It started with a golden breeze and drizzle, the poster shocked the world with one strike Chapter 798: Sad little arrow, one arrow piercing the body, man wearing a mask
Chapter 798: Sad little arrow, one arrow piercing the body, man wearing a mask
The strength of Yuan Shisan Limited is close to that of Hai Zhongshen.
Recently he is preparing for concentration.
As the Great Demon God, Yuan Shisanqian’s pursuit of martial arts is no weaker than anyone else’s.
He was not inferior to Zhuge Zhengwo in terms of literary talent and martial arts, but he was unlucky and wanted to express his ambitions, but was never reused, so he became depressed and sick, and became a bit abnormal.
His life is actually a tragedy, and his fate is full of coincidences.
He was reborn on the thirteenth day of his Yuan Dynasty, and he wanted to fight for his destiny again.
He appeared together with Ling Luoshi.
I have been communicating with Ling Luoshi recently, and based on my own experience, I already know what kind of divine power I want to condense.
People who pursue offense and killing often value lethality.
The divine power he wants to gather is based on the sad little arrow.
"Arrogant!"
The person who took action looked at Yuan Shisanqian's arrogance, and his face became extremely gloomy.
"Who are you? Today I am going to kill you to let you know the consequences of defying the powerful man in the sea."
"The person who killed you is the Black Relic, Black Mushui!"
The visitor roared.
As soon as his footsteps hit the ground, his figure rushed out instantly.
Divine Power: Black Water.
There is a black aura in the divine power, which merges with the rain curtain to form a viscous flow.
A burst of black true energy also appeared in the palm, and the true energy, carrying a corrosive force, headed towards the Thirteenth Limit of the Yuan Dynasty.
"This man has an extraordinary aura. Although he has not yet stepped into the sea to concentrate, he is probably not a simple person."
Sima Changhen looked at Yuan Shisan and said.
"Not an ordinary person!"
"But Ling Luoshi is a bit unusual, his divine power can actually lock people's energy and energy!"
"I'm afraid I'm no match for this person."
Lin Xiaotian said in a deep voice.
"It's not too strong yet, but when the opponent completely simulates the fourth door, it will be very scary!"
Sima Chang said with hatred.
"But I don't know what the status of this person in the [Blue Dragon Club] is."
Sima Chang said with hatred.
The other side.
The man next to Qian Junmo said: "Master, I'm afraid I don't need to take action. I'm afraid the [Qinglong Club] has already prepared people!"
"Although this man's divine power has not been condensed, Heimushui is no match for him."
The man looked at Yuan Shisan and said.
Compared to other people's horror.
Fang Huaiyuan and the old man's expressions became gloomy.
Lie Zhenbei arranged for thirty-six people from the foreign race to come secretly, but around Su Chen, the [Qinglong Society] also arranged for many people.
"Calculation, who is plotting against whom?"
Fang Huaiyuan said with a gloomy face.
His eyes were looking at Yuan Shisanqian.
Under the opponent's divine power, Yuan Shisanqian punched out with an explosion.
The fist collides with the opponent's palm
The two forces collided, and the terrifying power spread in all directions.
The Yuan Thirteenth Limit was repulsed.
But when Yuan Shisanqian was knocked back, his figure suddenly rose again and rushed out.
The left hand is Hateful Fist, and the right hand is Hateful Palm.
Keep making moves to counteract the opponent's divine power.
He did not step back at all, but showed a special ferocity on his face.
And a breath condensed on him.
This breath continues to spread out.
"The fighting style is really fierce, even suppressing the black wood water!"
Seeing this scene, some people were horrified.
"The divine power is about to appear, but I don't know what its divine power is?"
Looking at this scene, someone said.
In the inn.
Several people's eyes also fell on Yuan Shisanhan.
"Maybe we can pass the first volume of the Dafa of Hate Heaven and Earth to this Yuan Thirteenth Limit!"
Su Chen thought in his heart.
Yuan Shisanqian’s martial arts talent is very high.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t have developed so many unique skills.
Even if you practice the Nishan Zi Jing, you can still master it.
If I had Zhuge Zhengwo’s luck, Yuan Thirteenth Limit might have achieved even greater achievements.
"Su Chen, who is this person?"
Mei Xuanshuang looked at Yuan Shisan and said.
"On the thirteenth day of the Yuan Dynasty, the leader of the February Hall of [Qinglong Club]!"
Su Chen opened his mouth and said.
"Master of February Hall?, the divine power is condensed!"
While Mei Xuanshuang was talking, he saw a shadow appearing on Yuan Shisanhan's body, which was a short arrow.
"Is that? It looks like a weapon!"
"Sad little arrow!"
"The strongest attack in the Thirteenth Edition of the Yuan Dynasty."
"It seems that Hei Mushui is going to die. The thirteenth limit of the Yuan Dynasty has condensed the divine power, which is the day of his death!"
"Actually, even without divine power, Yuan Thirteenth Limit can still kill him."
"His divine power is too weak to stop Yuan Shisanhan's sad little arrow."
Su Chen opened his mouth and said.
When Su Chen's words fell, Yuan Shisanqian, who had gathered his divine power, stepped back.
"Today you help me gather my power, and I will use my strongest move to kill you as a sign of respect for you!"
Yuan Thirteen Limited never stabs anyone in the back.
His little sad arrow is also positive,
"You!"
Hearing Yuan Shisanqian's words, Hei Mushui's face looked very ugly.
He failed to defeat the opponent, but allowed the opponent to successfully gather divine power.
This is his shame.
The opponent now wants to kill him with one move.
Roar!
Heimushui became frightened and angry, and veins popped up on his forehead. A terrifying black energy appeared all over his body, radiating in all directions. The energy was soaring to the sky, and the energy and blood in his body also circulated rapidly, forming a blazing heat that evaporated all the surrounding rain. p>
"Black Water Divine Palm!"
Hei Mushui went crazy, and he exploded all his energy and blood.
He wants to fight Yuan Shisanhan desperately.
You must kill Yuan Shisan Limited.
Boom
In the Thirteenth Period of the Yuan Dynasty, the divine power exploded, and the Sad Little Arrow appeared. This was the little arrow he made temporarily.
Although it’s just an ordinary small arrow.
But the moment he picked up the small arrow in his hand.
A chilling air filled the air
Phew!
The small arrow is attached to Yuan Shisanqian’s arm.
The surrounding airflow seemed to rush upward towards the small arrow instantly.
At the moment when the surrounding air flow poured in, the rain curtain that was rushing down between the surrounding sky and the earth seemed to be cut off for an instant, and no raindrops fell for a while.
"The move affects the weather, this move is terrifying!"
Sima Changhen's eyes narrowed.
Then his eyes couldn't help but look at Liu Junxiong.
Liu Junxiong's expression also changed at this moment.
The aura on his body exploded, he grabbed his palm, and a slaying sword appeared in his hand, and his aura increased.
Just at this moment, a figure walked out behind him.
The figure is dressed in black, with a mask on his face. His face cannot be seen clearly, but as soon as he appears, he is locked with a divine force. If he takes action, the other party will definitely take action
Although the other party is wearing a mask.
But he could clearly sense a sharp aura from the other party.
If you don't move, it will be fine. If you move, it will be extremely powerful.
At this moment.
Sima Changhen also saw the figure that appeared
"Wearing a mask, another master of the [Blue Dragon Club], but he does not appear with his true face!"
"Who is this person?"
Sima Changhen finished his words.
At this time
A burst of thunder struck from the sky and the earth.
The sad little arrows of Yuan Thirteenth Edition burst out
This was when he fought with Zhuge Zhengwo, after he fired his strongest arrow, he fired his strongest arrow again.
The events of the past are scattered with the wind, and we will fight again in this world.
The haze of the previous life must be broken by him this time.
The arrow moves with the air.
Roar!
The Hei Mushui let out a low roar, unleashed all his power, and punched out, heading towards the sad little arrow with great strength.
Just under this arrow, it was instantly shattered.
tsk
The long arrow pierces the opponent's body.
His body paused, his eyes looking towards his chest, and then towards Yuan Thirteenth Limit.
"Who are you?"
He wants to know the name of Yuan Shisanqian.
"I am the head of the February Hall of [Qinglonghui] on the 13th day of the Yuan Dynasty."
The voice of Yuan Thirteen Limits echoed in the air.