?"

"how is this possible!"

Everyone around saw a cold breath in front of the scene, and even the three middle-aged knives of the knives were slightly stunned, revealing a hint of fear in the pupil.

"The power of this flesh is simply invincible!"

"It’s too horrible, this flesh, even if it’s bomb bombing, it won’t hurt!”

The magical faint look of the three middle-aged people in front of them, with one arm, directly attacked the two middle-aged attacks.

"Bump!"

The two did not react in the slightest, directly hit the chest, stepped back a dozen steps, and the body was a little trembling.

"Is it still playing?"

The Magic Yuan faintly glanced at the last middle-aged knife, asked plainly.

"Oh!"

The knives swallowed a spit in the middle of the year, his eyes were horrified, and he shook his head slowly.

"We have three places, whoever is dissatisfied, beat me!"

The magical hegemony sweeps indiscriminately to everyone around, and is undoubtedly said.

The Tang dynasty and the innate old man next to him and Tang Yinyu were full of surprises. He did not refute when he heard this.

There is such a strong person, even if the other two are weaker, it does not matter.

This is simply too strong, almost comparable to the innate powerhouse.

"Is there such a strong half-step innate?"

"It should be the practice of practicing a special refining body, even if it does not open up the second line of the governor, but the flesh can be comparable to the innate!"

A group of people around swallowed a spit.

Too strong, easy to lose the slasher, and still in the case of three of them.

Really half-step innate and invincible!

"Under heaven is invincible!"

"I am really invincible, I dare say, really invincible!"

Amazing people, the power displayed by the magical Yuan makes everyone around them unable to afford the fighting.

Too strong!

"Not bad, very powerful, almost invincible under congenital!"

Suddenly, one came with a voice of appreciation.

"But there are a lot of three positions, and I can give you one at most!"

At one corner of the crowd, an old man said with a relaxed face, standing next to him two middle-aged.

Middle-aged with a slight head, with a look of pride on his face.

Their eyes are sweeping at everyone.

"Three places, we have three positions."

A middle-aged gaze swept over the three of Wang Xian and eventually fell to everyone.

"To tell the truth, everyone in the room is rubbish!"

He said that the middle-aged face of the old man was light and pale.

(End of this chapter)