Chapter 481: You used ten strokes

At this time, a foreign demon disciple ran into the panic.
"What happened outside?" Qian Kun said.
"The lord of the temple, a young man from outside, strictly guarding them all killed!" The demon disciple screamed.
Terran young people!
A few people in Kunming knew that the other person should be the young man in the mouth, but he did not expect to come so fast.
"Cowardly!" The second child, Mori Mori stood up and said with anxiousness: "The Guards of the Kowloon Hall will be killed in the first place. We will not put our Kowloon Hall in our eyes! Even if he wants to return to our Kowloon Hall, Let him suffer hard!"
"Yes, otherwise I will come to the individual and kill the guards of our Kowloon Hall. Then we will take it down and we will return to us. We are not ridiculed by the world." The oldest must.
"I see, I will wait for the kid to be taken down. It is not impossible for him to return to our Kowloon Hall. Let him go from the gate of the Kowloon City gate to the Kowloon Palace." The old seven sisters also sneered.
"Well, let's go, let's go out together." Yan Kun stood up and his face calmed: "I haven't shot for many years. I think many people in the Wushou world want to know how strong I am."
The second child, Lucerne smiled and said: "In fact, you don't have to shoot the big brother. I shot enough to take the kid down."
Yan Kun shook his hand: "Wait, I personally shot, you are not allowed to do it."
Lucerne looks at each other and respects it.
Nine people did not ask the demon disciples, how Huang Xiaolong killed the guardian guards outside.
Qian Kun is in front. After Lucian and others were there, nine people walked out of the hall together.
Nine people walked, a horrible flow of horror, gathering, sweeping, the sky above the Kowloon Hall was discolored, and a purple vortex was produced.
Throughout Kowloon City, all the masters are not shocked and look in the direction of Kowloon Hall.
"What happened?! What happened to the nine temples of the Kowloon Hall!"
"The main hall of the Kowloon Hall has not been born for a long time. This time even he was alarmed. Will there be any major events in the Kowloon Hall?!"
"The Kowloon Hall's nine main halls are dispatched together. Go, walk! We used to see the Kowloon Hall!"
For a time, countless demon strong speculations, have rushed to the Kowloon Hall.
at this time. Outside the Kowloon Palace. Numerous demon guards from the Kowloon Hall surrounded Huang Xiaolong. A demon strong man in a robes, who looks like the elders of the Kowloon Hall, looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "A human race boy dared to come to our Kowloon Hall to kill people. I think you are living too comfortable!"
"The ruthless love is buried in the sword!"
suddenly. There was a demon sword in his hand, and he suddenly slammed a sword to Huang Xiaolong. As soon as countless swords burst out, the sword was filled with ruthlessness and unrequited love, forming a sword and it seemed to be the world. Be buried in it.
This strong demon is the late fifth stage of the sanctuary. Whether it is in the Kowloon Hall or in the Kowloon City, it is considered to be the top player.
As soon as he shot, he immediately aroused the excitement of the surrounding elites.
"The ruthless sorrowful sorcerer's sword? This is the ruthless demon sacred school more than a thousand years ago! I did not expect Chen Elder to practice!"
"The rumored ruthless demon sacred with this ruthless sorrowful sword, I do not know how many strong people killed!"
"Look! The Terran kid didn't hide? It must die!"
In the discussion of the people, Huang Xiaolong seemed to have yawned in general. Zhangkou sighed with a sigh of relief, only to see that countless swords collapsed, ruthless, and the atmosphere disappeared. All Jianguang seems to have never appeared before.
The elders of the Kowloon House demon Chen were horrified, and they seemed to see the extremely fearful things. Then they all shocked and screamed and flew out.
The nine people of Kun Kun have just stepped out of the main hall, and the elders of the Yaozu of the Kowloon Hall flew over the top of the Kunming nine people and fell into the hall.
All the exclamations around, the arguments came to an abrupt end.
After the death, all the demon people took a breath of air, and even a few steps back from the condition of reflection, far away from Huang Xiaolong.
The guards of the Kowloon Hall, which originally surrounded the group of Huang Xiaolong, also retreated with their legs.
At this time, some of the lively demon strongmen in Kowloon City arrived.
"What's the matter? How is it so quiet! Who is the Terran kid? Isn't this kid who knows how to die and come to the Kowloon Hall to make trouble?" A rushed demon strongman arrived and saw Huang Xiaolong standing in the middle of the square. Can not help but open the way.
His voice fell, and all the strong demons around him brushed and looked at him, staring at him, and everyone's eyes let him jump.
"Kowloon Hall, the nine main hall owners!" Then, the crowd did not know who exclaimed.
The crowd turned to look at it and saw that the Kunming nine people slowly came out of the gate of the Kowloon Palace.
The singularity of the sky rushed to the crowd.
"See the nine main halls!" The guards around the Kowloon Hall are not respectful.
Other four-week elites also bowed.
"Get up." Yan Kun opened his mouth and slowly walked toward Huang Xiaolong.
Nine people came to the square in front to stop.
Yan Kun and Huang Xiaolong looked at each other, and the invisible oppression caused everyone around them to retreat.
"My six brothers said, "You used ten strokes to defeat him?" After the two men looked at each other for a while, Zhai Kun broke the silence.
Ten strokes!
All the demons in the surrounding area stayed in bed, and then they took the air and looked at Huang Xiaolong. They didn’t bother, especially the demon strong who just rushed to discuss Huang Xiaolong’s death and come to the Kowloon Hall to make trouble. Crazy.
Everyone knows that the main hall of the Sixth Hall of the Kowloon Temple is the peak of the ninth stage of the Sanctuary. The whole Yaozu can beat his master and count his hands.
However, in front of this human race young man, only used ten strokes? !
Huang Xiaolong looked at the squatting behind the squatting, ten strokes? Can't help but smile: "Okay." He didn't break.
When I saw Huang Xiaolong smile, the old face could not help but be a little hot.
When everyone saw Huang Xiaolong acknowledging this "fact", it was a surprise.
"In this way, if you can wait for the next ten strokes, I will let you leave." Yan Kun's face was indifferent and opened.
It is quiet all around.
But no one thinks that Kun Kun is magnifying.
Wu Kun was already the first master of the Yaozu five hundred years ago. The strength can only be described by unpredictable. Even if Huang Xiaolong can attack the same ten, he can not get the ten strokes of Kunming.
"Oh." Huang Xiaolong's face calmed: "If I can't get you ten tricks?"
Yan Kundao: "If you can't take my ten tricks, you will take a dagger from the gates of the Kowloon City Gate and come to the Kowloon Hall. Then I will work for my Kowloon Hall. The son of the Temple of the Gods is killing you? You can rest assured, After you have worked for my Kowloon Hall, my Kowloon Hall will naturally shelter you." (To be continued.)