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Ren Wuzong soared into the sky, slashing through the sky with a knife, like a green crane spreading its wings and swaying upward.

"Crane soaring to the sky!"

The ghost-faced blue-clothed man was full of coldness, and he immediately hurriedly accepted the move, and snorted. But seeing the crane's wings spread and fanned, and the fierce hurricane of hula and hula blew it, suddenly, the wings were like knife qi, striking together along an arc.

With a bang, the ghost-faced blue-clothed man was like a kite off the line, turning his heels in the wind, blocking two knife blows. But now, the crane's beak is also fierce and unmatched!

The ghost-faced man hung in the air, surprised, when did this person exist in the deification camp of the Emperor of Law? As soon as his thoughts moved, the ghost-faced man sneered and shouted: "Take me too!"

In a blink of an eye, the ghost-faced man seemed to be holding something with both hands, collecting and pulling, and fighting with Ren Wuzong who pounced.

"Peacock open screen!" Ren Wuzong roared: "It turns out that it is just a group of cockroaches who dare not show up!"

Wu Zong is naturally not a thief, but what Ren Wu Zong said is also very true. "Peacock Open Screen" is a very ordinary boxing method, which is widely spread, that is, Wang Ce can pull out a posture to compare.

The other party didn't dare to stop learning, it was nothing more than a fear of violence!

To put it bluntly, although there are many martial arts sects in the world, they can't stand the statistical survey of people with intentions.

As long as you have the heart to investigate, Wu Zong is not a cabbage, and sooner or later he will be able to find out.

Sure enough, there was an ambush. Like an ape, Wang Ce climbed up the rock from the bottom of the canyon quickly, glanced at the battle around the opposite mountain, and the corners of his mouth curled, wanting to lure Ren Wuzong away?

"Be careful!" Ren Wuzong reminded abruptly during the battle.

Wang Ce groaned, rubbing his body to dodge, but he was oversensitive. When he looked up, he immediately blew up and was too shameless, and sent Wu Zong to deal with my side dishes.

I've seen shamelessness, but I've never seen such shamelessness. Wang Ce thought to himself angrily, Lao Tzu was only seventeen years old, so in order to destroy me on behalf of the moon, he sent an aircraft carrier formation to flatten me?

Not old, never night, glaze! This is the three realms of the Martial Sect.

Ren Wuzong is the realm of the night, and the two blue-clothed people are obviously not bad at cultivation, but the war spirit does not dare to come out, and the stunt does not dare to be violent. At this moment, the ghost-faced man has been defeated by 1ù.

The other blue-clothed man had no choice but to stomp over and rush over to help, forming a situation where the two major martial sects attacked one.

Wang Ce thought that he could watch for a while, but when he noticed the figures rushing from both ends of the canyon, he couldn't help but groan: "It's really unreasonable, even a good person like me is forced to sing swords like a dream, and lose his conscience!"

"Lala*...... I'm a happy little connoisseur......" while humming a happy and lively song, he jumped to the top of the mountain, and looked at it carefully for a while: "Ha six martial artists, two groups!"

When the six Wuzun flew up with a pinching attack on the left and a right, they saw a young man who loved to laugh and waved happily: "Hello comrades! Comrades have worked hard!" Unfortunately, no one cooperated with him.

This young man is Wang Ce? It seems that he is more like being ambushed than being ambushed.

The six martial artists looked at each other Wang Ce leisurely, popped out a snap of his fingers, and jumped out of his heart leisurely. The six martial artists suddenly gasped, and their faces under the veil changed significantly: "The appearance of a sage!"

Suddenly the wind was messy.

The intelligence only said that Wang Ce had the appearance of a great master, coupled with the cultivation of the Jindan Realm, as well as the mysterious swordsmanship, so he had a strength comparable to that of Wuzun. But he didn't say that Wang Ce was a sage!

Wang Ce was tragic: "Aren't you here to kill me, come on!" He closed his eyes, with a tragic expression of "I regard death as home, I am Liu Hulan, who robs me with me, and who desperately ...... with me".

"The Sage!"

A méng-faced martial artist suppressed his anger and just wanted to roar, who said that Wang Ce only had the heart of a great craftsman?

They looked at each other, unspeakably irritable. The appearance of the sage and sage does not mean that Wuzun can't be broken, but he has to be iron-hearted, and he can naturally survive the heart.

The problem is that Wang Ce doesn't seem to be a wooden man, he has a heart like a turtle shell, and he also has an attack power comparable to that of Wuzun. Together, it's incredible. Anyone who thinks about it will only feel creepy.

Physiognomy and Martial Dao, one of the two, anyone who can cultivate to the pinnacle is the strongest. If both of them have cultivated to the peak, they will be the strongest in Jiuzhou, and no one can deny this with a clear conscience!

hit it headlong, but hit it headfirst on the turtle shell, not to mention how aggrieved it was. In particular, Wang Ce's face is "Lao Tzu just knows that you can't help me, Lao Tzu stands here and lets you kill me, you can't kill me...... god sè", it's too prickly.

It's as if Emperor Wu wouldn't go to block the palace for no reason, and no matter how good or bad his mood is, he will find the emperor to play a game of eating, sleeping, and playing beanie. Many times, fighting is the main way for the Jianghu warriors to solve problems, not the main method for the court warriors.

One of the six said coldly: "Wang Ce, come with us obediently, we won't kill you!"

Wang Ce took a few steps forward and looked at the sky in surprise: "Ah!" The six people turned their heads and saw that there was nothing, no Martial Emperor, no aliens invading the galaxy.

The man turned his head to see that Wang Ce was standing two meters away like a ghost, opening his mouth to slam his heart, and before the other party's anger came, he smiled and said, "Spit on your face!

Although it didn't really fall on his face, this Wuzun still had a blue face and suppressed his anger: "Wang Ce, you don't have to toast and don't eat and drink!"

Wang Ce smacked his lips: "I'm more handsome than you!"

"Wang Ce, don't think that if you delay time, you can wait for that person to save you, he can't protect himself. ”

This Wuzun refers to Ren Wuzong.

Wang Ce smacked his lips: "I'm more handsome than you!"

"Wang Ce, you are from the Northern Tang Dynasty, you should think about the Northern Tang Dynasty. If the immortal bird falls into the hands of Emperor Law, Kyushu will surely fall. "This Wuzun has a lot of self-control.

"I'm more handsome than you!" Wang Ce continued to emphasize this fact.

Three irrelevant responses in a row directly made the anger of the six martial artists soar to the highest point, and they were almost blown up, and they roared and drew their swords: "Wang Ce, if you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Wang Ce disappeared suddenly, suddenly appeared, the sword light of the brush lala shone, such a fast sword, extremely fast swordsmanship! But it was no longer as fast as Wang Ce's shadowless human feet...... Attacking up and down, even if it is Wuzun, standing on the edge of the cliff, it is inevitable that one will be planted with a fight!

This unlucky Wuzun fell down the canyon along the whole way, but fortunately, he was a body of qi protection, but he crashed into the cliff and shattered countless stones. Fortunately, when he fell halfway up the mountain, he stabilized his body and was embarrassed.

"I said it. I'm more handsome than you, more handsome than all of you. Wang Ce's smile shone in the sun.

"Kill him!" the remaining five martial artists were ruthless with the same hatred.

Wang Ce put away his joking, flicked his fingers, and said indifferently: "Agree, then kill them!"

"I said, kill them. ”

Wang Ce's words were sent far, far away by the wind on the cliff!

At the foot of the mountain, a charmer's ear trembled, and he turned around and nodded: "Do it!"

Rubbing his body and moving, he broke through the air and came to the top of the cliff in an instant, and under the combination of the war spirits, he raised his hand and struck a silent terrifying blow. A martial artist exploded with a bang, but was forcibly shattered by the strongest attack of Zhaofeng Ear!

With a slam of his palm, this martial honor's head was suddenly thrown into the Xiong cavity.

Zhao Feng earflicked tuǐ kick, kicking a martial artist into the air. Suddenly, a streamer of light went down and up, breaking through the air, as if a little cross lightning, and the suspended Wuzun body snapped into two pieces and fell off the cliff.

The remaining four Martial Venerables were extremely cold, looking at the figures of the Martial Venerables below who were extremely fast and soaring into the air, and said in a trembling voice: "Luoshui Wang's family?"

"Wang Chongqu!" "Zhao Feng introduced himself in a deep voice.

The streamer appeared and floated to the cliff, and his beard was indifferent: "Wang Yucheng!"

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Wang Family Martial Zuns jumped up from below and surrounded these four méng each Martial Venerable!

Suddenly, the tide turned.

Regardless of Ren Wuzong's side, it is estimated that he can withstand it. Wang Ce was full of spring breeze, and ang: "Take off the veil, I will consider sparing you a way to live." ”

The four Martial Venerables shook their heads.

A little cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, Wang Ce smiled indifferently: "It seems that there are always people in this world who are not afraid of death." I personally admire this kind of integrity. When he turned around, he didn't know if he explained: "Seeing more ugly things, more beautiful things always make the world better and more exciting." ”

Carefully looking at the equipment of the four people, recalling, Wang Ce suddenly smiled, he thought it would be "them", but he became another vote, which was really interesting.

It seems that there are quite a few people who are secretly paying close attention to the young master. How many people are planning to do it in the days I'm away from Lycoon? Wang Ce couldn't guess, maybe a lot.

"You weren't sent by barbarians, that is Yan and Ling. I don't care which country sent you. All I care about is whether 'they' sent it. Wang Ce smiled: "You should understand something, I don't do it with you because......

"You're not worth my shot!"

The four martial artists glared angrily. Even Wang Yucheng and the others couldn't help but look sideways, this young man was too arrogant. A mere Jindan realm, he actually despised Wu Zun, and even thought that Wu Zun was not worth his shot.

Wang Ce didn't care about their emotions, as if a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, he looked at Luo Shui in a self-muttering voice: "There are not many people who are worthy of my action." ”

Wang Ce's eyes were like a spring, or he felt something, and stared at the far end of Luoshui without turning his eyes!

Suddenly, there was a hint of calm and confident sè color, and he said softly and powerfully: "I have never had the opportunity to fight to my heart's content, and today, there may be an opponent worthy of my full strength." "It's not blindness, it's self-confidence.

It's not that some people are belittled, but Wang Ce has never encountered an opportunity to let him fight heartily. No one knows how much his strongest strength is, not even his own family.

A raft jumped out from the far end of the flowing Luoshui, and a man in white on the raft was fluttering, blowing the flute, playing a distant tune, which spread in the sky, in the canyon, and in everyone's ears.

The sound of the flute is clear and moving, clear in the ears and in the heart!

The raft is swimming against the current!a.