Chapter 315 Bloody, Iron Horse and Ice River Come to Dream

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"He is a lesson and a price."

Lei Ran's fingertips pointed at the dead Wuzong.

Wang Ce's expression was light. Today's battle in the canyon was not his turn, and it shouldn't have been his turn.

Two Wuzongs died at his hands. Many Wuzongs served for Dalu, but they were not cabbage. If one died, the emperor would feel distressed. If two died, they would be afraid that they would lose their appetite.

After scattering the anger in his heart, Wang Ce's mood suddenly improved a lot.

In today's Battle of the Canyon, he is not the protagonist, and no one is the protagonist. The protagonist of today's Battle is Dalu, and even major forces in Beizhou. He, Wang Ce, is a report, a man who leads his needles.

Wang Ce's expression was faint: "Tell your emperor that Buddha also has fire. I am not a Buddha. When I have fire, it will make things that were originally bad, and it will make it worse."

Originally, he was a very well-educated gentleman, and Liu Yexing's smile seemed to be taken out of the refrigerator: "I don't know what Buddhas are, but I know that if you kill the Wuzong of my Dalu, you will be unlucky, very unlucky."

Wang Ce lowered his body, and a sword light passed by his head. He picked a small flower and put it under his nose to smell it: "Old Willow, you and I have finally had a relationship. What kind of person do you think I am?"

"If others don't come to provoke me, it will stimulate me. Do you think I will provoke others on their own initiative?" Wang Ce traveled through time, not changed his mind, but awkward in his temperament. This is a new life. He will not fight against others unless necessary.

Liu Yexing was silent. Wang Ce didn't like to cause trouble. He would rather find a delicious restaurant when he had the time to do it. How could he not know?

Wang Ce carefully cared for this little flower: "People are like this flower is fragile." After a pause, he kept silent: "Emperor Lu wants an immortal bird, I come to Lujing to do a transaction. I want me to come to the Wang family to be bait, I'm here."

"I am very sincere. Unfortunately, you are not sincere. What have you done? You sent a message to the Su family and the Qin family, causing the master and me to fall into a passive state, and secretly urged me and Ran. Wang Ce rubbed his body and moved, and floated between the two martial masters who were angry and fighting. His qi sinks into his dantian. His mouth opens his mouth and makes a roar that swallows mountains and rivers: "Everyone stops with the young master!"

Liu Yexing's eyes suddenly changed. It's not good, Wang Ce did something fatal!

The Immortal Bird and Wang Ce, if you catch and kill Wang Ce, you can stop the Immortal Bird. This is the purpose of all people.

Everyone intentionally refused to affect Wang Ce, nor did they want to get Wang Ce into the battle immediately. It was not because monks were compassionate, but because they were all restrained.

No matter who it is, taking action against Wang Ce at this time will immediately collapse the temporary alliance that besieged the Demonic Camp. However, if Wang Ce takes the initiative to deliver it to the door, that would be another matter.

A thunderous roar was like a fierce horse surrounding the sky, rolling and striking.

In an instant, dozens of deified masters were stunned for a moment in positions where they could see or could not see, and did not dare to pause at all.

At this time, the two Wu Zuns who fought were stunned. The masked Wu Zun's eyes were clearly filled with surprises like "waiting for the rabbit". Lightning bolted: "Wang Ce, follow us and protect your wealth and future!" But he forgot that rabbits sometimes bite people.

What is particularly important is that Wang Cemo would not admit that he was a rabbit, even if he was a rabbit-shaped tiger king tank!

The Wu Zun's punch hit the heart, Wang Ce's expression was faint, and he used a "Changle Tumbler" and he faintly stood still, and he recoiled some of his energy back. The Wu Zun caught him off guard and was shocked in a embarrassing manner.

Others felt nervous at first, and when they saw the appearance of their hearts, they were ashamed. This was a stern staring at the armor and rushing around. Unless Wuzong, it would be difficult for Wu Zun to break the appearance of the wise in a short period of time.

"The opportunity is here." With a bang, Wang Ce's seemingly self-invested action immediately triggered a more fierce battle between the deified masters. In order to defeat the opponent at the fastest speed and capture Wang Ce.

No one takes Wang Ce to heart. How strong can a seventeen-year-old boy be? No matter how strong is, is he still stronger than a deified master? How strong can he be?

But he was only seventeen years old and his hair was not growing. Who would be afraid of a young man? It was only heard that Wang Ce had defeated the Martial Master. Some martial masters were very strong, such as half-imperial souls, and some were very weak. Perhaps Wang Ce defeated the latter.

On the road of martial arts, Wang Ce is like a high school student. However, the deified master is a college student, a master, a doctor, and an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

The age is here. No matter how high Wang Ce's talent is, no matter whether he can become the Martial Emperor in the future, it is the future. The biggest advantage of a young genius is that he is young, the future, not the present.

In everyone's opinion, Wang Ce is a side dish on the plate.

If in Northern Tang, someone would kindly tell some people that they had read it wrong, it was not a dish, but a hibernating poisonous snake. There would be no such reminder in Beizhou.

Wang Ce's rash move caused the great masters to fight more fiercely. The combination of war spirits that were rarely used for life and death unless necessary.

The colorful qi and colorful spread all over the sky and green mountains.

Wang Ce seemed to have not realized that he had become the focus. With a faint smile, he turned into a tiger king tank that was rushing around, forcibly separated the martial masters who fought one by one.

Two masked martial masters attacked from left to right excitedly. Wang Ce seemed to have not seen him, his expression remained unchanged, and his smile became more and more charming.

Do you think of me as a dish? That's fine. I have the worst cultivation here, but it doesn't mean I have the weakest strength.

The melee between dozens of deified masters is really a rare scene. However, the focus of the person surrounding it is a young man with golden elixir cultivation. No matter who judges it, Wang Ce is the weakest person here.

It seems that it is the cooked duck. No one believes that the cooked duck will fly away with wings.

Wang Ce did not move, as if he was frightened. At this moment, Liu Yexing's heart was about to jump out of his throat, and there was no time to rescue him. If Wang Ce died, the Immortal Bird would be destined to be empty.

"Iron Horse and Ice River Come to Dream!"

A faint sound full of warmth came out from Wang Ce's mouth. He was laughing, laughing extremely happily.

The wise man's hearts shone with the stars in the sky, as if condensed into a war horse cast by steel, galloping with the most violent speed and temper. One horse had the momentum of thousands of horses galloping, silently knocking away the horrified martial master on the left.

It seemed as if a glacier condensed, freezing another martial master for a moment.

It was just a moment of sight. Wang Ce's green clothes were fluttering, giving people an indescribable and aura that taught people the hearts.

The soft five fingers flew like butterflies, and the sword energy bloomed like a brilliant flower. The little flower that Wang Ce picked up floated away!

The frozen Wu Zun groaned and his face turned pale in an instant.

Wu Zun, who was knocked away by an iron horse, was shocked and angry, but he could not see a big crack in his throat. Countless blood-colored foam spurted out from above, and then hit a tree heavily, killing him.

Quick Sword, terrifying quick Sword.

Song Yunxian's eyes lit up, and she saw the essence of Wang Hun's lifelong integration into the swordsmanship. She suddenly believed that her decision was right, and that the half-emperor soul and Wang Ce must have a close relationship.

Wang Ce smiled softly, his hands drooped, and it was impossible to tell that it was these hands. He had just completed the achievement of hurting one person and killing one person.

The little flower finally flew at the highest point and slowly fell.

Wang Ce was calm and composed: "Now, who else would stop me from speaking!"

It turns out that cooked ducks will really grow wings and fly away.

Ruyi formed a bright red like blood, reflecting the green mountains with a faint blood color, and also reflected a bloody shadow in the hearts of many deified masters.
Chapter completed!