Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Kunlun Jianpai, Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun.

In the end of a sentence, I mentioned a total of three Kunlun!

This sentence is somewhat circumvented, but Lingyun has a little bit of tempering and has made some special flavors.

The Kunlun sword sent to the Kunlun Mountain to guard the mountain gate... Kunlun Mountain even if you look at the scenery and then spectacular, what do you want to do with a gatekeeper? Is it necessary to knock on the door in Kunlun Mountain?

To offend the Kunlun Swords is to challenge the dignity of Kunlun. How can a mountain have dignity? Unless the Kunlun Mountains really have mountain gods.

Lingyun thought about the flash, and quickly figured out the key. He pretended to be confused: "What is Kunlun?"

Kunlun swords are not the key, Kunlun Mountain is not the key...

Kunlun is the key!

Because the ruined dictator said that Lingyun is challenging the dignity of Kunlun, only a certain person, some people, or some people, will have dignity!

This time it was the turn of the dying sorrow and began to scratch his head. He looked at Lingyun's eyes full of doubts and strange colors, and gradually turned to solemn and curious, and his brows gradually expanded.

On the face of the long road, there was a fascinating look, and I couldn’t help but look at the Zen Master again and exchanged a look.

The Yuanyuan Zen Master is solemn and solemn, but it is also a strange expression. The silkworm eyebrows are wrinkled. It seems that some things cannot be understood.

Then Ling Yun noticed that the eyes of both Jingyuan and Chongxu fell on their left hands almost indiscriminately.

Ling Yun’s left hand naturally did not grow flowers, except that because of the murder too much contaminated with some blood, it is no different from usual.

But Ling Yun knows that he wears a space ring on his left hand.

The rushing head suddenly raised his head and smiled. He smiled and said to Lingyun: "You don't even know Kunlun? I really don't know or don't know?"

Lingyun smiled bitterly: "Of course I really don't know."

Then Ling Yun looked at the sinister and long-distance Zen master and looked forward to the answer he wanted.

I only listened to the sin of the road and coughed, and narrowed my eyes. The old **** was saying: "Then we don't know."

Lingyun almost didn't vomit blood on the spot. Please, you lied and troubled you to spy a little better, okay? !

Isn't this a waste of Laozi's time? !

Lingyun looked at the expressions of the sinister sorrow and the sorcerer, and knew that they could not put any secrets on them, so they immediately turned back to the topic.

"You don't have to scare me. I don't know how to write about the two words, and I don't care what challenges Kunlun's dignity..."

"If Li Kunwu dares to catch me, then I must kill him!"

Ling Yun said to kill Li Kunwu. It’s not just talking about playing, he really wants to kill each other.

Because Li Kunwu is really a martial genius. And very difficult, if Lingyun met him before tonight, the two played against each other, who wins and who is not, not necessarily.

Of course, the winners and losers mentioned here are only martial arts, not counting their respective cards.

Ling Yun casually made a little bit of cards, Li Kunwu will be defeated. Lingyun is worried about the growth speed of Li Kunwu, and he will cause great danger to people around Lingyun.

Just look at the way Li Kunwu played when he appeared, Li Kunwu fluttering in white, self-esteem is very high, has always been the first master of the world.

But what about him now? The white clothes have already been burned by the fire, and the beloved sword was cut off by Ling Yun, and it was full of black. There are many flesh and blood that are fried by the fire spirits in the body, and it is the lamb to be slaughtered under Lingyun's knife.

The person who is so proud of Li Kunwu is now in this situation. He is so sad and insulted that he will definitely hate Lingyun and Qin Dongxue. The two sides have actually formed a dead end!

According to the style of Yun Ge, how can such a person let him live away from Longmen Mountain? Isn't that about finding yourself plugging yourself?

The conscious Zen master is in front of Li Kunwu, and his figure is stable like Taishan. He is rushing to Lingyun with a single palm: "Amitabha, since the barren is standing here, it will not condone the small donor to kill Li Gongzi. Please ask the small donor to give up this thought." ”

The Sense of Zen is not heavy, and the tone is also in the tone of pleading. Lingyun clearly felt the strong will of Zhiyuan Zen Master.

Lingyun mouth squats tightly, and Shen Sheng said: "Zhen Yuan Zen Master, you think I want to kill, can you really stop me?"

The teacher of Jueyuan smiled bitterly: "The poor man has just seen the body of the little donor, and he has already sighed, but the barren still believes that within two feet, the inferior self-confidence can also protect the integrity of Li Shizhu."

The effect of Lingyun's use on his own body is still there. He is confident that this speed will not be faster than himself.

But speed, only through enough distance to see the gap, if you are almost fast, within a certain distance, the speed difference can not be seen.

Mr. Yuan Yuan said that he was able to protect Li Kunwu's safety within two feet, but now he is only two meters away from Li Kunwu.

Lingyun turned his head and looked at the long road.

The dying dynasty leader also smiled bitterly: "Ling Yun, not a poor boast, I am with the Zen Master, you can't kill Li Gongzi tonight."

Lingyun was a little annoyed. Suddenly, the momentum was fierce, and the knife was stepped forward.

With a long stretch of hands, he tried hard to persuade: "Ling Yun, you have to understand that I and the Yuan Zen Master are not harming you, but helping you..."

"But I still want to try!"

Lingyun casts a dragon and screams, and screams like a blast at the top of Longmen. At the same time, he casts a shift!

Twelve real shadows appeared almost at the same time around Li Kunwu, forming a perfect circle. Every Lingyun was slashing and slashing, and swept toward Li Kunwu in the center of the circle!

Shifting and changing, one for twelve!

This is the limit that Lingyun can achieve after using the magical character.

"Dangdang Dangdang..."

The weapon hit, the gold and iron symphony sounded almost indefinitely, and the sorcerer of the Yuan dynasty fluttered, and the figure flicked through the lightning. Even the huge scepter in his hand caught the knives of Lingyun!

brush!

Lingyun returned to the original place, as if he had not moved at all. He only felt the pain in his right hand and the numbness in his mouth.

He took out twelve knives in one direction from twelve directions, and the knives were smashed on the stick of the Senseian Zen Master. The magic knives were shaken by the scepter every time without exception!

"This old monk of Shaolin Temple is so powerful?!"

Lingyun was a little shocked, but there was no expression on the face.

"Amitabha, poor and rude... I also hope that the small donor Haihan."

The teacher of Juyuan also returned to the original place, and a **** color appeared on his face, which quickly returned to normal.

Lingyun was shocked. I felt that the shock in the mind of Yuan Zen Master had already turned over. After playing with Ling Yun, he finally realized that the masters of Longhushan and Kunlun Jianpai would be so fast, so miserable.

Lingyun not only has the speed of horror, but also the power of against the sky. That kind of power can already reach the point where it can drop ten meetings!

A mountain fell in front of you, do you still want to use your hands to support?

Either escape or die, it is so simple and rude.

The Yuanyuan Zen Master suddenly felt that it was worthless for the people of Longhushan and Kunlun Swords. Those people thought that it was ridiculous to think that there were many people and that they would kill the clouds by wheel war or human sea tactics.

It’s too embarrassing for those people to die...

The Yuanyuan Zen Master passed the threshold of the innate nine-story early, although it was still the first small realm in the early nine layers, but the first nine is the first nine.

Even so, after the hard-pressed Lingyun twelve knives, I still know that my instinct consumes 30%, the arm wrist and the tiger's mouth, all sour!

Moreover, the Yuan Zen Master used a heavy Zen stick, which also accounted for Lingyun.

"admire!"

Lingyun forcibly suppressed the blood and blood in the Dantian, and sincerely praised the Zen Master.

The faculty of Jueyuan looked awkwardly and bowed slightly: "The little donor praised it, and the poor, if the small donor did not go through a series of battles, and now it is at its peak, the barren can't beat the small donor."

The attitude of the Zen Master is really to let Lingyun have no idea of ​​fighting. People are always polite and sincere and modest. They can’t talk endlessly.

That is too much to slip. Lingyun has never been the kind of person who is not interested.

Ling Yun directly received the blood magic knife, looking directly at the distance and rushing, the positive color asked: "It seems that the two really want to save him?"

When the Zen Master saw Lingyun’s knife, he smiled and said: “Be good and good, and convenient for yourself. The small donor really has a relationship with my Buddha.”

It’s really a thousand-dozens, and I’m not wearing it. Yun’s fascination is that there is no temper at all. He has no choice but to say: “Oh, you can kill him, but I have a few words to ask him. ""

This time, the Master Zen Master promised very simply: "Small donors please ask casually."

"Li Kunwu, I ask you, why do you want the Kunlun Swordsman to go out for the Shenjian Villa? Say!"

Li Kunwu knows that his life is finally saved. He is too proud to be proud at this time. He is very guilty of the guilty conscience. He honestly replied: "The owner of Shenjian Villa is originally from us. When the Kunlun swords are sent out, why do you say that I have to go out for them?"

It turned out that Lingyun suddenly realized and nodded.

Although Li Kunwu answered very honestly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can talk to Lingyun's tone is still so mad, which makes Lingyun somewhat unhappy.

"Li Kunwu, I don't care what background you have, you don't think they have blocked them. I can't really kill you. If I really want to kill you, the gods can't save you!"

Lingyun dropped a sentence coldly and then asked the question he most wanted to ask.

"I will ask you again, what is the relationship between your Kunlun swords and the Tianjian of Tianshan? Is there any exchange?"

Lingyun certainly wants to ask Li Kunwu this question, because it is related to the whereabouts of his mother Qin Qiuyue.

Some of the people who were asked by Li Kunwu were puzzled. His expression was confused for a long time, and he muttered: "Tianshan Tianjianzong? The Kunlun Mountains and the Tianshan Mountains are separated by a thousand miles, separated by a Tarim Basin. What can we and they have? relationship?"

Lingyun brows wrinkled, only to realize that he asked the wrong person. (To be continued.)

Ps: There is still one more tonight.

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