The strength of the thirteenth limit of Yuan is close to contemplation in the sea.

Lately he's been preparing for contemplation.

As the Great Demon God, Yuan Thirteen Limit, is not weaker than anyone in the pursuit of martial arts.

Whether he is literary or martial arts, he is not inferior to Zhuge Zhengme, but he is unlucky, and he wants to show his ambitions, but he has not been reused, so he is depressed and a little perverted.

His life was actually a tragedy, and his fate was full of coincidences.

He was reborn in the thirteenth limit, and he wanted to fight for the mandate of heaven again.

He appeared with Ling Luoshi.

I've been communicating with Ling Luoshi recently, and combined with myself, I already know what kind of divine power I want to condense.

People who pursue offense and kill often pay attention to lethality.

The divine momentum he wants to condense is based on a sad little arrow.

"Arrogance!"

The person who made the move looked at the arrogance of the thirteenth limit, and his face became extremely gloomy.

"Who are you, I will kill you today, so that you know the consequences of contempt for the powerful in the sea."

"The one who killed you, the Black Relic, the Black Wood Water!"

The visitor let out a low roar.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, his figure rushed out instantly.

Divine Momentum: Black Water Flow.

There was a black aura in the divine momentum, which merged with the rain curtain to form a sticky thickness.

A black true qi also appeared in the palm of his hand, and the true qi carried a wave of corrosion, heading towards the Yuan Thirteen Limit.

"This person has an extraordinary aura, although he has not yet stepped into the sea to concentrate, but I am afraid he is not a simple person."

Sima Chang hated to look at Yuan Thirteen Restricted Dao.

"Not an ordinary person!"

"But that Ling Luoshi is a little not simple, his divine power can actually lock people's spirits!"

"I'm afraid I'm no match for this man."

Lin Xiaotian said in a deep voice.

"It's not too strong for the time being, but when the other party completely simulates the fourth gate, it will be terrifying!"

Sima Chang said hatefully.

"But I don't know what the status of this person who appears in the [Blue Dragon Society]."

Sima Chang said hatefully.

The other side.

The man beside Qianjun Mo spoke: "Young Master, I'm afraid I don't need to make a move, I'm afraid the [Blue Dragon Society] has already prepared people!" ”

"Although the divine momentum on this person's body has not been condensed, this black wood water is not an opponent."

The man looked at Yuan Thirteen Limit Road.

Horror compared to others.

Fang Huaiyuan and the old man's faces became gloomy.

Liezhen North arranged for thirty-six people from different races to come secretly, but around Su Chen, the [Blue Dragon Society] also arranged a lot of people.

"Calculate, who counts whom?"

Fang Huaiyuan said with a gloomy face.

The eyes are looking at the thirteenth limit of the yuan.

Yuan Thirteen was limited to the opponent's divine momentum, and a punch exploded.

The fist collides with the opponent's palm

The two forces collided, and the terrifying power spread in all directions.

The thirteenth limit of the Yuan was shaken back.

But when Yuan Thirteen was shocked back, his body burst out again, and he rushed out.

The left hand hates the pole fist, and the right hand hates the pole palm.

Keep making moves to counteract the opponent's divine suppression.

He didn't retreat at all, but showed a special ferocity on his face.

And a breath was condensed in him.

This breath kept permeating the air.

"The fighting style is really fierce, and it actually presses that black wood water!"

Seeing this scene, some people were horrified.

"The divine power is about to appear, but I don't know what his divine power is?"

Looking at this scene, someone spoke.

In the inn.

Several people's eyes also fell on Yuan Thirteen Limit.

"Maybe you can pass on the first volume of that hatred of heaven and earth Dafa to this Yuan Thirteen Limit!"

Su Chen thought in his heart.

The martial arts talent of the thirteenth limit of the Yuan is very high.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have cultivated so many peerless skills.

Even if you practice the Reverse Mountain Character Sutra, you can practice it.

If Zhuge is lucky, the Yuan Thirteen Limit may be even higher.

"Su Chen, who is this person?"

Mei Xuanshuang looked at Yuan Thirteen Restricted Dao.

"Yuan Thirteen Limit, [Blue Dragon Society] February Hall Master!"

Su Chen said.

"February Hall Master?, the divine momentum is condensed!"

When Mei Xuanshuang spoke, she saw a shadow appear on Yuan Thirteen's body, which was a short arrow.

"That's? Some like weapons! ”

"Sad little arrow!"

"The strongest attack of the Yuan Thirteen Limit."

"It seems that Heimu Shui is going to die, and the Yuan Thirteen Limit Divine Power is condensed, which is the time of his death!"

"In fact, even if he doesn't have divine power, Yuan Thirteen Limits can still kill him."

"His spirit is too weak to stop the sad little arrow of the Yuan Thirteen Limit."

Su Chen said.

When Su Chen's words fell, the Yuan Thirteen Limit of the divine momentum was condensed, and the figure retreated.

"Today, you help me condense my strength, and I will use my strongest move to kill you as a sign of respect for you!"

Yuan 13 limits never hurt people with hidden arrows.

His sad little arrow is also positive,

"You!"

Hearing Yuan Thirteen's words, that black wood water's face looked very ugly.

He failed to take down the opponent, and let the opponent successfully condense the divine momentum.

It's his shame.

The other party is now going to kill him with one move.

Roar!

Kurokisui was furious, and the green veins on his forehead burst out. A terrifying black aura appeared all over his body, radiating towards the surroundings, and the qi and blood on his body also circulated rapidly, forming a blazing heat, evaporating all the surrounding rain curtains.

"Blackwater Divine Palm!"

Kuroki Shui went crazy, and he burst out all his strength, qi and blood.

He wants to fight hard with Yuan Thirteen.

Be sure to kill the Yuan Thirteen Limit.

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The Yuan Thirteen Limit Divine Momentum exploded, and a sad little arrow appeared, which was a small arrow he created temporarily.

Although it's just ordinary small arrows.

But at the moment when he picked up the small arrow in his hand.

A murderous aura spread through the air

Call!

The small arrow is attached to the arm of the Yuan Thirteen Limit.

The surrounding air flow seemed to be surging towards the small arrow in an instant.

At the moment when the surrounding air flow in, the rain curtain that was originally rushing down between the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be cut off in an instant, and no raindrops fell for a while.

"The move affects the weather, this move is terrifying!"

Sima Chang's eyes froze.

Then his eyes couldn't help but look at Liu Junxiong.

Liu Junxiong's expression also changed at this moment.

The aura on his body exploded, and as soon as he grabbed the palm of his hand, a horse chopping knife appeared in his hand, and the momentum on his body climbed.

It was only at this moment that a figure walked out behind him.

The figure was dressed in black, with a mask on his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but as soon as he appeared, he locked on himself with a divine momentum, and if he made a move, the other party would definitely make a move

The other party is wearing a mask though.

But he could clearly sense a fierce aura on the other party's body.

If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, it's bound to be extremely powerful.

Now.

Sima Chang's eyes also saw the figure that appeared

"Wearing a mask, another one, a master of the [Blue Dragon Society], but he didn't show his true face!"

"Who is this person?"

Sima Chang's hateful voice fell.

At this time

A burst of thunder thundered in the middle of the heavens and the earth.

The sad little arrow of the thirteenth limit of Yuan burst out

This is when he fought with Zhuge Zhengme, after the strongest arrow broke out, he exploded again and broke out the strongest blow again.

The past is scattered with the wind, and the present world is limited to fighting again.

The haze of the previous life, this time it will inevitably be broken by him.

Arrows move with pneumatics.

Roar!

The black wood water roared, and his divine momentum exploded in full force, and a punch was blasted out, and his powerful energy went towards the sad little arrow.

It was just under this arrow that it shattered in an instant.

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Long arrows pierce the opponent's body.

The body paused, his eyes looked at his chest, and then looked at Yuan Thirteen.

"Who are you?"

He wanted to know the name of the Yuan Thirteen Limit.

"The thirteenth limit of this seat, the [Blue Dragon Society] February Hall Master."

The sound of the thirteenth limit of Yuan reverberated in the air.

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