Lu Daochen made mistakes, he has to bear them.

He took action to seal the eight veins of Old Man Zhang's Qi Jing and humiliated the entire Beiliang Army.

Tonight, you will be pointed at by the Beiliang blade!

Huangfu Wushuang frowned: "The three of you are all feudal marquis-level, this old thing has already spied on the pinnacle of martial arts, this battle, I will come!" ”

"I spied on the pinnacle of martial arts, after all, I am still the king of the nine ranks!"

Qiu Yuting said a word calmly.

Xin Luochen said indifferently: "The people who have spied on the pinnacle martial arts in the audience are not the only ones Lu Daochen!" ”

"What?"

Suddenly, many people were shocked.

What does this mean?

There are still people in the field, people who have spied on the pinnacle of martial arts?

Of course!

And more than one!

Ningbei's eight skills are all pinnacles.

And the eight skills of the king, Chu Lan and Qiu Yuting both learned one.

Otherwise, you let them have a few brothers, what will they do to shake Lu Daochen's pinnacle.

"I haven't fought anyone for many years, and I, Chu Lan, haven't abandoned my martial arts!"

Chu Lan snapped his fingers and chuckled, releasing his breath.

Seal the king's coercion!

When did Chu Lan become king?

Nobody knows!

Chu Lan is the first of the five heavenly kings, the number two person in the Northern Liang Army, and has been dealing with the affairs of the major armies of the Northern Liang Army, strategizing in the palm of his hand.

Such a proud person will inevitably be crowned king in this life.

But for outsiders, they didn't know that Chu Lan had already been crowned king.

Tonight, Chu Lan and the others were determined to challenge Lu Daochen, the top of the mountain.

Lu Daochen's face was ugly: "Do you know, what are you doing tonight?" ”

"Chu is not talented, tonight I want to shake Lu Xiang's top with his modest strength!"

Chu Lanfeng chuckled lightly.

He knows exactly what he's doing!

He is a person in Beiliang, and he can't be humiliated by outsiders.

Although Old Man Zhang was from the Lingnan Army, he had already announced it in the north before tonight.

He is the deputy commander of the First Army of the Northern Liang Army!

Beiliang high-level figures!

Tonight, humiliated in Kyoto.

For this matter, Bei Liang belongs, and all my colleagues can't accept it.

And I won't laugh it off!

Beiliang boy stands between heaven and earth, who dares to insult?

Even if it is Lu Daochen, tonight, he will have to bear the anger of the Beiliang sequence.

Chu Lan chuckled, exposing the fact that he had been crowned king!

Throughout the north, the three sons of the unicorn are all kings!

The king of Ningbei, the head of the three sons, is a figure of the nine-rank king, standing in the realm of the king without falling.

An undefeated myth!

plus Chu Lan and Xiao Jiu, as well as the mysterious Dandan.

There are also Old Man Zhang and Li Ergou!

The Northern Liang Army has as many as eight kings.

Chu Lan stood with his hands in his hands, Qiu Baiyi moved slightly behind the left, gently holding the handle of the knife at his waist, Xin Luochen held the cold snatch in his hand, releasing the fierce killing intent.

Huangfu Wushuang stood quietly aside, guarding against the people of the wind word gate valve taking the opportunity to make a move.

In this dark night, the cool breeze swept up the dead leaves.

The atmosphere was oppressive and terrible.

Suddenly.

Xin Luochen made a move, grabbed it with a cold shot, and the edge suddenly stabbed Lu Daochen's chest.

"The stars fall on the earth, the moon sinks into the river, and the gun shoots out like a dragon shooting the sky!"

Xin Luochen's marksmanship is fierce and domineering.

Lu Daochen's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, witnessing the stabbing of the cold spear, he did not move at all, and stared coldly.

Titled kings and marquises.

The gap between the two is huge!

Not to mention Lu Daochen, a world-famous powerhouse who has just gotten a glimpse of the pinnacle.

The cold spear came in an instant, and at a distance of fifty centimeters from Lu Daochen's chest, it stopped abruptly, as if it was frozen in mid-air, and the spear could not advance another half an inch.

At this moment, Lu Daochen's body released a momentum that was different from the past.

Let his whole body be like a saint sitting in the temple.

The momentum is magnificent, high up, as if to educate the world!

is worthy of a generation of Lu Xiang.

The realm of martial arts is even more terrifying than outsiders imagine!

The Autumn Rain Pavilion moved in an instant.

If you don't make a move at this moment, what are you waiting for?

He pulled out the black knife at his waist.

The white-clothed killing god Qiuyu Pavilion, although he cultivates swordsmanship, but the people of Beiliang will use cool knives.

The cool knife fell into the sky.

Lu Daochen glanced slowly, he raised his left hand slightly, and the invisible force grabbed the autumn white clothes above his head, and the sound was like a bronze bell Da Lu, and he said majestically: "Sit down!" ”

Rumble!

An extremely strong force restrained the Autumn Rain Pavilion to sit on the lawn.

However, when Lu Daochen was distracted, he let the edge of the cold spear break through by three points again.

The corner of Qiu Yuting's lips was bleeding and he was suppressed and sat on the ground.

Lu Daochen didn't dare to let Qiu Yuting kneel!

Even if he is at the top!

Dare to humiliate the commander of the Third Army of Beiliang, and in the future, Lu Daochen and the northern border will be an undying mortal enemy.

Lu Daochen's momentum is getting more and more wrong, and he is really like a saint who has educated the world.

He asked Qiu Yuting to sit down, did he want to teach and teach?

It's a pity that the boy of Beiliang can't teach Lu Daochen in his turn!

Don't talk about him.

Even if it is the real pinnacle, he is not qualified to teach him the Autumn Rain Pavilion.

The top ten ruthless people in the north, only the king of Liang is respected in this life.

Qiu Yuting was completely suppressed, the corners of his lips were bleeding, and his white clothes were stained with blood, and he slowly stood up in this absolutely suppressed force.

His breath is a little different!

The human touch on his body is disappearing, but it is replaced by a touch of strange power.

It seems to be a godlike that is not stained with mortal dust, and a sense of contempt for all things as ants.

Lu Daochen was suddenly shocked: "What? ”

"Eight skills of the king, word skills, open!"

The Autumn Rain Pavilion stands between heaven and earth, and its thin body releases a powerful divinity, permeating this manor.

It seems to be disrespectful to heaven and earth, not afraid of ghosts and gods!

Heaven and earth, with his autumn white clothes as respect.

Lu Daochen lost his voice: "Peerless martial arts? You ......"

"Accident? The fourth child said before, the person who touched the pinnacle of martial arts here is not you Lu Daochen alone, educate me Qiuyu Pavilion, you are not qualified enough! ”

The Autumn Rain Pavilion stood proudly in Lingyun, stood with his hands in his hands, and said: "Tonight, the Beiliang Autumn Rain Pavilion will come to challenge Lu Xiang, the pinnacle!" ”

"You guys!"

Lu Daochen was really shocked.

With the power of a marquis-level warrior, he touched the secret of the pinnacle martial arts.

What a wicked gift!

Such figures, in the next decade, will surely amaze the world.

Once it reaches the pinnacle, it is the backbone of the country.

One person has been alone in China for 500 years!

Looking at the world, have you ever seen a country that dares to provoke the top!

If you get to the top and let you lie on the side of the couch, it will become a dangerous place.

The audience was shocked.

Tonight, the second person who spied on the pinnacle of martial arts was born.

He is the third master of Beiliang, the white-clothed killing god Qiuyu Pavilion!

This son is really a demon!

Qiu Baiyi stood with his hands in his hands, stepped on the soft lawn, took the first step, his temperament was like a fairy, and his thin lips moved slightly: "My brother said, the end of the technique, the peak of the stream!" ”

"Tonight, let you wait to see, my brother's eight skills of sealing the king, on the eve of his sealing of the king three years ago, with the strength of the feudal marquis, he opened all the eight stunts and killed the eight lords of the country outside the country!"

"Tonight, Yuting is not talented, with a modest force, I want to shake Lu Xiang's peak!"

Lang Lang's words resounded through half of Kyoto City.

All the martial artists heard that the third master of Beiliang, Qiuyu Pavilion, was challenging the contemporary Lu Xiang.

Are the people of Beiliang crazy?