Supreme Uprising

Dragonfly's eyes are filled with anger!

His impatience was, of course, due to the fact that this ignorant brother did not give himself face, so that the young son could no longer trust him as before. In order to recover his petition in front of the young man, he thought of a lot of ideas and exhausted his energy when searching his stomach.

“Little Brother, let's get this over with. Brother, you have to finish ten games. Ha ha, if you can't pick up the sword in the back, you will lose the face of Songyang Sword Gate! ”

Dragonfly looked at the ink and the sound was full of sarcasm.

Rain ink was faint, but his shaking hands let everyone know that he was nervous at the time.

Although his ancestor taught kung fu in his heart, and although there were nine sunsets, Yunmao was still nervous.

Now, for the first time, the burden of the whole Sect fell on his shoulders, and he felt so stressed.

“Dragonfly, you... please!” Yu Mok no longer calls his brother, from which his determination can be felt.

But if he stuttered like that, he still made the dragonfly look happier and happier. “Little brother, don't be too nervous! ”

Speaking of which, he shouted the sword in his hand: "Come on, attack first, and save the others from saying that I, the brother, have been bullying you, not even giving you a chance to make a move! ”

At this time, Dragonfly should not only humiliate Ink, but also make more impressions in front of his master.

As a result, no effort has been spared, or even excessive, in the humiliation of the rainwater ink.

Luo Yunyang, lying on his bed, has been watching the battle with a passion. Although his body is barely able to move now, this is indeed a good place to heal his injuries.

Not to mention, Luo Yunyang's heart has a little more love for this rain ink, which has always liked to talk more.

This guy really wants to die!

“Take it!” Yunmao calmed down momentarily, just one sword cut out, this sword, he practically carried out all his own modifications.

Nine Heavens Sunset Tip!

After Luo Yunyang's modified nine days of sunset, it has already surpassed all the methods of Songyang Sword Gate. It can be said that even as the controller of Songyang Sword Gate, there is no such method.

Rain ink can only extend fur, but this fur is the fur of Luo Yunyang, accompanied by his sword light, a round of intense sun from the sky, towards the dragon to fall heavily.

Dragonfly looked like a master and stood there carelessly. He never thought of Rain ink as his opponent. In his view, this little brother, compared to himself, was 18,000 miles worse.

There was a huge gap between the past and himself, and now the gap is even greater. He entered the Longyue Mountains. During this time, as a young son's heart, he was instructed by a number of masters and became an inner disciple of Longyue Mountains.

Winning this time will not only be quick, but it will also make the little boy feel so relaxed that he can better reflect his values.

But just as he figured out how to make him more honorable for this victory, a fierce sun swept up against him.

In this intense sun, his mind is deterred, and it is difficult to generate any resistance at all. Even if his mind is not suppressed at this time, he has no choice.

When the sun sets, it reaches the top of Dragonfly's head instantly. If the sun sets on Dragonfly, Dragonfly will immediately scatter his soul.

Longfei was already shocked by the motion, which was talking to the young boy from the deacon and others, at this time in one eye, flashing all the colours of disbelief.

Hu Wei, from the deacon, he couldn't get his hands on it at all. It was good to be next to the young man, and suddenly an old man appeared. The old man waved at the position of the dragon flying, then the dragon flying straight backwards towards the old man.

However, at the moment he flies backwards, the rolling fierce sun does not relent, and flies towards him again.

“The beads of rice grains, too, dare to shine light here!” The old man was stopped for saving his own life and suddenly shouted in anger. He waved his hands and blasted his hands towards the sun.

The cultivation of the old man was the early days of the cosmic realm, in this part of the heavens and the earth, can also be said to exist at a high level, if this dragon was not a good seedling in the eyes of his ad, and more to do with their face in the dragon mountains, he would not have done it.

The fierce sun and the fierce palm force collide in the void, that is, the moment, which implies the will of the elderly, and is divided into two parts by the fierce sun.

And the sun came upon the elderly, and they were about to wave their hands again, and the sun was near the elderly.

Strong crossbow, silently fell to the ground, disappeared into the void!

The old man who captured Dragonfly flashed a little fear in his eyes, because the hidden intent to kill in the fierce sun gave him a feeling of fear.

And that's when a slice of his sleeve had fallen to the ground. Although the sleeves are few, the fallen sleeves also represent the face of the elderly.

A gaze looked at the old, many of whom knew the old man and knew his identity in the Dragon Mountains.

The difference between the identity of the elderly and the rain ink is almost 108,000 miles, but the elderly, just now, were cut off by a sword of rain ink.

Once this scandal spreads, the old man's name will be greatly affected, but at this time, more people are looking at the rain ink.

In their eyes, there are teenagers out there!

Rain ink stood there similarly, although he practiced the Nine Days of Sunset, his heart was filled with hope, hoping that the ancient master would pass on this method, so that he could defeat his opponent.

But he had no idea what the power of these nine sunsets was. And that sunset blow just now shook his heart.

Did I really just beat Brother Longfei? Is my nine-day sunset really that powerful?

Luo Yunyang paid more attention, put more attention on the rain ink, looked at the silly rain ink, Luo Yunyang leaned his mouth, the kid usually said a lot, but now, he really can't get to the stage.

“Old Zheng!” The young man was the first to break the tranquillity. He looked at Zheng Lao with concern.

Although Zheng Lao is nominally the guardian of the young son, the relationship between the two is almost like the apprentice, otherwise Zheng Lao will not help Longfei.

“Young man, no problem.” Zheng Lao's speech room, his eyes fell on Yu Ink: “Young man, your work is strange, I have never seen such a direct pointing at the gates of the avenue, I wonder if it is possible to teach. ”

Rain ink stunned for a while. Just as he opened his tongue and didn't know what to say, he heard the dragonfly say out loud: “This... this is the Nine Days Sunset, Nine Days Sunset! ”

Nine Sunsets are in the Songyang Sword Gate, never a secret. As long as Songyang Sword Gate's disciple, he basically learned the Nine Sunsets.

Even many of them have a dream of figuring out the supreme power left by the ancestors, a dream that is not easy to achieve.

Dragonfly also learned the Nine Heavens Sunset Technique, and also learned a lot of time. In the end, he came to the conclusion that this method is purely a waste of time.

But he didn't expect that this time it was a great opportunity for him to perform, and he actually lost to the nine-day sunset.

“Did I win this fight?” Rain ink finally reacted, and he looked away from the deacon and asked in a loud voice.

Nor did it occur to the deacon that such an extraordinary work had emerged in such a doorway that it was supposed to be extinct.

Although he did not know the nine-day sunset technique, his eyesight still existed. From the situation where Yunmao had just started, he felt that this technique was absolutely no less than some of the top techniques of their divine martial arts.

At one point, his heart rose to a great joy.

Yunmo's kung fu technique is good, but his cultivation is the star realm. If such juveniles can be absorbed into their divine martial arts, it is absolutely remarkable what Zongmen gave him.

After a moment of silence, he shouted in silence at the rain ink: "No mistake, you just won! ”

The moment this sentence is spoken from the butler's mouth, Longfei's face becomes incredibly ugly. The little boy wants to take down the idea of Songyang Sword Gate. His heart is incredibly clear. He is also determined to give Songyang Sword Gate to the little boy.

But in the present situation, he couldn't help Young Son to take down the Songyang Sword Gate without saying it. This took down the opportunity of Songyang Sword Gate, or it was thrown out of his hands.

After that, how to stand under the younger son!

“This doesn't count, I'm not ready, I...”

Frowning away from the deacon's eyebrows, he was only a small figure in the district, but his majesty was impermissible to his subordinate sects.

And at the moment of his frowning, the young man had already slapped a heavy ear on Dragonfly's face, hating and scolding: “Sin! Is it possible for someone like you to question the decision to leave the deacon? ”

Until the deacon heard the young man say this, he immediately felt that his face had come to him, and he smiled slightly: “The young man did not have to do this, the little brother himself was temporarily unable to think, I think he will want to drive in the future. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Yunmao and said: "Young man, your sword skills are very good. I am the deacon of the Divine Martial Arts Sect, and I am now certain that you have won a battle and saved your sect. ”

The ecstatic ecstasy in Rain Ink's eyes erupted instantly. Although he tried to keep himself calm, the ecstatic appearance could still be seen by those present.

And that's when I heard the deacon say, "Yu Mo, my master of divine martial arts has always liked to accommodate juvenile talent. Would you like to be a disciple of our divine martial arts? ”

This statement immediately attracted the attention of those present at the venue.

These people, including Luo Yunyang!