Super God Gene

The disciple of the watching town of Tiangong almost wanted to vomit blood. He clearly felt that Hansen's power was less than that of lonely bamboo, but there was a feeling of even force, complicated and contradictory.

Many of the Wang elders were surprised to see the momentum emanating from Hanson.

They feel the same way as the ordinary disciples of the town of Tiangong, but they see it more clearly.

It is true that Hanson's absolute power is not as strong as his promotion to the Marquis, but rather his strength and strength are becoming stronger and stronger than repressed.

As the knife intent of Lonely Bamboo continues to climb, Hanson's situation is constantly changing, and he has not been suppressed by Lonely Bamboo.

The two men's circumstances are too horrible, they have condensed the visible essence of the naked eye, watching the disciples of the battle town of Heavenly Palace, what they see, seems no longer to be a confrontation between Lonely Bamboo and Hansen, but a fierce demon and a jade white shadow, two terrible moments collide, as if night and day alternate, black and white, no one has been able to take advantage of the cheap, nor has it been able to suppress either.

Boom!

The two forces seemed to push to the limit at the same time, overwhelming a certain line. The dreambeast laid an envelope that failed to block the momentum of the two people. The two momentum spread out, making many disciples of Zhen Tian Palace feel like their brains are about to explode.

“Ho!” Lonely bamboo shouted, holding a ghost tooth knife in his hands, raising his head above his head, carrying that horrible force that had broken the limit, he had to chop it off against Hanson.

Cloud sky and other elders are laughing at themselves. If this knife is cut down, there will inevitably be a tragedy, and there is no room for it.

The Lord of the Town Palace sighed and stood up from the chair ready to intervene.

The Jade Sword in Hansen's hand is a lonely bamboo, unshakeable as a mountain, with clear eyes without any fear and retreat.

And the lonely bamboo is colorful, man merges with the knife, and the fierce flame rushes straight into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

When everyone thought that Lonely Bamboo was going to chop off this knife, the ghost tooth knife was stuck in the air for a long time, and Lonely Bamboo's eyes stared at Hanson, or at the Jade Sword in Hanson's hand, and the complex emotions inside were volatile.

On the shady green grass, an eighty-nine year old girl with two big braids held a jade sword, clumsy and green practice sword, accidentally hit the jade sword on her head, suddenly sat on the floor with her ass, throwing the jade sword rubbing her eyes.

“Why is Wan crying again?” A teenager squatted in front of the little girl with a smile and a palm pressed against the little girl's head.

“Brother, I don't practice swords anymore, that stinking sword bullies me.” Wan 'er wiped tears in her drums.

“How can a sword bully you? It's your most loyal little buddy, and as long as you're good to it, it'll listen to you.” The young man picked up the Jade Sword and said.

Wan 'er mumbled. “Wan 'er has been very nice to him. He wipes it clean every day and gives it back a fragrance. But he just doesn't listen to Wan 'er. He's so angry. ”

The teenager chuckled and walked to the grass beside him with the jade sword, waving it with his hands. The jade sword floated in his hand like a dragon hovering and dancing.

“Wan 'er, being really good to it is to understand it, not to spray incense.” The teenager shrunk his sword and handed the sword back to the girl, rubbing her head, he said.

“I don't care, it's the most annoying, don't listen to Wan 'er, just listen to my brother.” Wan 'er whispered with a small mouth and drums, but his eyes were full of laughter.

……

In the small courtyard, the young man lay dead by the sink and vomited constantly, as if he was about to spit out his bile.

“Brother, why are you drinking like this again?” A young girl with a big braid came out of the house and ran anxiously to the youth, trying to help them up.

“Leave me alone, I'm fine.” The young man's mouth was mumbling unclearly.

“Brother, a temporary failure is nothing, I know you are the best, you must be able to win again, you have to cheer up.” Adolescent girls support young people with a serious face.

But the teenager has fallen to the ground. People don't know how to help him.

Young girl pulled a few times, she could not pull it. She ran into the house, took a quilt and covered it with a young man. She sat beside the young man and looked at the stars and prayed with piety: "If there really is a god in the world, Wan 'er begged you to help my brother and let him get back together. Whatever Wan 'er had to give, Wan 'er would be willing. ”

In the moonlight, the young man lay on the ground and slipped down a tear with his eyes closed.

“Wan Er...” Lonely bamboo stared at the jade sword lips slightly, no sound at all, but there were numerous complex emotions in the eyes interwoven collision.

“I can't fall down... I can't fall down here... even if I die... even if there's only one dirty, muddy soul left... I have to go on...” Lonely Bamboo teeth tremble and my eyes become more and more resolute.

Instead of chopping it down, the ghostly knife flames gradually converged.

“Lonely Bamboo seems a little sober!” The woman next to the Lord of the Town Palace made a surprising sound.

The clouds, the sky and other elders, are also delightful, but it is just a surprise for a moment.

The demon of the heart has been so deeply cultivated, even the king's mind may not be able to do it. It is rare that the lone bamboo can have a little clarity at this time. How can it suppress the demon of the heart?

Hanson looked at Lonely Bamboo, and his eyes flashed a little surprise. Lonely Bamboo finally controlled the heart demon that was about to erupt completely, after all, it did not sink completely.

Lonely Bamboo's body trembled, seemingly experiencing some kind of unspeakable pain, that terrible negative emotion and knife intent that was slowly converging back into his body.

In the mixed eyes of the crowd, Lonely Bamboo was born to suppress the evil demon back into his body, and his whole person looked more horrible than the devil.

The royal nobility of Zhen Tian Palace is both surprised and surprised. It is impossible to imagine how Lonely Bamboo could have done it.

Hansen also gathered his strength, dropped his sword and looked at Lonely Bamboo. At one time, all the breath in the martial arts field was gone.

Lonely Bamboo threw a ghost tooth knife at Hansen and said softly: "I've been promoted to Marquis and I shouldn't go on fighting. You won this war. ”

Hanson caught the Ghost Tooth Knife and returned the Jade Sword to Lone Bamboo.

After taking over the Jade Sword, Lone Bamboo wiped it gently and carefully retrieved it from the sheath, like the Jade Sword was the most expensive treasure in the world.

Looking at the back of Lonely Bamboo's departure, Hanson muttered to himself: “His body is sealed with demons, but his heart is filled with angels, a strange man. ”

No one thought that such an exciting war would end in such a way, but it would not in any way affect their inner excitement.

Long after the end of the battle, it is still frequently mentioned, but every disciple of the town of Tiangong who has seen the battle remembers two figures, perhaps for the rest of his life.