Supreme Uprising

“When did the clouds get so talkative?" ”A man in a suit, I can't believe it.

His companion, an obviously older man, said with a smile: "What's so hard to understand? It's not that they're getting better, it's that they don't want to fight a juvenile archbishop! ”

“O Archbishop, the whole world is for them, and the Cloud Family has a great archbishop, but it is not until the brain is broken that a archbishop will die. ”

The man in the suit showed a glimmer of envy on his face, and his eyes glanced at the representatives of the parties who stood up and saw a slight additional embarrassment on their faces.

Although they will not regret their actions, after all, they were just trying to push a juvenile archbishop into desperation. The world is about planting only flowers, less stabbing. Well, it is not a pleasant thing to mess with a archbishop from any angle.

“Uncle Cheng, how do you think this matter will be resolved?” The young man hesitated for a moment and asked softly.

“How else can we solve this? Good for you, good for me, good for everyone!” The elderly laughed and saw the world through.

There are a lot of people with the same ideas as this old man, and in their view, with so much power and the attitude of the clouds, everything is no longer a problem.

But while they were waiting for each other to smile and take revenge, they heard the teenager say: "I told you, your family has only three hours. ”

“Three hours have passed now! ”

As soon as the sentence came out, it allowed the discussion to quiet down.

The old man of the Yun family was even more angry and shaky. He never dreamed that he would be able to achieve this posture, which was already very good. Unexpectedly, his proposed encounter with a smiling vengeance was directly ignored in the eyes of this young man.

He didn't agree, he dared!

It made him incredibly angry, but at the same time he had a bad feeling in his heart. Lower your head to courage, look up at strength, this teenager can fight the clouds so hard, there must be some guts.

The old man can hold on to his emotions. After all, Yun Yinghao is young and cheerful. He saw Luo Yunyang give in to the Yun family's initiative and was forced to be furious. He thought that among the young people in the world, besides the big man sitting in the mayor's seat and holding the blood guard, he should line himself up. Unexpectedly, there was another juvenile archbishop.

Juvenile Archbishop, when did you become so worthless?

“Don't you fucking embarrass me!” At this time, Yun Yinghao just felt the blood surge, pointing at Luo Yunyang and shouting.

As soon as he spoke, Luo Yunyang's palms grabbed him gently, and his body couldn't help but rush towards Luo Yunyang.

“Be merciful!” Along with a heavy drink, he saw a short, fat old man appearing not far from Yun Yinghao. He reached out his palm and punched him hard in the direction of Luo Yunyang.

This punch is silent, but those who are more than twenty meters away can still feel this power, like a train.

A line came from afar and whistled past the giant train.

And they, just ordinary people not far from the train.

“It's a Hundred Steps Fist Range Unnamed!” Some say in shock that the voice is filled with fear. To them, the great archbishop of Bamboo Goddess Fist Range is like a mountain.

A mountain that they can only look up to.

Luo Yunyang faced a sudden punch, the color remained the same, the other hand waving, another suction, towards the fist wind swept past.

The fierce fisting power, eye turning kung fu, has not entered Luo Yunyang's green source nucleus, and Cheng's unnamed face, has also become incredibly strange.

“You… you are such a weird means!” Cheng Anonymous exclaimed, the more the divine color, the more solemnly said: “The next name is Anonymous, ranked in the 36th ranking of the heavenly list, I don't know what the name is? ”

Name it, it's a process that the martial artists love when fighting. Moreover, in the Oriental Thirteenth City, most martial artists prefer not to change their surnames and sit without changing their surnames.

Normally, a warrior who does not dare to report a name cannot be seen.

Luo Yunyang looked seriously at Cheng Anonymous, faintly said: “Luo Yunyang! ”

Cheng Unnamed nodded unconsciously and just spit out a word in his mouth. The whole person almost didn't fall to the floor.

Luo Yunyang was too clear in his heart about what the three words meant.

This extraordinary teenager killed the leader of the Optimus Army, Ye Optimus, a secret for ordinary high-ranking people, but grandmasters like Cheng Anonymous did not hide it.

Not to mention the Battle of the Vajra King!

With virtually no hesitation, Cheng Doe turned to Luo Yunyang and saluted: “Cheng Doe has seen Luo Dutang! ”

And the moment Luo Yunyang was famous, the people present, almost instantly, stayed there. This teenager is not easy. It's like a spark with lightning all the way.

The consequences of provoking Luo Yunyang are clear to those present!

At one time, the surrounding sparrows were silent, and the ten largest consortiums that would have been proud, a pale face, was very embarrassed.

“Seen the capital!” Those of the Eight Oriental Armies, one by one, quickly came to the front of Luo Yunyang, respectfully said.

Though they don't have much information, they know exactly what Luo Yunyang is like.

Divine Powerhouse!

It's a divine class, Grandma's. I knew it was his old man. How could I not offend him with a long face? Some people still scream bitterness in their hearts, clearly remember the appearance of this teenager, why have they just gone blind! Well, now take a closer look, it's like him!

The old man of the Yun family, the whole person stayed there, he is an elite figure of the Yun family, in the family, holds certain rights.

But compared to Luo Yunyang, the difference is too far away.

I knew it was him who broke down the Yunjia gate, even dare to fart. That was also the arrogant Yun Yinghao, the regretful intestines are green, the change here, even made his whole person a little angry.

As for that Miss Lan, it's time to say that we saw the biggest reversal of her life.

Luo Yunyang three words, she naturally heard of it, and she fueled the young man during the First World War in the ancient city of Meiya, which was of federal interest.

Why didn't you recognize him?

Uncle Chen Jia, at this time also understood, he has heard Luo Yunyang's name, but his sources are a little behind, so the feeling of Luo Yunyang is still a juvenile archdeacon.

But anyway, he thinks this thing should be resolved.

“I didn't know Luo Dutang had arrived. My Yun family is truly brilliant. I have gone to have our elders invited. I also asked Luo Dutang to wait a moment.” The old man of the cloud bit his teeth and quickly walked out.

“I'm not here to see any of your masters!” Luo Yunyang looked at the old man and shouted: “Opportunity, I have given you! ”