"Mr. Twelve didn't come?"

General Xu Shi didn't know if Huo Xuan didn't come, or what he was doing in secret, so as to affect this duel, no one would be optimistic about Ning Que, Dong Xuan was at the peak of martial arts, and he would definitely lose.

"The mountains are in Yanming Lake, he will definitely come."

Mr. Er has a full understanding of the temperament of his twelve junior brothers, and in the past three months, Huo Huan and Moshan have been inseparable and live a nourishing life.

But why did Mu Yu look at him with resentment, Jun Mo asked Huo Huan, and Huo Huan told him that his spring was coming, and the iron tree should bloom.

Jun Mo couldn't understand that it was the law of nature that spring went to winter, and his spring and winter would come as scheduled, how could the iron tree bloom, unless a great cultivator intervened.

I can't figure it out, naturally I don't want to, since Mo Shanshan came to the back mountain of the academy, Huo Yun doesn't like to play with them anymore, he doesn't fight, he doesn't eat together, Jun Mo doesn't understand what he is thinking.

"It's not necessarily a good thing that Mr. Twelve is here."

General Xu Shida complained faintly, the master is not in the Tang Kingdom, no one can control the disciples of the academy, Xiahou is no longer the general of Zhenbei, and the disciples of the academy intervening in this competition is not considered to be interfering in the government affairs.

Xu Shi has an invincible Wang Jingluo next to him, it is not enough for Mr. Twelve to plug his teeth, it would be good if he could stop Mr. Two, Mr. Twelve let other cultivators deal with it,

"General Xu Shida, don't worry, Xiao Twelve is the most protective person."

Jun Mo took the opportunity to mend the knife, what is it to respect the old and love the young, his seniority is high, higher than General Xu Shi, Jun Mo didn't plan to do it, just stand here and stop the young people.

"He's coming."

General Xu Shida's eyes were staring into the distance, and when he met Mr. Twelve for the first time, his cognition of Huo Yu was completely refreshed, how could a saint like Mr. Twelve abuse the foal.

Huo Yun rode a foal, the foal stepped on the snow, leaving no trace, the height of the foal was only about one meter five, Huo Yun sat on it, it was extremely weird.

The foal's snow-like mane shone like a starlight, and as it walked, its eyes were very agile, as if it was thinking alone about how to choose a better way to walk.

Huo Yun held a blue spear in his hand, like a white-robed general, heroic and sassy, and walked out of the painting, but the horse was a little small.

"Little Twelve, when will you get a good horse?"

Jun Mo looked at it, and the foal under Huo Yun's crotch gave him a special feeling, as if this foal did not exist, but it was indeed standing there.

Ning Que's big black horse is also quite spiritual, but compared with Huo Yun's horse, it is more than one level behind, and Jun Mo senses the threat from the foal.

"There's something weird about this horse."

General Xu Shi has seen so many horses, but the little white horse under Huo Yu's crotch is unheard of, a horse can make him feel fear, he is General Xu Shi.

"Xiaoshanshan, did you miss me?"

Huo Yun rode the foal to Mo Shanshan's side, threw the thousand machine guns in his hand, inserted them into the ice and snow, jumped from the foal, and winked at Mo Shanshan.

"Brother Huo, where did you find the foal?"

Mo Shanshan curiously stroked the mane of the foal, the touch of this horse is not the same as that of ordinary horses, there is no hairy texture to touch, but as smooth as flowing water.

"This is the war horse I have raised for a long time, I will show you its style later, and I have to rely on it today."

Huo Yun grabbed Mo Shanshan's palm, what is there to touch about the foal, he came over so early, of course, he wanted to stay with Mo Shanshan for a while, and the battle of Yanming Lake was about to begin.

"Husband, just tell me!"

The bookworm girl hugged Huo Huan's arm, staring at him with watery eyes, Mo Shanshan was coquettish, how could Huo Huan resist it, there were too many people in Yanming Lake, and it was not suitable to do something bad.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Huo Yun pinched Mo Shanshan's cheek, this little goblin was coquettish, more powerful than the nine-tailed fox.

"Shanshan, do you remember what I told you about my other way of cultivating?"

"Vindictive."

"That's right, the Dou Qi Gong and Fighting Skills are divided into four grades, Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, and they are divided into high, medium and low levels."

"The three thousand thunder movements that Brother Huo taught me are ground-level primary fighting skills."

In the past three months, the bookworm girl has been tired of Huo Yun every day, and she has never been lazy, she has practiced the first realm of three thousand thunderbolts to a small success, and self-protection is not a problem.

"That's right, I once got a Heaven Rank Advanced Fighting Technique, called Dou Qi Transformation Horse, after a long time of Dou Qi gestation, it was finally hatched yesterday."

Huo Yun pointed to the foal, this thing is a fighting horse, a divine horse that can make the Doudi strong unable to catch up, although this horse is still small, but the speed is comparable to no distance.

It seems that he doesn't need to repair the distance anymore, with this divine horse, who can surpass him, when to compare with the senior brother, to see whose speed is faster.

"No wonder I don't feel it when I touch it."

Mo Shanshan said, this horse is composed of energy, how can it have the texture of a horse, the high-level fighting skills of the heavenly level, it sounds very powerful, and she also wants to go up and sit.

"You girl, isn't mine yours, when Ning Que and Xiahou finish the duel, I'll take you for a ride."

Huo Yu doted on the bookworm girl's hair, Ning Que and Xia Hou had already entered, this duel was finally about to begin, and there were two extremely powerful breaths in the distance, which were approaching Yanming Lake at high speed.

"Brother Huo, you go first, I'm here."

Mo Shanshan took away the warmth in her eyes, and the cultivation of knowing her fate to the upper realm completely broke out at this moment, and in less than a year, she actually went from breaking into knowing her fate and rising to the upper realm of knowing her fate.

Such a terrifying cultivation speed is simply outrageously fast, Ning Que is a scumbag compared to a fool, Huo Yun picked up the blue spear and rode slowly towards the forest.

"The academy has picked up a peerless treasure this time!"

Xu Shida realm glanced at Wang Jingluo, you, who are known as invincible below knowing your fate, are indeed only invincible below your fate, and you can't break your fate.

When Wang Jingluo was at the peak of the cave, the bookworm girl was only in the upper realm of the cave, it is estimated that Wang Jingluo did not take the three idiots in the world in his heart, and now it has only been a few months, and he knows his fate in the upper realm, or is he a rune master.

"General, I've been hit."

Wang Jingluo stared at the beautiful shadow with a wry smile, his cultivation is in the hands of others, I am afraid that he can't even stop a move, General Xu Shi brought him here to help stop everyone in the academy.

"The old man made a mistake, Mr. Twelve can't deal with common sense, and neither can the Moshan Lord he likes."

General Xu Shida stopped, he had no ability to stop it, the terrifying strength of the academy, if he really wanted to interfere in politics and raise the power of the Tang Kingdom, he would not be able to stop the pace of the academy.

Master Yan Se is deceased, and Ning Que, the master of the Shocking God Array, is also a disciple of the back mountain of the academy, in addition, the imperial brother Master Huang Yang, the national teacher, etc., do not have the ability to compete with the academy.

Huo Yu alone overwhelmed them, plus the bookworm who knew his fate, and the two rune masters set up the formation, who could stop it.

"The general is too worried, and the little twelve ambitions are not in the court, but they are just more short-sighted."

Jun Mo knew Huo Yun's goal, and like the little uncle back then, he drew his sword to the sky, and he and his master planned to keep Haotian in the world and defeat the only true god in the Haotian world.

Senior Brother knows about this matter, although Jun Mo is not involved, he knows more or less, and his respect for Huo Yun is second only to the original junior uncle.

A person who wants to fight the heavens will care about the Tang Kingdom, General Xu Shida's vision is no longer at the same level as them, and the disciples taught by the master are like this.

"There's going to be war."

I don't know if Xu Shi listened, his eyes turned to the center of Yanming Lake, where there were two people standing, one was the former general of Zhenbei, the bright light armor was glowing with golden light, and the black spear was stuck obliquely on the ground.

The other man was holding a longbow in his hand, throwing more than a dozen long arrows at his feet, and carrying a simple knife behind him, this outfit did not look like a cultivator, but more like a soldier who participated in the war.

"Xiahou, today I want to comfort the souls of the lonely souls who died tragically in General Xuanwei's Mansion with your blood."

Ning Que thief has the confidence to be, just a Xiahou, if he wants to kill him in a minute, the world is not optimistic about him, today he will use Xiahou's death to slap the face of the world.

"I am Xiahou, surnamed Xia, in the future, I will create the surname of Xiahou in my name, and I will live forever in the world."

"Come on, let me see how you have grown in the past sixteen years."

Xia Hou held the black spear, a person in his realm can already sense the danger and perceive the time limit, just like the original Master Yan Se, who also has to accept Ning Que as a disciple and inherit his talismans.

Just stepped into Yanming Lake today, Xia Hou's feeling was very strong, as if it was a return to the light, he seemed to die here today, in the hands of Ning Que.

Otherwise, he would not have said that he would live forever in the world, instead of Ning Que would die, Haotian finally saw the remnants of his Demon Sect who were still breathing, and he was finally going to return to heaven and earth.

"Huh."

Ning Que took out a Yuan Thirteen arrow, took a bow and shot the arrow in one go, the long arrow ignored the distance, and came to Xiahou in an instant, he was not Huo Huan, otherwise this arrow would cross the distance and be directly inserted into Xiahou's heart.

The strength of the Yuan Thirteen Arrows lies in the people who shoot the arrows, Ning Lack is not strong, so he can only lock Xiahou, and cannot let the Yuan Thirteen Arrows shoot directly into Xiahou's breath.

Just like a foot in front of Liu Bai's body, it is a world that belongs to them, without the power to break the taboo, the Yuan Thirteen Arrows who can ignore the distance cannot step into their world, they can only penetrate it from the outside.

"Haha, come again."

Xia Hou picked up the spear and waved it casually, hitting Ning Que's Yuan Thirteen Arrows, letting it slash through his side, as long as that arrow didn't hit him, everything became easy.

"Hmmm. Swish. ”

Two Yuan Thirteen arrows came from a distance, one left and one right rushed towards Xiahou, Xiahou still swept away one arrow with one shot, and then turned slightly sideways and dodged the other Yuan Thirteen arrow.

These arrows may be able to play a huge role against people who have just entered the fate, but who is Xiahou? He is the pinnacle of martial arts who has experienced a hundred battles, and he has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time.

"Boom."

Three arrows were shot out in a row, a smile hung on the corner of Ning Que's mouth, and the sense of crisis in Xia Hou's heart became very strong, and he clearly felt that the three arrows were just passing by him.

The three Yuan Thirteen arrows in front of him didn't seem to lock him, no wonder he easily dodged the artifact created by the academy, and Xiahou shone with golden light all over his body, urging the Demon Sect Technique with all his might.

"It's late, the Great Fire Array, up."

Ning Que's six arrows did not lock on to Xiahou, he sealed Zihuo in the arrows, and the position of the first three arrows locked was behind Xiahou, so it was easy to be ignored.

The three arrows in the back, Ning Que unabashedly, shot them into a specific position, completely activating the alien fire array under Huo Yun's cloth.