Chapter 550: Reflexive

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"Who are you going to shoot first?" Du Shaoze went directly to the center of Fujian and Taiwan and looked at the three youths in the black water. There was no expression on his face.
Although Du Shaoze will occasionally make jokes, he is essentially honest and even has a trace of honesty, but this does not mean that he will not be angry!
Anyone familiar with Du Shaoze knows that once Du Shaoze has no expression on his face, this means that Du Shaoze is really angry.
Honest people don't get angry easily, but once they get angry, they will be crazy!
"Hey, a fighting force is just the waste of the ordinary middle-class emperor, and dare to arrogate in front of me. If you don't teach you, you don't know how high the sky is, how thick the earth is!"
Among the three youths in the black water, one of the youthful feet in the black shirts was heavily stepped on. The whole person turned into a dark wave and was extremely fiercely killed to Du Shaoze.
"Shentong - Black Panther destroys the gods!" The young man in the black dress swayed and shattered the void. The next moment, it appeared directly on the top of Du Shaoze's head. The tension of a mountain in the top of the mountain, a fist hit Du Shaoze, countless black and black lines Above the fist, there is a dark black panther.
"Hey!"
The black panther screamed and shouted, and opened the blood basin to swallow Du Shaoze.
When the hurricane hits, Du Shaoze has a black hair and then raises his face. He still has no expression on his face. He only sees his body half-squatting, and then his arms shrink, and he slams out with the momentum of the sky.
"Shock Star!" Du Shaoze spit out two words in the mouth, and the vastness of the gods rushed out, and hundreds of millions of stars bloomed on the fists. The stars merged to form a straight silver-white beam, like a galaxy hanging upside down from nine days, carrying vibration. The amazing power of the stars slammed into the dark panther of the mouth.
"boom!"
A deafening roar, like the silver-white column of the starlight, pierced the black panther. Immediately, the black panther phantom and the silver-white beam blasted at the same time, and the horrible power suddenly spread out like two peaks. They found Du Shaoze and the black-faced youth respectively, and they both flew out at the same time. His face was pale and blood was spurted out of his mouth.
Du Shaoze and the black-clothed teenagers all had the first-class median emperor's fighting power, and they were evenly matched, so they slammed hard and slammed them, causing both of them to be seriously injured.
"How is it possible that your combat power is obviously only the ordinary median emperor!" The young man in black clothes suddenly shrank, and his skeleton was broken at least 70%, and numerous scars were cracked on the organs. The blood rushed out through the pores of the body, and the pain of the heart pierced, causing him to tremble and stand still.
"When the last ten major sects exchanges, my combat power is really only the ordinary median emperor, but that is the past, now I have a first-class median emperor battle!" Du Shaoze is blood-stained, the whole person It seems to be a Gorefiend from the blood prison, the five senses are distorted, and the look is awkward. But there is a very crazy light in the eyes.
"Ah, let me die!"
Du Shaoze sent out a beast like a beast, regardless of his injuries. The soles of the feet were heavy, and a shocking blood-colored footprint was left on the hard platform, and it rushed out.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"
Du Shaoze's eyes are red, full of bloodshot blood, bloodthirsty, no matter whether the body that is seriously injured can bear it, and it is crazy to punch again and again.
Du Shaoze's injury is no less young than black, even heavier. After all, the black youths have the first-class median emperor's fighting power in the last ten major sects. Du Shaoze is just a breakthrough, his foundation is stronger than Du Shaoze.
but. He does not have the enthusiasm of Du Shaoze! Du Shaoze dared to desperately, but he did not dare!
Under the mad attack of Du Shaoze. The youth in black continued to retreat, watching the crazy Du Shaoze, fear of heart, and the spirit suddenly dissipated.
The momentum is weak, the movement is slow, and the gap between the silks determines the outcome. Du Shaoze’s storm-like fist finally reaches the black youth.
The young man in black fell to the ground, his mouth was and his face was pale to the extreme, and he was defeated.
"Hey!"
Du Shaoze stepped on his chest and looked down at the black youth, with no expression on his face and a bloodthirsty glow in his eyes.
"You keep saying that I am a waste, ants, now the waste in your eyes, the ants have defeated you, then what are you? Isn't it even waste?" Du Shaoze's voice is cold, he is rarely angry, but once angry, It will be completely crazy, even if it is fallen, it will never go back half a step.
This is Du Shaoze, a young man who is honest and honest, but who has blood in his bones.
"roll!"
Du Shaoze’s mad attack like a fatal one made his injury even heavier. He relied on a single obsession to support him. Otherwise, he might have fallen down. He used up the last trace of power that he could mobilize in the body. One foot, kicked the black youth out of the ring.
Du Shaoze actually won!
On the Mount Nissan, the top ten sects looked at Du Shaoze who defeated the black-skinned black youth. His face was full of surprises. At the last time of the top ten sects, the combat power was only the ordinary middle-aged emperor. Du Shaoze of this situation, this time successfully counterattack, defeated the young genius of Heishuizong who has the first-class median emperor's fighting power.
"Humph!"
Seeing this scene, the black water sect of the sect of the sect of the cloud was covered with clouds, and snorted, looking at Wushan, a smiling face.
"I said how the Wushan lord suddenly had a sigh of relief. It turned out that Du Shaoze had broken through the kid, but Du Shaoze had no fighting power yet?"
"You have only one disciple with a first-class median emperor's fighting power, and I have three black water sects. Is the Wushan lord too happy?"
"If you win a game, you will be forgotten. When you lose it later, it will be very embarrassing!" Hessian Sect of Black Water glanced at Du Shaoze, who was covered in blood on the platform, and said coldly.
The lords of the ten major sects are the ancestors of the great emperors, and their cultivation is no longer possible. The rewards of the sacred courts are even more than one hundred times and ten thousand times, and it is impossible to make the sects of the top ten sects. Because they have reached the limit on the road of practice.
They don't care about rewards, they are fighting for a sigh of relief, and they are fighting for the face!
The ten major sects of the Feng Shui dynasty have been the last in the last ten sessions. The disciples under their own doors have been defeated by the disciples under the storm. This makes the black water patriarchs feel very shameful.
"Mu Yunxiong, the exchange of war between my wind and rain and your black water sect has just begun. The wonderful is still behind, only after you lose one, you will be mad at it? Wouldn't it be impossible to lose?"
"Ha ha ha, like my stormy sects, the last ten exchanges are the last. I have said more than half of the words in Wushan? Isn't it normal for the juniors to win or lose? The defeat is not good, the victory is not arrogant, the so-called In the past 30 years, Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, which Zongmen could not last forever!"
"When there is glory, there will be a trough. I think it’s time for me to go down in the storm, and it’s time to be brilliant!"
Wushan was light and cloudy, and said with a smile.
"Wushan Sovereign, you have won only one storm, and the strongest Du Shaoze has no fighting power, and Black Shuizong has two young geniuses of the first-class median emperor. I am blunt, I can I didn't see that your storms are going to be brilliant."
"Wushan Sovereign, listen to your tone, do not know the people who are at the end of your storms, and think that you can win the Black Shui Zong!"
"Ha ha ha, the lord of Wushan, you said this earlier, I feel that when you have defeated the Black Shui Zong, when you reach the top five, you can say these things, it will be more deterrent. "There are Tibetan needles in one of the lords, and the sorcerer of the Wushan lord in the dark."
Black Shui Zong is losing and winning. They don't care. They just can't understand Wushan. They have always been ashamed to be self-sufficient. They want to find a place to drill down. Wushan suddenly talks about the principle, which makes many sovereigns very uncomfortable.
You have been the last one in the ten major sects of the Fengshui dynasty for more than ten consecutive sessions. Now you only won one game. What qualifications do you have for Wushan to reason with us?
Normal people have such a heart, a person who has been much weaker than himself, and suddenly one day shows that he is not weaker than himself, even stronger than himself, many people will feel uncomfortable.
The great emperor's ancestors are also normal people, but their cultivation is higher, they have lived for a long time, and these people often have to face!
"Yes? Then wait and see if the rain and wind can defeat you Black Shui!" Wushan is not angry. He has lived for so long, naturally knowing what a master is thinking, smiling slightly, not Said to be willing.
"Hey, I want to see your storms, and what other talented geniuses can be!" The black water sects snorted and looked toward the collapse of the secret. (To be continued)
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