Martial God

The old man’s face was calm and waveless, but what he said from his mouth was a chill of coldness.

"If you don't want to, then the old man has to do it for him."

He Yiming was very angry and laughed. However, he had not waited for him to speak. Chu Arthur State and Baihuan took the initiative to take the initiative.

I don't know if they agreed in advance. In short, when he lifted his feet and walked over, until the moment he stood behind He Yiming, the two movements were uniform and even awkward.

The old man’s eyes changed immediately. He couldn’t think of it beforehand. These two masters of the five-powered dynasty that made him jealous would not hesitate to support He Yiming with practical actions.

Although He Yiming claims to be the youngest sage in the world, the youngest sentence has a meaning, that is, its own cultivation is limited.

For the first generation of the royal family to follow the country to fight the world's holy tiger, the old man does not mind offending He Yiming.

But if you add two top sages of the five-powered dynasty, then even if he is, he can't bear such serious consequences.

The white horse suddenly snorted, and He Yiming was slightly stunned. The longer he and the white horse get along, the more they have a sense of spiritual connection. So after listening to the sound of the white horse, his brow immediately wrinkled.

After a while, He Yiming returned, Lang said: "Hello, the white horse underneath wants to fight with the colorful tigers of your door. I don't know what you think."

The old man’s eyes were bright, and he had not waited for him to reply. The giant tiger behind him responded with his own low voice.

The old man looked at the 7-eyed giant tiger, and the huge tiger eyes were full of confidence. He nodded slowly and said: "Since the brothers proposed this, let them solve the two sacred beasts themselves."

When I said this, the old man also had a feeling of relief.

He is full of confidence in the Holy Tiger. This holy tiger has been advanced to the Holy Beasts thousands of years ago. Today's strength is even more powerful. Even if you are against it, you may not be able to gain the upper hand. Therefore, the method proposed by He Yiming is undoubtedly the best solution.

The old man stepped back and said: "The crowd, in the 30 miles of the city, there is a huge valley, which is a good place to fight between the Sayādaw. If you don't want to give up, you may wish to take a look."

I heard that there was a confrontation between the two holy beasts. Among them, the sacred tigers, which had a thousand years of fame, all of them suddenly moved.

The scorpion scorpion whispered and turned, and the huge body was as flexible as a kitten at this moment. The foot pad under the foot was gently pressed, and suddenly it jumped out of the sensation like a wind, and passed through the whole moment. The palace ran towards the distance.

The old man smiled proudly and said: "The public, the old man took a step."

He made a white light on him, took him into it, and then ran away.

Chu Artemisia and He Yiming looked at each other. He laughed and laughed. The black light transformed by the dragon whip also rolled him up and chased him toward the old man.

Seeing him chasing away from the air, three people have the most complicated mood.

When Yu Mufei was young, he traveled alongside Chu Artemisia, but after a hundred years, he was still in the top of the three flowers, and Chu Artemisia was already a step ahead and became a free-flying person in the void. Qi Chao Yuan Zun.

At this time, the loss in his heart is really not known to outsiders.

The Qilian double devils are fortunate. They first met Chu Artemisia and the three men fought. Although the two of them know that they are not the enemy of Chu Artemisia. However, it has always been thought that Chu Arthurium is just a gathering of the top talents.

If he knew that he was a five-powered person, then the two of them were afraid that they would not have the confidence to do it.

He Yiming laughed a long time, he gently patted the horseback, then turned over the horse, and he followed the direction of the one person and the tiger to leave.

However, his laughter came to an abrupt end, and even the white horse thunder that had lifted the front hoof was all round and seven eyes, and looked at the sky.

Their strangeness was immediately seen in the eyes of everyone, and they all followed their eyes and looked at the scoop to see a colorful light in the sky. The original hundred and eight have been chased by the light of the colorful gods.

After a half-sound, it seems that He Yiming and Baima Leidian, who had settled in the body, calmed down and looked at each other. They felt that a chill had inexplicably spread from the bottom of my heart.

It’s not surprising that one hundred and eight will fly.

However, where did the colorful lights of the hundred and eight weeks come from?

If they don't see this scene with their own eyes, then killing them will not believe that one hundred and eight will actually fly away from this place in this way.

The rest of the people are secretly talking about it, and the colorful colors are so beautiful. What is this special practice?

However, in their hearts, they have long recognized the identity of the 100-year-old sage, so it is natural to feel that there is nothing strange about it.

He Yiming took a deep breath and pressed the strange feeling in his heart, then gently pinched his feet.

The white horse thunder and lightning was immediately the heart of the gods, re-opened the front hoof and ran towards the distance.

However, under the deliberate control of He Yiming, its degree has remained at a very stable level, and it has not been displayed to the height of the limit.

As they left, all the sages couldn’t wait to follow.

Only Huo Dongcheng outside the carriage looked at everyone with envious eyes.

After this scene of today, his little heart was greatly stimulated. Knowing that only the strength of the ranks of the Sayādaw can be recognized by these people.

Since then, he has devoted himself to the cultivation of martial arts, and has never slacked off.

On the two sides of the valley, the walls are strong and unattainable. Within the valley, the terrain is flat, but there are more than a dozen large pits.

Everyone just needs to take a look and know how these things are happening.

Only the bombardment of the Sayādaw can easily create such traces. It can be seen that this place is indeed the place where the sages of the Dashen royal family used to practice war skills or contests.

The sable tiger has long been waiting here for a long time. It looks at the white horse's eyes and even has a hint of jealousy.

This point is not visible to others, but as the old man who communicates with the sacred tiger in the royal family, he is well aware. However, what puzzles him is why the sacred tigers care so much about the sacred beast that they have never heard of.

He Yiming got off the horse and gently patted the horseback. The eyes of the man looked at it. In this s·1, He Yiming can even feel that he and the white horse are undergoing some degree of communication. Moreover, White Horse vowed to assure him that he would be able to beat the arrogant sacred tiger.

Between the swaying bodies, everyone has flew away, even those who have arrived later. They left enough space for the two sacred beasts.

The huge snoring once again came out of the mouth of the sacred tiger, but this time it was not just a huge voice, but also accompanied by a powerful attack power.

The blue light was sprayed from the mouth of the giant tiger, forming a powerful wind blade in front of its eyes. The whirlwind of "whistling" in the air flew toward the white horse.

The white horse spread out four hooves and rushed straight ahead.

Everyone's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and the white horse turned out to be so unscrupulous. Why didn't he know the horror of the Tiger Blade?

Just when everyone was inexplicable, White Horse had come to the edge of the wind blade.

Seeing that the wind blade and the white horse will collide, however, at this moment, everyone only feels that it seems to have taken a moment, then the white horse appears behind the wind blade, and continues to rush toward the sable tiger.

Everyone, including He Yiming, has widened his eyes, and some of them are faint. The white horse must have been in the s1, which is about to pick up the light wind blade. In an incredible way, he suddenly flashed the wind blade and returned to the original route.

However, the degree of White Horse is too fast, and it is almost impossible to see clearly with the eyes of everyone.

In an instant, even the old man looked at the white horse.

This degree, as long as it does not want to be hit by people, then there is something that can hit it.

The wind blade in the distance suddenly paused, and then returned to the original road with a faster degree.

The more the eyes of the sages are brighter, the power of the sacred tigers is out of their expectations.

Perhaps its degree is as exaggerated as that of a white horse, but as a holy beast that has become famous for thousands of years, its control over infuriating has reached an extremely powerful state."

Even if it is a wind blade that is isolated from the body, it can still be controlled by it, even changing direction during the journey.

What's even more amazing is that when the wind blade began to fly back, there was no sound at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was like an assassin hiding in the dark, and suddenly a fatal blow came out.

At this point, everyone understands that the loud noise of the original wind blade is simply that it is intentional.

In this way, most people's hearts are faintly cold, and the wisdom of this holy tiger can definitely be called the flow of old tyrants.

The pure white horse seems to have nothing to do with it. It rushes to the sacred tiger with no urgency, and reveals a row of white and clean teeth in the cracked drink.

The sable tiger also opened its mouth, and the teeth in its mouth were sharper than the other side - in the light of the sun, there was even a bright glow.

In its eyes, there is a hint of concealed color, because in the s·1 that the two beasts are about to formally confront each other, the wind blade has come silently behind the white horse.

Just when everyone thought that the white horse was about to suffer big losses, the white light seemed to flash, and the white horse suddenly disappeared into the eyes of everyone, and the wind blade was the result of the residual image left by the white horse. After scribbling through the past, there is a most intimate encounter with the open-minded sacred tiger.