Thunder Martial

“I said why don't you go fuck yourselves, why did Lingwuzong show up in your garbage? ”

The big man glanced at several people, and turned to the Xuan Wuzong side and drank, “Xuan Wuzong's disciples, our brothers are fighting, are we like these grandchildren of Ling Wuzong, talking about their brothers behind their backs, still waiting for their brothers to die? ”

“No!”

When the voice of the big man fell, several disciples shouted loudly. They obviously had the intention to do it long ago. They hesitated. Only a leader appeared. At this moment, the big man opened his mouth and his heart rose.

“Well, since it is not the garbage of Lingwuzong, let me kill it out and kill a bloody road.” The big man drinks again.

But at this time, someone pulled him, “What are you doing? Do you want to be the head bird? Don't die, wait for the warlords to consume a lot before going out. ”

The big man turned his head, pointing at the other person's nose and scolded, “Spare your mother's ass, before I had to fight Xu Yan, it was you sons of bitches who stopped me, now said the wind cold words, back to sect, I must tell the elder, regardless of the brother's death, let him kill you son of a bitch trash first. ”

“Brothers, don't be afraid to die, it's not like you're a son of a bitch. Kill me, help my brothers, and kill these insidious guys. ”

The big man pulled out his own weapon, and had stormed out of the crowd and rushed into battle outside the valley.

“Kill, I'm not a son of a bitch. ”

The first had a second, and yet another disciple of the Xuanmu sect washed away.

“Go, brothers, don't embarrass us Xuan Wuzong.” The third disciple also flew out.

“In the morning, in disregard of our lives and deaths, we will kill them all, and the disciples of Martial Arts will kill them as I please.” The disciple who survived the war also rushed out.

Kill! Kill!

Suddenly shouting and shouting, more and more people rushed to the battlefield. At this moment, their blood is finally excited.

“Brother Zixuan, I'm coming. ”

Finally, the disciples of Lingwuzong also rushed out. However, the number is relatively small, there are only a few, but they are all blood-borne people. At this time, the attack represents the choice to follow Purple, and go to the opposite side of Chen Feng.

The blood of the disciples was inspired, shouted and joined the battle.

Blood spilled, broken arms flickered, and a monk crashed.

There is no longer any suspense in this battle, and the line of defense formed by the warlords has finally been torn apart and a major gap has emerged.

“Brother Zijuan, let's go. ”

“Brother Mui, let's get out of here. ”

The line broke open and disciples shouted loudly.

“No, you go, I'm going to destroy these scum, one by one.” Purple coldly said.

“Let's go.” Muyi said the same to Lu Peng and others.

“Brother, we will not leave.” Once blood is stimulated, it is naturally impossible to retreat quickly, so everyone chooses to fight side by side.

“Idiot, don't go now. Wait. When? ”

“What a bunch of idiots. The defensive line has been torn. We're moving fast, away from here. ”

“Go on, kill it. ”

“Kill a bloody road, boys. Go! ”

The line of defense was torn apart, and those disciples who watched it change finally seized the opportunity to rush towards the torn line of defense with a high level of fighting, a continuous roar, a rising spirit of war, and a strong aura.

“How shameless! ”

“The garbage, the defenses we tore apart so painstakingly, they had to rush out. ”

The disciples were very impatient, but the helpless purple and others did not leave, nor did they. At this time, all the impatience was turned into a force of war. A warfare disciple fell in front of everyone.

The disciples led by Lingwuzong, at this moment, the will rose and rushed out of the line of defense, but in the moment, they encountered the powerful impact of the disciples led by the morning, Xie Qiu, between the blinking of the sword and the light of the sword, this gap was instantly blocked.

Previous disciples, all of them retreated back, rushing out dozens of people, by this time half had been damaged, only half had returned.

“Damn, it's such a despicable morning to guard against this. ”

“Zijuan is not a good thing either. He didn't rush out, which should have been expected long ago. ”

“It's despicable, it's a blatant victimization, and the mind is really vicious. ”

“Zi Zhen, I remember this bill, you wait. ”

The crowd returned with anger in their hearts, each whispering and returning again to the valley.

“Kill!”

In the early morning, although the battle had a variable, the general direction had not changed. Purple raised the slaughter knife, killed out the crowd, and took Su Mengyao and Lin Xue to kill in and out.

“Purple, die.” Xie Qiu burst suddenly, and the energy poured, striking a violent blow.

The silver light shined on the purple beam, the lane electric light surrounded, the foot wrong, the slim steps appeared, the black sword in hand crossed a silver light, has come to kill.

In this boundless killing, Purple Hill, a perfect blend of slim steps and glittering swords, has become a fusion of warfare skills.

This blow, like lightning, bright silver, like flowing light, electric light, winks.

“Pfft!”

The long sword was drawn with silver light, and the purple ray had already appeared behind Xie Qiu. The latter's pupils magnified and a scratch appeared at the neck of the neck. The energy smell faded silently.

Bone bust!

Xie Qiu's head rolled off, blood sprayed, the second man in the inner gate of the Battle Martial Sect, has died.

If many disciples die and the warlords can be indifferent, then Xie Qiu's death is too shocking, and it is a must kill, at this moment, with resolute warlords disciples, a wave has appeared in his heart.

“Kill!”

At the same time, Zhang Haotian and others, also killed several extremely weighty beings, terrible screaming, listening to people creepy.

“Kill, kill everyone, don't back off!” Drinking in the morning, their main bones still exist.

“Morning! ”

Purple drank, rushed into the morning, killed a disciple along the way, the two men fought together, the energy was rolling, the blast kept coming out, around the two, forming an energy storm, no more monks dared to move forward.

Thunderbolt Finger!

A thunderbolt suddenly appeared, like a thunderbolt roaring with the power of terror.

Heavenly Fist!

And in the morning, it was a powerful move, and the boxing wind was fierce.

“Boom!”

Sound explosion came out, infinite energy fluctuated, the energy atmosphere around the two of them violently attenuated, the crowd saw a bright silver light, with the velocity of flowing light, sharp sword, rushed into the morning.

Man and Sword Unite, Man and Sword Unite, Fusion of War Skills Reproduction.

Silver flashes away and this is the end.

Infinite energy dissipated, the smoke fell, and the purple rose behind the morning, the latter motionless, stunned in the eyes, with a visible red mark on the neck.

The fighting stopped, and everyone watched Purple and the morning, watching the two move.

“Boom!” In the morning, his eyes rejuvenated and his body fell backwards, eventually not blocking the powerful blow of purple.

“Brother in the morning! ”

“How is that possible, Brother Morning? ”

Morning is dead, the power is gone, then it's time to beat down the dogs.

“Lingfei, he counts with me, today is your time to die.” Lingfei's legs healed before long, and Zhang Haotian interrupted them again.

Ka-cha, ka-cha! ”

The broken bone sounded constantly, Zhang Haotian was exasperating his grievances, and finally, under the constant begging for forgiveness of Lingfei, completely resolved each other.

Later, Chen Qi, Taikai and others did not escape and died in the hands of Zhang Haotian.

With the defeat of the Martial Arts Sect, the disciples fled and the crowd persisted in pursuit, more than they deserved was the burden behind them.

Prior to the arrival of many vicious beasts in the valley, the psychotropic drugs guarded by them were taken away by the well-prepared disciples of Martial Arts, all harvested in their baggage.

Purple took away the baggage of early morning and Xie Qiu, which is the big head. Though there is no millennial medicine, there are a lot of more than 500 years of medicine.

This time, the three disciples died many times, and many people had a huge gain. Among them, Purple has earned more than three digits of contributions.

Contribute over a thousand points to redeem over 500 True Qi Dan, which is an extremely scary number.

Others have also had a good harvest.

In the midst of panic, the disciples of other spiritual martial arts also fled while they were still in turmoil. They were not fools, all self-aware, purple extinguished the morning, powerful, likely to kill them in reverse. After all, they spoke loudly before, and most importantly, they were all Chen Feng's people.

At the opening of the Psychopharmacy Garden, many disciples of Lingwuzong did not all arrive. This has a lot to do with Chen Feng.

He sent eleven disciples with a real temper of ten, with the intention of eliminating the purple trees, but never thought that all of them would be killed by the purple trees.

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Time passed in a hurry and it was not long before the Psychopharmacy closed.

Zijuan has a great harvest. He is swallowing a strain of psychotropic medicine to make his fighting strength more than one floor. After seeing Xu Yan's fighting power, Zijuan knows that he and Chen Feng are very different, so he can only work hard to cultivate it.

A strain of psychotropic medicine, disappeared in front of the purple, was refined by him, and strengthened his realm.

At the same time, after reaching the ninth level of the true Qi, Purple found that his body seemed to have become a vast ocean, and if he wanted to break through again, he had to fill the entire ocean with the energy needed, almost indescribable and enormous.

Centennial spiritual medicine, it has not worked for anything. For more than 500 years, spiritual medicine has only served as a drip. The purple cultivation rate has become very slow.

Another morning, at the scheduled time of six months, there was a sudden rumbling sound in the Psychotropic Garden, the heavens and earth trembled, as if the heavens had collapsed and the earth had cracked, and a pitch-black crack appeared in the Psychotropic Garden.

“This is the exit. ”

“The Spirit Medicine Garden is closing. Let's get out of here. ”

The Psychopharmaceutical Garden is about to close, the crack exits appear, and everyone walks out successively.