At the foot of the Wuge Shrine Mountain, countless people surrounded a man lying on the ground, covered in tattered clothes, and his flesh and blood were blurred. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 One of them was looking curiously, and suddenly his ears moved, as if he had heard something, and his face hesitated. Then he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the man lying on the ground, and his hands surged with spiritual power as he ran, as if he wanted to do something to the latter.

Most people were puzzled by his actions, but the man in green clothes flashed his eyes, and he also rushed after him, and said loudly: "Hugh has succeeded in murder." "That person's cultivation is obviously inferior to this divine horse man, and he was surpassed in one fell swoop.

"Senior Brother Wuye, this person is an outsider, I am not only for him but for the Martial Pavilion, after all, the news of today's incident will greatly weaken the reputation of the Martial Pavilion. Blocked by the Shenjun man, that is, Shui Wuye, the man's face was ugly, and he said with righteousness, hoping to force back the person in front of him.

"Hehe, Anping. Why do you say it so beautifully?For the sake of your master's status, you must have been abandoned, right?" Shui Wuye sneered and did not retreat.

The man known as Anping was pale, and he knew that he was abandoned, but he couldn't resist. Giving people a handle, he said coldly: "Shui Wuye, I respect you as a senior brother, so I am polite to you, don't think I'm afraid of you." "There's no way, although I know that I'm not an opponent, but for some people, I can only fight to the death.

"What are you? Even if Emperor Wu Wei comes in person, I dare to stop it. Okay, I'll discipline and discipline you for Emperor Wuwei. Shui Wuye said disdainfully.

The word slave deeply stabbed An Ping, and he roared angrily, and the golden spiritual power surged out, forming a spear, like a substance, and stabbed at Shui Wuye.

This move frightened the onlookers, who felt that there were a lot of them today. One person yelled at Na Anping: "Bold Anping, do you dare to take the initiative against my Shui Pavilion?

This person took out a three-foot Qingfeng from the Shukong Ring on his finger to fight against the golden spear transformed by Anping's spiritual power.

The sound of "bang" weapon friction is extremely harsh, that Anping's goal was originally Shui Wuye, who knew that another person would jump out, plus the other party used weapons, and his cultivation was stronger than him, he was unguarded and suffered a big loss. The spear was decapitated, and its body suddenly turned into a little starlight and dissipated.

Anping's spell was broken, and the power of the backlash was added, the whole person took five or six steps back, and suddenly vomited blood in his mouth, and the breath that had erupted in anger before suddenly withered, and suffered a heavy blow, looking at the person who was almost sneaking up on him, and roared in a low voice: "Shameless." ”

The man said disdainfully: "Hehe, wouldn't it be shameless for you to kill a person who has no power to resist?" This sentence made An Ping speechless, and then looked at Shui Wuye walking behind the man, getting closer and closer, he had a strong uneasiness in his heart, and his mouth trembled: "You.. What do you want to do? There is a rule in the martial arts pavilion that you can't kill the same.. People of the same clan, don't mess around!"

Shui Wuye looked at him calmly, and said indifferently: "Those who commit trouble should die." When the words fell, a hand like a divine jade stretched out, and the blue light flashed.

"No, my lord..."

"Stop.." Cries for help and angry shouts rang out one after another, but unfortunately it was too late. A blue beam of light shot at Anping, piercing directly through his chest, revealing a large hole. The latter's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that Shui Wuye really dared to kill him. According to the rules of the clan, those who kill the same clan will be punished with death. It's a pity that no matter what happened to Shui Wuye, he would never have a chance to see it, and his body slowly fell backwards, and his vitality was dim to the point of disappearing.

In the distance, a middle-aged man came quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the foot of the temple mountain, looking at the fallen corpse, he was stunned, grief-stricken and shouted "Ping'er" and rushed directly to Na Anping's side and picked up his body.

There was no sound all around, the crowd watched quietly, only a middle-aged man cried loudly.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man let go of An Ping, his face was distorted, and his voice, which was originally rough, actually became extremely sharp.

"Who was it? who killed my child?" he asked, but his eyes were like poisonous snakes staring at the water.

Shui Wuye glanced at him and said lightly: "What's the matter? All the minions are going to turn the sky upside down today?" Or do you think that this martial pavilion is covered by your master?"

The revenge of killing his son is not shared, this middle-aged man is the only seedling in Anping, he can't manage so much, he wants to kill Shui Wuye and avenge his son.

The breath gushed out, and the air surged. The crowd felt the pressure and kept retreating.

"An Jiannan, the father of Anping, is the realm of the Martial King's consummation, can the young master be able to defeat him?" Some people in the Water Pavilion were worried, in case they couldn't beat it, then An Jiannan was angry in his heart at this time, I was afraid that something big would happen, and some people saw the opportunity to hurry up and tell the people behind them. It doesn't matter if the father and son surnamed An die, if Shui Wuye has the slightest accident, I'm afraid that Shui Ge will go crazy.

"It seems that you also want to die, the Golden Pavilion can't discipline you, wait, I'll come to the Water Pavilion." Let you know what is the master and what is the servant!" Shui Wuye's face was always so dead, and the pressure of the Martial King's consummation failed to bring him the slightest discomfort.

An Jiannan's face was solemn, but he was concerned about revenge. He roared angrily, and a majestic spiritual power twice as big as An Ping's fury poured out, intending to fight quickly. Otherwise, when the Water Pavilion comes, he will have no hope of revenge.

The ten-zhang golden master came out of thin air, and he jumped to the head of the giant master. With his hands on the lion's head, he said with a cold face: "Water has no night, I can't beat you, but you will die today." The golden spiritual power in his body poured into the lion one by one along his hands. The godless lion's eyes burst into brilliant gold, and his body moved.

"Oh my God, it's actually the Golden Pavilion's Spirit Lion Method, it's an intermediate-level Dao Method, and there are few people under the Martial Monarch who can fully urge it. The crowd let out an exclamation.

"It's not a mark, this An Jiannan is only afraid of touching the sixth-order barrier. It's just that he still can't fully urge it, so he burns his own potential, and in a desperate and desperate way, he can barely unleash this intermediate Dao method. Someone chimed in.

Na An saw that Nan was on the head of the golden lion, bringing a violent storm. It's just that it didn't make Shui Wuye take a step back. The latter muttered, "If the Spirit Lion Magic Mark is to be used by the Sixth Order, I will really have to retreat." It's just.." The next moment, a strong aura erupted from his body, much thicker than An Jiannan. Obviously, the foundation is more solid than that.

Shui Wuye said loudly: "I will be an intermediate Dao method, but I will bully you too much." I'll just use the primary Dao method of the Water Pavilion. "Confidently a little conceited, but he still did it. The aqua blue spiritual power gushed out, and in front of him, a ten-foot, likely... Blue giant tortoise.

As soon as the giant turtle appeared, the golden lion pounced, and it happened to form the momentum of Mount Tai's topping, but Na'an saw that Nan was carried away by anger, and he didn't know how to dodge, and he commanded the lion to rush to the water without night.

There was a loud "boom", bringing up dust and dust. The ten-zhang long giant tortoise directly crushed the golden lion away. The dust cleared, and there was only a pile of minced meat underground, and An Jiannan was nowhere to be seen.

There were many people in the "hiss" crowd who gasped, and they didn't expect that Shui Wuye would actually kill An Jiannan, who was the Martial King, with just one move, and it was still that kind of miserable way.

"No night, you've passed. An eerie voice rang out. Outside the temple mountain, a white-clothed figure stood before landing on the ground.

"Hmph, just kill two minions, and you can't help but jump out?" A cold snort sounded, mixed with a coughing sound. The same is white, and his figure flickered, appearing in front of Shui Wuye's body, against the person who scolded the latter.

The crowd was staggered, and of course they knew the two old men who appeared, and they were second only to the Pavilion Master and the Pavilion Elder, Dongjin and Dongshui. Some people sighed in their hearts, Wu Ge is about to start a chaotic rhythm?

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