Chapter 309

The power of a great master is revealed when he is killed in one hand.

"Xiao He, a branch of Xuanwu God!"

"It's said that the five mountains have their own inheritance, such as the fire god of Nanyue!"

"It's worthy of the five magic weapons!"

The Chinese side is inspiring.

The great master's hand won, which made many Chinese descendants, even the disciples of the aristocratic family, look excited.

Xiao He was in the ring, but he looked calm.

A temporary victory or defeat does not mean the victory or defeat of World War I. in this war, two people are needed.

In his eyes, only overseas, dark church, a pale, bloodless figure into the stadium.

"It's worthy of being the great master of China!"

This white haired, bloodless man is now showing a faint smile.

Xiao He looked at this man, he did not speak, just a foot move, is to pull up.

There is real Qi, rising in the air, like a hundred steps magic boxing, a dark boxing power, coming from the air.

The other side is like a ghost. On the ground, a fist seal appears, but the other side appears in another place.

"Can you hide?"

Xiao He spoke slowly. His eyes were round and his fists were like the wind.

If the storm is pouring down, even if you are the strong one of the dark church, don't retreat.

Even so, under the robe behind him, he was blown through several places.

Just after Xiao He's fist came out, the real Qi in his body stagnated. However, the opponent's body was like a ghost and appeared behind Xiao He.

There was a shock behind him, and thousands of blood bats rushed out to Xiao He.

Xiao He is free in the air, arms a shock, xuanheizhenqi body protection, let the blood bat nibble, at the same time, his fists, burst a blood bat.

In the audience, Yan an looked at Xiao He and said faintly, "Xuanwu God gate has never been born for a long time. He is not far away from the real world of Wudao."

"Compared with the original Zhuling, this man is better!"

"The one in the dark church should be the strongest one in this generation of blood magic." "The victory of this battle is not certain," he said

Yan an nodded, they all hope that China can win, but overseas strong, how can it be secular?

Two people fight, martial arts, magic collision, all of a sudden, accompanied by a violent roar, only to see a figure, but the explosion back.

Xiao He's face turned red, and the blood gas in his body seemed to be out of control.

The old man in the dark church, however, gave a cold smile and saw that his hands were like the claws of wild animals, tearing the air apart easily.

The sharp awns kill Xiao He through the air. Xiao He forcibly moves his Qi, and the corner of his mouth bleeds. The Qi turns into a mysterious tortoise to defend himself.

At the same time, he is more in the operation of Gongfa, calming the blood gas in the body.

At this time, the old man of the dark church was killed and thrust his hands into the tortoise's image.

The two seem to be in a stalemate. Whoever steps back is falling.

The great master's struggle is astonishing to the onlookers.

This is ten thousand times more wonderful than the performance in the TV series, but Chen Yi shows a faint smile in the audience.

Because of the changes of the times, the younger generation of Chinese people, whether they are practicing martial arts or Dharma, are indeed weaker than those overseas.

But if it is above the master, it is the mainstay of Chinese martial arts and Taoism, and the friars.

They are in a stalemate, but Xiao he suddenly drinks. He spits out a blood arrow, but holds it in one hand. He sees that the blood gradually turns black. With the shock of Xiao He's wrist, the blood in his hand bursts out.

The blood gas in his body suddenly became unobstructed.

As soon as the old man of the dark church changed his face, he immediately incarnated countless blood bats and was about to retreat.

"Want to go!"

Xiao He Cang steps forward with a laugh. He sees his face and the tortoise roars.

When there are innumerable black water like rain, they suddenly kill many blood bats.

Bang Bang

A blood bat was destroyed by the black water. When the blood bat was almost destroyed, the people of the dark church broke down and fell on the ground.

The man's body twitched, but in the end there was no more sound.

This scene makes the faces of the overseas countries a little bit ugly, that is, the temples, the crown of the emperor, the Taisho palace, the ancient Egypt and other leaders of some forces can't help staring at Xiao He.

"I despise it. There are such strong men in the Chinese martial arts."

Dazheng Shen said slowly, "do the five mountains have different veins?"

People from all over the world look dignified, but above the challenge arena, Xiao he breathes a breath.

He took a look at the overseas countries, then said: "Zhang Cui, next, you do it!"

Although Xiao He looked proud, his face was pale.The last blow had exhausted all the Qi in his body. Staying in the challenge arena was like death.

I saw an old woman walking out of the auditorium slowly. She was carrying a long sword and said with a smile, "old man, give it to me!"

The old woman's face is full of wrinkles, but her facial features are correct. If she is young, she should be regarded as a beautiful woman.

Unfortunately, years of ruthless, she carried a sword and walked down, looking at the overseas countries.

"Taihua, Zhang Cui, you and others, who will fight with me?"

The old woman laughs, the laughter has the heroic, does not lose the man's potency.

In the temples, there is a God's throne ready to move, but in the end, it is stopped by the Lord of the gods.

He slowly a smile, "this person's strength is extraordinary, there is no need to die, let China win what harm!"

On one side, yalanyi nodded slightly. From Zhang Cui, she felt the unusual meaning.

Kill!

The invisible murderous spirit, the other side is definitely more than once experienced the existence of life and death.

In Japan, on the side of the village palace family, a man came down slowly wearing a training suit.

This man is about forty years old. His eyes are narrow and long, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, looking at Zhang Cui.

"Old woman, why do you have to be brave here and lose your life in vain?"

Cungong yinxiu opened his mouth, and he had a fine look in his eyes.

Zhang Cui laughs, "lost your life? Is it up to you to go? "

As she said this, she saw the scabbard open behind her and a thin sword. Zhang Cui held the sword in her hand, and her momentum suddenly changed.

Roar!

Vaguely, in this stadium, there seems to be tiger roaring.

Zhang Cui is like a white tiger.

Huashan Mountain in the west, Wumen in Taihua, has the power of white tiger.

The white tiger is in charge of the attack. Zhang Cui has almost never been heard of among the young Chinese.

But the older generation knew that the old woman had never had a rest in her life. She traveled in China, and there was a big demon rampant!

There are fierce bandits in Wudao, kill them!

Under Taihua, there is injustice. Kill!

In the martial arts circle, there are rumors about some aristocratic families. Even if they are in Kyoto, the vicinity of Xiyue is also a forbidden area.

Zhang Cui looked at the village palace silver repair, she laughed, a step on the foot, is pulled up.

The look of cungong yinxiu changed slightly. He had a concealed weapon in his hand and shot it out quickly.

The sword in Zhang Cui's hand moved, and each sword broke many hidden weapons.

Its speed, even faster to the extreme, such as the wind Chi electric switch.

Even before the village Palace yinxiu started, he saw a ray of silver light in his eyes. The next moment, he saw a bloodstain on his forehead.

The sword was stained with red blood, and Zhang Cui sneered, "Japan? If I have time, I'll go myself. "

She stood with a sword, and in her voice, she was even more provocative.

Dazheng God's eyes narrowed slightly, Dazheng and the palace, and a man with a Tang knife had sharp eyes.

Half an inch out of the scabbard, Tang Dao saw a ray of light, and rushed straight to the challenge arena.

But see a Lang Lang laugh, "how? Do you want to rely on the strong and bully the weak, or do you want to bully me that there is no one in China? "

See a laugh, Yan an draw a knife and rise, this knife, from the audience space and cut.

Bang!

In the auditorium where Japan is located, it seems that it was cut by this Dao mang. Under this Dao Mang, the Dao mang moved by Dazheng and Gong men disappeared.

Da Zhengshen coughed softly. Beside him, there was a bald man with twelve fist beads. His eyes opened.

See its double pupil inside, have golden light to bloom, met Yan an's knife awn.

"Nan'an, it's not my turn to fight yet!"

The monk opened his mouth with a deep voice.

With a blow from the real king, there was such a sound, which surprised many people present.

Yan an is a laugh, "the battle of the real king, I am in the third place, you can meet me, or a say!"

"You'd better be alive!"

The monk looked at Yan an coldly, but he didn't speak again.

The fourth war, Huaxia wins!

Four wars, in addition to this war, the previous three wars are too depressing.

In this war, I feel like I am depressed and I am proud of China.

Zhang Cui and Xiao He are respected by many Chinese descendants.

But they shook their heads slightly. They had been in seclusion for a long time. If it wasn't for the world's martial arts, they didn't even appear.

The next battle will be the battle of martial arts. This realm will only be more terrifying and astonishing.

On the Chinese side, there was only one man walking out slowly in cloth clothes.

The man's long hair fell on his waist, but he was a man, his face as smooth as jade, his lips as bright as teeth.

When this man walked into the stadium, many aristocratic families in West China, even the great masters of Xiao He and Zhang Cui, were at a loss.

Among the people present, only a few knew him."This is a disciple of Xianwu sect, isn't it?"

Yan an looks at this person with dignified eyes.

The Xianwu sect is a combination of Dharma and martial arts.

It is said that the ancestor of xianwumen is the descendant of Chen Zu's old friend.

Chen Zuling is the only one who can transfer this gate. It is the sixth mountain, and Xianwu gate has never been seen.

Xianwumen was born once during the hundred countries' rebellion.

At that time, there were 18 people in Xianwu sect, including ten real people, six real people, and two people in Jindan realm.

In the end, it is said that only six people survived, and two of them died in the battle. Since then, there has been no news from xianwumen.

This time, xianwumen was born again because of Chen Zuling.

It was in the audience that Chen Yi looked at the man with some disappointment in his eyes.

"It's like that!"

Chen Yi whispers. He remembers the man who was in the Tibetan area when he was accompanied by Bai Xue and guarding the site of Xianmen.

The descendants of Xianmen are practicing Xianfa and martial arts. Unfortunately, the inheritance has been broken, and the way to cultivate Xianmen is even more demanding.

Chen Yi met when he was searching for treasures in the Tibetan area. At last, he was merciful and taught the martial arts and immortal skills to that person.

The man in the stadium, if the fairyland, a cloth clothes also difficult to hide his extraordinary potential.

Among the hundreds of countries, in the temples, someone finally moved.

I saw only one person walking slowly into the mountain of challenge arena.

His body was shocked, and his upper body clothes suddenly cracked. Behind him, there was silver light. Behind him, there were six pairs of wings unfolding, just like bare feathers, floating in the world.

Lei Yulan, Wan haobing and others were even more stunned when they saw this scene.

"God, angel!"

They were startled and looked at the temples as if they could compete with the powerful people of Wudao.

It's not like a mortal, it's like a real God.

Two people in the stadium, but it is not like a human war, more like a fight between the gods.

"Xianwumen, Zhao Tuo!"

"Temples, Carmel!"

They report their own home. Zhao Tuo goes forward and looks at Carmel quietly.

The next moment, the two moved, only to see the cloth strong, angel wings concussion, two instant, is the boxer staggered.

Even in the fight, Lei Yulan and others couldn't even see their figure. They could only see the ground sinking everywhere in the stadium.

But in a dozen breaths, there are hundreds of holes in the stadium.

In the real world, not only Huaxia, but also the strong people of the overseas countries, can't help showing their faces.

The fight between the strong is so terrible!