Chapter 1385: : smelling people into emperors

"Ha ha ha ha, come well!"
He heard the people whispering without fear, looking at the nine days, with the burning of the power of the sky to kill, a scream, a stream of blood in the body surging, like a big roar, gathering together. Free-fee-first-fat→[chasing][book][help]
His body and eight golden dragons roared in anger, gathering blood and pouring into the boxing.
"eight wild dragons and tigers!"
Smell the people to scream and kill, and between heaven and earth, I suddenly remembered the sound of eight dragons and tigers.
Left fist, eight golden golden dragons screaming and killing, right fist, eight tigers rushing away.
Eight dragons and eight tigers gathered together to suppress the void, a sacred war, and Xuan Xinli gathered in this boxing.
Eight dragons and eight tigers violently bombarded the nine streams of light.
"The eight wild fists are complete, eight tigers and eight dragons!"
Mu screams and exclaims, this set of heavenly boxing, he also cultivated, but far from the perfection of the eight dragons and eight tigers.
Rumble...!
In the astounding eyes of all, the eight dragons and eight tigers bombarded on the nine golden days, and the violent energy swept through a dozen.
Hey...!
Throughout the Vientiane Terrace, a light curtain was formed to isolate the violent energy from the outward field and prevent the destruction of the Zongmen building.
Hey! Hey! Hey...!
In the astounding eyes of all, the eight dragons and savage violently shattered the nine rounds of gold day, and the spurt of the smashing force on the defensive guardian body.
boom……!
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The people screamed and stood proudly, looking at the thousands of miles, the wind and the ages, suppressing the audience.
"It’s so powerful, it’s a battle to defeat the brothers of Qian Qianxi. It’s a master.

"Master brothers in this boxing, the spirit of the mind, the war and the mind, the heavenly boxing method is perfect, and he is also a double body repair, the power of this box is stronger than the nine Yangshen."
"After the master is invincible? It is one of the great arrogances of the mainland to suppress the kingdom."
Countless people exclaimed their voices, and they worshiped and awe, and they looked at the people.
Lu Feng’s eyes are more like a look of love, that is the man she loves.
"After all, isn't your opponent?"
Thousands of vomiting blood retire, and pale face looked at the smell of people.
Just the same blow was the result of the two men’s efforts. Although one move, it was enough to distinguish the winners and losers.
"Sure enough, this smells people, it is a personal thing, it is a good opponent!"
Mu Feng looked at the people who were screaming and solemnly convinced that he was the one who did not rely on the power of Haoyue and Shenbing.
Sure enough, I can't underestimate the hero of this world.
What's more, Wen Xiaoxiao is still a famous figure in the Vientiane domain for many years. Perhaps he is not as talented as him, and he is still an opponent that cannot be underestimated.
"I lost"
I said a thousand sighs.
"Master brother! Master!"
There was a burst of cheers in the audience, cheering for the smell.
"If it was a few years ago, maybe I am not your opponent, but I am a younger brother. In the future, you are the chief of the Six Pulses."
Wen Xiaoxiao smiled.
"Well, what do you mean?"
I didn’t understand what it means to hear people.
"Wait, no, master, you..."
Huaqingcheng was surprised to see the people screaming.
Wen Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Because, I am no longer a disciple in the realm of heaven."
boom……!
The smell of people whistling, the body's more powerful qi and blood energy rises to the sky, and the more powerful forces swept out. The eight dragons roared, and the golden powers condensed into eight hundred-footed golden dragons, and the aura between heaven and earth. Rolling, a royal power, filled with a hundred miles.
Everyone is shocked to see the people screaming, this pressure is, the peerless emperor!
"Big, the master is emperor!"
The disciples of the God of War were shocked.
"Master, have you really stepped into this step..."
Huaqingcheng, Tiandong, Lufeng and others are also shocked to see the people.
Countless disciples, elders, also shocked the body.
"I still want to do something, don't come to see the emperor!"
There are elders who have returned to God and said with a big drink, all eyes are envious.
Suddenly, everyone returned to God and bowed all the way: "Congratulations to the master and emperor, to see the emperor!"
The sound is loud and loud, shaking the entire Vientiane.
The emperor, the power of the human race, the sacred sect of the Vientiane, the whole continent, the practitioners who stand at the peak of cultivation!
Once the emperor, the status of the status, on the mainland and the king is a world of difference.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Among the six veins, suddenly a terrible breath came, and the figure with the imperial power of the emperor broke through the air, surprised to see the smell of people.
The emperor of the six veins is coming!
"Ha ha ha ha, good, good, howling, centenarians, congratulations."
A hearty voice laughed.
A magnificent figure came from him. His body was equally strong, his blood was like a dragon, his hair was short, his face was just right, and he was dressed in a golden shirt.
The of war is a pulse, the of war!
"Thank you for teaching for many years, practicing for a hundred years, and finally becoming a king."
Wen Xiaoxiao respected the people.
"Oh, yes, I have a lot of talents."
At this time, another purple robe figure flew, it is the Vientiane lord, the Yan Wu lord, Mu Feng's six brothers.
Everyone has a tribute to the Vientiane lord, and it is not to be seen.
The Emperor Yanwu smiled and said: "When you smell people, from now on, you are the Vientiane, the Emperor of the God of War, the Emperor of the Emperor, and the Emperor of the Emperor. The six veins are open to you. Three days later, the Zongmen will be You hold the Grand Ceremony of the Emperor, and spread the world, and celebrate the Qing Dynasty. At the same time, to celebrate the singer’s sorrow, the sect of all the sects will be open for free for one year."
"Xie Zongzhu!"
Wen Ren Xiao Gong respected.
"Xie Zongzhu!"
Hundreds of thousands of disciples are squatting.
At this time, the smell of people is so dazzling, the light has overshadowed everyone, countless people worship, and the fear of looking at the people.
There is only one figure, looking at the smell of people, the war is endless.
"When you are a good man, five years later, the younger brother will definitely fight you!"
At this time, a powerful voice echoed in the void, breaking the reverence of all.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Suddenly, countless people glanced at each other and talked to the person who spoke.
The person who spoke, fluttering in a black robe, three thousand silver silk shawls, handsome face, double stunned like electricity, has a lot of warfare to see the people whistling.
"It's Mu Feng, I haven't heard of it. This guy actually said that he could fight the brothers and sisters in five years!"
"I am going to go out, this guy is sensational, and the screaming brother has become a emperor. He wants to fight with the sorcerer. What does he mean by saying that he will become a throne in five years?"
"Good conceit, this kid, really regards himself as a personal thing, can you compare it with the brothers?"
Suddenly countless disciples, including the elders, are scornful to Mu Feng. Is he arrogant?