Ultimate Martial Divine King

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"It was true that there was no resentment, but just a year ago, my teacher's brother Luo Lou was killed by your martial arts disciple in Beichuan Ice. How can I get this account?"

Lu Qian's eyes glowed with coldness (yin yīn), and all the disciples of Yujianmen behind him (body shēn) were also cheeky and angry.

Luo Lou was killed?

Wang Li, Chi Qianying could not help but look at each other.

To say that Na Luolou is also a bit of fame. Among the many disciples at Yujianmen, it is quite elegant. It did not expect to die more than a year ago, and the other party said that it was killed by the people of Wuzong Puzzled.

"What can prove that my Wu Zong people killed Luo Lou?"

Wang Li answered coldly.

"Well, in the Beichuan Ice Area, the stupid lady of Huayu (Dian diàn) was also there, and she told me personally that Brother Luo Lou died under Wuzong's" Beijing Decision "..."

Beichen?

Upon hearing this, Wang Li, Chi Qianying, and others all looked at Wu Yan side by side.

Even Wu Yan froze.

He stepped forward and asked inexplicably, "The entire Wuzong, only I and Ye Yao and I have learned" Beijing Decision ", but we have never left Wuzong before, and have never been to the so-called Beichuan. Ice. "

"Squib!" Lu Qian coldened.

"Huh, I'm Wu Yan doing things, dare to act, kill Luo Lou, I have never participated in it, how can I say it is sophistry? You are afraid of being tricked by others, do you not know?"

"Is it being tricked, I know ... I'll ask again, did you kill Master Luo Lou?"

The invisible and powerful momentum was released from Lu Qian's body, and the surrounding airflow became disturbed.

Wu Yan frowned slightly, and she cried, "No!"

"Wow ..."

As soon as the words fell, a majestic sword exploded from Lu Qian's (body shēn). With a heavy vibrato, a thick and blunt edgy sword appeared to the opponent. In the palm.

The epee lingered around the magnificent Jin Mang, and waved horizontally toward Wu Yan's head.

Wu Yan's pupils shrank, but he stood still.

"Om ..."

The powerful air wave spurred in the air, and Lu Qian's wingless epee actually stopped at a position about the width of the fingers of Wu Yan's head.

Although the sword did not go down, the momentum on Wu Yan (body shēn) was suppressed.

The disciples of all Wuzong are gods (qingqíng) angry, a few (desire yù) pull out their swords.

...

Looking at Wu Yan, who was calm in love, Lu Qian's face showed a contemptuous smile.

"It's kind of courageous, but unfortunately the strength is poor ... I now believe you haven't killed Luo Lou, because it depends on your cultivation, you don't have that ability at all ..."

ridicule!

It's even more scornful than frustrating the other person.

Wu Yanqiang held back the anger rising from his heart, and drank one word at a time, "Now please leave here ..."

"Ha ha ha ha." Lu Qian laughed wildly, "Wu Zong is really not as good as one year. It seems that apart from Qiu Xingyi, everything else is waste. This holy war call, the cannon fodder is much more ... "

Say it, raise your hand.

"let's go!"

The disciples of the Imperial Swordsmen went back to their homes in a smug laugh.

Many of the Wuzong disciples behind (body shēn) gritted their teeth.

Even a few **** disciples pulled out their swords to block the road, but they were stopped by Wang Li.

"All back down!"

"Brother Wang Li, these **** are so bullying, are we so patient?"

Wang Li's eyes were surging with coldness.

"Brother Qiu is not here. Let us not act lightly."

"but?"

"Back down!"

...

Although everyone had a belly of fire, they still had to swallow it first.

The jihadist call has not yet been opened. There are many concerns about the power of any one sect, and the concerns of Wu Zong are more numerous than other sects.

...

"Hahahaha, a bunch of useless people!"

"It's just a waste of our time."

...

Yu Jianmen and his party scolded as they walked, taking advantage of them, especially proud of them.

As soon as they were out of the gate of the 93rd House, they were walking towards a few young people.

One of them happened to be blocking the path of a certain Yujianmen disciple.

The latter shook his throat and raised his hand with a palm.

"Where's the blocking dog, get away ..."

But his palm was not yet lowered, and the entire arm was still standing directly in the air.

"you……"

The man's heart was startled, and he saw that his wrist was actually fastened by the opponent's palm in front of (body shēn).

In particular, the strength of the opponent is like an unshakeable iron clamp, making it impossible to move.

"Get away from me!"

In anger, the man raised his palm in the other hand and patted him towards the door of the other person.

But the next moment, a pair of indifferent eyes instantly reflected into each other's pupils.

However, upon contacting the indifferent gaze, the heart of the disciple of Yujianmen suddenly shivered, as if seeing the shadow of death (yin yīn) going deep into the soul.

His face turned violently white, and seemed to have encountered unprecedented great fear.

...

"Friend, look at the way in the future!" The soft voice spit out in Chu Chen's mouth, then he let go of his opponent's arm, and then went to Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang and so on with him (body shēn) and entered the ninety-three House.

When he entered the door, he happened to pass Lu Qian.

The light from the corners of the two people passed by, and invisible air waves appeared in the air.

...

After the fleeting surprise, Lu Qian raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at the back of the Chu mark, the corner of his mouth was still a disdainful smile.

However, the disciple of Yu Jianmen just stayed in place.

"What's wrong with you?" Someone asked.

"No, I don't know. I feel like I just died."

"Cut, it's funny, even the waste materials of Wu Zong can scare you like this?"

"Leave, he's acting!"

...

Regarding the experience of that person just now, the others beside (body shēn) did not take it seriously, and they felt that the other party intentionally behaved so exaggeratedly.

I don't know, the back of the opponent has been soaked with cold sweat.

...

...

"Where is everyone here?"

Back at Chu Hen in the courtyard, Zhao Qingyi and others were somewhat surprised by all the Wu Zong people standing in the courtyard.

"What's wrong? Each **** is so severe. Who are those people just now?"

Zhao Qingyi asked.

Wu Yan let out a sigh of relief and shook his head.

"The Royal Sword Gate ..."

Royal Sword Gate?

A few people were stunned.

"What are they doing here?" Ye Yao asked, puzzled.

Wu Yan still shook his head, and immediately told the story (qingqíng).

After listening, Ye Yao couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you looking for something purely? The entire Wu Zong and Brother Wu Yan, you and I will‘ beichen deciding ’. If their people die in the hands of‘ beichen deciding ’!

"I also said that they made troubles unreasonably, but from Lu Qian's appearance, it doesn't seem to be lying."

Wu Yan didn't know what he meant.

However, Long Xuanshuang was thoughtful.

She glanced at the Chu mark next to (body shēn), her eyes were slightly complicated.

Others may not know it, but she knows well that she saw the scene at that time.

Chu marks said nothing, there was a deep meaning in the eyebrows.

...

night!

A bright moon hung quietly.

Compared with the noise during the day, the night of Wan Zhongcheng is also bright and prosperous.

However, Wu Zong's disciples were a little **** this sleepless night.

On the first day of his arrival in Wanzhongcheng, people from Yujianmen came over to bully him, lost face and said that even his confidence was hit.

Wu Zong, who had endured a lot of pressure, felt nothing about the way forward.

...

Under the moonlight-dyed gazebo, a young (body shēn) shadow drunk alone.

Most of them are also the only ones who don't feel embarrassed by being bullied at home. His worries come from elsewhere.

...

at the same time.

In a magnificent palace in Wanzhong City.

The bright candlelight illuminated the spacious and bright room of an elegant room ~ www.readwn.com ~ At the table, a delicate (shēn) figure sat on the chair, and in front of her stood a needlework basket, delicate needlework Between her long, white fingers, she is light and smart like a fish swimming in the water ...

Jin Chanchan's candlelight is especially handsome on her Lingxiu side face, beautiful and beautiful.

"Click ..."

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a marvelous young man (body shēn) came in.

The woman's beautiful eyes lifted slightly, and a slight pity (love) smile appeared in her eyes.

"came back……"

Seeing the other party playing some needlework again, the man seemed a bit helpless.

"I said, sister, can you sew my clothes again? Anyway, I am a former princess and regent, and do some rough work ..."

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