Chapter 142: Since the war, the wind has moved

"Waste, come on, don't you have the courage to fight with us?"
"I really don't know how the Jiantian Jianzong became a force of ten products. It is also a force of ten products. Are you too much worse than our real Wu Jian Zong?"
"Hey, it’s just a pitiful disciple, it’s a pity to the extreme, or how about we deal with you with one hand?"
The ten disciples of the Zhenwu Jianzong are laughing and laughing, and the ten disciples of the Jiantian Jianzong seem to have no threat to them. As for Ouyang Susu, a martial artist who can't afford a big wave.
Among the eight martial artists in the late period, one of them was hit hard by Zhong Jianxing and could not be shot. In other words, the real ability to shoot, in fact, nine people, a rushing peak, seven in the late stage, and Lingdao this mid-term.
"hateful!"
"If you are defeated, you have to shoot!"
"School can't be humiliated!"
The disciples of the Sword of Heaven are angry. They were so excited by the martial arts disciples of the Zhenwu Jianzong, they couldn’t manage so much, and they all rushed to the top of the sword. The slashing swords and the martial arts swords are also the ten powers. Why are they afraid?
"The slashing swords and our true martial arts sects have a good relationship. You can get a bit of a point when you start. If you dare to kill, this lord will never be light!"
Zhenwu Jianzong suddenly said, he said that this sentence is naturally not to let the disciples of the Zhenwu Jianzong to be merciful, but to fight in the dead, as long as there is no killing. He even looked at Duan Zhenghui with a squint. When he saw the worry in the eyes of Duan Zhenghui, the smile on his face was even stronger.
"The sovereign is assured, we will never kill!"
"It's all the forces of Ansan County. They should help each other. Their strength is too bad. We will teach them well!"
These Zhenwu Jianzong disciples clearly knew the meaning of the true Wu Jian Zongzhu, and their faces also showed a cruel smile. In the first round, the second round, the Sword of Heaven was crushed by the real Wu Jianzong. They had long wanted to deal with the disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't there a Lingdao on our side? He said that even Zhong Jianxing can step on his feet. What can you count?"
Walking in the last part of Zhou Xinghe, it is suddenly said that the yin and yang are strange. One of his words is to bring everyone's eyes to Lingdao. Among the eyes of Ling Dao, there is a flash of cold light, and Zhou Xinghe’s mind naturally understands.
"The original you actually counted on the kid? Haha, I really laughed at me, my stomach hurts!"
"A little guy who has just broken through to the rushing world can have some strength and want to overcome us. It is simply an idiotic dream!"
At this moment, the nine disciples of the Sword of Heaven have already embarked on the sword. Unfortunately, their lineup seems to be too shabby, and the lineup of Zhenwu Jianzong is completely incomparable.
"I can't stand it any more than this test. It is clear that it is the disciple of the real sword."
"Yes, there are ten martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts.
"I am different from you. I really want to see what Lingdao will do. In my opinion, he is not like a arrogant person."
"Are you stupid? Is it that you think that Lingdao can beat the rushing martial arts? He has just broken through to the shackles. Don't look at him in the middle of the game. I bet his foundation is absolutely unstable. I am eager to find it."
Listening to the various voices in the Fighting Palace, Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin looked at each other and saw the worries in the other's eyes. The defeat of Jiantian Jianzong is affirmative. They are worried about Lingdao. I don’t know what kind of endline Lingdao will have.
They really want to sharpen the Lingdao and let Lingdao eat nothing. However, they are worried that Lingdao can't stand the blow and have never recovered.
"Don't think about it. If he can't even cross this hurdle, how can he sweep around in the future?"
Duan Zhenghui nodded, and the road to Lingdao could only go by himself, and others could not interfere with anything. He and Zhuang Xin both looked at the sword on the stage, because the battle between the Zhenwu Jianzong and the Split Sky Swords had finally begun.
"You listened, don't do it to the kid, let's solve the other eight people first, then slowly lick him!"
"Yes, he is too crazy, I have long wanted to teach him. This time we will let him survive, can't die!"
Lingdao’s previous breakthrough in public has caused a great sensation. No matter who you are, you can see that Lingdao has a promising future. Before the war, the martial arts sects of the martial arts were secretly accounted for them, and they must smash the ridge.
Under the broad public, they really can't kill the stalker. However, they are able to sneak into the road, it is best to eradicate the heart of the strong. Even if you can't kill the Lingdao, it's best to abolish the Lingdao and pick up the ridges and tendons of Lingdao.
"Golden Wing Dapeng!"
"Suzaku is empty!"
"White tiger kills!"
"Seven stars!"
"Shocking mountains!"
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I have to say that there are many swordsmanships by the disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong. The swordsmanship of Zhenwu Jianzong is known for its skill. In order to defeat the disciples of the Swordsmen as soon as possible, they are very good at their swordsmanship.
A golden-winged Dapeng virtual shadow floated into the field, and the wings were like two golden swords. The whole sword-like stage seemed to tremble. Then, a fiery red Suzaku was born, and the flames swept through the sky.
The white tiger whistling vibrates the mountain forest, a huge white tiger phantom, exudes the murderous intention of the scorpion, and shocked the disciples of the slashing sword. The seven dazzling stars are flying out, one after another, as if they were going to break through the mountains.
"The raging seven style!"
"Split Day Thirteen!"
"Hundreds of waves!"
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The disciples of the sacred swords are also not to be outdone. Even if they are to be defeated, they will be defeated by the violent, and naturally impossible to admit defeat. Their swordsmanship is not bad, but the realm is too low. Under the attack of the real Wu Jian disciples, they have been disintegrated.
The disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong have already rushed to the disciples of the Swordsmen, and the two great swordsmen have been together. It is a pity that the gap in the realm has already determined everything. The disciples of the Sword of Heaven are retreating, and some of them have a sword wound.
"You are the weakest in the sword, and you want the salted fish to turn over. How can we give you a chance?"
"As for your strength, but also to try to defeat our true Wu Jianzong, don't you think it is too naive?"