Chapter 1823: Battle of martial arts

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Chapter 1823 Battle of Martial Arts
A group of figures descended immensely, headed by the Red Tiger Son. Last night, he had a whimsy, and ordered people to make an "Royal Robe" overnight. The dragon pattern was replaced by a tiger figure. The Ming emperor costume, gold wire trim, cooperate with the tiger. The crown creates the momentum of the overlord world.
But from the perspective of selling, there are a few kings.
but.
You can't listen to him, and when you speak, you'll be exposed.
Behind him was Xuan Tianhe, and then more than 20 members of the Protestant Party. The momentum was violent, the divine radiance covered the sky, the place where he passed, the divine power was shrouded, and he tried his best to suppress all outsiders.
"The God Party is here!"
The shouts of mountains and tsunami erupted from Budo Plaza.
"It's a big shelf." Mo Cangqiang glanced at him, staring at the rage that struck the heavenly dome of Red Tiger Son, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "But his divine power is indeed very strong, and it's not easy to fight with it."
"Isn't Zhaojun experienced?"
Han Yanchen turned his head.
Shang Zhaojun also stood here, and said softly, "The one who fought with me was not present. Her Shenwei was obviously not as strong as this group of people. Even so, when I was hit by Shenwei, I lost my ability to act. I did n’t have enough fighting experience in the other party and I was defeated by the method I buried in advance. "
"The strongest of them is Shenwei."
Mo Cangqiong nodded his approval: "An ancient book records that Shenwei is another kind of energy, which does not belong to the laws of heaven and earth. The defense methods we cultivated do not work for it. The only way to avoid it is to avoid being hit."
"That's not easy."
Xiao Xuan frowned: "Now they have inexperience in combat, and decades later, it will not be so easy to deal with."
"There is no need to be pessimistic. There is always a way to deal with it. That guy has no dignity, can he even be cut off even if he is a god?" Mo Cangqiong looked very open, and the martial arts did not enter the boat against the current. Opening up, the 'dead water' of the endless mainland has become turbulent, and the ancient style is faintly vague. This is not a bad thing, but a good thing.
The more genius, the more inspiring.
Martial arts
Never compete with others, but yourself!
"I don't know if we, the group of veteran powerhouses pay more attention, the same is true of the newly-increased Tianjiao. They all want to know how the gods are passed on." Mo Cangqiong looked around and found that everyone was watching the party. Type, deeply curious.
...
In the West, the Protestant Party.
A subordinate moved out of the dragon chair, and the red tiger holy son, the golden sword of the horse, sat on it. The eagle looked at the wolf and looked at the empty ring, showing dissatisfaction: "Ye Xiuwu has never come yet?"
"His Royal Highness, my opponent's shelf is a bit big." The bone-defaming son "Jiang Shaobai" smiled and hugged his arm.
"We will solve the battle with the fastest speed later."
Order of the Red Tiger Son.
"The subordinates understand." Jiang Shaobai was confident. Before the big event, he was already well-known, but he was far from the level of "Qianlong Bang" and "Young Phoenix Ranking", not to mention the veteran strong rivals.
Describe it in two words: Firefly and Haoyue.
now.
More than 5 million onlookers are underneath, and the Kyushu Tianjiao, who looked up at that time, is in front. The old powerhouses who used to hear the name will have a faster heartbeat next to them. They are all looking at themselves!
At this moment, he is the protagonist!
"Speaking of class, I really have to thank the big devil. If it weren't for him, how could I be so beautiful? Jie, after today's World War I, I will be more famous than them. Kyushu is the world of our party!"
Jiang Shaobai's heart beat faster and he was emotional.
time flies.
The scorching sun moved south. When Gao Xuan was in the air, some warriors could not wait and complained: "Why has Wu Ju not yet come? It should not be scared, don't you dare to appear?"
The voice did not fall.
A cry of exclamation sounded, pointing to the side of the floating water mirror, and shouted: "Look, look, Wu Ju is coming!"
"coming!"
"He finally appeared!"
Tens of thousands of shouts sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on the direction of the suspended water mirror. Under the eyes of everyone, Su Zhen carried his hands on his back and paced the sky like a tour garden, arriving at Budo Plaza.
Stand still.
Looking around, I found a lot of familiar figures, and my inner heart was slightly turbulent.
While he was watching the crowd, more than 10 million eyes were watching him, including Mo Cangqiang, Zhang Yulong and others, as well as Wu Lingtian, Emerald Son Ye Liuli, etc. They all looked at this one, and they were like Lei Guan'er when they first arrived at Haoran Academy The presence.
"very common."
"Yeah, the kind that was thrown into the crowd and turned around and forgot ... He is also a son? It is said that after the big event, the son fell two in total, all died in his hands, the party came out of the nest, I am afraid this The child is very powerful. "
"Wu Ju? I have no impression."
"I do not have either."
"Simply new Jin Tianjiao can't do this to him. Before the big event, he must have been a strong man. Later, depending on his fighting style, he might be able to find something." All of them were talking about the noise and focused his attention on him. .
In this way, no one can stand it.
Bone Deficiency Son 'Jiang Shaobai' strode forward step by step and said sharply: "Wu Ju, don't pretend to be here, today is your death! Remember, kill you 'Bone Deficiency Son, Jiang Shaobai'." "
His appearance really attracted some of his eyes.
"He is the one sent by the Protestant Party?"
"It looks terrible!"
"Isn't this just a skeleton spirit, he believes in a skeleton god? Hey, how do I feel that the name is familiar, he is the evil monk in Manzhou, blood sacrificed several towns to practice the 'Bone Demon Jiang Shaobai'? ! "
"Yes, it's him!"
"This guy is cruel, wicked and evil, and his hands are covered with mortal blood, but he is a criminal wanted by Manzhou, and he ran here to show his head? God, what the hell, this kind of guy can become a son, because he is not enough to kill people. how?"
After recognizing his identity, it was different from the shock that Jiang Shaobai envisioned. It was more of noise and boos. He heard his eyes green, fierce, and the facial features twisted.
"Dare to be bold and die!"
Jiang Shaobai shot out bravely, he had to suppress the boos with his strength, sackcloth swelled, and skyrocketed, his right hand stretched out like a paw, grabbing Su Zhen from the air, and as he moved, a pale skeleton came out in the air claw.
"Bone Bone Soul Claw."
Jiang Shaobai's move is his own Qigong, there is a black gas in the palm of his bones, and it is countless faces, twisted, screaming, crying, howling, crazy laugh, it is his blood sacrifice that mortals collect souls, practice Spell of the evil door.
This claw is extremely poisonous.
As soon as this claw came out, the audience suddenly became silent, and countless warriors were frightened.
In the face of this move, Su Zhen stood down with his hands down, the clouds were light and windy, and he stayed motionless and spit out a sentence: "I was still thinking, what if I play an innocent person, what should I do, see you this move I am relieved, you kind of thing, killing will only accumulate merit. "
Woo!
Bone claws close.
Su Zhen then raised his right arm, lifted the force from the ground, passed the leg, passed the waist, crossed the back, walked the arm, and blasted out from the fist—
boom!
The fist demonizes the demon bull and bumps into it.
"You, you can die." Su Zhen spit out these five words indifferently.