"The talent of my sister and sister is still above me, that is, my master said that at most 100 years, my sister can surpass him."
"My sister and sister are the masters of the refiner. I have refined the fifth -order superb soldiers! The most important thing is that my sister is only 22 years old. Looking at the history of the whole refiner, the talent of my sister and sister can be ranked in the top ten.
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"Huh! You are the Supreme Refiner. Although I don't know the true and false, it must be true. The alchemy may not be as good as you, but when it comes to the alchemy, I can dump you a few streets."
"Moreover, you are not in the realm of the district and district. The practice of practice has just started. One year ago, it was the seventeenth heavens in the Tao. In the face of the strong, you must learn to maintain a sense of awe!"
"Don't rely on Uncle Xu's name, to be wrong!"
"The technique of the refinery of my Song family is the entire world, and it is also very famous. How can you give it!"
Song Xiaolang was disdainful, and his speech was very unpleasant. It was almost like a slap, fanning on Xia Yu's face.
Xia Yu had no expression yet, Xu Longxing's complexion sank.
However, he did not get angry immediately. After all, as the master of one realm, there must be still a calmness.
However, the breath on his body already had some ups and downs, obviously a little angry.
For him today, it is a very important day.
At this moment, the first guest is still a junior. Since this is the case, this is Xia Yu, this is a fan of his face.
Moreover, a loud slap, fanning on his face.
"Xiao Lang, live!" Song Yuanqiao's voice also sounded coldly.
"Brother Xu, I'm sorry! My apprentice is arrogant! The talent is not bad, I am spoiled by my brother!"
"Xiao Lang, immediately apologize to Uncle Xu and Xia Tuzun!"
Song Xiaolang was proud of his head and stomped his neck, saying, "Even if he is expensive, he slander my Song family refinery, I don't accept it!"
"I'm right, why should I apologize to them?"
"We are sincere and sincere, not far -sized to congratulate them. They insult and insult me in the Song family.
"You ..." Song Yuanqiao was so angry.
At this time, Xia Yu said faintly: "Young and vigorous are young and vigorous.
"Since you are not convinced, then what are you the strongest?"
Song Xiaolang glanced at Xia Yu, whispered coldly, and said, "My strongest place? You are the Supreme Emperor's Supreme.
Xia Yu smiled softly, nodded, and said, "So, your body should be strong."
"You are carrying a giant sword, there are gravity runes and formations on it.
"According to you just now, you have a body and refining art, you are very confident, right?"
"Huh, everyone in the Song Dynasty is like a dragon, and they are all real men.
"The alchemy of my Song family, even the master of the refiner, is only one step away from the alchemy supreme Master Ouyang Ye.
Song Xiaoran's face is proud!
Xia Yu didn't care about him, but looked at Song Yuanqiao and said with a smile: "The Lord of the Song Dynasty, offended!"
Song Yuanqiao was stunned and raised his brows. Before he could react, there was a muffled sound in his ears.
"Bang!"
Song Xiaolang has already flown out.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound!
Song Xiaolang's left arm was directly broken.
"A strong body?" Xia Yu's voice sounded unhurriedly.
"You...you attacked..." Song Xiaolang frowned and couldn't help but say.
"Haha..." Xia Yu smiled, turned his hand, and a giant sword appeared in his hand.
"My sword?" Song Xiaolang was stunned for a moment.
His sword, which he had already put away, appeared in Xia Yu's hand.
"It's barely a sixth-order perfect Taoist weapon. You refined it yourself, right?"
"Such a good material has been refined into this by you, and I feel aggrieved for the material!"
Xia Yu said, throwing the big sword into the air, holding it in his hands, and the big sword suddenly stopped in the air.
The next moment, the sixth-order perfect Taoist weapon made a creaking sound.
It is actually shrinking!
But in the blink of an eye, the big sword was turned into an iron ball.
The big sword turned into an iron lump and was completely useless.
"My sword! Poof..."
Song Xiaolang spurted out a mouthful of blood.
This was his real Taoist soldier who was very important to him. The destruction of this sword also caused him to suffer a lot of backlash.
At this moment, his face was as golden as paper.
I don't know whether it's distressed or shocked.
In fact, no one present thought that Xia Yu would take action.
Moreover, it was still such a thunderous blow.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door. Everyone here can be considered an expert.
Xia Yu injured Song Xiaolang with one blow and broke his arm. Even though it was a bit of a sneak attack, everyone was extremely shocked.
Because everyone present felt clearly that Xia Yu did not use any spiritual power at all.
No spiritual power is used, it is purely physical power.
With just pure physical power, a monk who is at the peak of the Dao Realm and is in charge of the seventh heaven of the Dao Realm can be injured with one punch. This is... outrageous!
Immediately, they realized that Xia Yu did not use spiritual power just to tell Song Xiaolang that my body is stronger than yours, and it is much stronger.
One blow and you can see the difference.
After thinking about this, many people looked at Xia Yu with something different.
The body of a person at the peak of the Dao Realm is stronger than a monk who controls the seventh heaven. This Xia Yu's body is very powerful.
Maybe, it's because of the talent.
However, Xu Chengjian, Wu Qingtian, Song Zhuiyue and Song Yuanqiao's eyes were completely different from the others.
Xu Chengjian and Wu Qingtian, they are the old gods. Their understanding of Xia Yu, what they think is their understanding, is stronger.
These are all small dishes!
As for Song Yuanqiao and Song Zhuiyue, their eyes were extremely shocked.
Because they knew how terrifying Song Xiaolang's physical strength was.
They also knew that although Song Xiaolang was arrogant, he worked very hard and desperately when practicing.
Even Song Yuanqiao had to admit that this great disciple was extremely talented and practiced extremely hard. Even the most painful physical training required him to practice extremely hard.
Many times, Song Yuanqiao secretly told himself that as his great disciple, he really had the ability to be proud.
Many times, when facing an enemy, this great disciple would not draw his sword or use his spiritual power, but would just punch him and make the opponent abandon his armor and beg for mercy in defeat!
However, who would have thought that, just now, his apprentice was defeated by his favorite way.
Looking at Song Xiaoran, who looked like a golden paper, sighed in the heart of Song Yuanqiao.