Chapter 2359: Tragic Wu Wuji

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"Rely, Wu Wuji, you are tired, right?"
When Wu Wu was extremely evasive of the white-haired old man’s blame on him, even when everything was passed on to Xiang Yang, Xiang Yang almost did not burst.
You must know that Xiang Yang did not say anything, just watching the fun on the side, even lying in the middle of the gun, the sky is black on his head, even the wash can not wash, his depression can be imagined.
Xiang Yang looked at Wu Wuji with a black face, and the breath of his body was surging. Considering whether the face of the old monster that can block the door would destroy the Wu Han, the contemporary inheritor of the martial arts.
Although it is not the first time to know that Wu Wuji is very shameless, but it has been pulled out by this old guy to be black pot, Xiang Yang is more unhappy.
However, before the release of Xiang Yang, Tian Gu Xian Wang Li Huan has already shot, he shouted, "the junior dare to filthy my boss?"
While sipping, Li Huan's right hand shook, and a powerful force broke out directly, instantly acting on Wu Wuji.
"Hey..."
If Li Huan is still the former Tian Gu Xian Wang, he is not afraid of Wu Wuji, although Wu Wuji is not necessarily the opponent of Tian Gu Xian Wang, but at least there is resistance, but at this moment Li Huan is not a fairy. Wang, but the great deity of the great Luo Bazhong Tianzhu Peak, Wu Wuji simply could not resist even the resistance, and was immediately stopped.
"You...when you merged with the flesh, how strong is it?"
Wu Wuji is aware of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth. At the beginning, he was very confident that he could confront the Emperor of Heaven, and even he thought about trying to compare with the Emperor of Heaven. After all, in Tian Guxian When Wang Mingyang was in the world, one of the savage ancestors in the martial arts had once lost the battle with the ancient kings. This is the black point of failure in the history of the great martial arts.
Later, after knowing that Li Huan’s fusion body had become a fairy, he felt that he should not be the opponent of the other side, but never thought about comparing it with Li Huan.
However, when he did not personally realize the strength of Li Huan’s shots on his own, he could not really understand the extent to which Li Huan had reached. At this moment, Li Huan’s shot suddenly shocked his heart and only felt that he was praised as Wu Wang’s peerless immortal king did not even have the power to resist, as if he were an ant.
Li Huan sneered, "The strength of the deity is general, but you dare to smear my boss, the consequences are not what you can afford."
Li Huan is a loyal follower of Xiangyang. He is the most ignorant of his own owner. Xiang Yang is lying in the middle of the gun, making him feel that his face is very faceless. At this moment, Wu Wuji is imprisoned, and his mind is considering It’s not directly ruining Wu Wuji...
Oh, it’s not okay to abolish it. After all, there is a fifth honor of Daomen, and the other is still the ancestors of Wu Wuji. It is certainly impossible to let yourself be abolished.
Thinking of this, Li Huan looked at Wu Wuji’s eyes with a murderous murder, which made Wu Wuji’s heart rise a bad premonition.
"bump..."
"Ah...predecessors, you are a senior, how can you... I rely on, hit people, don’t face, forgive..."
"..."
When Li Huan was educated in Wuji, the white-haired old man on the side of the door looked at the scene with a smile, and did not plan to intervene. Instead, he pulled the Wu Wuji’s young disciple and taught, "Child, Seeing no, your master's strength is not bad. It is a good king in the king of the king. It is already a good seedling. However, the mouth is too embarrassing, and the conduct is not good. It will be killed sooner or later. Look, wait a while. He must be killed by someone. You must not find another person to take revenge in the future, because your master is looking for death. The predecessor is acting for the heavens. You must be grateful to the predecessor and definitely cannot learn from your master. ."
"However, if my master is killed by someone, our pulse is not to be broken? Who do I study with?" Wu Wuji's young disciple squinted at the white-haired old man.
Although the little guy didn't say anything else, he looked at the white-haired old man's eyes with a longing, apparently preparing to wait for the white-haired old man to say that he would teach him personally.
"You kid, it is really broken by this bastard, and even dare to be careful in front of the grandfather."
After the old-fashioned white-haired man listened, he suddenly did not hit a place, and almost slaped it.
The meaning of this little broken child is very obvious. I want this white-haired old man to tell him that if Wu Wuji is killed, then he can follow the white-haired old man and learn the art. The white-haired old man is the ancestral master of Wu Wuji. A skill is definitely more powerful than Wu Wu, and it is better to follow the white-haired old man to learn. It is better to beat people around with Wu Wuji, and be careful when he is found by the enemy to kill him.
It is a pity that the old-fashioned white-haired man is the strongest who survived from ancient times in the Taoist temple. He is very aware of the careful thinking of Wu Wuji’s young disciple, and he is so angry that he directly cuts it.
"Hey, the ancestors are angry, people just feel bad about my master." Although the younger is young, his mind is absolutely not bad, and he quickly said with a smile.
"Fart, you are a kid, still talking about the wind, and I will never finish with you."
Wu Wuji endured Li Huan’s ‘education’ while screaming and yelling.
"Do you still have a future?"
Xiang Yang didn't know when he appeared in front of Wu Wuji. He stood side by side with Li Huan and looked at Wu Wuji with a sneer on his face. "My good second brother, you are so courageous, dare to do so. Confuse your big brother, you really think that the big brother can't shoot you in the palm of your hand."
At this time, it was just the first round of Li Huan’s stop, um, intermission.
"Boss, I will do it for you."
Li Huan respectfully respected Xiang Yang and said.
At the same time, he directly reached out, and there was a Tiangu in the palm of his hand that evolved and trembled as if he could shatter the soul of the gods.
Just started, he just kicked out with his fists and feet, and Wu Wu Wuji had a good lesson, but he did not kill him. At this moment, Xiang Yang is around, he feels that it is time to take some measures...
"Don't stop, don't be big brother, we have worshipped the heavens and the earth to worship the life and death brothers, you can't kill the younger brother."
After Wu Wuji met, the three souls and seven scorpions would be scattered. He was really in the small hand of Tiangu Xianwang’s palm, and he was able to kill him completely and even let him shape. The atmosphere of God's destruction.
If Tiangu Xianwang, no, it should be the little Tiangu in the hands of Tian Guxianzun, it is estimated that he is really dead.
This old guy is very clear. For the spirits like Tian Gu Xian Zun Li Huan, I don’t know how many years in the battlefield of the fairy magic. Maybe the mentality has already become a bit distorted, although it seems to be acting. But if you really kill him, then he is too bad.
"He is your big brother?"
After the fifth priest of one of the nine Taoist priests listened to Wu Wuji’s words, he opened his eyes and looked at Wu Wuji and Xiang Yang with incredible colors on his face.
Although Wu Wuji also called Xiang Yang as 'big brother', but did not say that the two people are worshipping, the white-haired old man still does not care. At this moment, he heard that Wu Wuji said that the two are worshipping brothers, and that Xiang Yang is just a flesh. The small ants who broke through the Da Luo situation turned out to be the 'big brother'. When Wu Wuji, the peerless martial artist, was only a younger brother, he almost fainted.
"Yeah, we married our brothers not long ago, and witnessed heaven, he is a big brother, I am the second brother."
Wu Wuji was tight and did not go to see his ancestors. Instead, he was always wary of Tian Guxian's shot on him. After hearing his own ancestors' questions, he did not even think about it.
"Miscellaneous things, the old road does not kill you."
After the old-fashioned old-fashioned head listened, the beard was erected. The anger was screaming, and he flew directly toward Wu Wuji. Before Wu Wuji did not respond, he directly seized Wu Wuji’s beating.
"Hey..."
This old Taoist, when he heard that his own grandson, a peerless king named Wu Wang, even worshipped a little guy who had just become the body of Da Luo as the boss, even if the little guy was the descendant of that pulse, Even if the other party is still the master of the battlefield, he can't help but start his violent education mode.
Li Huan also put away the energy of his body, standing beside Xiangyang, watching the old Taoist guard with vigilance, for fear that the old Taoist priest would suddenly return to deal with his boss.
The old-fashioned old-fashioned shot is really unrequited, and his grandson is constantly beaten like a ball, making Wu Wuji the whole person smashed, and Wu Wuji finds that the people who started him turned out to be his own ancestors, and even more I dare not fight back, but I can only bite my teeth and bear the attack of the white-haired old man.
Poor him as a peerless martial artist, not only bears first, Li Huan, the violent beating of the ancient celestial sage, and then he was educated by his ancestors, making him a little stupid.
"My God, the original grandfather was more violent, but fortunately he did not promise to take me to practice together."
After seeing this scene, Wu Wuji’s young disciple suddenly stopped his eyes and sighed,
I am grateful to the ancestors for not killing, I decided, even if the master is killed, I will become an orphan. Not willing to apprentice, the world is too dangerous..."
"Little guy, are you a pro-disciple of the old man? Seeing that his master was beaten, you are still very happy."
Sun Qingya around Xiangyang looked curiously at Wu Wuji’s little disciple. This little guy is too sloppy. Seeing that his master is being beaten, he is still very cheerful, the pretentious expression, let After watching it, I almost thought that Wu Wuji was the killing father of this guy.
"Of course." The little guy looked proud. "I am a true disciple of the martial arts. Although I am still young, I am destined to become a fairy, and the existence of the world."

While talking, he looked at Sun Qingya and Monica in a serious way. "Two young ladies, you look so good, will my classmates be good later?"