Anyway, tonight, the mood of the day is chaotic.

Even if you are an immortal cultivator, you are not omnipotent and omniscient.

Although they can walk on water during the day, like the children of God, to be honest, even if it was not so unusual in the previous world, many magicians can do it, but they are still mortals.

It is ironic that mortals cannot be omniscient and omnipotent, and this is the difference between man and God.

Of course, the day has long been a religion in the last life, and in those ancient books that the world flocks to, the power of the gods is not so powerful.

There's also the possibility that the damn God doesn't care about you at all.

Again, it's ironic that God doesn't care about you!!

The grumbling Bai Tian beckoned to recall the brother's sword and demon sword, which he did not hang on his waist, but directly put it into the storage bag.

Walking out of the Yunshan Inn, a white lark hovered overhead.

The streets were full of people, and he slapped the storage bag, and from the storage bag flew out an unsheathed sword, which was the Phantom Sakura Sword obtained from the Yan clan, the blade of which exuded pink, dreamlike mist, like the steam of a volcano.

As soon as his thoughts moved, the pink mist wrapped around his body, and after his body rolled, his appearance, figure, and clothes all changed, and the pink Phantom Sakura Sword also became ordinary.

Speaking of the Phantom Sakura Sword,Pink also has special effects.,It's really a bit of a mother.,It's not an ordinary mother.,But there's no way.,The effect is here.。

The appearance of this is a piece of garbage in the memory of the day, a piece of garbage that has just died.

The white lark landed on his shoulder, revealing a puzzled look, "I can't tell you what you look like, thanks to my sensitive nose, do you know that the nose of a bird is almost as smart as a dog." ”

"I don't know, it's just a relatively high-end trick, don't care. Daylight couldn't tell if the lark was joking, so he asked, "Did I let you find the person I asked you to find?"

"Follow me. "The white lark flew into the sky to lead the way.

Daytime watched the white lark in the sky turn a little white, blend into the vast night, and follow with his steps......

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The headquarters of the Martial Arts Association is located in the Moon Wheel Lake on the Apocalypse Mountain, which is a lake in the mountains, an island in the lake, and a city in the island.

The calm surface of the lake reflects the brilliance of the city, like a pool of colorful bubbles.

There are all kinds of facilities on the island in the lake, such as shops, noodle shops, bookstalls, grocery stores, blacksmith shops, martial arts halls run by martial artists of various genres, and weapons shops.

There are also comedian actors similar to the previous world performing performance art on the streets, a multi-person sport————

Stacking Arhats.

Plaques of light can be seen everywhere in the streets, the world has developed psionic energy, and discarded spiritual stone scraps provide light to the entire city.

Under those lights, there was a constant flow of people, and it was already late at night, most of them were relief shops that provided massages to martial artists, and there were also bright lights open for men.

In the eyes of daylight, there is no difference between the two, and in the language of harmony, this is a happy cave.

It is better to say that the Martial Arts Association is a force, but it is a country, a country of people who practice martial arts all over the world.

The headquarters of the Martial Arts Association, located in the center of the island, is a sprawling, eight-storey building built entirely of fine wood, with the top floor resembling the wings of an eagle and an ancient mansion, with columns carved with delicate patterns at the entrance.

The skilled craftsmen of Fujun City have built it into a landmark building with a unique style, a high-rise building in the lake.

The Martial Arts Association includes most of the martial artists in Fujun City, and it is heavily guarded, and if you want to break through, you will undoubtedly throw yourself into a dead end.

At this time, on the seventh floor of the Martial Arts Association, Xu Xin limped towards one of his subordinates, and with every step, there would be a crunching sound of metal rubbing.

The metal prosthetic leg allowed him to walk again, but the posture and sound made him unbearable, and no matter how good and delicate the craftsmen made it, it was not as good as his original clothes.

Xu Xin's slitted eyes exuded coldness, and he picked up a mace on the weapon rack, swung it and smashed it down, hitting the leg of the subordinate.

With a heart-rending howl, the knees of his martial artists were shattered by maces, and the bone stubble stood out.

"What kind of eyes are you, who made you look at my legs. Xu Xin's mace pointed at his wailing men.

It wasn't for any serious reason, but he felt that the eyes of this subordinate were despising him.

The reason why he did this was because Xu Xin knew that this subordinate was alone in Fujun City, and even if he was killed, there would be no consequences.

Even if I am missing a leg, I am still the vice president of the Martial Arts Association, Xu Xin thought.

He felt very relieved, these men saw that he was missing a leg, and there was a lack of fear in their eyes, and he did not allow this to happen.

He is the master of the Heavenly Seal Martial Sect, and even if he breaks a leg, he is also the existence that this group of miscellaneous soldiers looks up to.

Damn, even if he is missing a leg, the more Xu Xin thinks about it, the more hideous his face becomes, and he hates the person who broke his legs.

Even if there is no evidence, he has to vent, and everyone who helps that person will die, just like the little girl in the restaurant.

Amid the wailing, Xu Xin sat back in his seat, his eyes gloomy and empty, as if he was planning some trick.

He thought in his heart that he wanted to take revenge in the most painful way and put that immortal cultivator to death.

As he was immersed in his fantasy, the black iron door at the end of the room, lined with rivets, opened.

A bald-headed burly martial artist walked in, first at the man clutching his knees and wailing, and then at the blood-stained murder weapon on the side.

Finally, his eyes locked on Xu Xin, and he frowned: "Brother Xu, if you keep treating your subordinates like this, there will be no one to work for you." ”

"The black fist is very strong. Xu Xin saw the person who came in, pointed to his subordinates with broken legs and said, "Brother Mo and I are going to have an important conversation, if you dare to say anything, I will kill you." ”

The subordinates immediately shut up, even if the broken leg pierced the heart, they couldn't hold back their silence in order to save their lives.

It's just a bully to the home.

Xu Xin was very satisfied with the performance of his subordinates, limped down from his seat, came to the black fist Mo Dazhuang, and then said with a smile: "There is no one to work for me in the first place, and my vice president will step down in a few days, and then the association will be Brother Mo." ”

Mo Dazhuang's face was calm, but he also understood Xu Xin's voice, and replied: "Brother Xu, I didn't want to be this vice president in the first place, and it was my turn to ask for the Moon Sword Lord's life or death to be inappropriate." ”

Xu Xin waved his hand and said impatiently: "It's useless to talk too much, this is what the elder will mean, and I, a cripple, will also be a shame for the association to stand in this position." ”

Mo Dazhuang said: "Brother Xu is laughing, you are the master of the Tianyin Martial Sect, even if you don't sit in this position, in Fujun City, you are also a well-known big man in the Martial Arts Association." ”

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