"Wu Dalang, you want to die, don't you dare to make trouble at my aunt's house." A lovely Kawaii voice sounded in the rear.
Looking up, there are three girls. The one in the middle is Wu Dalang's figure that he can't forget in his life: Murong Qiqi!
When you see her and Wu Dalang's cultivation is not weak, the promotion speed is appalling! It is worthy of being the first martial arts classic in Wulin for hundreds of years!
The more powerful, the more evil it is! And cultivation requires special and even harsh conditions!
All formal cultivation methods will not progress so fast. They will gradually accumulate step by step and become a master.
For example, Wu Dalang became a master in just two or three months, which is really difficult and rare. It also indirectly shows some particularity of the treasure book of cultivating remnant chrysanthemums.
For example, the remnant flower Scripture in TV series, Keke! Right? You need to be in the palace to practice.
Remnant chrysanthemum Scripture
Wudalang is not easy!
Four people scuffle, less than 30 moves, bailiyuntian and Du Fei took one palm each, especially Du Fei had an obvious sword wound on his arm.
With their injuries, Murong's pressure increased sharply. Within ten moves, he was kicked in the chest and fell to the ground to cough up a pool of blood.
"Don't move!" Wu Dalang held a long sword, the tip of which pointed directly at the throat of master Murong.
As long as you take one step forward, you can enter the yellow spring.
"How's it going, old man? Are you convinced? When I killed my martial arts family, I didn't expect such a day? " Wu Dalang smiled proudly.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Master Murong coughed endlessly, "Wu Dalang, I didn't expect you to become so powerful."
"Ha ha ha!" Wu Dalang laughed wildly: "not only did you not expect, but I also did not expect that I would have such an adventure. The salted fish turned over!"
"The Wu family exterminates the family. Today I want your Murong family to cease to exist." The body of Wu Dalang's sword moved and flashed a cold light.
Just then, a sword fell from the sky!
Wu Dalang was shocked and retreated again and again
"Ding!" The long sword was shining brightly on the hard ground.
The sword body is red up and down, and the blades on both sides are flashing cold light. The whole is about 65 cm. The hilt is very beautiful and the spike is simple and luxurious.
If you observe carefully, there are two small words engraved on the sword: Chixiao!