Chapter 119 Chen Kuang is dead (three in one)
"He...he actually took a punch from the Martial Saint?!"
Many of the people who were watching everywhere and were originally able to sit quietly and watch the show suddenly jumped up!
As for the rest, it’s not that they don’t want to jump, but they have already stayed where they are.
The old man in purple robe widened his eyes, and his figure, which was about to leave, suddenly froze in place, feeling as if he was dreaming.
He raised his hand hesitantly and rubbed his eyes, inevitably suspecting that his eyesight was blurry...
But Chen Kuang was still standing in the middle of the water, alive and well, while the Martial Saint opposite him was like a shower head, spraying blood all around.
"Uh..." The purple-robed old man twitched his lips and suppressed a smile.
But in his heart, he felt a fear that he had not felt in many years.
A punch from the Martial Saint!
How many people in this world can handle this?!
"It's been too long... You thought that this time, you would finally learn how to be a human being, to love, or... to hate."
I looked at Cui Chun and smiled, "One of them... is called Nong Si Ling."
They both looked in the direction my finger pointed.
The handsome, strong man was spinning, his clothes dancing with his blood like a blooming flower.
I have never felt that the world would be worse if there were fewer good people...
Lin Er's pupils constricted.
Even though I didn't use my full strength in that punch just now, it was more than enough to kill a master.
And now, behind my back, in front of everyone, he was whispering provocations! Implying that I was the evil cultivator?!
If I had known earlier that Lin Er was such a talent, I would have gone to recruit him personally and asked Hong Ling to apologize. Such a respectful attitude towards a virtuous man would surely add another powerful general to Cui Chunge.
This brand new doll sewn by Gan Tang.
The moon opened its gorgeous, huge, blue eyes.
I said, "To die at your hands is truly magnificent."
It did not target Zhang Zhizhou and others.
Such behavior is outrageous, can it still be called evil cultivation?!
The passive ability has a small probability and it depends on luck.
At the horizon, the first light of dawn finally appeared.
And now, the enraged "Daoyu" will definitely use all his strength.
Before counting breaths.
For the "Dao Realm", such a small wound on the skin is not painful at all, and it cannot even be said that the defense is almost not broken.
Because the returned damage is fixed, but the physical realm of both you and the enemy is exactly the same, there is a huge difference.
Your hands and feet were weak, Qingcuo quickly supported you and said in a deep voice:
There are a number of people who regard seeing the saint as the highest honor, and even say that they were chosen by Mu Zhao to be the carrier.
presumptuous!
I can't feel it. Just now, there really weren't many people around, and I haven't seen this scene yet...
But "Daoyu" was indeed prepared to let Lin Er die in a more solemn manner.
This "sun" has a flat outline and sheds clear light—
Just have no next.
"Madam... whether it takes a hundred years, a thousand years, as long as you can live, you will avenge me, whether you live or die..."
I advanced step by step, and clearly turned the disadvantage around, but when I got to the front, I found that nothing had changed.
Then, Kunpeng fell.
What’s more important is that, with the help of the attack just now, Lin Er didn’t even play a single note on the piano, but what was contained in it was... "The Law of the Heavenly Demon".
"Dao Yu" hummed hotly, and the wind and clouds surged again under the river surface, forcing the sound of the flute closer.
"Lin Er is dead! Anyone who dares to offend Mu Zhaoge will be dealt with like this..."
This place was affected by Mu Zhao's punch and had not collapsed completely, but was mostly buried by the mudslide.
That was the first time that I relied on the passive recovery speed of "Seeing God is Good" to completely catch up with the speed of destruction.
This is...Mu Zhao's unique skill!
If there are no mountains blocking the road, they will be cut down; if there are no forests blocking the road, they will be flattened.
"Yes, before that incident, I think you definitely couldn't just quietly grind your passive skills anymore...
If you don't have some morality in your words, you are bad, and you don't need to really cultivate your mind.
Before you finish your words, you see Kunpeng spread its wings and fly away in the air, and then there comes the faint, yet thunderous sound of "Daoyu"...
I glanced sideways at the area nearby and muttered loudly, "But if he gets away again... then I have to stop him."
The bubble tightened and merged into the puppet, protecting it. The blood beneath it transformed, forming runes that followed the current and were sucked into the whirlpool, disappearing into the river...
Lin Er always had a subtle premonition in his heart.
Naturally, those practitioners who were watching would be invited to visit Mu Zhao Pavilion before things started, and members of Mu Zhao Pavilion would explain the situation to them.
The sound of the flute is like crying and complaining.
"Dawn has arrived!"
The other two of us were stunned and asked quickly, "What's wrong?!"
Zhang Zhizhou shook his head and sighed:
I was too decisive in my words... After all, my junior brother was really going to die.
Li Hongyou couldn't help but feel a little puzzled - why did Lin Er do that?
Wen Si had not yet arrived at the Liangyang border with Cui Chunrou, her mother, son, and Qingcuo.
Even if he returned double the amount, the one he killed was just a poor man whose future was ruined by Mu Zhao. The real Mu Zhao was still in seclusion.
"call……"
"Bafang Fengyu——"
Cui Chunyou was silent for a while, then spoke, but he just made another move.
The method of demon transformation.
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