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Luo Yu gave the man a fist and said, "excuse me, elder, what is pun test?"

This green robed man's cultivation is not weak, which gives Luo Yu a sense of oppression. He is a strong king of Wu in the nine robberies.

"I am shangguanling, younger martial brother Luo Yu can call him by his name directly. As for this pun test, you will know immediately"

shangguanling, the ninth best martial king in mainland China, has great strength.

Anyone who can be in the top ten of the king of Wu list is definitely the most pinnacle of the king of Wu.

"It's elder martial brother Shangguan. I'm sorry!"

Luo Yu feels a Ling in his heart and gives a salute again.

The generation of martial arts never depends on age, but only on strength. However, Luo Yu is really young, and those who are too weak to be called his senior martial uncle. Even the disciples of the seven major groups, most of them are just Congyuan state and true Qi State, which also shows the difference between genius, evil and common people.

Shangguanling nodded, and then said to a large group of King Wu behind him: "younger martial brother Muchen, you come to the first pass!"

"Yes, elder martial brother"

a man appeared in the crowd. He was wearing a purple robe and a white jade belt. His face was as beautiful as jade. He was very handsome.

Muchen, the elder of binghuangzong, is a master of four robberies.

"Younger martial brother Luo, I'm Muchen, come to lead the younger martial brother"

Muchen flies to the opposite of Luo Yu and says to Luo Yu.

"Luo Yu, I met elder martial brother Muchen"

Luo Yu saluted back with a smile.

"The first level, Wubi, Luoyu, if you can go through a hundred moves under younger martial brother Muchen's hands, you'll count the first level."

Shangguanling carries his hands and says lightly.

"It turned out to be a martial arts contest, and the younger martial brother learned from the elder martial brother's excellent moves"

when Luo Yu heard this, he suddenly realized.

Both of them got up at the same time and flew to the opposite mountain. Here, in front of the mountain gate, they couldn't let go.

The battle between the kings of Wu is not the end of the world, but it also has the power of destroying thousands of people.

It's not far from the mountain. It's about ten miles away from the mountain gate. You can see it very clearly with your eyes.

The two fell on the top of the mountain and looked at each other at an interval of seven or eight hundred meters. Neither of them took the lead.

"Younger martial brother Luo is a guest from afar, younger martial brother takes the lead"

Mu Chen said lightly, but he still didn't put the strength of Luo Yu's second robbery in his heart.

"Oh, the younger martial brother accepted it"

Luo Yu's mouth was raised, his blood was mobilized, his black hair turned into sky blue, and his eight true vitality burst.

The momentum of the moment to the point of four robberies.

Now he can control the power of blood well, and he doesn't have the vision of blue nine pillars soaring into the sky before.

"The power of blood"

Shenzhi observes Luo Yu's Muchen, revealing a trace of surprise.

At the mountain gate.

"What do you think of the result of the martial arts contest between Luo Yu and younger martial brother Muchen?"

A king of Wu said lightly.

"Well, I also think it's brother Muchen, but Luo Yu is a disciple of the elder. He is so famous in the state of Qin, so he must have real skills. It's no problem that he can survive all kinds of moves"

"yes, I think so too"

that's right Some King Wu talked about it, but they were all optimistic about Muchen.

"No way"

and then an uncoordinated clear sound came out.

The beautiful woman with snow hair and white clothes pouted her sexy lips.

"Elder martial brother is very powerful. It must be elder martial brother Luo Yu of Xiaolan who wins"

"Oh, if younger martial sister LAN has such confidence in younger martial brother Luo?"

Other people were very surprised. The woman in front of them was also a legend of binghuangzong. After eight years of living in binghuangzong, she had been practicing from the day after tomorrow to today's holy fire. The speed of cultivation can be said to be evil.

However, they also know that the younger martial sister is born with a cold spirit. Like the patriarch, she is also cultivated by the sect at all costs of resources. It's fair to say that her cultivation is so fast.

"Elder martial brother is sure to win, because he is my elder martial brother, Xiaolan's favorite..."

Ruolan looks at Luo Yu's figure, evoking a radian of the city.

During that time of studying arts together, the youth who rushed out in front of her at the most difficult and helpless time became her most cherished memory.

Luo Yu's Zhenyuan cultivation also mentioned the point of four robberies. Then his body moves and turns into a purple light to shoot at Muchen. One punch blows out, eight tigers roar together, and eight fierce tigers erupt from Luo Yu's fist.

Hoo Hoo Hoo!

Eight tiger fists more than ten meters long, with the breath of crushing everything and the rolling Zhenyuan force, roared to Muchen.

Muchen's face changed slightly, then his palms were empty, the green zhenyuanli rioted, and his hands were spinning like a wheel.

"Green mountain seal!"Hoo Hoo!

Three green hills and shadows collide with the eight tigers, and the power they carry is amazing.

Bang Bang Bang!

The eight tigers hit the Castle Peak shadow one by one. The Castle Peak shadow and the eight tigers' fist power exploded together. Zhenyuan's momentum thundered in the air.

And the cedars on the mountain below were swept by the strong air, and one by one, they turned into powder explosion.

Shua!

Two figures shot at each other at the same time, a purple and a green light collided with each other.

Shua!

Muchen's slender legs swept to Luoyu, and a green leg force formed a huge light blade tens of meters long to cut to Luoyu.

As soon as Luo Yu's wings close, he changes his direction very quickly, and the light blade cuts close to him with a roar. The light blade cuts on a mountain in the distance, and the mountain top explodes and the huge rock collapses.

"Rachel!"

Luo Yu also raises his leg and splits to Muchen. The real force of his leg forms thunder and lightning. A purple thunder light knife is put out and cuts to Muchen across the air.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The air made a series of sharp noises.

Muchen came up with a backward split.

Bang!

The two legs collided and exploded, and no one could do anything about it.

Shua Shua!

At this time, Luo Yu's body suddenly turns into eight figures and shoots at Muchen in all directions.

Mu Chen was shocked, and a green long gun appeared in his hand, waving like a dragon.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Countless guns shot in all directions, at those shadows.

Poop, poop!

Eight shadows were stabbed into light spots dissipated, Mu dust face changed, suddenly horizontal gun block.

Hoo Hoo Hoo!

The purple blade turned into a beautiful and dangerous arc in the sky. The blade flickered and cut down with the power of thunder.

"Dang!"

Purple que cut in Muchen's long gun, shock Muchen arm a hemp, Hukou pain.

Dangdangdang!

The nine swords of Luo Yu split in an instant, the continuous sound of Jin Ming reverberates and sparks are everywhere. The essence of the nine swords' combo is that the powerful force of the nine swords split out one after another, making the opponent unable to meet.

After nine swords pass, Muchen's arm is numb, and the tiger's mouth is cracking and bleeding. Luoyu's sword turns into a pick, and he picks Muchen's long gun off.

A sword is split into a clap and falls.

Bang!

Smashed the real yuan body protection of Muchen, smashed on Muchen, Muchen fell into the air, and smashed on the snow peak.