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Soon, three figures came out of the palace.

These are three middle-aged men. They all look like they are in their 40s and 50s.

The three middle-aged men walked out, all of them were filled with light blue light, but for no reason, the void around them began to vibrate inexplicably.

The three middle-aged men have no breath fluctuation, but they have a huge oppressive pressure, which makes the disciples of xiaoyaomen tremble!

"Holy rank!"

When such three middle-aged people walk out, a group of carefree elders and strong people in the distance are suddenly shocked.

The three middle-aged men were all powerful in the hierarchy of the sacred.

These three middle-aged men, at the moment, are just breathing. Once they break out, they will be like gods coming to the world, and will be arrogant to the world!

On the first peak, when looking out of the three middle-aged, Beitang Haoyang and Da Dharma protector also looked dark at the moment.

Three middle-aged men came out, and a middle-aged man on the left swept a group of miserable young girls on the ground, with a faint green light in their eyes.

As the middle-aged man's eyes were fixed on Du Shaomu, an invisible force of oppression suddenly swept through Du Shaomu and said, "it's not a good thing that you're so cruel when you're young."

The voice is not big, but with a kind of awe inspiring power, such as thunder, resounding through the sky for a long time.

Listening to such a sound, the fierce birds and beasts rustled and trembled in the mountains.

The elders of xiaoyaomen in the sky and the earth, as well as the disciples of xiaoyaomen, tremble and throb with the sound.

In that thundering voice, there is an endless ancient majesty.

At the moment, Du Shaomu was mainly affected by this kind of oppressive and intimidating oppression.

Obviously, the middle-aged saint was very unhappy, so he had to give Du Shaomu a bit of pain.

At the moment, Du Shaomu's hair was dancing, and his eyes were awe inspiring at the middle-aged.

In the face of the invisible pressure, Du Shaomu seems to have not been affected at all.

"Are you blind?"

But Du Shaomu's response to the middle-aged sage is such a sentence.

Hearing this, the middle-aged Saint thought he had heard something wrong.

But he couldn't have heard that wrong. His eyes sank completely. The color of displeasure had already poured into his face. He looked at Du Shaomu directly and said, "it's really brave of him to hurt my younger generation and humiliate my children. He is still so arrogant. I don't know the height of heaven and earth. There is no one in xiaoyaomen to discipline you. I'll discipline you for xiaoyaomen today!"

"Even if you don't have the arrogance to teach me, I'm not only blind but also arrogant. I'm not only blind, but also arrogant."

Du Shaomu didn't care at all. After a pause, he reached for the middle-aged sage and said, "don't blame me for not warning you. You are not qualified to rely on the old and sell the old in front of me. Continue to stay in the palace for me. Do you dare to be shameless today, I don't mind the bus calling you!"

Such a voice came from Du Shaomu's mouth and spread everywhere!

It's so arrogant and arrogant to point to the holy master!

"How nice of you, elder martial brother!"

"This is our elder martial brother. If you want to say crazy and arrogant, he is the master!"

Listening to Du Shaomu's words, the whole xiaoyaomen people have been used to it.

In the face of the successive saints of the Helian family, Du Shaomu didn't pay any attention to it. He even slapped one of them with one slap. What's the fear of Du Shaomu!

but for a group of miserable young girls in the Palace Square, Du Shaomu's words were creepy.

Compared with this crazy boy, this group of young girls just know now.

Their arrogance and madness can hardly be compared.

This crazy boy is the ancestor of crazy world!

"Good, good, good!"

looking at Du Shaomu, the middle-aged Saint suddenly burst out laughing and said three good words in succession.

But on his middle-aged face, his face was gnashing his teeth, and his eyes were bloodshot. His eyes were fixed on Du Shaomu, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

At this moment, anyone can feel the anger of the holy man's middle age.

The world is so noble that the outside world is able to sweep the world. Who knows that at this moment, he has never been despised by a young man who has not put it in his eyes and is scolded by his nose.

"What's good? Your face is earned by yourself. It's not given by others. If you don't have that strength, you still have to show up in the Xiaoyao gate. If you don't have the ability to be small, you will come out if you are big. Do you want to go back and ask the old man to come out?"

Du Shaomu, however, seemed not to feel the anger of choosing someone in the middle-aged words of the holy master. He still pointed to his nose and scolded him rudely: "no matter where you come from, dare to attack me, be calm, no matter who else is behind you, dare to provoke me. If you are killed, you will be warned once. Stay honest, otherwise the bus will call you!"Such a kind of words, at this moment from Du Shaomu's mouth in the light.

But it is such a calm, but it is more domineering.

All eyes trembling!

For the people of xiaoyaomen, Du Shaomu's tone has been used to, but at the moment, his heart is shaking.

Du Shaomu is as arrogant as ever, arrogant and arrogant!

"The elder martial brother is the big elder martial brother. He doesn't care about the saint. It's fun!"

"Elder martial brother is my only idol in this life."

Below the first peak, among the dense disciples of Xiaoyao sect, I don't know how many people have crazy eyes.

Numerous disciples of xiaoyaomen worship Du Shaomu as an idol in their hearts.

Compared with the elder martial brother Du Shaomu, those arrogant young girls have no qualification to be compared with each other.

That crazy young man, the contemporary disciple of Xiaoyao sect, is also contemporarily dismissive in the face of the holy master. What a pleasure.

"This young man must be mentally confused. He is a madman!"

At the moment, the other two saints looked at a young man like Du Shaomu, and could only guess in their hearts.

A young man, who was only 15 or 16 years old, was so rampant in the face of a saint.

This is not a madman. What else can it be.

"Ha ha ha..."

Du Shaomu pointed at the nose and scolded the middle-aged sage. After his eyes twitched, he laughed at his anger.

Such humiliation and scorn, for him, saw in his life, anger to the extreme.

A young man, still in his infancy, is so rampant to him!

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