Black Wizard Zhu Peng

Zhu Peng has long heard of Li Jingxuan's name, and even in the magic knife artistic conception with hundreds of thousands of fights, he was unilaterally hacked and killed by the opponent hundreds of times~www.wuxiaspot.com~The first chapter of the Pavilion

However, some people are born to prepare for the twelve words: "It is better to be famous than to meet, and to meet is more famous." This powerful man who supported the Chinese Samurai Association like a needle in the sea, and even suppressed the luck of the entire civilization, was just a middle-aged man with a slightly ordinary appearance.

Li Jingxuan's appearance was a bit like that of Gu Tianle before he even tanned.

He was dressed in a black gold silk costume, and his cold and beautiful wife Jin Caicai sat on the top of all the immortals together. His majestic and meticulous manner was similar to that of Zhu Peng. Fortunately, the Chinese Samurai Association is good to say that the foreign warriors on the opposite Having tasted this way of eating fresh food, many people just fry the altar without knowing it.

The dragon blood pure sun wine flowing all over the floor is plated with a layer of light golden color, and the strong and mellow wine aroma is overflowing. At the same time, it also makes the Chinese Samurai Association many masters here who look at it. How much restraint, especially in the case of rivals.

"Ah ah ah ah! Bang!!!"

Accompanied by the roar of a beast and the sound of heavy objects landing, on the right side of the banquet venue, a tall and strong leopard tribe warrior drank the pure sun law wine, his feet slammed up.

"We are inferior to you for eating and drinking, but we are all samurai. After all, we still have to rely on the sword in our hand to see Lord Sword Emperor, Leopard Samurai Corinth, and ask for the first battle!" The leopard samurai knelt on one knee He saluted Huang Yubing and drank a lot of dragon blood pure sun magic wine. He didn't understand the technique of restraining. At this moment, he was obviously boiling with blood and fighting spirit.

"You can't eat or drink, even worse than martial arts."

"If you don't eat well or drink well, you still want to practice martial arts well? The great monks of Shaolin Temple don't dare to blow it like this. If you practice blood in your urine, let's you."

The alchemist on the side of the Chinese Samurai Association was still sitting there, but the juniors behind him began to yell.

At this moment, after the grand opening of the Danyuan feast, the extravagance in the early stage, and the horror that Yang Caier single-handedly promoted, Zhu Peng's masculinity and suppression of the audience have been pushed to the peak of fire!

The Chinese Samurai Association is indeed a sign of morale, but the foreign sects opposite are also tolerant and tenacious, and there are still beasts who are trapped.

Martial artist, no matter how much he played with other methods, he still had the relationship between one and the other. He stood and laughed with great skill until the end, and lay down if he couldn't, and there was no room for talking.

On the peak, Huang Yubing said to Li Jingxuan: "Sect Master Li, for this reason, in the words of your Chinese people, it's called ‘it’s useless to say more’, let’s start?"

"The basic rule is that the same rank is opposite to the same rank, fists and feet have no eyes, and life or death in the battlefield does not matter whether it starts." Li Jingxuan's words finalized the rules.

Although there are basically no rules, everyone present agrees that fighting, there are not many rules.

As soon as Li Jingxuan's words fell, a black, red and dark colored figure with a huge iron ruler on his back had fallen in front of the orc leopard man in the arena.

But it was Xiao Zhan, one of the five tigers of the Chinese Samurai Association. Although after the scene before the banquet, many people in the room were a bit disdainful of him kneeling to survive, but disdainful and disdainful. The cultivation base is returned to the cultivation base. Insufficient does not mean that the actual combat will be weaker.

"Roar!!"

The breath spit out fiercely, and the leopard warrior pounced on Xiao Zhan just as he landed. It wears a pair of extremely sharp rune iron claws on its hands, and its swiftness even drags a string of faint phantoms behind it.

It is certainly not the weak who can be recognized by the exotic Wuzong and sent out to lead the battle. This leopard warrior Corinthian is quick and vigorous. Although he has not entered the realm of legend, he is already one of the ordinary third-tier ones. In contrast to the strong, Xiao Zhan's vindictive realm is comparable to Zhu Peng's, only the strength of the second-order peak. After all, he can't have the identity of the spy shadow to practice martial arts at different time flows on the different planes.

Click!

Faced with a powerful enemy rushing in, Xiao Zhan's figure suddenly grew a bit taller, and the cracks in the solid ground beneath his feet swam and spread like earth dragons. At the same time, his shoulders shook, and his arms showed black veins. Strong muscles, drew out an iron sword of despair and slashed down.

Within the battlefield of the Danyuan Feast, there was a huge moon arc-shaped thunder roaring down in the air: Dark Thunder Fighting Qi "Nether Thunder Eight Directions Prison Technique" ultimate move "Moon Destroys the Stars"!

The battle, from the moment it started, has entered the most dangerous and tragic mutual attack.