"Fallen Darrah. ”

The first ruthless character of Mao Zijiao, he is a real evil god, playing with living beings, human life is like grass, he can kill if he wants to kill without asking the reason, but he will not feel guilty and blame himself.

This is also a realm, and it is an invincible mentality, the mind is beyond the word "life", and will not be bothered by the seven emotions and six desires.

In the face of the heroes, Fallen Dala was not afraid at all, Danfeng's eyes scanned the four directions, and the indifference in his pupils was as emotionless as looking at a dead thing.

In the end, he stopped at the mysterious man in the seventh position, tilted his head and pondered for a moment, weighed it, and decided not to mess with him.

Even if he has no feelings, Fallen Dara still has instincts, animal-like abilities, just as a deer can't mess with a tiger, and a gopher can't mess with a snake.

He looked at Yim Wing Chun in the eighth again, looked carefully, his nose moved, and he took a deep breath, he was analyzing this woman's smell, body temperature, body magnetic field, cell activity, and spiritual will.

For a moment, he hesitated, knowing that he might die in this martial arts meeting today. "Little girl, I'll sit in your place. ”

Yan Wing Chun opened her eyes when she heard the sound, her face was expressionless, her slender and delicate figure should be Miss Qianqian, who was waiting to be married in the boudoir, but she came here.

Raised his head and replied flatly: "You are not my opponent." ”

The two made eye contact suddenly, and even through the thick cloak, they could still see each other clearly.

Electricity, stone fire, an incomparably strong sense of depression, made the hearts of those immortals who were fighting suffocated, their fists could not be beaten, and their bodies seemed to be frozen, and the heavy pressure was like a deep sea of thousands of meters, which was about to crush people.

The high platform became silent and deep, and even the wind and withered grass seemed to have stopped.

On the wasteland, millions of people are aware of the strangeness of the atmosphere, from near and far to silent, making the whole field quiet and terrifying, and no one dares to whisper.

The masters on the stage also held their breath one by one, affected by the heavy aura, and couldn't help but feel nervous, as if as long as they breathed a little heavier, breaking this atmosphere, what was ushered in was the joint strike of the two super figures, which broke the earth.

"Hehehehe......" Fallen Dara laughed out loud suddenly, gloomy as an abyss, as if this sentence "You are not my opponent" is the funniest joke in the world.

However, to everyone's surprise, he actually retreated and walked to the ninth position, because he had lost before he could fight.

Boxing competition, usual fighting, fighting, boxing on the stage, mentality is the most important.

The momentum must not be weak, and the heart must not be soft.

Falling Dala's hesitation in an instant, the change of mentality, when you meet Yan Wing Chun's domineering and invincible you are not an opponent, he has already lost, the same physique, the same boxing skills, everyone has half a catty and eight taels, and the final winner is the psychological state.

Driving away the provocateur, Yim Wing Chun continued to close her eyes and meditate, the look at each other just now still had an impact on her.

Yizun is an old naughty boy, and when he saw Fallara coming, his face was strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he knew him, and he was an old friend, and the two had dealt with each other a lot.

Fallen Dala didn't even look at it, just skipped it, when he was young, he traveled the world with the identity of the dark world, and at that time, a great statue was already a Dao Ancestor-level figure, and he didn't repair him less, and he was abused.

walked towards a serious cloud disk ancestor again, or skipped ...... The combined age of these two people is almost 300 years old, and the root of the disease that was branded when they were young, looking at it today, is still weak-hearted.

Although they have huge wealth in the dark world, which is enough to subvert the country, it does not bring a sense of security, but it is difficult, walking on thin ice, making enemies of the world, always on guard, eroded by orthodox culture, brainwashed by justice, and it is not easy to cultivate a wicked person.

Eleventh position.

"Nan Fansheng. The gloomy tone, seeing the smile like a prey, finally found his opponent.

rose like a comet, broke into a great name in just a few years, and even was able to compete with Zhuang Guzi without falling behind, which can be said to be a generation of legends.

And what Fallen Dara's favorite is to erase this kind of character, which has pleasure.

"Do you want to sit in my place?" Nan Fansheng was full of joy, with low eyebrows and kind eyes, like a Buddha sitting high in the temple.

"It's not your place, your seat is down there. Daldala gestured to the seat behind her, not giving up on her words.

"I've always wanted to comprehend the style of the dark world, but I didn't have the opportunity, and today, I can finally realize this wish. Nan Fansheng's words were full of heavy feelings, and he was happy to see the hunting, so that the masters around him felt his heart, and his heart was happy, and he finally had a target for catharsis and violence, I was happy.

"Okay, good, I want to kill you too, and I will be a character trained by Shang Tiange himself for a while. Fallen Dara turned to look at Shang Tiange on the Dragon and Tiger Throne, with a provocative meaning, bold, and didn't know what to fear.

But he saw that there was no one on the throne, and that the invincible had disappeared without a sound, and everyone did not know how he had gone.

Fallen Dala turned his head, and a cruel smile sounded: "Hahahaha, look at today, who can still protect you!" He obviously knew some inside information, Shang Tiange will face the three gods, whether he can survive today is a matter of two words.

"Yes, look at who can protect you today! Without your Ivan God covering, I will beat you to death, so that you Maozi Sect has no successor, wouldn't it be happy! If you want to cultivate that death sickle, it will take thirty years at least. ”

Nan Fan was born like a god high above, everything in the world, any secrets, he knew, even the gods could peep, terrible, terrible!

This time, everyone present was shocked, there were gods in the dark world?

Even the eight titled generals don't know about this, and the ancestors of the major schools rarely know this news.

It is no wonder that the Maozi Sect has been spread for a long time, and it has never been extinguished, like a parasite rampant in the land of Taiyuan.

Every generation of the Son of Heaven turns a blind eye and allows them to cause chaos, but they never cut the grass and eradicate the roots, only know that they will make up for the dead, and if there is a rebellion of a cult, they will suppress it, and if there are martial artists in the dark world who poison the people, they will be angry, and if there is a tragedy in the world, they will issue an edict, and they will never move the truth.

It turned out that I had scruples.

"The idea is good, but in the face of me, you are still very dished, and you will be slaughtered!"

Without the slightest warning, an evil aura erupted from the huge cloak, blowing the cloak up, and a heavy horse chopping knife was pulled out, and the blade was bright and slashed from the bottom up.

"Hum" cut through the sky, electric light, electric light.

It shook so much that people couldn't open their eyes.

This knife technique, the grasp of time, psychology, and breath has reached the peak, and the momentum and confidence are even more indomitable, bringing bloody wind and rain, and Nan Fan will be slashed with one sword.

The tragic weather rushed out, the air became solemn, and there was a knife overflow, so that the people around him only felt pain in their faces, as if there was a thin knife cutting on your face, and at the same time there was an illusion, the air seemed to be under red hair, the sky and the earth complained, someone cut the void, causing the mountains and rivers to be angry.

This kind of knife technique is completely terrifying.

In the face of such a sudden knife, the people present pondered, if they had changed themselves, would they lie down now?

Except for a few people, the rest were terrified.

But it does not include Nan Fansheng.

Any movement of a person will squeeze the air, produce air currents, and blow the dust away, but some are large and small, and the human eye cannot see them.

If you want to grasp the movement of a grain of dust, the mind must be stronger than "one thought of three thousand", and even in this state, people can know the past and future with one thought, which is the realm of a Buddha.

When Dara pulled the knife, Nan Fansheng's body was as light as catkins, and as soon as the knife wind blew, he flew back lightly with that momentum.

"Hmm, what kind of weird body method is this, ignoring gravity, or is it cultivated to the extreme and transformed into actual kung fu?" In the crowd, Ba Shan, who was belatedly overdue, saw the scene on the stage at a glance.

and followed the induction, looking for the prime minister's Nie Baji, and when he saw the confrontation on the stage, his heart was silent.

"Legend has it that Zhuang Guzi can put the city wall on the ground, walk vertically on it, manipulate the body with his mind, break free from the shackles of the body, and compare himself to the ancient sages. There is also a mad monk who has attained enlightenment through cultivation, and I have seen him fly to the sky, drown in the water for ten days, and not feel hot in the volcano, because he does not feel the heat, and can step on the cliff wall step by step, facing all things in heaven and earth, and there is no psychological distinction. Could it be that Zhang Wu's master has also become a master?"

He followed the mad monk to practice, and it can be said that he was the apprentice of the mad monk, and he naturally knew a lot about the master's ability.

The crazy monk can't fight, but when it comes to the understanding of the soul, spirit, matter, avenue, heaven and earth, there is no other in this world, and Shang Tiange can only look at it.

And on the stage, Fallen Dala was also stunned, he didn't expect Nan Fansheng to be able to dodge his unexpected killing move, and the way was weird, subverting the common sense of martial arts, without force, he floated backwards, or was blown backwards by the dust, and the human body weighed a hundred pounds, which was very terrifying.

But he won't stop, if he can't kill once, he will kill again.

"Zheng. The snow slasher flew out of the bulging cloak, tearing the air "hissing", more terrifying than a poisonous snake spitting letters.

Seeing that he still put his weapon out, everyone was stunned.

In general, there are only two possibilities for this to happen.

When the concealer is used.

Then you plan to run, throw your weapon to block the enemy, and reduce the burden on your body.

easily dodged the knife killing, and Nan Fansheng was also a ruthless person.

With a stomp on his feet, the magnetic field changed, the stars followed, the wind and clouds gathered, and the right fist was wrapped in the abdomen.

Only this time, the heavens and the earth seemed to be held in his hands, the air was suffocated, the sea was whirlpooling, and the sky was grabbed in his fist, so that people could take a look, and even the soul would fall into it and sink forever.

This is no longer a boxing skill, but a magical power!

Fallen Dara bore the brunt of it, only to feel that his body was pinched by the Optimus Giant, and he was like a cucumber, as long as others used their strength, "poof", he would rot into a mess of mud.

However, he smiled in his heart.

Silently, the horse chopping knife that flew out made a bend, and it was held up by something inexplicable, like a willow leaf in the wind, stabbing at Nan Fansheng's back.

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

Is this the "Imperial Sword Technique" in Xianxia? Are you kidding me?

Only those who will become gods know that this is the "Six Swords of Darkness." ”

It is a hundred times more evil than the normal six swords, and the practice is even more inhumane, and it is also necessary to invite the sword, worship the sword, thank the sword, and knock the sword as a god, which is very respectful.

After practicing, draw the sword out of the sheath, put it on the table to make the sword body hang in the air, as long as the mind moves, the sword body will buzz, and even have an abnormal reaction, more than ten meters apart, shout "Sword come!" There will be a mysterious power, so that the sword will automatically fly into the air and enter your hand.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is almost equivalent to swordsmanship.

"Isn't the Six Swords fun?"

Time froze at this moment, and the blade was only a trace away from stabbing Nan Fansheng, but he turned around and fished it in his hand, caressing it like his own child, and then sighed lightly.

The lament that obliterates a life, with a slight pinch, the saber breaks.

Daldala was dizzy, turned and walked away.

In this battle, there is no passion and blood, the characters in the dark world are gloomy in their bones, and there are few people who face the enemy in a dignified manner, fighting with this kind of person can't arouse Nan Fansheng's mental state, and he is even more lazy to chase down Dara, which is boring.

"How can the gap be so big?" Old lady Tian who was hiding in the crowd, there were fluctuations in his eyes, his hard qigong was unparalleled in the world, invulnerable, and invincible, but when he encountered Fallen Dala, he was not sure of victory, but Nan Fansheng could press people to turn around and flee like playing.

"You can say it, no wonder Shang Tiange wants to spend so much money to hold a world martial arts meeting to achieve Nan Fansheng, because this guy is really a little bit close. When I came, I heard the news that the Jiang family and the Liu family had a blood feud over the years, Jiang Wushi went to Shang Tiange to mediate, no one cared, this matter fell to Nan Fansheng, this guy is not a person, he beat Jiang Wushi and Liu Laishen and took the grievances. ”

The old lady is not alone, and the ancestor of the Feng family of the imperial capital is also there.

"Nan Fansheng's boxing skills are not very powerful, and he is not ranked among us, but his cultivation is a must, there is a little bit of the meaning of becoming a Buddha and becoming holy, the soul is transformed into reality, the water does not drown, the fire does not burn, this is amazing. Mrs. Tian sighed sincerely.

"Awesome is powerful, but whether you become a god or not, it depends on the hearts of the people in the world, I know that Wei Zun and Nie Donghuang must occupy Nan Fansheng's side, as well as Yunpan and a big one, but they are only four people, compared to us, there are many people, he will not succeed." ”

"Not necessarily. "The old lady is unfathomable, and you haven't seen his apprentice Zhang Wu, otherwise you wouldn't think so. "When the big war starts, don't stand in line, let them go. ”

"Huh?" The ancestor of the Feng family narrowed his eyes and looked at Old Lady Tian carefully. "Do you want to stand on the side of Nan Fansheng? Seeing that they are the only one family in Xingyimen, and the two gods are in the world? Then the country is in turmoil, the imperial power is in danger, and the interests of our big clan cannot be guaranteed?"

"There are some things that can't be stopped, and Shang Tiange and Nan Fansheng will not endanger the imperial power. Shang Tiange was very rampant before he became enlightened, he dominated the imperial capital for twenty years, and he couldn't raise his head after beating the Son of Heaven, and then he retreated bravely, as if he was warned by something. Nan Fansheng is the same, even if he becomes a god, he has to nest. "The old lady told the secret.

And then he said, "And don't you notice that these two men have no heirs, no offspring, unlike us. We have to protect our people, the family will live forever, and there will be strife in everything, and they are cuminous, what is there to fight?"

"What you say makes people disagree. People don't hurt the tiger's heart, and the tiger hurts people's minds. You don't even know that you are prepared for danger in times of peace, do you?" the ancestor of the Feng family pouted.

"Okay, even if I stand in Nan Fansheng, so you are satisfied?"

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