Daming: At the beginning, the big snow dragon rides to create a martial arts court

Zhu Qiyu looked at Wu Yan beside him.

Some members of the Mongolian Yuan Mission looked at Wu Yan, their breathing almost stagnated, their eyes staring blankly as if they had lost their minds.

nice!

So beautiful!

Someone muttered to themselves.

Fang Yeyu's pupils shrank. He thought that he had seen enough beauties and poured enough beauties into his arms, but when he saw this, all the beauties he had seen before suddenly paled.. …

Under her background, those women are like weeds and dead branches beside the peony flowers, there is no need to take a look at them.

"This woman! How nice it would be if it were mine!"

A strong desire rose in Fang Yeyu's heart.

She has a shocking face, delicate facial features that seem to be carved, and she feels like a flower in full bloom.

This woman seems to have a kind of natural charm and coquettishness. When I look at it, my heart beats violently. It seems that it has touched a certain string of desire in my heart and aroused my desire to possess her!

It's just that although every move is full of infinite charm, it looks extremely dignified, with a holy and inviolable charm, which can actually increase the man's desire to conquer.

Pure, absolutely beautiful, but also makes people want to live.

This is a super stunner.

"Meiniang, I don't like his eyes." Zhu Qiyu ordered lightly.

"My concubine understands."

Wu Yan stood up gracefully.

"Yeyu, be careful!"

Pang Ban's lips twitched, and the sound came to his ears. He didn't think Zhu Qiyu sent a seemingly weak woman.

"Are you ready?"

Wu Yan looked at Fang Yeyu indifferently, this kind of indifferent eyes as if looking at a dead person poured down like a pot of cold water, making him feel cold all over.

The wind is blowing!

Fang Yeyu's heart was full of warning signs, and he felt that the boundless air cover was pressing on him, and the powerful air field enveloped him.

2.1 At this moment, he had a feeling that what he was facing was not a seemingly weak woman, but a nine-tailed fox.

Mythical beasts!

Do mortals have a chance of winning in the face of divine beasts?

Immediately, the sense of danger in his heart was raised to an unprecedented level!

Danger!

all of a sudden.

The zhenqi all over him exploded, his clothes bulged, his legs and feet muscles swelled, and his trouser legs exploded into pieces with a few bangs, and the muscles on his calves could be seen tangled like steel bars, bouncing and shaking.

boom!

retreat!

retreat!

retreat!

The reaction brought by the feet was not used as an offense, but a retreat!

With one step back, he has retreated twenty feet.

The air was squeezed hard by his body, and the clothes rubbed against the air, and it burned directly.

Chapter 121 Sparks of fire!

retreat!

retreat!

retreat!

The feeling of extreme danger told Fang Yeyu to avoid the edge and look for opportunities again!

Stepping on his feet repeatedly, his true energy surged wildly, and he had retreated a hundred meters away in an instant.

At this time, his pupils constricted sharply, and his face trembled violently from the blowing air.

Directly into the airflow that exploded all over the sky.

A palm with five fingers light white, white and tender like mutton fat jade, like a work of art, followed the owner across a hundred meters.

call!

The air flow was like a knife, blowing across his body.

It looks slow, but it's actually incredibly fast!

This palm!

Fang Yeyu suddenly had a feeling that this seemed to be the feeling of those who had been defeated by him facing him.

Powerless!

despair!

The air is crying and howling, and the wind is blowing, like a tornado, sweeping a radius of ten feet.

"I don't want to die!"

Fang Yeyu roared in his heart, his eyes turned red instantly, all the true energy in his body burst out at once, and the negative emotions were expelled from his mind at once.

then.

The three halberds between his palms protruded out like a long dragon, tearing out a violent wind.

In the violent earthquake, the tip of the halberd pulled out scorching air waves 26 like falling meteorites, sparks splashed in all directions, and two black traces were pulled out in the air.

It was as if the space was broken open by the tip of the halberd!

At this moment, Fang Yeyu felt that Pang Ban taught him a big step forward in understanding everything he had learned.

This halberd showed that his martial arts cultivation was strong, and he was worthy of being an almost invincible existence that swept away many young warriors.

boom!

Before he felt the joy of his epiphany in martial arts, a sharp pain came from his arms, and then he lost feeling in both arms. The halberd that he showed all his martial arts cultivation seemed to be a joke under this palm.

All the struggle, the explosion.

It was all smoothed out by this palm.

"Wow!"

The blood spurted out, the tiger's mouth was torn apart, and the two halberds came out from his hands. Wu Li's palm was printed on Fang Yeyu's chest, and the protective zhenqi shield was shattered in an instant.

boom!

The palm was firmly printed on his chest.

The terrifying gangster shook like a bolt from the blue.

The whole platform shook violently.

Fang Yeyu's legs sank into the high platform, the wooden board exploded, and countless fragments exploded in all directions under the huge shock.

Dead!

The high-spirited Fang Yeyu, who seemed to be the invincible Fang Yeyu of the younger generation, is now a dead dog.

Everyone in the Mongolian Yuan Mission couldn't believe their eyes.

Fang Yeyu's strength is well known, even if someone had the idea that he might lose at a certain moment, they would laugh at him for thinking wildly.

But now, he lost so badly.

It's just one move!

Seriously injured and dying!

The opponent was a beautiful woman who looked younger than him.

The so-called invincibility accumulated has become a joke.

Also dancing first, is a huge shame.

The Mongolian Yuan Mission originally counted on Fang Yeyu to wash away this huge shame.

Looking at it now, it looks like someone stomped on her face and was beaten by someone.

There was a crackling sound.

Don't you guys want to experience Daming's martial arts?

I have seen it now.

satisfied?

slap~~

Fang Yeyu was still alive, his body moved slightly, and his eyeballs fell off with a snap.

Only this one battle, he became a blind man.

But the Mongolian mission saw that a proud son of heaven was deposed, but they couldn't protest.

Whether it is superior or inferior, it is also life and death!

This is what Fang Yeyu said.

"Your Majesty, my concubine fulfills her mission!"

Wu Yanjue's beautiful face was as calm as if he had just moved a few steps.

Even the ministers of the Ming Dynasty may not be less shocked than the members of the Mongolian Yuan Mission at the moment.

Almost all of them knew about Wu Yan's existence, but they didn't know that this woman who looked extremely beautiful, like a fairy descended to earth, was so powerful that it was unbelievable!

At such a young age, he defeated Fang Yeyu in one move.

　"Win! Win! Only one move!"

The people watching cheered like a frenzy, and a wave washed away the white clouds in the sky.

"I knew it! Fang Yeyu is nothing! She's just someone who sits in a well and watches the sky!"

"Hahaha, what a piece of shit Fang Yeyu, aren't you arrogant? Get up!"

"Do you really think that I have no one in Ming Dynasty? I just don't want to be as knowledgeable as you, are you still working hard?"

"Go back to Meng Yuan's small well and become the king, Daming is not a place for you to show off!"

Tens of thousands of people reveled, Fang Yeyu stepped down from the ring before, and the humiliation of not meeting an opponent disappeared at this moment, and he let out a big sigh of relief.

"Da Ming is invincible!"

I don't know who shouted.

Someone echoed and shouted: "Da Ming is invincible!"

This time, it seemed that some kind of fuse was lit, and the people became even more excited.

"Da Ming is invincible!"

"Da Ming is invincible!"

"Da Ming is invincible!"

One, two...ten...

More and more people are alpine.

There was a father who put his son on his shoulders, a thick and immature voice mixed: "Da Ming is invincible!"

There are husbands and wives clasping their hands, a mixture of vigor and crispness: "Da Ming is invincible!"