: 32. Mr. Dong and the Darius Saint (recommended votes!)

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As soon as I saw the dress of the other party's Da Zong disciples, and listened to what the other party said, the faces of the Guangshang Mountain disciples suddenly showed their anger.
The white man with a slap in the face came close, but his eyes looked to the other side: "Man, you should still live in the moment."
In that direction, it is another stage.
"The big day saints, under the broad daylight, the rainbow is rising, shining the world..." Behind the stage, there was a voice that swayed and said.
In the city of Linyuan, there is not only a group of forces in the Guangcheng Mountain. The Da Zong Shengzong also has a stronghold here and has considerable influence.
So naturally there are storytellers or entertainers who sing the legend of the Great Day.
Most of these people are also eating and drinking. There are no special inclinations and ideas. What kind of stories do the people like to see and what they perform.
The most widely circulated legend about the Da Zong Shengzong in the folks is their first generation, and it is also a legend.
Folklore, this prince has soared in the daytime, and in the world of warriors, there are more sayings.
It is said that he is on the higher level and is going to go.
It is also said that he is still submerging in the mysterious forbidden area inside the Great Day.
There are also rumors that he is actually dead and so on.
Anyway, I have not seen anyone for a long time, and all kinds of arguments are different.
Under the leadership of this person, Dazhe Shengzong was behind in the exhibition of the East Pavilion and began to rise, eventually reaching the status of the first generation of the Holy Land.
The white man looked at the stage over there, and said what he said, self-evident.
The sons of Guangcheng Mountain are a bit sullen.
"Xiao Sheng, how do you become a bearded face?" Yan Zhaoge is a bit strange and a little funny looking at each other.
Xiao Sheng did not answer, but his ears shook and shook. He seemed to be listening to what, while staring at Yan Zhaoge.
"The blood pulse sound is almost inaudible, dignified but smooth... blood is like lead and mercury, have you been promoted to the realm of the sergeant? Is it the second time to complete the second bone?"
"But it doesn't matter." Xiao Sheng didn't decide whether or not to look up and down Yanzhao song: "Yan Zhaoge, you hit my big day in the town of Longyuan, you should not think it was white?"
Yan Zhao song smiled: "You want to give Qian Yuanlong them in the first place?"
Xiao Sheng stepped forward and came to Yan Zhao’s song: "Would you think it?"
The people of Guangcheng Mountain did not recognize each other at first, but when they heard the name of Xiao Sheng, they immediately responded to who was in front of them.
The grandson of the elders of the Great Emperor of the Great Day, together with the Yuan Yuanlong, said that the Dayang Shengzong's first yang four masters, but the training time is longer, and the cultivation is also higher.
"The late sergeant..." Si Kongqing slightly frowned, watching Yan Zhaoge and Xiao Sheng.
Like the previous Yuan Yuanlong, in the latter stage of the sect, the sect of the sect of the sect of the singer was on the road. Xiao Shengwu was on the road all the way, and he was also a leader in the same realm. His record was more brilliant than that of the 晁元龙.
Compared with the Jianyuan Dragon who practiced the slam dunk in the sword, Xiao Sheng went all the way to practice the various orthodox martial arts of the Great Day.
But that's it, he can still stand out among the many young geniuses of the Great Day.
In the early days of the past, the realm of the guru was better than the opponent of the middle-class guru, making it famous.
Although the Guangshen Mountain disciples have confidence in Yan Zhaoge, Xiao Sheng’s cultivation is a realm, and the experience of fighting is too high. It is inevitable that they will also play drums in their hearts.
Xiao Sheng’s voice is rough, but his tone is slow: "How did you beat the Yuan Yuanlong, I will pay back today."
"In addition to Qian Yuanlong, you also played other other younger brothers. Today, besides you, these people behind you, I will also pick people out to accompany you."
Like Xiao Sheng, the people in this situation are pressing people, and everyone can't help but feel dissatisfied: "I thought that I didn't have a foreigner in the late stage."
Yanzhao songs look as usual: "Wars under the age of 40, habitually three to five years old, divided into different age groups."
"You and I are a little older, but I don't care, we will count as our peers."
"Ahu, you don't have to step in."
Ahu stared at Xiao Sheng with a bad look. He listened to the instructions of Yan Zhaoge, nodded and walked back.
Xiao Sheng stared at Yan Zhaoge: "How can I not mention the matter first? There is still a bit of courage."
"I don't bully you with the realm of repairing. You are smashing the sun's golden needle qigong and Zhongtianshen's palms. The moves are thought to have their own uniqueness. I am better than you."
Said, Xiao Sheng's hands are far away.
In the distance, the puppet performers who performed the two plays of "Dr. Dong's Knife and Demon King" and "Day of the Day's Saints Flying in the Sky" were only slightly light.
Then they found that the puppets on behalf of Mr. Dong and the Darius saints were all gone.
The audience was also in a daze, looking around, but no one knew where the puppet went and how it disappeared.
The two puppets were all in the hands of Xiao Sheng. Xiao Sheng held the cross plate for manipulating the puppet, and the puppet was carried by the line below the cross.
"I heard that you use bamboo as a sword and manipulate it freely. You want to have a subtle control over your suffocation. You are qualified to play this game with me."
Xiao Sheng smiled and said: "This little thing is more familiar than bamboo, but it is also very fragile. If it is too strong, it will explode first, so you don't have to worry about me bullying you with the realm. This stuff is equal to Limiting the maximum ceiling we can use to boost suffocation."
"The sigh of anger, everyone is the same, want to win, we are more subtle than the martial arts change, who is more subtle about suffocating."
Said, Xiao Sheng throws Mr. Dong’s puppet to Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge grabbed the puppet and suddenly laughed: "If I remember correctly, the ancestor of your family was not allowed to come out in the volcanic crater for half a lifetime."
"Until the invasion of the genie, I got the privilege of the ancestors of the ancestors, and this climbed out of the crater?"
Xiao Sheng looked at Yan Zhaoge and said coldly: "People who take the mountain will only say that they used to live in the past, and they will become dust like history."
As he said, he shook his palms and his body was full of anger.
The roots of the puppets are broken, but the puppets are suspended in the air but do not fall to the ground, and the surface of the puppets suddenly appears a slight metallic luster.
Excited by the external helium, the poor puppets suddenly shine, just like having their own lives.
The puppet's limbs were active and directly hit the puppet of Yanzhao singer Lidong!
The slender puppets are under one palm, and the wind is blowing!
There was even a loud noise in the air, as if it had been blown up!
When everyone in Guangshan Mountain saw it, his heart was ashamed: "No wonder he knows how Yan Brothers will overcome this battle, and dare to challenge in this way!"
Yan Zhao song smiled, the palm of his hand turned, the hand of the puppet was also disconnected.
Driven by the suffocation, the eyes of Mr. Dong’s puppets seemed to flash.
At this moment, Mr. Dong turned into a singer, and he was very aggressive.
The wooden puppet in the hand of the puppet fluttered in the air, leaving traces that were clearly visible to the naked eye.
"Good performance, Yan Zhao song, good 歹 also makes me a little fun." At this moment, Xiao Sheng's eyes are gloomy, like a snake.
Under his control, the big day saint puppet fluttered and attacked the puppets of the Yanzhao singer!