Chapter 798 Sad little arrow, one arrow pierced the body, the man wearing the mask
The strength of Yuan Shisanqian is close to that of Hai Zhongshen.
Recently he is preparing for concentration.
As the Great Demon God, Yuan Shisanqian’s pursuit of martial arts is no weaker than anyone else’s.
Whether he was talented in literature or martial arts, he was not inferior to Zhuge Zhengwo, but he was unlucky and wanted to show his ambition, but was never reused, so he became depressed and sick, and became a bit abnormal.
His life is actually a tragedy, and his fate is full of coincidences.
He was reborn in the 13th year of his Yuan Dynasty, and he wanted to fight for destiny again.
He appeared with Ling Luoshi.
I have been communicating with Ling Luoshi recently, and combined with myself, I already know what kind of divine power I want to condense.
Those who pursue offense and killing often value lethality.
The divine power he wants to gather is based on the sad little arrow.
“Arrogant!”
The person who took action looked at Yuan Shisanqian’s arrogance, and his face became extremely gloomy.
"Who are you? Today I will kill you to let you know the consequences of defying the powerful ones in the sea."
"The one who kills you is the Black Relic, Black Wood Water!"
The person came roared.
As soon as his footsteps hit the ground, his figure rushed out instantly.
Divinity: Black Water Water.
There is a black aura in the divine power, which merges with the rain curtain to form a thick consistency.
A black energy also appeared in the palm of his hand, and the energy moved towards the Thirteenth Limit of the Yuan Dynasty with a corrosion.
"This man has an extraordinary aura. Although he has not yet stepped into the sea to concentrate, he is probably not a simple person."
Sima Changhen looked at Yuan Shisanxian and said.
"Not an ordinary person!"
"But Ling Luoshi is a bit extraordinary, his power can actually lock people's energy!"
"I'm afraid that's not the case. Human opponent.”
Lin Xiaotian said in a deep voice.
“It’s not too strong yet, but when the opponent completely simulates the fourth door, it will be very scary!”
Sima Chang said with hatred.
“But I don’t know what the status of this person in the [Qinglong Club] is.”
Sima Chang said with hatred.
The other side.
The man next to Qian Junmo said: "Master, I'm afraid I don't need to take action. I'm afraid the [Qinglong Club] has already prepared people!"
"Although this man has great power, It’s not condensed, but this Hei Mu Shui is no match.”
The man looked at Yuan Shisan and said.
Compared to the horror of others.
Fang Huaiyuan and the old man's expressions became gloomy.
Lie Zhenbei arranged for thirty-six people from the foreign race to come secretly, but around Su Chen, the [Qinglong Club] also arranged for many people.
"Calculation, who is plotting against whom?"
Fang Huaiyuan said with a gloomy face.
The eyes are looking at Yuan Thirteenth Limit.
Under the opponent's divine power, Yuan Shisanqian punched out with an explosion.
The fist collided with the opponent's palm
The two forces collided, and the terrifying power spread in all directions.
Yuan Thirteenth Limit was repulsed.
But when Yuan Shisanqian was knocked back, his figure suddenly rose again and rushed out.
The left hand is Hateful Fist, and the right hand is Hateful Palm.
Continuously use moves to counteract the suppression of the opponent's divine power.
He did not step back at all, but showed a special ferocity on his face.
And a breath condensed on him.
This breath continues to spread out.
"The fighting style is really fierce, even suppressing the Black Wood Water!"
Seeing this scene, some people were horrified.
“The divine power is about to appear, but I don’t know what his divine power is?”
Looking at this scene, someone said.
In the inn.
Several people's eyes also fell on Yuan Shisanhan.
"Perhaps the first volume of the Dafa of Hate Heaven and Earth can be passed on to this Yuan Thirteenth Limit!"
Su Chen thought in his heart.
Yuan Shisanqian’s martial arts talent is very high.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t have developed so many unique skills.
Even if you practice Nishan Zi Jing, you can master it.
If I had Zhuge Zhengwo’s luck, Yuan Thirteenth Limit might have achieved even greater results.
"Su Chen, who is this person?"
Mei Xuanshuang looked at Yuan Shisanqian and said.
"On the 13th day of the Yuan Dynasty, the leader of the February Hall of [Qinglong Club]!" Su Chen said.
“Master of the February Hall?, the divine power is condensed!”
While Mei Xuanshuang was speaking, he saw a shadow appearing on Yuan Shisanhan’s body, which was a short arrow. .
“That’s it? It looks like a weapon!”
“Sad little arrow!”
"The strongest attack in the Thirteenth Edition of the Yuan Dynasty."
"It seems that Heimushui is going to die. The divine power of the Thirteenth Edition of the Yuan Dynasty is condensed, which is the day of his death!"
"In fact, even if Without his divine power, Yuan Shisanxian can still kill him."
"His divine power is too weak to stop Yuanshisanxian's sad little arrow."
Su Chen said. road.
When Su Chen's words fell, Yuan Shisanqian, who had gathered his divine power, stepped back.
"Today, help me gather my divine power. I will use my strongest move to kill you as a sign of respect for you!"
Yuan Shisanqian never hurts anyone in the dark.
His little sad arrow is also frontal,
“You!”
Hei Mushui's face looked very ugly after hearing Yuan Shisanxian's words.
He failed to take down the opponent, but allowed the opponent to successfully gather divine power.
This is his shame.
The opponent now wants to kill him with one move.
Roar!
Hei Mushui became frightened and angry, and veins popped out on his forehead. A terrifying black energy appeared all over his body, spreading out in all directions. The energy soared into the sky, and the energy and blood in his body also flowed rapidly, forming a blazing heat that evaporated all the surrounding rain.
"Heishui Divine Palm!"
Heimushui went crazy, and he burst out all his energy and blood.
He wants to fight Yuan Shisanqian desperately.
You must kill Yuan Shisanxian.
Boom
The power of the Yuan Thirteenth Limit broke out, and the Sad Little Arrow appeared. This was a small arrow he made temporarily.
Although it is just an ordinary small arrow.
But the moment he picked up the small arrow in his hand.
A chilling air filled the air
call!
The small arrow is attached to Yuan Shisanqian’s arm.
The surrounding air flow seemed to surge upward towards the small arrow instantly.
At the moment when the surrounding air flow poured in, the rain curtain that was originally rushing down between the surrounding sky and the earth seemed to be cut off for an instant, and no raindrops fell for a while.
“This move affects the weather, this move is terrifying!”
Sima Changhen's eyes narrowed.
Then his eyes couldn't help but look at Liu Junxiong.
Liu Junxiong’s expression also changed at this moment.
The aura erupted from his body, he grabbed his palm, and a slaying sword appeared in his hand, and his aura increased.
Just at this moment, a figure walked out behind him.
The figure is dressed in black, with a mask on his face. His face cannot be seen clearly, but as soon as he appears, he is locked with a divine force. If he takes action, the other party will definitely take action
Although the other party is wearing a mask.
But he could clearly sense a sharp aura from the other party.
If you don’t move, it will be fine. If you move, you will be extremely powerful.
At this moment.
Sima Changhen also saw the figure that appeared
"Wearing a mask, there is another master of the [Qinglong Club], but he does not appear with his true face!"
"This person Who is it?”
Sima Changhen finished speaking.
This time
A burst of thunder struck from the heaven and the earth.
The sad little arrows of Yuan Shisanqian burst out
This is when he fought with Zhuge Zhengwo, after his strongest arrow, he exploded again with his strongest blow. .
The past has dispersed with the wind, and we will fight again in this world.
The haze of the previous life must be broken by him this time.
The arrow moves with the air.
Roar!
Hei Mushui roared, his power exploded, and he punched out, heading towards the sad little arrow with great strength.
Just under this arrow, it was shattered instantly.
Chi
The long arrow pierces the opponent's body.
The body paused, eyes looking at his chest, and then at Yuan Thirteenth Limit.
“Who are you?”
He wanted to know Yuan Shisanqian’s name.
“I am the thirteenth emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, the leader of the February Hall of [Qinglonghui].”
The voice of Yuan Thirteen Limits echoed in the air.
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