Martial God

He took a deep breath and never looked at Fan Haori in front of him. He turned back to the original place and said: "Hey, the baby wins and returns."

He Xinxin laughed and said: "Well, it is my brother."

He praised it without hesitation, but his heart was surprised to the extreme. Wu Shen novels, what is the true cultivation of the day, of course, he knows well, when he has progressed so fast.

And seeing the scene of the internal energy consumption, his heart is even more amazed. The energy of a day is so long, if it is easy to get along with, or let him control the internal strength on the seventh floor and consume it, I am afraid that it will be dragged to death by this seemingly endless inner strength.

Of course, this moment is not a good time to ask. He can only put the Wushen novel in his heart and say it later.

He said that he was well aware of the day. He gratefully looked in the direction of the six brothers, but he could not help but glimpse. The six brothers stood there, and there was a light and cloudy face on their faces, which seemed to be a look of the sky. It’s like his thoughts are not in the body, not only that, he even feels the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night sacred god, the god, the throne, the sorcerer, the sacred world, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the night kill God **** seals the throne, seeks the devil, respects the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the martial arts, the martial arts, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the sacred world, the ninth day, the strongest, the abandonment, the empire, the gods, the gods, the night gods, the gods, the throne, the sacred world Jiuzhongtian is the strongest to abandon the big Zhou Dynasty imperial martial arts novels to He Yiming's alive atmosphere.

If he couldn't see it with his eyes, he almost doubted that there was no one there.

He was suspicious in his heart, he was hesitating to look at the Wushen novels carefully, but at this moment, he heard the change behind him, and suddenly he could not help but pay attention to the past.

A flash of shadow, Fan Shuhe has appeared behind his son, he gently took a few shots on his son's back, a strong internal strength suddenly passed the past.

Their father and son, like He Xinxin and his son, are all inherited.

The same water system exercises, they have a unique advantage in healing.

However, Fan Haori suddenly broke free and looked at Fan Shuhe's eyes. He shook his head slightly, with a shy color on his face, saying, "Hey, I lost."

Fan Shu looked at his son silently, and the sorrowful color of the martial arts novel on his face made him feel very heavy.

He knows that his son seems to be arrogant on the surface. In the face of Lucin, he even bowed his knees, but in fact, in his bones, he has incomparable arrogance and lost to a similar age. People, right

At this moment, he clearly saw the loss and sorrow in Fan Haoyi’s eyes.

He knows better that if Fan Haori can't see through all of this, then from now on, fear is no longer easy.

As soon as I read this, it was like a needle, stinging his heart.

Fan Shuhe’s face gradually calmed down, as if it were a Wushu novel. When faced with a difficult choice, he suddenly made some determination.

After taking a picture of his son's shoulder, Fan Shuhe's heart suddenly filled with an unprecedented arrogance. He said: "Nothing, I will come out for you."

Fan Haoyi glimpsed, and saw Fan Shu stepped out.

At this moment, the father's back is such a martial art novel, thick and reliable!

Every step of Fan Shu’s stepping out is as steady as a mountain, as if a huge stone is moving, and it is calm to the extreme.

Yuan Zeyu and others' eyes are all condensed, and all of them are in vain.

As everyone knows, Fan Shuhe is a ten-layer master of the inner strength of the water system, but this ten-layered water master has stepped out such a heavy pace at this moment, but instead of the martial arts novel, there is no trace of the water system that is gentle. The ethereal feeling.

However, the more so, the more dignified and uneasy the hearts of everyone.

A water expert has shown such incredible power. What does this mean?

He Yiming's eyes seem to be moving, he feels the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night sacred god, the gods, the throne, the sorcerer, the sacred world, the most powerful, the abandonment, the empire, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the sacred The most powerful abandonment of the big Zhou Dynasty royal martial arts will be the night of the gods of the gods of the throne, seeking the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the gods, the night god, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest, the abandonment of the week. The royal family has reached a boundless war, which is to provoke its own momentum, and there is no reserved will to fight.

In his short sixteen years of life martial arts novels, the masters he has seen are just like the ones that crossed the river. Not only the masters of the day, but even the innate powers, he has seen them.

However, no matter from anyone else, he never feels the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night slay, the **** of the gods, the throne, the sacred priest, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment, the big princes, the night princes, the gods, the gods, the throne Proud of the world's most powerful abandonment of the big Zhou Dynasty royal martial arts will be the night of the gods of the gods of the throne to seek the magic of the world, the nine strongest days, the strongest abandonment of the big Zhou Dynasty, the gods will kill the gods, the gods, the throne, the magic, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandoned The great Zhou Dynasty royal family will go to this strong will to fight.

The man was angry and the blood splashed five steps.

He Yiming unexpectedly gave birth to this horrible feeling.

He suddenly realized that this is a true master who has already abandoned his own life and entered the battlefield with a sincere attitude.

"He brother, let Lang really martial arts novels is a good time, Fan admire. But at this moment, it should be your turn and I will fight."

Fan Shu smiled slightly, his smile was so calm and waveless, it seems to be talking about an insignificant little thing.

He Xiaoxin’s smile on his face has completely converged, and he clearly sensed the strong dangerous atmosphere that this person has uploaded. But at this moment, he is not allowed to retire.

"Since Fan Xiong wants to test the school's martial arts novels, then he will not be killed."

The people on both sides were quiet. After seeing He Xinxin playing, the people on both sides were involuntarily nervous.

In the hearts of most people, He Xinxin and Fan Shuhe are the last trump cards of today's two.

As long as they decide the outcome, then today's competition is basically the end, and the ownership of Yuanjia Manor is above this battle today.

When Fan Haori challenged the day, everyone thought that there would be many similar good plays in the martial arts novels. But what I can't think of is that when the two young men ended the war, Fan Shu immediately couldn't wait to challenge.

The final battle actually came so fast, so sudden, it really made most people have a feeling of being caught off guard.

He Xinxin is about to step out, but he listens to He Yiming: "The uncle is slow."

Everyone is a glimpse, looking at him, not knowing what he wants to do.

He Yiming stepped forward and turned around to cover the eyes of the people. Then he extended his hands and swayed the Wushen novels with ordinary human eyes.

He cultivated the imprinting method, his hands are dexterous, and this action is to take out all the skills. It can be said that it is lightning fast, and the moment is a residual image. After that, no traces can be seen anymore.

Then he gently said: "Da, everything is careful."

After all, He Yiming returned to the original place, and once again entered the realm of the whole heart converges to a point.

He Xiaoxin's face was extremely weird. His double-wushu novels were clenched and tightened again, and then they licked each other. It seems that there is something uncomfortable in the body. However, he did not make too much delay. Instead, he looked up and entered the center of the venue.

Yuan Zeyu and his son looked at each other and their eyes were filled with worry and sorrow.

I don’t know what He Yiming’s nerves are, and I’m going to play such a farce at such an important juncture. Looking at the face and look of He Xinxin, it seems that the Wushen novel is not the peak state. Going up this time, I am afraid that the situation will not be too optimistic.

"Please.", come

With He Xinxin holding a fist and saying a word, Fan Shuhe shot.

At this moment, the distance between the two of them is almost exactly the same as that before the day of the match and Fan Haori, because this is the universal distance when the hands are regular.

Fan Shuhe slightly raised his palms, the heels of the two feet were lifted up gently, and the feet were forced to slide out.

His movements are exactly the same as those of Fan Haori. If you really want to say something different, it is that he is faster, more dexterous, and more like a martial arts novel.

From the well water of the ancient well, it has instantly turned into a flexible and changeable water of the river. This transformation of the next generation has made everyone feel a very contradictory feeling. It seems that Fan Shuhe’s martial arts novels are judged before and after. Or at the same time, two people separately shot.

He Xinxin did not see a little relaxation. His reaction was exactly the same as that of Heqing. He raised a palm, just like he was placed there, waiting quietly for the impact from the other side.

A loud bang, the palms of both sides hit together in an instant, and the powerful internal strength suddenly burst into an unparalleled power. The inextricable internal fluctuations of a stock suddenly burst from the feet of the two of them. On the ground, there were some cracks in the martial arts novels because of the hard work of the two ten-layered masters.

The figure of He Xinxin is like a meteorite. He has withstood the powerful violent impact of the raging waves. After a slight shaking, he stopped steadily.

Fan Shuhe was a shock, and he stepped back.

Although his water system is a powerful novel, but the cultivation of the inner strength is just the same as that of He Xinxin, it is inevitable that it will be slightly inferior.

However, Fan Shuhe's step back is only toe on the ground, and once again rushed up, but this time he pointed to the knife, suddenly pierced.

The faintly pointed **** flashed the Wushen novel, a little sparkling light, like a drop of water from top to bottom reflecting the sunlight.

He Xinxin changed his hands and changed his palms again, and gently touched the other's palm.

Suddenly, He Xiaoxin's face changed slightly, because he has already sensed a strange power. This power looks soft and soft. It doesn't seem to be a powerful Wushen novel, but this power has a persevering momentum, as if it were No matter what you encounter, you can feel it through.

The heart of He Xinxin is faintly cold, and why this feeling is so characteristic of the gold system. However, the internal contact between the two sides made him clearly understand that the use of Fan Wushen's novels is still the internal strength of the water system, and there is absolutely no change.

Fan Shuhe stepped back half a step, and took a half step forward. Every time he stepped back, he would stab it out like a knife. It seems that this is all his exercises.

But in the face of such a simple, almost drowsy play, He Xiaoxin's face is unimaginable dignity, his legs are slightly curved, steadily and steadily resisting each other's attacks. . But in the end, it can only be so, because since the beginning and the end, he has not made a punch, even if it is a soothing punch.

Under this kind of attack that is not too fast, He Xinxin turned out to be no one to fight back.

He Yiming's double eyebrows twitched slightly. He has concentrated all his spirit and instinct at this moment. This highly concentrated state even makes his sensory ability higher than usual.

In his feelings, the fan of the moment is no longer the turbulent water in the big river, but the kind of small water droplets that slowly drip from the cliff.

Although this kind of small water droplets is inconspicuous, the power of Wushu novels is definitely not to be underestimated.

The water flowing in the river, although it is imposing, can be a thousand miles in a blink of an eye.

However, when the water receded, the mountain was still the mountain, the land was still the land, and it was impossible to destroy all the land.

However, the small drops of water dripping from the heights are different, and they may never reach the water level that can submerge the big stones underneath. However, their strength in Nuowu's novels can make them create a new miracle.

When the number of water droplets reaches an endless number, when a certain number of points on the big stone are dripped for many years, even if it is a hard stone, it will be a small hole that seems to be a powerless small waterdrop. Come.

At this moment, the fan of the art is to compress all of his internal strength in the body, and then hit it bit by bit, wanting to pierce the big stone in front of him.

However, this kind of combat technique that forces the inner strength to compress the martial arts novels must have certain influence and destruction on the human body itself. There is no problem in doing this in a short time, but if it is for a long time, even if it is a person who beats iron, it will not be able to eat it.

But in the same way, this kind of play that does not hesitate to damage itself has a powerful power that cannot be imagined.

Even though there is a reason for the practice of grammar, but the Fanshu Wushen novels still occupy the absolute advantage without any doubt.

This point is not only that He Yiming understands, as long as he is a person who has reached the seventh floor in the field, he should be able to see it.

Fan Haori’s eyes and darkness have all disappeared. What is emerging at this moment is excitement and embarrassment.

Suddenly, he understood the meaning of his father’s sentence.

He knows that his father did this, and he simply took out the martial arts novel and went on his own life to gamble.

In this way, he announced to everyone that my son was beaten and that Laozi came to give you gas. For this reason, even if he is betting on his life, he will not hesitate.

In the meantime, Fan Haori’s eyes sparkled with a sparkling light. His fists were tightly held together in the unconscious. His heart was so tiring that he could not wait for him to be replaced at the moment.

The negative influence caused by the humiliation of the martial arts novels at the time of the defeat was completely gone away. He felt that the martial arts, the sacred king, the sacred king, the night sacred god, the gods, the throne, the sacred world, the nine heavens, the strongest abandoned, the big Zhou royals. Will kill the gods of the gods of the throne, seek the devil, respect the world, the nine heavens, the strongest, abandon the big Zhou, the royal family, the martial arts, the martial arts, the night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the devil, the world, the nine heavens, the strongest, the abandonment, the big, the royal family, the gods, the night god, the gods, the throne Seeking the devil, the world’s most powerful, abandoning the strong internal strength that emerged from the Zhou Dynasty’s royal family. He even had an inexplicable feeling. If he gave him a period of cultivation, he would definitely break through the seventh. The ultimate barrier of the layer, and reach the realm of the eighth layer.

In the venue, He Xinxin finally couldn't stand it. He had a squat at his feet and finally took a step back.

Dripping water through the stone, when the power of the water martial arts novels have accumulated to the extreme, the same is also invincible.

Fan Shuhe's eyes are bright, the eyes are splattered, and the faint burning meridians in the body seem to have no effect on him at this moment.

He shouted, and the body shape of the original martial arts novels moved at the same time, just like a river flowing, and a wave of rushing came.

A large stone, if it does not stand, the big water naturally can not wash it away, but if the foundation is loose, then a wave is called, this big stone is also a martial art novel, only the drifting water.

After Fan Shuhe took his life as a bet, he finally won the bet.

He circulated with his fists, and the whole person instantly turned into a stormy wave, drowning over He Xixin, seemingly wanting to drown him completely.

He Yixin’s two-legged Wushen novels have lost their focus, but they are not well known, but at the moment there is no way at all, and they can only do their best to resist this storm-like offensive.

It’s just that the masters are fighting for each other. Once they fall into the wind, then it’s hard to get back the disadvantages.

Seeing the martial arts novel that is like a butterfly flying, the palms are floating around, and He Xinxin is finally feeling a sense of power.

Although there are thousands of unwillingness in the heart, and all the helplessness, he still sighed and finally got a pair of arms, so he pulled out like a whip.

Yuan Zeyu's father and son's face has finally changed. Although He Xinxin has fallen behind the wind, but with the strong defense characteristics of the earthwork method, if it is always to defend the attack, it may not have a chance.

However, he actually chose to take the initiative to attack at this time.

This is not the same as finding a dead end...

In the eyes of Fan Shuhe, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. His palm was like a boneless sticker. He had absolute certainty. Just remove the power from this arm, then you can take advantage of this. A moment of empty space, the other side will be injured, and even successive attacks, until the Wushen novels kill on the spot.

His hands have been lifted up, and outside, the murder is revealed, and the powerful and fierce murder is directed at the hearts of the people.

The eyes of the day are already red, and he has clearly seen the killing of Fan Shuhe.

Between that, the two inner strength ten-level masters have reached the point of life and death.

However, when Fan Zhihe’s palm touched He’s arm, he changed his face and his eyes were full of horror.

From the arm of He Xinxin, there was a strong force.

This is a powerful force, a force far beyond his imagination.

At this moment, he is even skeptical, even if it is the ten-layered Jinwu God novel, the golden power of the peak, can it be such a powerful force?

The tingling of the meridians in the body is more and more powerful~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But he is no longer able to care for it. All the internal strengths are like a tidal wave, and I want to sweep this one. In front of you.

Block, block, can't stop...

The arm was mixed with unparalleled power, breaking through the palm of the hand and blocking it, and pumping it on his chest.

Fan Shuhe’s body flew like a wing, turned a big heel in the air, and then fell softly.

Fan Haori's figure is like electricity. He didn't even have the martial arts novels. He suddenly rushed to the past, and his father was firmly in his arms.

Fan Shuhe double eyes, staring at He Xinxin.

At this moment, the clothes on the arm of He Xinxin are all broken, and under the elbow, a golden arm guard treasure is revealed.

In the eyes of Fan Shuhe, there was a fascinating martial arts novel. His lips shook twice. Finally, there was a stream of blood, a long breath, and no more breath.