Sword Moving Mountains and Rivers

Beitang Wan’er’s master is Leaving Dust Palace, a cultivator of the Golden Core Middle Stage. Zhuang Wudao was known from Beitang Wan’er a few months ago.

Heaven countries, the cultivation base is the highest but the Primordial Spirit Realm. The world’s top ten sects plus those Small Sects and scattered repairs, a total of only about two hundred people.

And then the Golden Core Realm, but only just over 4,000 people. It seems to be a lot of people, but if it is distributed in the world of the 180,000 miles of Heaven, it is insignificant, and it is hard to see.

The Primordial Spirit cultivator is rarely shot, so the Golden Core is the backbone of the major sects. The cultivation base only needs to reach this level, and it is already possible to be a leader in this world. Many royal families in the southeastern countries were descended from the descendants of the Golden Core cultivator.

The master of Beitang Wan’er, named Chi Lingzi, even in the Leaving Dust Palace of experts like clouds, has always been known for his tyrannical power. There was a crazy record of two enemy third-stage Late Stage monsters with one enemy and two, and the southwestern countries of Megatron.

Seeing such a person, even if I asked Zhuang Wudao, I felt a guilty conscience. Yun’er also lost his voice, and did not dare to expose the scene in front of the Golden Core.

In the battlefield, Beitang Wan’er was selected in a performance hall of the Dongtang Family Dongyuan. More than a hundred feet north and south, extremely wide, is the daily martial arts of the children of Beitang Family.

However, when Zhuang Wudao arrived with Beitang Wan’er, it was surprisingly quiet. Not only did the children of Beitang Family disappear, but even those slaves were eliminated.

There are only three people in the martial arts field, a young man with red hair and red robes sitting at a high place. Left and right is Beitang Cangjue and the North Hall.

That Chi Lingzi’s stupidity is lazy, except that the body shape is long-lasting and ordinary, and there is no difference in the body. However, both Beitang Cangjue and the North Hall are both respectful, and it seems that the atmosphere is not dare to take a sip.

After Beitang Wan’er and Zhuang Wudao gave a gift, they stared at Zhuang Wudao and looked up and down.

“You are Zhuang Wudao ? Surpassing City This year’s chief disciple? Some meaning, Qi Condensation Wu Li Lou, even the first three seats of my Leaving Dust Wu Capital Dao Hall, is just your level, but the Spirit Root is worse. Only 5th Grade, even the servants of Leaving Dust Origin Mountain, are not as good!”

Speaking of this, Chi Lingzi smiled again: “However, Spirit Root is weak, but in the end there is a Great Completion, but the world is everywhere. The top ten “three-way” is also 5th. Grade Spirit Root is now a big cultivator at the peak of the Primordial Spirit. Yun’er says that everything except the Spirit Root can be compared to her, and I will try to come over and see, so don’t let me down.”

Zhuang Wudao has a low eyebrow and a deep eye. Only when I didn’t see it, Beitang Cangjue and the North Hall’s eyes flashed in disapproval.

Although the two had valued him before, they only used him as a tool to suppress the Guyue Family. I don’t think he Zhuang Wudao can have a direct pursuit of ‘Yuandaozi’.

Perception Even stronger, with his 5th Grade Spirit Root, if there is no special chance. It can only be repaired to the Foundation Establishment at most, and it will become a bone when it is two hundred years old.

Even if Chi Lingzi said this sentence, I am afraid that it has never been taken seriously.

The two were in the martial arts field, first set up by sixty feet. Beitang Wan’er has a small face and a burning red flame in his eyes.

“tyrannical. Now that your cultivation base is a few lines higher than me. To be fair, you need to hold down half of True Origin!”

Zhuang Wudao is indispensable, only strange that this Wan’er, actually has the initiative to show weakness. I was about to answer, but I saw the figure of Beitang Wan’er, which was like a ghostly attack. Stepping on the pace of lightness, unexpectedly, in front of the blink of an eye.

“Broken Armor!”

The fierce and sturdy fingering, not yet close, has already broken the disappointment of Zhuang Wudao.

Zhuang Wudao’s pupils swelled, and when they didn’t want to, they slammed into the ground. The tremendous power shock caused the surrounding mud to roll up, which also caused Beitang Wan’er to shake off the plate.

At this moment, Zhuang Wudao’s figure also successfully broke out of Sanzhang. Beitang Wan’er is like a shadow, and it catches up.

The fingerprints are thousands of heavy, all of them are sharp and sharp, and it is hard to find out what is really true. Just as Zhuang Wudao was gradually confused, the thousand fingers were suddenly dissipated. A jade foot, already with a strong enthusiasm, stepped in front of his face.

“Is it a fairy shadow?”

Zhuang Wudao jumped in the heart and flashed through the millennium. “Fairy Shadows” is one of the thirty-six scholastics that Leaving Dust passed down, both on top of the Broken Armor. It is both a super-super method and a powerful leg technique. The shadow of the shadow of the seventy-three moon blade, can be described as fierce. And on the golden core, this “Xianying Float” is another super skill.

No wonder Beitang Wan’er, undoubtedly has a brilliant work, but never used it. “Xianying Float” is a sacred story of the Leaving Dust Palace. There is no such thing in the world. Only Leaving Dust Palace has a certain status of discipline before it can qualify for cultivation.

Beitang Wan’er followed his teacher’s advance cultivation, “Xianying Float”, which was a violation of the rules of the door, so he never used it in front of outsiders.

To this day, Beitang Wan’er has been regarded as the official disciple of Leaving Dust Palace, and this leg technique has been applied.

In other words, in the first round of the ferry on that day, Beitang Wan’er will use up to 50% strength!

Beitang Wan’er also giggled: “It is the Leaving Dust Palace’s “Fairy Shadows”, the tyrannical Senior Brother actually recognizes it? Wan’er is not yet home, please ask Senior Brother.”

However, it is unbeaten, the leg wind is blowing, the suffocating air is like a blade, the arc is like a knife, and one leg is kicked in a row. ‘Xianying Fuguang Seventy-three Moon Blade’, a total of seventy-three kicks, is the most famous killing in “Xianying Float”. It can circulate and accumulate a combo, and one leg is stronger than one leg.

Zhuang Wudao lost the opportunity and was forced to be embarrassed. If you change it three months ago, you can admit defeat and surrender early.

However, in the dream, it was pointed out by Sword Spirit Yun’er in March, but it is no longer the same.

The pace is retreating to avoid the front. However, it has gradually stabilized its position, and the fist is like Capturing Dragon.

Beitang Wan’er’s ‘Seventy-Year Blade’, when it was the twenty-fourth kick, could not continue. I had to stop halfway, and again with the sword pointing down.

Without the leg technique, Beitang Wan’er’s body is more rapid, changeable, and unpredictable. That finger is even more implied by the power of a spiral, even if Zhuang Wudao’s mighty Great Falling Monument Hand is still forced to step back.

Zhuang Wudao is once again sinking in the heart. Beitang Wan’er is both internal and external. The Broken Armor is famous for its ‘Broken Armor’ and ‘sharp’. There is no spiral. This strange and difficult power should come from her Internal Cultivation Techique, but I don’t know what kind of inner school is it?

At this time, Beitang Sky and Beitang Cangjue were all smiling. Even Guyue Ming, who was in the fourth floor of Qi Condensation, had never forced Zhuang Wudao to be so embarrassed.

It is easy to do with Beitang Wan’er, which is two lower than Guyue Ming.

Chi Lingzi’s expression also faded a bit of laziness, a little more serious. The eyes have not been away from Zhuang Wudao. From the beginning to the end, they are all stable and unshake. The face is like laughing and laughing, thoughtful. For Zhuang Wudao’s Capturing Dragon and Great Falling Monument, I don’t care.

Has been retreating to the corner, Zhuang Wudao almost back to the wall, no way to retreat, seems to have been forced to the end.

In the case of Beitang Cangjue, Zhuang Wudao suddenly flickered again and again, stepping on the plum blossom pile of Liu He Form Intent Fist and stepping forward. It was a breeze, avoiding the finger of Beitang Wan’er and reaching the three feet in front of the girl.

Gently take a look at the Great Falling Monument to make a straight shot. Beitang Wan’er also showed helplessness in his eyes, and he was unwilling to take it away.

However, Zhuang Wudao seems to be heavy, but he can continue to entangle himself. Almost every shot hits, and can accurately hit the silhouette of Beitang Wan’er. Every step of the way, it seems to see through the intention of Beitang Wan’er. The palms are full of energy, and Beitang Wan’er’s “Fairy Shadows” is completely unplayable.

A total of forty-seven palms of the Great Falling Monument, one after another. Not only did he lose ground, but he also forced Beitang Wan’er to avoid the inevitable situation.

“False Matchless, Hundred Splitting Thousand Edge !”

Thousands of fingers, with countless wind blades, swept the space in front of the hundred feet in an instant. Beitang Wan’er’s eyes are dignified.

This type of False Profound Technique is a last resort. Zhuang Wudao is now entangled, almost pre-judging every movement of her, if not forced to open, regroup. Within a maximum of three palms, it is undoubtedly defeated.

Zhuang Wudao did not pick Beitang Wan’er as he wished.

Capturing Dragon Shaking Tiger !

The power of the smashing power broke out, forcing the shadow of Beitang Wan’er into the violent storm caused by Hundred Splitting Thousand Edge. And the twelve palms hit the tiger, it will be the most threatening several fingering wind blades around, all scattered.

Still in the palm of his hand, he printed on Beitang Wan’er’s chest. Beitang Wan’er seems to have found the smile in the eyes of Zhuang Wudao, extremely angry.

“Less smug, wear duckweed!”

The slim silhouette of the foot, once again kicked from an incredible angle, looks like a flower boxing embroidered leg, but with a bit of death.

Zhuang Wudao almost did not want to, but also changed the boxing arm, the right palm swelled nearly double.

False Matchless, big cracked stone!

The bang banged and the dust in the Baizhang space scattered. Between the two, they were shocked by the hurricane, and there was a deep pit with a wide width.

And Beitang Wan’er, who finally got out under the pressure of Zhuang Wudao, flew back to twenty feet, and stood firm again. Not injured, but the right leg pants have been torn open, revealing the jade-like slender legs.

Beitang Wan’er didn’t care, gnashing teeth glanced at Zhuang Wudao, and then ‘cut’ the head too, and said: “I lost this time!”