Martial God

He is the word of the Sayādaw, and it is like a hammer in the hearts of everyone. The most responsive of these is undoubtedly the Qilian double demon. Their eyes are full of self-confidence. Before they have yet to fight, the two of them are strong and have a little taste of the world, although they have a golden battle against the famous Dashen. It also shows a certain respect, but from their actions, they can fully feel the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the sacred king, the sacred god, the god, the throne, the sorcerer, the sacred world, the most powerful, the abandonment, the great Zhou, the royal family, the night god, the gods The throne seeks the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the martial arts, the martial arts, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest, the abandonment, the big, the royal family, the gods, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the world, the nine heavens Abandon the young Zhou Dynasty to their great confidence in the victory of this battle.

But after a fight, He Yiming’s turn of the day was awkward.

Although this land-based handprint stunned everyone, the ones who were most affected were undoubtedly the two of them. They were even killed on the spot if they were not protected by the best of the world.

However, their hearts are like Bi Shi, once again fighting the spirit and the Golden Battle. However, at this moment, I saw the limit of the use of the Golden Battle to display the power of the world, and the more obvious hegemony of He Yiming, and their hearts really had a despair.

What kind of opponents are they encountering, these two guys, are they still people? The flower of the Five Elements immediately turned around and shrouded the Qilian double magic. They leaned back against each other and had deep bitterness in their eyes."

The figure suddenly flashed, He Yiming has emerged from the ground, his face is still hanging a cold taunt. But at this time everyone saw a lot of deep fear in his eyes. Some people even thought about it. When they first met him, they still had a contemptuous heart. They suddenly slammed their heads and felt uneasy.

After seeing He Yiming, the face of Qilian’s double devils was slightly changed. The big devil immediately became a deep sigh. He said: “He respects adults, we admit defeat.”

He Yiming made a glimpse of it, and his heart could not help but feel a sense of crying and laughing.

Fan Shuo took a deep breath and his daylight gradually turned cold. He said: "Gao Xiong, Du Xiong, this time you are too much."

After all, he took a step forward, from his body, suddenly there was a boundless suffocation.

When the old man first met, he gave a good impression, just like a good gentleman.

However, when he really revealed the momentum that made everyone feel terrified, everyone remembered that the old man was not an ordinary person, he also had a strong identity of a sage.

"He brother, two small disciples offended, Fan Mou apologize to you. But Fan is now a little itchy, not as good as you and I." Fan Shuo said calmly.

In an instant, the air in the valley seems to solidify at this moment. This is not the power of the powerful Supreme, but the tremendous pressure from everyone's heart.

No one can think of it today, it will evolve into a battle of the Supreme People...

In the eyes of these people, there is also a strong excitement, and they can see the battle of the Sayādaw level. Such an opportunity is truly unique.

He Yiming looked at him stunnedly, and he poured a cold sigh. He did not hesitate, and there was no room for negotiation. He said: "I refuse."

There was a strange thought in his mind, and the old man was crazy. Such a proposal, as long as it is not an idiot, will certainly not accept it.

Fan Shuo laughed a few times and said: "Gao Xiong, this is the honorable person you invited from the Lingbi Hall. It will only bully the junior characters. If it is passed out, it is not a laugh."

Although his mouth is full of laughter, but there is no slight smile, in an instant, the vast majority of the face of the spirits of the temple are hot.

This time the competition, even if it is lost, even the gold battle is on the spot, it will not make them feel so embarrassed.

Qilian double demon is not a sacred person, but the Linglong Temple has sent a strange sage to compare with them. If this matter is really proclaimed, then the spirits hall will be saved step by step for thousands of years. The great reputation of Da Shen’s peak will fall apart overnight.

Gao Weiliang shook his head in a dignified manner, although his heart was also suspicious, and Zhang Zhongkai and the Golden Battle smashed a dog blood sprinkler. But I understand that at this time, I can't hesitate.

He slowly opened his mouth, and the clear voice spread far and wide, making everyone clear and audible: "Fan brother, you are wrong."

"Where is the old man wrong?" Fan Shuo said coldly.

Gao Weiliang’s eyes are like electricity, and his voice is like a knife: “He Yiming is from the three-flowered realm on the Tianchi in the northwest. He even has not yet formed the situation, how can he gather success.” His voice emblem is one. Dun, said: "Fan Xiong is not a long-term retreat, even his breath can not be distinguished?"

Although Gao Weiliang’s words were accompanied by a hint of irony and ridicule, it was this unbridled strength that made Fan Shuo hesitate.

If there is no absolute certainty, how can Gao Renliang be so fearless?

Fan Shuojing came to the heart and carefully sensed the breath from He Yiming's body. His face was more and more amazed. The feeling that this person gave him was indeed far from reaching the realm of the Sayādaw. Moreover, Fan Shuo himself did not believe in the bottom of his heart, and the Lingbi Hall would have made such a stupid thing.

Just, the other side's heart makes him difficult to let go.

The Golden Battle flew to the side of He Yiming, and the two stood side by side.

Facing Fan Shuo's gaze like a blade, the Golden Campaign was deeply stunned. "Fan Zunren adults, congratulations to the younger brothers and the younger generations from the northwest, the younger generations are guaranteed by their lives, and the brothers have not yet reached the realm of the Supreme." ”

Fan Shuo indulged in a moment, and the powerful arrogance in his eyes was unified. He suddenly asked: "Since he has not yet reached the realm of the Sayādaw, how can he apply the technique of drilling the earth."

In fact, in his heart, what I want to ask more is how He Yiming hit the incredible day. However, this kind of specific combat technique, even if it is him, can not open this mouth.

The Golden Campaign smiled slightly and said: "Fan Zun, the younger generation is also not a sacred person, but the younger generation also learned the Wanli leisure court.

Fan Shuo’s face is expressionless, but his voice is a bit questioned: “Jin Hyun-soo should understand that the practice of restlessness and earth-drilling is two completely different meanings. According to the old man’s knowledge, the ages Since then, there has been one person who has mastered the practice of Wanli’s leisure in the congenital realm.” Here, his eyes are also flashing a strange light, and He Yiming is also present, most people’s The same brilliance in the eyes, it can be seen that this matter is indeed widely spread.

Congenital realm, Wanli leisure...

He Yiming is very difficult to associate these two phrases together, and his thoughts flashed. He thought of the water candle. The old man is also at the end of his life, and he realized the true meaning of the power of the wind. But unfortunately, he did not survive. If he can break through to the front line, it will not become a similar legend.

Fan Shuo paused, the tone was a little bit aggravated, and there was a stern sternness: "But in the past, even the former Shinto powers have never heard of anyone who can master the ground in the realm of the sages." "His voice suddenly increased," said: "Golden Yin, you want to tell me that this talent of Mr. He has to go far beyond the predecessors of the past, is unprecedented, no one after The world's first?"

All the people were calm, and everyone’s eyes were condensed on the Golden Campaign.

However, his face is still calm and waveless. There is a firm color that cannot be said in his eyes. It seems that the other party’s strong questioning cannot make a slight wave in his heart.

A deep glimpse of Fan Shuo, the golden battle rang: "Fan Zun, the talent of the brothers on the martial arts, is really looking at the past and the present, the world is the first, no one can."

Fan Shuowei Ia, surrounded by the two sages of the Lingbi Hall, Zhang Zhongkai and Wei Zongjin, the rest of the people could not help but exchange a look, the atmosphere in the field is also suddenly strange.

Fan Shuo’s daylight turned cold and said: "How can I see it?"

The golden battle is very high-spirited, and his voice is Lang Lang: "He brothers are not yet full this year. I would like to ask Fan Zun, in the dynasties of the ages, whether anyone has achieved such success in his age.

Fan Shuo's face suddenly became stagnant, not only him, but even a few limited people who knew the inside story, it is not much better.

The dragon of the fire that He Yiming showed, as well as his technique of drilling the ground, shows that he is at least a master of the three-flower realm.

Although the master of this realm can not be compared with the Sayādaw, but when I think of his age, everyone's heart has a strange feeling.

In this feeling, there is envy, suspicion, admiration, jealousy, and even a strong sense of loss.

Fan Shuo looked at He Yiming deeply~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He whispered: "He...sir, dare to ask you this year."

He Yiming’s face showed a helpless smile, saying: “19. At this step, whether he is willing or not, he must tell the truth.

The muscles on Fan Shuo's face twitched a few times. He sighed and said: "The old man is very reckless, and he will be forgiven."

He Yiming’s heart was a glimpse of a grandiose, who would have bowed to him in front of everyone. This thing seems to be beautiful, but he just feels cold in his heart. In front of this old man, if it is not a true gentleman, it must be an unscrupulous traitor.

All the bystanders are also awkward, but the fact that He Yiming is not a sage is completely accepted.

At this age, they have already cultivated into the realm of Sanhua. Even such magical things are born, so what is unacceptable?

Fan Shuo waved his hand and said: "Today's test, we will give up this, we lost.

The gold battle double eyebrows pick one, suddenly said: "and slow..."