Chapter 1982

"Stop!"

The sound of cheering stopped Xu Wu.

Xu Wu raised his mouth and squinted.

But before meeting, he was a disciple of a medium-sized sect.

These disciples were so fast that they surrounded Xu Wu in a twinkling of an eye.

"Are you a disciple of the supreme god temple? Come with us. " The first one lowered his voice and said coldly.

"Who are you?" Xu Wu did not panic at all, but asked with a smile.

"Don't care who we are, come with us right away, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" The voice fell to the ground, and two people came to the left and right to hold Xu Wu and leave.

But just when they were about to move towards Xu Wu...

Dong! Bang!

The noise came out.

Then there was a splash of blood and broken meat.

All of them were startled and looked at each other, but they saw that the two men who were trying to take Xu Wu away were, somehow, pierced in their heads by a powerful and terrifying hand.

They all trembled, and then they lost consciousness and died miserably on the spot.

"What?"

They were startled and looked around.

But look at the ripples in the void.

Then one by one, in their gray and black robes, came out of the void.

"You are..."

those disciples still want to speak.

Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng...

several air blades flew over and directly penetrated the heads of these people.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of these disciples were directly cut into pieces by the air blade of space, and they died miserably!

The broken flesh and blood fell from the air and turned into a rain of blood.

The scene is extremely bloody and ferocious...

in the face of such a terrible scene, Xu Wu is particularly calm and does not have a bit of panic.

"How did you come out?" A young man came forward, staring at Xu Wu Lenglie said.

It turns out that these people are actually with Xu Wu.

"It's almost done." Xu Wu said with a smile, "Qi Wushuang has decided to go and send him a letter."

"And the letter?" The man asked coldly.

Xu Wu took out the letter written by Qi Wushuang from his arms and handed it to him.

The man took it and looked at it. After a moment, he said, "you go and inform these people. We will try our best to cooperate with you."

"Can you take it?" Xu Wu asked carefully.

"This is an unexpected harvest. Since the fish have entered the net, there is no problem that they can't take it down."

The man waved, then stepped back and disappeared into the void.

With a faint smile, Xu Wu turned and ran away with the envelope.

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outside hunwu hall.

The array gradually stopped working.

The entrance of the hall, which was very busy before, has become desolate now.

Sitting alone in the hall at night, meditating intently.

Just last night, he had absorbed the last magic power in the martial arts field.

Now the soul martial arts field has been completely abandoned.

The mechanism inside will no longer work, and all the statues have lost their function and become real decorations.

Now... If any disciple walks into it, he will surely know everything inside.

However, the soul martial arts hall has been controlled by night. How can he let those disciples enter the soul martial arts field?

As long as you keep this secret for another year or two, even if it is discovered by the people in the temple of God, it has nothing to do with him.

"After the divine power is completely digested, go to the forbidden area and turn around a few more times. If you can understand all the skills in the forbidden area successfully, there is no need for the temple of God to stay any longer." The white night thought.

But he was somewhat sorry.

After all, neither the ancient library nor the forbidden area seems to have the art of bringing the dead back to life that he wanted. People's current means of resurrection are only time backtracking, and the power of time can not be used for people who have died for too long.

The white night sighed hard, and the man shook his head in silence.

After about two hours, he probably absorbed some of his power. He took out the sword of Yeyao in the white night. He closed his eyes and raised the Hongbing.

!

Clunk!

Cluttering...

a slight footstep came from the stairway.

White night slightly a Leng, looking out the door.

But a moment later he felt something was wrong.

This footstep is not coming from the door, but from upstairs?

He jerked his head aside and gazed at the stairway.

What's going on?

Where's the footstep?Is there anyone else who has not come down?

It's impossible. Who will stay upstairs for such a long time? You have to be killed by the eagle in September?

White night is particularly confused, but the eyes are also cold tight.

I don't know why, he always has a premonition.

The footstep sound is very slow, and some messy, is gradually clear up.

I don't know how long it took, but the footstep stopped.

And in the sight of the white night, also appeared a sloppy figure.

It was a middle-aged man with messy hair.

The man was full of wine, his eyes were dim, and his whole body was covered with blood. He looked like a man who had just escaped from the battlefield.

At the moment, he is standing at the entrance of the stairs, holding the armrest, looking at the white night indifferently.

This man... It's eagle September!

In the white night, my eyes froze, and my heart trembled with surprise...

did the eagle wake up in September?

What's going on?

The eagle who is so drunk that he never goes downstairs every day wakes up in September?

"Who are you?"

I don't know how long it took for the eagle to speak in September.

The voice is extremely hoarse.

"Disciple Bai Ye, see elder eagle." The white night arched its hands.

"Disciple... White night?" In September, the eagle belched wine. Although his mouth was full of wine gas, he was still conscious.

He looked at hunwutang and said in a deep voice, "which hall are you from? Where are my disciples?"

"I am the soul martial hall disciple." The white night is light.

"You?"

The eagle gazed at the white night for a while, and then hummed coldly: "son of a bitch, there is only a real martial arts realm, and dare to be a disciple of the soul martial arts hall! Don't you know who is in charge of hunwu hall? How can you be a disciple of this elder? Get out of here

Hearing this, the white night was slightly stunned, and then strangely glanced at the eagle. "Elder, are you confused about drinking? Hunwu hall is the last entrance of our God Temple. Only those with poor talent and low strength will come here. It's reasonable for me to be able to enter the hall! "

"Wanton!"

The eagle was furious in September, pointing to the white night and shouting: "how dare you talk nonsense here! Come and kneel down. I will teach you a good lesson! "

"Kneel down?" The white night hums coldly: "excuse me, I'll obey you!"

Regardless of the nature of the matter, they will punish their disciples. This eagle has a bad temper in September.

Hearing the words of white night, the eagle's hair exploded in September, and his slightly alcoholic eyes became numerous.

"How dare you... Defy the orders of the elder? Even if you are really a disciple of hunwu hall! I am the elder of hunwu hall. I am your master! You are deceiving your teacher and destroying your ancestors, and you are treacherous The Eagle Cries in September.

His voice has a natural sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression... Is no worse than the holy heart.

But... White night is not afraid.

However, in September, the elder admitted that he didn't even admit that you were my elder master! As an elder of hunwu hall, you are drunk all day long, living and dreaming, and ignoring all the disciples. You can do your duty as an elder for one day. Can you teach even one disciple? If you really want to say that you are my master, I can only reply to you! You don't deserve it

The eagle flew into a rage in September.

He had never seen such a man!

However, the white night was very unhappy.

After all, if it wasn't for the eagle September, the soul martial hall would not have looked like it is today.

"Get the hell out of here!"

I only heard the eagle drink a lot in September and raise my hand to catch it.

Boom!

Half of the room of hunwu hall exploded in an instant, and a tyrannical suction directly wrapped the white night and dragged it to fly toward the eagle in September.

White night is out of control.

Eagle in September was once the chief elder. In fact, how could it be worse? What is the comparison of white night?

But white night is not just a general person.

In the face of such a powerful existence, he did not have any scruples. He directly urged the divine power to pull out the abandoned divine sword and the Lihuang sword, and killed Chaoying in September.

"Broken, how dare Ann hurt me?" The eagle snorted angrily in September, but he was not afraid. He raised his palms directly and rolled up a force to smash the heaven and earth, and attacked the double swords in the white night.

But...

the white night seemed to know his move. When the two swords whirled wildly, the body of the sword bypassed the attack of the eagle in September and directly chopped it on the arm of the eagle September.

Whew!

The eagle's arms in September were cut off directly by the night.

"What?"

The eagle froze in September.White night kicks the past with a kick.

Bang!

The eagle's body flew straight out in September, smashing the wall and landing on the open space outside.

"Elder eagle, I don't want to kill you. Stop for a while."

White night came out with a sword in his hand, staring at the eagle in September without expression.

The eagle got up in a hurry in September, and looked at the white night in disbelief.

"How did you... Know my moves?"

The night was silent.

It is impossible for the eagle to know that since he entered the soul martial arts hall at night, he has been practicing moves with him.

He has already known seven seven eight eight of the eagle's soul and martial arts routine in September.

Perhaps the strength of the eagle in September is no worse than that of the holy heart.

However, from the perspective of white night, the eagle September is much easier to deal with than the holy heart King...

however, it is the sword of white night that makes Eagle September more shocked.

He knows what the strength of his body has reached. How can ordinary soldiers hurt him? Not to mention a man from Zhenwu.

"It seems that I have underestimated you!"

The eagle took a deep breath in September. The man stood up again, and his two broken arms burst into force.

Boom!

Then see two pieces of white bones from the broken arm rushed out, and then a large number of breath of life attached.

After a while, the white bone grows fresh and tender flesh, and in the blink of an eye, the arm is completely healed www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!