Chapter 1535

"Thank you for your mercy!"

The old man with white hair, like a dying old man, must be the existence of the old director level in the saint doctor's school. He was not only old but also thick skinned. He stared at the disgraced queen of PI Yi, hugged his fist at the purple sparrow and thanked politely.

The purple finch snorted coldly. He was too lazy to deal with such a crafty old guy. He turned around and didn't look at him.

But I was secretly surprised. What means did this old thing use to seal his cultivation at the peak of tianwu realm.

"There is no need to worry. This seal is not for one person, but for the whole valley. As long as it is a person in the valley, no one can be exceptional."

He ling'er knew very well about array seals and so on. He knew what zique'er was worried about. He smiled and said, letting zique'er completely relax.

With the physical strength of the demon family, even if it is sealed, it also has an advantage in the face of Terran warriors in the same realm. Of course, the premise is that there will be no freaks like Ding Ning.

People are beautiful, and the sound is more beautiful. Just listening to the sound makes my bones crisp.

Crane ling'er's voice line is very special. Her voice is waxy. Even Ding Ning can't carry her voice. At the moment, as soon as she opens her mouth to speak, ghost worries become active again. Her eyes stare at crane ling'er, and her saliva splashes all over the ground.

Crane ling'er's perception is so sharp that even if he is sealed for cultivation, he can't detect the coveted eyes of ghost sight sorrow. Xiumei frowned slightly, stared at ghost sight sorrow unhappily and shouted, "what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman."

Ghost jianchou was also blinded by lard. After knowing that everyone had been sealed for cultivation, he became more courageous. Hehe said with a smile: "I see more beautiful women, but it's really the first time for a beautiful woman like you who can make me excited just by listening to the voice."

"Dare to flirt with my landlady and die!"

Langdong and others just haven't reached the peak in the middle and late stage of the big demon, which is a little inferior to PI Yitian and others. Therefore, even if they had a stomach of fire before, they didn't make a move. At the moment, damn it, jianchou dared to take advantage of heling'er. Even if it was just verbal, they couldn't tolerate the wolf guards who were like gods to Ding Ningjing. They burst into a drink and ran to guijianchou.

"Get out of the way. With the same level of cultivation, the little Lord is invincible."

Ghost sees sorrow. Seeing the eight ghost kings under his command in front of him, he drinks them back triumphantly. He is excited to think that it is good to limit cultivation. This time, the young master can finally show off in front of the beauties.

Boom!

But the ideal was very plump and the reality was very skinny. Before ghost saw sorrow and opened his posture, a fist as big as a bowl quickly enlarged in front of him. With a scream, he was beaten with stars in his eyes, covered his bruised eyes and retreated again and again. He shouted in his mouth, "you're a liar, I'm not ready."

The wolf East hugged his arm and sneered, "I'll wait until you're ready to see how invincible you are in the same territory."

"The same territory is invincible. I bah. I dare to talk big in front of Ben Shao."

Clang, clang, a sound of gold and iron came. Long Xiaotian came out of the crowd with a big Guan Dao weighing hundreds of kilograms in his hand. He stared at ghost and said: "I was closed for cultivation some time ago. When I left the customs, I heard that you were talking wildly and wanted to step on me and night alone. Today, we just met. Let's talk about it first."

"What? You're going to trample on my little grandmother. Damn it."

The wolf East was angry when he heard the speech. He walked alone at night, but he was the first wife to have a handsome child. What kind of shit was he worried about? He had to step on the handsome wife. It was more hateful than verbally flirting with Mrs. heling'er. How could he bear it.

what? Walking alone at night is

His little grandmother? Everyone was stunned. I didn't know who the young master of his family was. He was able to get the first genius in the ancient martial arts world.

Fortunately, ye Qingxuan left ahead of time. Otherwise, after listening to these words, I don't know if he will go straight into anger and fight with wolf Dong.

In everyone's incredible stupidity, ghost saw sorrow finally understood what was as fast as wind and electricity. At first, he could feel pain. Later, he was so numb that he was blasted into the sky by the angry wolf east one punch after another. Then he didn't fall to the ground for more than ten minutes. He kept rising and falling in the air and became a flying man in the air.

If he linger hadn't said faintly, "sin is not until death, just teach a lesson", I'm afraid this guy has been torn to pieces now.

His eight loyal dog legs summoned up their courage and rushed up to let him land safely. Unfortunately, wolf Xi, Lang Nan and wolf Bei, who had long been on the side, rushed up, three to eight, beat them and couldn't find the north, crying and howling with their heads in their arms.

Other demon clan soldiers couldn't stand it at all. They sighed bitterly and said that they were too much. They didn't even leave residue for them to eat meat. It's good for them to have a taste.

The old man of the saint doctor's school was so silly that he wanted to say two words about the scene. But on second thought, it seems that he is only sealed by tianwu realm cultivation. Although it's not a problem to do it with his own combat experience and strength, what if these guys don't rush up according to the routine?

Just three, no, two, maybe you can beat your crying father and mother and run away. If it comes out, your old face will really have no face to see people.

So without saying a word, the crafty old antique sneaked back to the station while everyone's attention was attracted by seeing sorrow.

Fortunately, PI Yitian was righteous. When he left, he pulled a sword and killed him. He didn't let him stay foolishly. Otherwise, I don't know whether these violent maniacs will settle accounts in the autumn and clean up his good life.

Master Kong Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at Langdong and others, who perfectly explained what is the aesthetics of violence. He combined his palms, whispered the sound of Buddha, pulled Wuxiang and turned back to the valley station.

He wants to know the origin of Langdong and others. Even the disciples of Tianyin Temple who specialize in body training can't get along with this kind of physical strength when they are sealed.

The high priest stood with a warm smile on his face, but there was an uproar in his heart. Although the breath of these guys was very obscure and the human race could not see it at all, he could not hide it from him who was also the demon race, which made him both excited and excited. Did the little prince bring back a group of demon races when he came back from Kunpeng world? Now the demon clan is expected.

Jiang wuhui was very depressed. An inattentive martial uncle secretly ran away. It didn't count. I thought I had broken through the tianwu realm. Even if I couldn't be the best in the same realm, there couldn't be too many people who could be their opponents. After all, Jianxiu has always been the most aggressive martial artist.

But now, looking at the terrible power of Langdong and others, his self-confidence collapsed rapidly and he thought in frustration that he couldn't beat the pudding. Grandma's, now a group of monsters jumped out. It seems that he is still too weak.

What made him feel the most painful was that the goddess he was thinking of had become someone else's young grandmother, which made him feel embarrassed and drooped his head.

Pudding didn't know when he came over and patted him on the shoulder. Although he didn't speak, it was a comfort.

He was curious about Ding Ning. He didn't know why the magical young man always brought him a faint sense of intimacy.

He was most surprised

Unfortunately, the whispers of others fell to his ears. He knew that the holy doctor gate and Tianjian villa mistook him for the relic of the holy sword, and deliberately targeted him.

He is the real disciple of the relic of the holy sword. How can anyone mistake Ding Ning for himself? Does he have anything to do with the holy sword family? It puzzled him.

The people of the clan should be arriving soon. You really have to inquire about it at that time.

Pimur's old face was already smiling, as if he had found an organization, and talked and laughed with Lingyun and others.

Originally, the women were not too interested in him, but after listening to him about Ding Ning's thrilling journey when he broke into Genghis Khan's mausoleum, they quickly accepted this middle-aged uncle who was a little old, ugly and obscene.

Helena looked at pimur with her mouth full of foam. She felt sour in her heart. She ran over regardless of so many strange eyes, but she was not popular at all. The women who must know where Ding Ning was took him as air and ignored him directly.

But she has seen the strength of ziqueer and Kong Lei. She dares to have any dissatisfaction. She can only have the cheek to add two words in the process of pimur's narration from time to time. Feng Ling smiles and covers her face. NIMA, this girl is really very embarrassing.

In the dark corner, a group of Fusang warriors in wooden clogs and samurai clothes looked at Langdong and others with dignified eyes.

"These people are ding Ning's men named by your sword God to kill. I didn't expect these people to be so strong."

Among the first two warriors, a warrior with a mole on his mouth twinkled with worry in his eyes and whispered to himself.

"Hum, Yamamoto, are you afraid?"

The knight with triangular eyes glanced at him disdainfully and said sarcastically.

The warrior, known as Yamamoto, turned red and said excitedly, "Mr. Kameda, we were sent to understand the strength of the martial arts in China. When reporting, we should naturally be realistic."

"Cut, I think you're afraid."

Kuda said contemptuously, "what are you afraid of, a group of sick people in East Asia? You coward have not inherited the glory of your ancestors..."

"Shut up and stop arguing!"

Always sitting in the dark corner behind the warriors, a middle-aged man in kimono suddenly whispered.

"Hi!"

Kameda and Yamamoto bow together and bow their heads respectfully.

"Yamamoto said yes, although these East Asian sick men can not bear to mention before the sword God Pavilion, we are only responsible for touching the situation, * * no exaggeration or demeanor. As long as the report is realistic, the adults of the sword will naturally have some measures. Hama Jursanro will tell these arrogant people in his sword, who is the real master of the Asia Pacific region."

The middle-aged man raised his head, licked his lips, and said faintly with a strange green light in his eyes.

"Hi!"

Yamamoto bowed slightly without expression, but Kuroda bowed 90 degrees, "Cannot withstand a single blow * * * *" in front of the sword God, "said the compliment." moreover, the whole scene of the competition has been restricted to repair. I feel that in such a case, there is no need for soldiers to defend themselves. Miyamoto's son, AI xixiong, is going to sweep the chins.

Miyamoto Hiroa, a middle-aged man, was obviously very * * * ed to this flattery. His mouth lit up a smile of satisfaction. He said humbly, "although the male one is guided by the sword God, the sword is advancing by leaps and bounds, but it is still hard to get rid of all the Chinas. Especially Ding Ning is a disciple of the holy sword and must not be underestimated."