Heaven Awakening Path

The Zhan Ren gang of Tianxuan Peak must also pay attention to Luping. Even if Lupin doesn't feel it clearly, guess what.

In favor of Tianxuan Peak, there are wind discipline groups. Zhan Ren and many of his doors are wind discipline group members. Seven stars will try to show any irregularities. The wind discipline group comes out to speak and say the right words. In the case of Luping, it is also extremely reasonable to deliberately seek an aggravating punishment from the head. Zhen Ren has already done it once, and there is another violation. He can throw a hat that “gave you a chance” and completely disqualify Luping.

Although Lupin didn't really care about the Seven Stars Club, he wouldn't be happy to let those guys mess around. So when I heard Xiao Tang say this, it suddenly slightly flashed.

And Huang Trickle heard Tang Xiao's words, his heart was determined. He was still watching out for Luping. After all, according to reason, he was the first to violate the rules, and the others defended against the attack, which was not a violation. But after listening to Tang Xiao Xiao, he knew that Lu Ping was worried and did not dare to overstep the rules at all. Even acts such as legitimate counter-attacks are fearful of being snapped.

This must be offensive, right?

What about your current move, maybe selling a good one to Wind Discipline? Perhaps the punishment for yourself will not be too severe afterwards?

In the moment, Huang Trickle's mind flashed many thoughts, glancing at Luping's eyes, has a slightly provocative meaning. But he didn't think that Lupin's hesitation was only for a moment.

For the seven-star test book, it doesn't matter to him, seeing Tang Xiao is being hurt in front of him, making a decision is simply an easy thing to do.

Just moments after Huang Trickle flashed many thoughts, Luping continued to wave a slight pause and hit Huang Trickle in the face.

The punch was so strong that his fingers squeezed firmly into Huang Trickle's cheek, slamming him out of obliqueness and glancing at Venus.

“You!”

Huang Trickle hasn't done much yet, Tang Xiaoxiao started the fire.

“Are you all right?” Lu Ping asked her.

“Of course I'm fine. What will happen to me? What are you talking about? Can't you hear me?” Tang Xiaoxiao was angry.

“It's all right now, if I don't do it, I don't think I can say it.” The road is flat. Huang Trickle had just taken the hit, he really heard it, that really ignored the need to give Tang Xiao's death blow.

“So what?” Tang Xiaomei's airway.

“Then die.” Lupin said.

“You...” Xiaoxiao Tang was bluntly whitened by Luping to say something. Huang Trickle sat on the floor, his face covered with one hand, and he was dumb.

Jan Jen's attendants, Luping just went into four laps to beat them up, as if the mice had seen the cat, appeared at the right time. Things are very different, including Ho Chi, who was knocked down by the road.

Because they're not challenging the road level, they're driving the wind discipline team.

“What's going on.” He Zheng rushed to the front of a line of people, unusually dignified. The arm badge on his left arm with the word "Ji" on it was illuminated by him standing in a very prominent position, facing the road level.

“That man.” Luping pointed to Huang Trickle, “the opponent had admitted to losing, and he had to kill the opponent's men, and I stopped him. ”

“Should I reward you for listening to you?” The arms of the wind discipline group gave him considerable confidence. At this time, facing Luping, he returned to the three rows of mountains where the sea had not been directly crossed by Luping.

“That won't be necessary. Raise your hand.” Lupin said.

“Humph.” He snorted coldly, his eyes turned to Yellow Trickle.

“What do you say?” He asked.

Huang Trickle's eyes suddenly lit.

It's funny. It's so funny.

There is a contradiction between the wind discipline group and Luping, you can feel it with your eyes closed. At the moment, as long as he can find a strong argument for Wind Discipline, why won't he get favouritism?

“I'm not going to kill anybody.” Trickle said immediately, "I just want my sword back. ”

“Your sword? ”

“Yes, my sword, tequila sword.” Huang Trickle said.

Tequila sword has now been removed from the wrapped arm by Tang Xiao Xiao. Her entire left forearm to left hand is bloody, dyeing her clothes into a paste. Forgive me, the Tequila Sword is still held in her hands by her death, both hands. Blood slides down irresistibly along the sword, and even a few traces of sticky flesh can be seen on the blade.

“Do you have the face to say this is your sword?” Tang Xiaomei grinned.

“Why not? Teacher died, the Sparrowtongue sword was routinely retrieved by the Seven Kills Hall. The Tequila sword is the teacher's personal property, and there are no last words. Naturally, it is my first apprentice who should inherit it it it.” Yellow Trickle righteously said.

“Now he's your teacher again? At this time, you became the first apprentice again?” Huang Trickle's shamelessness has made Xiao Tang wonder whether to cry or laugh.

“It should be.” Huang Trickle is very sure of the tunnel.

“Go to hell!” Xiao Tang suddenly lifted her arms and picked them out with a sword. The sword momentarily pulled out of the ground, taking the dust and cutting it straight towards the yellow trickle. For her brothers and sisters, she only has a lesson in mind, and their actions, after all, are just a little selfish, not to say sinful, not to die.

But Huang Trickle, as the leader, is most popular with teachers. A tequila sword exposed his shamelessness, disgusting, Tang Xiaoxiao killed him without any psychological burden.

Huang Trickle was also completely unexpected that Tang Xiao's intention to kill at this time, and dared to attack directly in front of the people of Tianxuan Feng Feng Discipline Group. His strength is above Tang Xiao's, but at this time Tang Xiao's holding a tequila sword, with the help of the Divine Soldier, this sword power, from time to time, exceeds the scope of his resistance.

“Outrageous!!” He Xiao's people roared and couldn't stop him. A dirt trickle leaked straight into his face, and the trickle panicked to escape, and a bloody flower blossomed out of his presence.

Shun Feng.

Tang Xiaoxiao went mad and did not falsely think using her best intelligence. The sword's attack seemed to be halfway out of sight, but the power had long been delivered to Ho. In a hurry, He could not tell, and the face was avoided, the blood sprayed, falling backwards.

The scene suddenly changed. He Xiaopei couldn't care less about what kind of word game he was going to play. A circle of people wanted to attack Tang Xiao, but Luping's arrow had stopped him in front of Tang Xiao.

“The Seven Stars will try, and you dare to fight the sword, and the main conspirators will not run away!” In a word, he had already loaded Luping with it. But at the end of the day, he starts to moan again. Doesn't it seem that Luping has any fear of their status as a discipline team? This really has to be done at all costs. There are plenty of them, but... is it enough?

Safely crossing three rows of mountains and falling into the sea, it was too much of a psychological shock to Ho. There are many people at the moment, but they are still worried that they are not rivals to Luping. Others have not tasted such thoughts. Although people are surrounded, at first sight, the road is spared and they look at it again.

This stops, and a voice comes along at a pause.

“What are the rules of the Seven Stars Association of Beidou Academy? I don't get it.” The voice said.

“Who is it?” He turned his head from time to time, worried about Luping, and how many others could be seen by the wind discipline team, self-infuriating.

“My name is Yan, and my name is Yan Xizhe.” Silently watched Yan Xizhe introduce himself throughout the process.

“Which hospital are you from? Who's your mentor?” He Xizhe looked at Yan Xizhe as not a seven-piece costume, and guessed which courtyard he was from. His breath suddenly became a bit harsh.

“I'm not from any yard, I'm from Northwest L.A. I don't have a mentor. My father taught me to practice. His name is Yan Qiu. ”

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November 26th, complicated day!