C1628

Entering the miscellaneous service hall, it was quiet a few days ago.

Fang Chen didn't want to waste any time, he was trying to cultivate.

On the fifth day, however, someone came to him.

"Fang Chen, the elder martial brothers want to practice martial arts. You should be a companion training as soon as possible." Said one of the disciples of the miscellaneous service hall.

Fang Chen nodded, stood up and went to the square.

The whole city is the site of the miscellaneous service hall.

In general, the disciples practice in the square.

When Fang Chen came here, there were already many people here.

"Come on, you're one short."

The elder, who is responsible for the cultivation of the disciples of the miscellaneous service hall, said in a deep voice.

Fang Chen trotted over immediately. The elder asked him to stand with a row of people in the middle of the square.

"Just stand with them." Said the elder.

Fang Chen found out that this group of people in the middle of the square, like him, are also sparring.

After standing up, the elder said, "today, the main thing is to train your strength. Everyone will choose a partner to practice with, and now start training. "

As soon as the elder's voice fell, a disciple came to choose.

"You, follow me."

"You are very strong. Come with me."

Although there are many disciples in the miscellaneous service hall, few of them can be trained by the hall.

After a while, the key training students have been selected.

However, the elder's eyes fell on a woman in black in the distance.

"Moshengge, it's your choice."

The elder's attitude towards the woman in black was very gentle.

When looking at the woman in black, his eyes are full of smile.

Fang Chen hears the whispers of the people around him.

"It turns out that the female servant is the strongest Fang Chen said to himself.

The strongest disciple of the miscellaneous service hall also means that she will be able to join Nanling sword palace.

She was directly trained as a disciple of Nanling sword palace in the miscellaneous service hall.

The woman in black turned around, her face was cold, and she had a kind of breath of rejecting people thousands of miles away. It was very cold.

She went to the rest of the body before the practice, eyes swept over the people, and finally fell on the body of Fang Chen.

"I choose him." The woman in black made a sound of nature.

Hearing the speech, the elder was a little stunned.

"Shengge, how could you choose him?" Asked the elder.

Among the many sparring exercises, only Fang Chen is the realm of life and death, and the others are eternal.

"Shengge, his strength is too weak to resist your attack."

The elder is not worried about Fang Chen's life and death, but the cultivation progress of this woman in black called moshengge.

He was worried that Fang Chen's strength was too weak to affect the cultivation of moshengge.

Fang Chen heard the speech and sighed in his heart.

When I was in the lower bound, I knew that the world was a world of the jungle.

At that time, I still felt that the competition was not too fierce.

However, came to the divine world, a deeper understanding of what is the law of the jungle.

You are too weak to care about your life and death.

"Choose him."

Black dress woman Mo Sheng song frown, some displeasure, deep voice way.

Seeing this, the elder said no more.

After the selection of moshengge is finished, the elder waves to indicate that the other sparring practitioners who have not been selected are scattered.

Fang Chen faintly heard, those who were not selected to accompany practice, whispering, very happy.

"Well, let's start training."

Said the elder.

It is no exaggeration to say that all of these students can pass the examination in the near future.

They are also very strong.

"I'll go first."

A fat warrior, with a big punch.

Bang!

The wild strength, escaping from his body, suddenly converged into a terrible fist awn in front of the body, and then severely hit the partner on the opposite side.

Click

The body that accompanies practice, almost has no any resistance force, is blasted directly.

Bang!

He spat blood at his mouth and died instantly.

"Too weak."

The fat warrior sneered at him.

"Zhuang Heng, your strength is stronger again."

"Zhuang Heng, just like you, a hundred accompanies are not enough."

"Three months after the assessment, Zhuang Heng, your strength, will be able to be among the top three."

Many disciples are praising Zhuang Heng.

Only the woman in black Mo Sheng song, see do not have a positive eye to see Zhuang Heng.

Black dress woman Mo Sheng song carefully observed Fang Chen, eyes have a touch of curiosity.

"Did you fly up from the lower bound?" Suddenly, moshengge asked.Fang Chen is a little surprised, but still nodded to answer.

Moshengge nodded gently, and then said, "in fact, I admire you who have risen from the lower world with your own efforts. You should not join Nanling sword palace. "

"Oh?"

Fang Chen is a little curious.

"There are seven top forces in the divine world. One of them was founded by the ascender, which is called Tiangu palace. Guzu, the leader of Tiangu palace, is also one of the top strongmen in the divine world. He is a powerful warrior who rises from the lower world. You should go to Tiangu palace. After all, those who soar there will be protected. "

Hearing the speech, Fang Chen was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Guzu is so powerful.

Tiangu palace is one of the top seven forces in the divine world.

See square Chen shake, Mo Sheng song slightly shake head.

After a long time, Fang Chen wakes up from shock.

He felt that moshengge was deliberately reminding him and immediately asked, "why do you want to tell me this?"

Moshengge fell into silence, expression some pain.

"Because I used to fall in love with a Skywalker

Hear Mo Sheng song's answer, square Chen Leng for a while, immediately no longer more words.

After the emotional vent of moshengge is over, it returns to the main topic.

"I'll help you while I'm in the miscellaneous service hall. But I can't help you for long. It's up to you. " Mo Sheng Song said.

Perhaps, because Fang Chen is the lower bound to soar, recalled her memory.

Thank you very much Fang Chen, I'm sorry. Thank you.

Moshengge waved, and then said: "your strength is too weak, when I accompany practice in the process, take a good look at it."

After that, moshengge's white hand clenched into a fist, and the strength emerged.

"How strong."

Fang Chen felt the scalp numb.

He urged the perfect sword body to resist the attack of moshengge.

Bang!

Fang Chen's body quickly retreats, the pain fills the whole body.

"Well?"

See square Chen just back a few steps, Mo Sheng song is also a little surprised.

"Although you are weak, your physical defense is good."

The accompanying practice of the miscellaneous service hall is, frankly speaking, cannon fodder, and will face death at any time.

When Fang Chen was the first time to be a sparring, he saw several soldiers die.

Their accomplishments are eternal.

This is the reality. No one sympathizes with the weak.

It's normal that the companion died.

Fortunately, what Fang Chen met was moshengge.

The latter has been keeping his hands on him, leading to his injuries, but not to his death.

Of course, Fang Chen's behavior also caused some students' dissatisfaction.

It is better to say that the strength is very strong.

After Zhuang Heng killed a sparring, his eyes fell on the black mashengge.

Soon, he step by step to the moshengge.

"Shengge, what's the meaning of such a rubbish practice?"

Mo Sheng song ignored Zhuang Heng and continued to fight with Fang Chen.

After eating the closed door, he spread his anger on Fang Chen's body.

"Boy, just like you, you're trying to get close to Shengge and die."

Zhuang Heng blows out with a powerful fist.

Caught off guard, Fang Chen did not have time to avoid.

Bang

At the critical moment, moshengge resisted Zhuang Heng's attack.

"Zhuang Heng, what are you doing?"

Mo Sheng song pretty face some anger, cold voice said.

Zhuang Heng himself has a love for moshengge. Any disciple in the miscellaneous service hall will be very dissatisfied if he approaches moshengge.

As time goes by, no one dares to get close to moshengge.

However, now, he took a hand to deal with a accompany practice, moshengge was angry with him.

"Shengge, he's just a sparring."

Zhuang Heng's words have not finished, was mo Sheng song stopped.

"Zhuang Heng, I'm practicing. Please don't disturb me." Mo Sheng song face expressionless way.

It's true that he is angry and angry.

He shook his sleeve, looked at Fang Chen coldly, and then turned to leave.

Fang Chen from Zhuang Heng's eyes, saw a trace of killing without any cover up.

He wanted to kill himself.

"Well, if you want to kill me, you have to pay enough."

Fang Chen thought to himself.

If he really forced himself to hurry up, urged the dark wheel with all his strength, and then used the time and space book to escape, he Zhuang Heng could not help himself.

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