Doomed To Be A King

The genius remembers the address of the site for one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The sound of the piano and the sound of the clarinet contend, both of which are volatile, and at the same time it seems to sound the horn of battle.

The noble spirit began to pervade the heavens and the earth, and the Confucian and Taoist people shot, condensed into a sentence and attacked the disciples of Dawang Mountain.

And Xiao Yihan and others also fell into a violent state in an instant, and the spiritual power of the whole body was running to the extreme, and it was impossible to deal with each other. From the outsider's perspective, Dawang Mountain and Confucianism really seemed to have nothing in common with hatred.

For a time, the battle was endless, and above the void, the spiritual power rolled over and the space was shaken.

"Bu Dawangshan disciple formation method!"

Xiao Yihan's voice was cold, and suddenly came, all the disciples of Dawang Mountain were transformed at this moment, and they were instantly connected into one.

Confucianism and Taoism dispatched three full masters this time, and the rest were all good players. Their strength was extraordinary. The disciples of King Wangshan had a shallow foundation. They couldn’t be cheaper during the melee and could only compete with the formation.

"It's amazing, Dawang Mountain can already compete with Confucianism and Taoism!" Everyone who watched the battle sighed. The growth of Dawang Mountain was seen in the eyes of the whole God Realm. This speed is really chilling.

"This method is really marvelous. It can be glorious and harmless. It can consolidate everyone's spiritual power into a little offensive. If someone is injured, others will share his injury."

"Confucianism and Taoism are still too angry, and the intention to kill is not strong enough."

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There was a lot of discussion and comment from time to time.

But more people's eyes fell on Mo Daru who hadn't shot yet. He stood there calmly, with a trace of deep meaning in his eyes, as if hesitating.

After looking at the fighting scenes around him, he still sighed after all, his fingers stretched out slowly, and the noble righteousness began to condense in the void:

The catkins are light in wind and the pear flowers are fine in rain.

This sentence was formed, but the sky was suddenly blowing light breeze and drizzle.

This was an extremely beautiful scene. However, the rain was like ice thorns in the wind, flashing cold awns, permeable, and looming toward the disciples of Dawang Mountain!

However, just as the poem is about to dissipate into the void, the cold light suddenly shines, and a kitchen knife cuts through the sky, directly cutting the sentence from the middle, with no mood.

Mo Daru's fingers shook slightly, and his heart was surging.

"Hey, now the two of us haven't shot, it's better to watch them fight." Gan Bao looked at him, holding an ordinary kitchen knife in his hand, and said.

"You can cut the path of the law, little girl, you are very surprised." Mo Dayu looked at Gan Bao with a smile. "I also invite Dawangshan to be a guest in our Saint's Pavilion for a period of time. I will never hurt anything until I find out this matter. people!"

"Then there is no need to talk about it?" Gan Bao's chopper was in a row, and the attack was already set.

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At this time, the battle between the disciples of Dawang Mountain and the Confucian and Taoist people has become intensified. You come and go, and your body is covered with colors. Xiao Yihan drew a sword on a master, and he was also injured by a palm. The disciples of Dawangshan were shocked.

The injury was shared, which also caused injuries to all the disciples, but Confucian and Taoist people were not much better. Everyone also had knife wounds or sword wounds on their bodies, which looked very tragic.

Yun Hong was still attacking the stone madly. The whole person began to look pale due to the excessive blood loss. On the other hand, the stone was unscathed, and he persuaded him from time to time to make Yun Hong even more crazy.

The sound of Hongling's clarinet is still echoing, but compared with the initial murderous Bilu provoking the battle, her power is now greatly reduced. Obviously, she is just perfunctory, her beautiful eyes are watching the battlefield, her eyes flashing inexplicable colors.

"Stop it, this thing was not done by Dawang Mountain!" Just then, Luo Qingyin said.

Her complexion has become extremely red, her body has been trembling violently, as if enduring extremely painful things, the sweat is dripping, and the mind is forcibly stabilized.

Her voice was very subtle, but it was heard by Mo Dayu, and he said slightly, "Everyone stop!"

Along with his fall, the Confucianism and Taoism in the void are all those who surround the Confucianism and Taoism, like arms, pulling them.

"Mo Daru, just now the performance of Dawangshan disciple has explained everything, why should he stop?" Yun Hong could not help asking, his hatred still boiling.

Mo Daru looked at Luo Qingyin, but listened to Luo Qingyin and said: "Just now there was a problem with this song, the mood is completely opposite, even if I was repulsed."

She glanced at the stone and then said: "If it were not for him to stop in time, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"But it can't prove that this thing was not done by the people of Dawang Mountain!" Yun Hong is still not reluctant to spare, he desperately wants to get revenge, otherwise Nan'an is in his heart.

Mo Daru was silent, he gave everyone a glance, no matter whether he was a disciple of Dawang Mountain or a person of Confucianism and Taoism, the injuries on his body were not light. After all, when he reached this level, one move and one move was not a petty act. If you hit it again, it is very likely to die. By then, it will really be an endless situation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and Luo Qingyin's injury is even more serious. I want to play another Sacred Heart song for testing. impossible.

"Oh, otherwise, I will go with you, and the battle will be settled first..." At this moment, the stone scratched his head and smirked.

"No!" Dawangshan disciples almost vetoed in unison.

Xiao Yihan even said: "Our disciples at Dawangshan go together and retreat, but we never have the habit of taking hostages!"

"No no no, don't get me wrong! I can't be called a hostage!"

Stone waved his hands frantically, thought for a while, and then laughed: "It would be better if I were the messenger. If the so-called war between the two countries is not cut, let me go to the peace."

He looked at Dawangshan with a smirk, still stupid, but he was not stupid.

"I still can't do it!" Xiao Yihan shook his head without hesitation. "If we want to fight, we will never be afraid of Dawangshan!"

"That is, our Dawangshan disciples will not take the initiative to negotiate regardless of their identity!" Chu Xiaoyao also said.

Stone gave a clenched fist towards the disciple of Dawang Mountain, "Dear brothers and sisters, I only know that you are also concerned about me, but my life is very hard and I can't beat him at all."

"And the king did not say that, as much as possible, as much as possible, and..."

There was a hesitant look on his face, and he was a little embarrassed. He quickly scratched his head and quietly glanced at Luo Qingyin. "I think the girl played the song very nicely. I often hear..."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent, everyone's mouth was slightly opened, froze on the spot.

"Bull...bull!" There was someone in the crowd who couldn't help but exclaimed, and admired the stone.

At this time...this is...confession? !

(End of this chapter)