Thunder Martial

Battle armor is broken, Shanqui's battle is naturally weakened, and it can no longer be a purple opponent.

The other side didn't kill, so Purple also stopped.

Shan Kui hugged the purple fist and was ashamed to say: “I lost. ”

This is an indisputable fact because Purple Shield remains intact.

Sang-kyu said again: "Do you dare ask if this soldier has been baptized? ”

"Now it should be in the top 100," said Purple Nod. ”

“Lose to a hundred soldiers, the defeat is not unjust! ”

Shankui shook his head, exclaimed, seemed to spill off. In fact, his face was full of sadness, because the expensive armor was scrapped like this.

“So what about a hundred soldiers? Sang-kyu, don't get angry with others and destroy your own power. ”

The distant youth suddenly vacated and stood in front of Shanqui.

He also has a rising will to fight.

“Young Master, no! ”

Shan Kui was frightened and hurried to dissuade him. He had personally felt the fighting power of Purple. That light shield alone is not something Young Master can fight against.

Not knowing whether to be confident or arrogant, the young man waved to Shan Kui without saying much. He looked at Purple and said: “Today I will show you what it means to have people outside the heavens. Don't think you have a hundred soldiers, you're invincible. ”

Purple glanced at the young man, and behold, all of a sudden there was a powerful aura, which came out of his robe.

“It's the house! ”

“Absolutely the house, yes! ”

“Only a home can create such armor and such a unique robe! ”

Many people in the Holy Mountain City shouted when they saw the young man's glowing robe.

The house is a force north of the Holy Mountain and a real power, famous for refining defensive magic tools, and is a great family of truly rich and enemies.

There have always been rumours that the power of households can fight against a mountain in the Holy Mountain, which can be seen in its magnitude.

At this time, the magic robe that the young man displayed was clearly of high quality.

Purple glanced at the young man in front of him, his eyes were a little more chilling.

“'Even if you had a hundred soldiers,' said the young man. If you're not good at attacking, can you break my defense? ”

All of a sudden, on the robe of a young man, a ray of light appeared, scattered and formed a defense.

“Even if I don't move here, you can't break my defense if you attack me! ”

The young man's mouth raised an arc, and the irony was obvious.

“Are you sure?” Purple stares at the youth.

The young man hummed, "Today I'm going to tell you a reason. There are people outside the world, don't think defeating a tourist arts is so amazing. ”

Shield, change the stick.

The light came out of the stick and a powerful aura emerged.

A stick of purple falls.

The space seems to be torn apart by this stick.

Shan Kui was a great enemy, trying to block forward, but without the armor, at this moment, he must be dead once he went up.

The young man's eyes showed Yamagui retreating, and he stood there motionless.

Shan Kui was helpless, only to retreat.

A stick of purple fell on the young man.

Countless ripples emerge, like ripples on the surface of the water, layering the power of the purple stick.

Purple feels that the power on the baton is constantly dissipating, while the defense of the youth ahead is intact.

Purple heart suddenly knew that he was careless. If it was a battle between life and death, he would lose.

Young people still smile at the purple, and the sarcasm in the corner of their mouths goes unabated, "How about that? ”

The second stick of purple gold fell again, a light of purple gold blossomed from the stick, only to hear a crack, the defense of the youth immediately broke, and the robe on his body, dozens of cracks also appeared.

The body of a young man, flying backwards and backwards, the robe of a former immortality, hung on his body like a rag of cloth, floating back and forth.

“Young Master! ”

Yangkyu exclaimed and flew away.

However, his response was slow, and he had no idea that the power difference between the first and second blows was so great.

The young man's body fell to the ground and began coughing blood.

The crows were silent, even in the Holy Mountain City, for a moment.

Sang-kyu arrived recently, and the young man waved, "I'm fine. ”

Speaking, he threw up blood again.

Shan Kui was worried about his young master, but more worried about Zijuan's death, so he turned around and looked vigilantly at Zijuan.

Zijuan did not continue to fight, he glanced at Shanqui, looked at the youth again, and turned around and left.

The young man stood up and looked at the purple one who turned away. He smiled and let the blood spill along the corner of his mouth. Regardless: “This is the second floor, you are going to run away. On the third floor, you have to be chased away. ”

Blue Lonely Dream and Mountain looked back at the young man, his eyes were extremely cold, he clearly let go of his horse, he didn't know gratitude, but dared to provoke.

“Let's go. ”

Just as the two of them hesitated to teach each other a thorough lesson, only the purple voice sounded.

They had to follow Purple, and before they left, they did not forget to warn the young man with their hateful eyes.

“That's right, it must be the second ancestor of the house, the house without face. ”

“Who is wrong with provoking, daring to seek purple troubles, a suit of armor, a phallic robe, it is a shame that it is so scrapped. ”

“What's the pity? The house is rich and rude, and the man is a real fighter, born a loser. ”

The second ancestor of the house, the house martial arts, because of its reputation, is affectionately called the house shameless, anything shameless can be done.

More than this trial, going to Holy Soul Mountain, you don't get shit to say, you don't lose a lot.

And there are countless similar stories.

What pit was kidnapped, fornicated, pillaged, interdicted, stealing chickens and touching dogs, they were all extremely proficient. He was said not to be seen in the house himself, if not his extraordinary identity, he did not know how many times he died.

It is only regrettable to countless people that Fangwu Refining has a good family life, his own brother is the future steer of the house, so many people dare not say anything about their actions.

Being called the shameless room martial arts, he was wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth at this moment. He patted Shankui's shoulder and said: "Thank you very much. ”

Shankui looked ashamed.

“What's that look on your face? Isn't that just a suit of armor in the district? I'll make another one for you. Come on, let's go back now.” House martial arts says.

“Go back now? ”

Shan Kui couldn't help but look at himself. “But we haven't gotten anything yet, and we haven't been to the third floor yet. ”

“It's all happening. If you don't go back, can't you wait to be beaten up by the others? ”

Fangwu Refining waved his hand, "I can't go on the third floor, according to the young master's character, if you can't see who is wrong, you have to hit people. At the moment, the master can't fight anyone. Go, go back to Holy Mountain City and get some girls, go to the drunk building and drink flowers and have fun. ”

There was a shriek in the city.

The owner of the non-drunk building, the angry moustache, the little bastard, what do you think of the old man as this drunk building?