"A Whip ...... God"

The whip hit the fire tree silver flower, and with a loud bang, the whip flew back, and the old man took three steps back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The old man's eyes were dripping with blood, his face was hideous, his heart was horizontal, and he turned the Dao fruit into his body, and the old man's body grew a foot violently, and the flames all over his body turned into a burning man.

The fire man strode in, and everywhere he passed, it was all scorched earth, and it was extremely domineering.

Ning Ze dodged and retreated, the old man actually rushed to the guards, he wanted to kill enough, to slaughter these people who worked for the tiger, Ning Ze couldn't play a hundred edges, sniped the old man, the whip was added, and the old man was injured, but he didn't care, he just wanted to kill.

The lotus moved under his feet, Ning Ze flashed in front of the old man, his whole body was bright, and he pushed the whip with both hands to block the old man, the old man smiled fiercely, and the flames around him were sheng, pushing Ning Ze to retreat step by step......

The old man's Dao Guo was already mortal, his whole body was burning, and a flame pushed Ning Ze, Ning Ze quickly retreated, but it was still not as fast as the old man.

He crashed into the blood birch forest, and the blood birch trees were smashed by him, even then he still couldn't stop, the old man pushed him and knocked out a path, and when the trees fell, the stones were broken, and the endless impact made the corners of Ning Ze's mouth bleed, and he hurt the inner house.

A fiery red flame pushed a ball of light and turned into a meteor, and wherever they passed, there was no grass and everything was powdered, and whatever was hit was shattered.

The "Boom ......" stone wall exploded, the meteor hit the Blood Vulture Peak, a cave appeared, Ning Ze was deeply embedded in the stone wall, the old man still faded ruthlessly, every time the old man pushed, Ning Ze spit out a mouthful of blood, and spurted blood from the mouth......

The old man smiled, smiling resentfully, he was finally about to take revenge, and he began to chatter: "The old man's Xu'er is a good child, sensible since he was a child, smart and extraordinary, and has a very high talent in martial arts, and he entered the Tongyou ...... at the age of twelve."

Ning Ze Neifu was injured, the pain was incomparable, he had entered a dead end, he had to save himself, otherwise, even if he was not consumed, the body would be abolished, he had to be calm, he began to adjust his posture, stand up and legislate, take root under his feet, and introduce the thrust into the earth, his body relaxed, and the loose method was transported, although he could not play the three styles of the loose method, with the posture at this time, another style was released, which was a static style.

His internal organs began to relax, the injured parts began to repair, the bright moon beads in the purple mansion emitted light, nourishing the body, although he couldn't stop vomiting blood, but the injury no longer worsened, and the repair was faster than the destruction.

"The old man's Xu'er, he is already a martial artist, and one more step is Wuzong, he is a filial son, I heard that there is a martial arts secret book in the blood river channel, I want to get it for the old man, he is going to get married, give me a big fat grandson," the old man looked proud and happy, and suddenly his voice was sharp, mournful, crying, and yelled at Ning Ze: "It's all you, you demon, you ruined Xu'er, ruined my grandson, ruined all my children, my family, hope, you ruined everything, you demon, you die, die." ”

One after another fires were launched, the firelight became bigger and bigger, Ning Ze continued to output the rush and qi, the impact force was transferred to the feet, the red rays and the light consumed each other, whoever ran out first would die.

This consumption is one day, one by one the martial artists stared at the Blood Vulture Peak, the two light clusters were still insisting, they were a lot darker, the old man's Dao fruit shrank, his body retracted, he knew that he had reached his limit, but the demon was not dead, how to see his son after he died, how to meet the descendants of the family.

He muttered: "All dead, all dead, I deserve to die too, then let's die together." ”

The old man's crazy eyes became calm, deathly calm, Ning Ze's heart was alert, his forehead was sweating, and he desperately urged the impulse and qi, and all the sea vaporized and erupted, forming a true qi cover, and the spiritual impact was sent towards the old man, and the bright moon bead also released an immeasurable white light, blessing the defensive cover.

With a loud bang, the mountains and rocks were torn apart, the Blood Vulture Peak shook, the energy was scattered, the plants and trees were destroyed, and the dust was flying.

The red light disappeared, the light was no more, the brocade robe disappeared, only the cigarette stick was left on the ground, Ning Ze was bleeding nonstop, and he fell into the stone wall three feet, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

When Bailu saw his master, he couldn't stop crying, one by one the blood river warriors, looking at the young man who didn't know life and death with tears, they were silent, they stepped forward to carry the master to Bailu's back, and the guards knelt on the ground, they were praying, chanting the master's name and praying for him, he was their faith, from this moment on.

For them, they resolutely gave up enlightenment, for them, the demon of the sect master will be their faith, it turns out that they also have people who care, and there are people who guard, it is this bleeding body that blocks everything for them, they originally wanted to die to repay him for the kindness of his acquaintance and return his life.

They have never had faith, and today they have, they are not humble in life, they are just guarding warriors, and they are also warriors without a future, but they have their own beliefs.

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March 17, fine.

Ninghou Mansion was noisy, everyone was wearing dresses, busy, and everyone had the joy of the festival on their faces.

Liu Yiyuan, Mi personally cooks, she is making birthday cakes, crying while cooking, Ze'er is good outside, whether she is full, whether she is warm, whether her clothes are enough.

Liu Ru and Xiaohong are also red-eyed, helping on the side, today is the fifteenth birthday of the son, the son has been gone for almost a year, and their son is already the rite of Dayu.

A month ago, Emperor Dayu promulgated a decree: all the people congratulate and Yazong returns to the sect.

The entire ancient country of Dayu is boiling, hundreds of millions of civilians spontaneously celebrate, singing and dancing, Dayu and out of the ceremony, really blessed by the sky, blessed by the ancestors.

The gate of Zexuan is open, the courtyard is cleaned early, spotless, a few days is the birthday of the seventh prince, the Ning clan is lined up, they have men and women, old and young, they carry baskets, the basket contains the birthday cake, they come to celebrate the birthday, to their strange people Seven sons to celebrate the birthday, one by one lined up, quietly forward, into the middle hall, to the word "li" salute, put down the birthday cake, quietly left, one after another.

Here, even the usually naughty imps don't dare to make noise, because the word "li" suppresses the middle hall, which is extremely heavy.

Ning Yu, Ning Yu, and Chaotian Braided Ning gathered together, on the square table in the middle of them, a jar of wine, four bowls, full of wine, three people, only one person was missing, they silently picked up the wine, and the bowl of wine that was never picked up, touched it lightly, and said in their hearts: "Happy birthday Seventh Brother...", "Friend, happy birthday...""Seventh Brother, I miss you, happy birthday." ”

After drinking it in one gulp, today's wine was so light and tasteless that the three of them were speechless...... What is lacking is always lacking.

"Ze Zeliu" is closed today, everyone is not surprised, because today is the birthday of their patriarch, they invite the portrait of the patriarch to the door, put the fruit, longevity cake, every shopkeeper, led the master, technician, apprentice, to the patriarch statue to worship the birthday, pray for the patriarch's blessing, bless their business prosperity.

They are now very proud, because their ancestor is Lizong, which all Dayu people know, "Ze Ze Liu" ancestor is Lizong Ning Ze, when he created "Ze Ze Liu", he has not been crowned into a sect, everyone will "Ze Ze Liu" ranked to the top of the nine streams, although it is the lower nine streams, but it is also the head of the line.

Dayu Imperial City, Rui Wangfu, Nineteen Prince Rui, sitting in the study, looking at the three words "Brother, Ning Ze" on the wall, a smile appeared on his majestic face, and said: "Hungry, pass the rice." ”

Today's Lile Mansion is full of lights, festive, nine rituals and all the people gathered, today is the birthday of Lizong, the big day of Lile House.

Emperor Dayu was stunned for a while with the "Five Laws of Zezi", he actually missed it in the imperial city at that time, and he had not seen this young man at this time, all blamed Nineteen, this rebel, passed him into the palace to accompany the banquet.

Yucheng, Yushan blessed land, today is very lively, Yu Wang Yingzhen led the prince and grandson, the children of the family, civil and military officials, in the Yushan blessed land for the birthday of the emperor, here is the place of enlightenment of the sect, is the holy place of the ceremony, is the place of their Yucheng ceremony.

The northern border pass, the north wind roared, the snow was flying, a world of ice and snow, a silver-white ancient city, a silver-white city wall, a forest of soldiers, each holding a blade, a thick layer of snow on the black armor, but they could not bend the backbone of the sergeant, they were like ice casting, watching the desolate army under the city......

Ninghou Ye Ningcheng, dressed in a military uniform, iron-blooded cloak fluttering in the cold snow, he pressed the sword on his waist, looking to the east, today is Ze'er's birthday, my son's birthday, Dayu Lizong's birthday, see my father killing the enemy, congratulating my son, killing in his eyes......

The ancient country of Dayu, hundreds of millions of people, put out the fruit, longevity cake, burn incense and pray, wish the old man of the rite sect, longevity than the sky, Furuo Luo water, endlessly. (To be continued.) )