Hearing this, Sister Fang was excited.

I have been busy with my Majesty for most of my life, and I should enjoy blessing.

"This, okay."

Sister Fang nodded and agreed.

It didn't take long for her to move into the Wutong Yuan Yanfu with Honglian.

Regarding their arrival, the peony water fairy rose expressed welcoming. Several people gathered together, as if returning to the days when they were in Qunfang Pavilion.

I often talk about music theory together, dance.

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Thirty -six years of Daliang Shenwu.

Outside Wutongyuan, an old man in a black robe slowly came slowly.

The old man has a sense of late twilight. The skinny body contains the breath of life, like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time.

There is a pavilion outside Wutongyuan.

In the pavilion, a giant standing up to three feet in the pavilion, the opponent circulated blood and blood, the muscles were poured like iron water.

The opponent is the unknown corpse king. He does not seem to have no sense. Regardless of the wind and rain, when the spring goes to the autumn, he stands in the pavilion like a sculpture.

But just today.

After the old man came, the imperial god in the unknown king seemed to be aware of the threat, opened his eyes fiercely, and whispered towards the other party.

"Good corpse king! Although the corpse method of Wanxiu Cave is the left side of the door, it is not unparalleled." The old man admired it.

The motion of the corpse king attracted the students of Wutongyuan's students.

"Who is this old man and why can the corpse king move?"

"I don't know, but it should not be simple."

"But looking at his twilight, it seems that his life is short long. Such a person can really make the corpse king so alert?"

Everyone has a lot of discussion.

Zhang Gufeng, Ren Guyun looked at the old man, dare not care about it.

Because from the weak body of the other party, they felt a true gas like volcanic lava!

"In the golden Yangfeng, come to challenge the gods! Please give martial arts!"

The old man suddenly exploded.

The sound wave shocked like a thunder, and suddenly exploded.

Not to mention Wutongyuan, most of the kings can be heard clearly.

The people of Wangdu couldn't help but surprise.

There are actually people who dare to challenge the martial arts?

Don't you know the name of the martial arts god, has it been shocked?

"Jinyangfeng, familiar name."

Wang Du, in a room, a middle -aged man in a brocade showed a touch of thought, and then he took out a box and started to find it.

Take out a booklet from it, which reads the biography of martial arts. The man opened one of the pages and revealed the color.

Running the mainland! Even some Xuanzong must avoid its edge, he hasn't died yet. "

Shouyuan, Shouyuan is up to five hundred.

The previous Black Mountain Sword Lord was a god of gods three hundred years ago. It is normal to live now, but this Jinyang style is a god in the gods 600 years ago.

According to reason, as long as there is no breakthrough, it has long been a long time ago.

"The other party should have taken some treasures of extended life, huh, a bit interesting, go and see how the martial arts god should deal with."

Jinyi middle -aged man smiled slightly and went to Wutongyuan quickly.

Wutong Yuan.

Naturally, it was natural to hear the declaration of Jinyangfeng. He came with some interest, and his figure flashed. He appeared in front of the other side like a ghost.

"I have never met you, why challenge me?"

"It's simple, I'm about to die."

"Well, see it, but you are going to die, how can you do it with me?"

"It doesn't matter, but I want to see the peak of martial arts in this world at the last moment of my life."

Jin Yangfeng stared at Ming Wuyan with bright eyes, looking forward to it.

It suddenly dawned on me without saying anything.

I see.

It's the warrior's desire for martial arts that is causing trouble.
Chapter completed!