Vol 11 Chapter 7: Cuba's Rage

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Unknown mountains, Ye Sheng's dedicated practice has turned the earth into a golden pill.
Zhouyi and Cuba protect the law of Ye Sheng.
It was just that suddenly, a turbulent aura surged and turned into sword aura directly at Ye Sheng.
Zhou Yi's face changed, and he shouted: "Who is making a secret move?"
With a sweep of the Cuban long stick, they directly smashed these sword auras, and shouted coldly: "What kind of hero is a secret shot, get out."
"Three ignorant juniors, don't you know the rules of life?" The youngest man of Jianmen volleyed away, with sword aura on his side, very fierce and extraordinary.
Zhou Yi saw the logo clothes of Jianmen, and said in amazement: "The people of Jianmen?"
The old third smiled coldly and said: "My swordsman ignores the commonplace, but you didn't expect you to know?"
Cuba looked at Zhouyi and asked who this person was with his eyes? What is Jianmen?
Zhou Yi didn't explain, but stared at the third child: "How could Jianmen appear here if they ignore the commonplace?"
The youngest said indifferently: "My Jianmen ignores the commonplace. It doesn't mean that I won't participate in anything. Jianmen wants to pass on the wisdom of a hundred schools of thought."
"Jianmen is the nameless creation of a generation of sword masters. It has been passed down for three thousand years. You don't participate in the dynasty change, and you are also responsible for guarding your own one-acre three-point land. You just don't know when we offended you?" Zhou Yi Asked with a cold face.
"This mountain isn't yours, right?" The third child also said with no good face.
"No." Zhou Yi nodded.
"Since it's not, it's not just you and a group of people here. You looted all of these auras. Regardless of other people's cultivation, isn't it too domineering?" the third child asked coldly.
Zhou Yi suddenly realized that it was because of this reason.
Cuba grinned, a little unhappy, and said: "This is not ours, and naturally it's not yours. We don't steal or aura, so why do you blame it so justly?"
Zhou Yi looked at it silently, feeling very upset in his heart.
The third child smiled disdainfully: "The three ignorant juniors, who have only changed the golden core, dare to argue with me on this issue?"
Zhou Yi said indifferently: "So are you oppressing us with the cultivation base?"
"No, I just want to teach you a lesson, let you know that you are outside, don't be arrogant, or you don't know if you offend." The old third raised his hand, the sword aura boiled, and it spread into a giant sword.
Zhou Yi frowned. This was the master of the 15th Jindan Transformation, and he couldn't resist it.
"Stand back to protect Ye Sheng, I'll deal with him." Cuban said with an iron rod.
Zhou Yi looked at Cuba and nodded.
"Mountain barbarians, looking for a dead end." The youngest snorted disdainfully.
Cuba grinned and said: "Old man, if you say it well, we might be able to give in, but since you choose force, don't blame me for bullying."
The third child laughed loudly: "You have only changed the Golden Core 11 times, but I have changed four times. Doesn't it seem ignorant to say this?"
"It's you who are ignorant and want to eat me a stick." Cuba snarled, waving an iron rod, and using a wild stick technique.
Kill the enemy thirty-six sticks!
This is a set of methods of attack, coupled with the weight of the magic weapon of Cuba, every hit is hundreds of thousands of catties.
boom!
Cuba was very wild, and it hit it with a stick, and the air screamed sternly, very tragically.
"Go to hell, barbarian boy." The third child smiled disdainfully and didn't put Cuba in his eyes. As he said, Jianmen ignores the commonplace, stands above the world, and doesn't pay much attention to world affairs. Naturally, he doesn't know how the times change. , The barbarians are also growing.
The sword energy of his whole body condensed into a giant sword, and it fell directly, and the sword energy of the shocking glance turned into a waterfall and directly enveloped Cuba.
"Get out!" Cuba faced it directly and slammed it down.
Click!
This sword instantly shattered into countless pieces, and it couldn't stop Cuba at all. Even if the difference was four different levels, Cuba's attack was still unbearable.
The youngest's face changed, and he looked at in surprise: "The barbarian man has a lot of strength."
"You laughed at my barbarians several times, and today I will twist your head and use it as a chamber pot." Cuba grinned slyly, and the iron rod turned out to attack.
"Chunyu swordsmanship!" The youngest man's eyes narrowed, and he used a set of lingering swordsmanship to overcome rigidity with softness.
Chunyu swordsmanship, taken from the continuous spring rain, twisted with tenderness like water, can restrain all fierce attacks.
The youngest figure transformed, with a long sword in his hand, using this sword technique to fight Cuba.
Clang!
But at the first collision, the youngest noticed something was wrong.
This is too tough, right?
His attack hit the Cuban iron rod, and he immediately felt an unmatched power, which shattered his spring rain swordsmanship in an instant.
"Go to hell!" Cuba snarled and rushed forward, sweeping everything with the iron rod.
Click!
The third child's magic weapon completely collapsed under this blow, and he himself was shocked, quickly pulled away, and looked at Cuba suspiciously.
"You... why... so strong?" the third child asked in doubt.
"I was born so strong, you are eating me a stick." Cuba arrogantly said, angered, three steps, spanning hundreds of meters, a stick fell.
This stick, smashed a life of various forms, a world of sticks, and a beauty that was destroyed in an instant.
All this, in an instant ~EbookFREE.me~ The youngest son's complexion changed drastically, and there was a sword pool in his body.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
The oldest three roared in anger, and tens of thousands of swords flew out of the sword pond, forming the most violent blow.
Ten thousand swords returned to the sect. This was the strongest sword technique of Jianmen. It was very powerful. With one blow, tens of thousands of swords fell all together, like rain, on Cuba.
Cuba's face condensed, this blow was so powerful that he couldn't take it hard.
After a turn, Cuba stopped the attack, took the iron rod in his hand, and then quickly spun it, airtight.
Ding Ding Ding!
Returning Wan Jian hit the iron rod with a crisp sound, but it could not hurt Cuba.
This blow was originally triumphant, thinking that Cuba could be done, but he did not expect Cuba to resist it so easily.
The youngest man's face was uncertain, knowing that he could do nothing, Cuba was not weaker than him at all, and he was alone in the fight, and there might be a problem.
"Retreat." The youngest retired.
"After hitting me, do you want to go?" Cuba screamed, throwing the iron rod in his hand, like a meteor, directly on the body of the third child.
Throwing tens of thousands of kilograms of power directly on the body, the third child suddenly screamed, vomiting blood from the smash, and hurried back, and said in anger, "You wait for me."
Cuba immediately laughed angrily: "Will you still go to rescue soldiers?"
咚咚咚!
He stepped on the ground and made a vibrating sound, which was very terrifying. He grabbed the iron rod that was thrown out, held it in both hands, and smashed the third one into the air.
puff!
The third child was injured, fell to the ground, got up in a panic, and hurriedly backed away, dare not say a word of cruelty.
Cuba still wanted to chase it. Ye Sheng opened his eyes and said, "Cuba, don't chase the poor."
In three days, Nineteen will definitely be completed. This is the first shift.
(End of this chapter)