I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Emperor Huang’s eyes glanced at Anlin without leaving a trace, and found that Anlin did not leave. This was a bit relieved and continued to turn his eyes to Duan Feiyang.

Duan Feiyang sneered: "Do you know who I am? I am the young master of Shen Yuzong. How dare you move my idea, really tired?"

Huang Fuwen's face is disdainful: "What kind of **** God Yuzong, is it very powerful? I am not afraid of even the four nine sects, I am afraid that you are a sect of a king who only dominates in one state? I am the most afraid of you. These bullying wastes!"

An Lin looked at each other, and spewed each other and sprayed each other. Did you bring me four or nine immortals?

And this words, a big tone...

"Ha ha ha ha ... a big tone! A monk in the middle of the gods, dare to marry me a powerful waste of the peak of the gods? Really do not know the sky is thick..."

"You shouldn't think that you can kill two waste gods. It's easy to kill me? You probably don't know, how big is the gap before us? For me, you are the ants!"

Duan Feiyang said that the momentum that belongs to the peak of the gods has burst out and is extremely embarrassing.

In the heart of Huangfu’s anger, the anger rose: “No one has ever been able to speak out and insult my emperor, but I can still go back alive...”

"Duan Feiyang!" Huang Fuwen pointed to Duan Feiyang, and righteously said: "A disciple of your **** Yuzong killed three innocent mortals in a battle. I will take revenge for them. You are Time to pay for it, give me to die!"

Duan Feiyang blinked his eyes: "What stuff?"

Bang!

At this time, Huang Yuwen has already rushed to the past. He used his hands as a knife. The strength of the body gathered in his hands. The air of the Nether was highly condensed, and his hands were like a black knife, and the soul was released, and the amazing fluctuations were released.

Nether day is broken!

Emperor Huang’s hand smashed the past and pulled a dark and horrible arc in the void.

Duan Feiyang has already wore a fist of a high-level spirit. He has no fear, and his fists are clenched.

Bang!

Huang Yiwen’s hand knife collided with Duan Feiyang’s fist.

The energy bursts and the square is crushed and annihilated.

Duan Feiyang’s fist suddenly heard the sound of the explosion, and his hand was splashing out countless blood flowers.

"Ah...!" Duan Feiyang screamed and his body exploded.

He never imagined that a monk in the middle of the gods could cast such a horrible technique!

Huang Fuwen pursued with victory, his hands were like a knife and kept facing the paragraph Feiyang.

Duan Feiyang completely fell into the wind when he started the war. The power of Huangpu Wenqiang and his unpredictable technique made him difficult to fight...

"It is clear that my qualifications and techniques are also top-notch. Why are you so strong?" Duan Feiyang is more shocked, and the white light wing is condensed behind him, apparently wanting to retreat.

Anlin saw some doubts. How did Feiyang not blast the body to give the opposite Huangpu Wen to the second? Things still need to hide strength?

Duan Feiyang stretches the light wing and flees in the distance. The speed has reached the limit of the real world!

"Hugh to escape!" Huang Yiwen saw that Duan Feiyang wanted to escape, and immediately threw a symbol, which was the symbol he obtained in a relic, with a strong bondage.

Oh...

A blue rune is spurred out of the symbol, and the energy ripples spread. The force of terror is like a frozen world. It is necessary to solidify the void in front.

Duan Feiyang was shocked to find that his figure was frozen.

At this time, Huang Fuwen had already rushed to him, and the black hand knife fell ruthlessly.

"No... you can't kill me. Once I die, Shen Yuzong will not let you go!" Duan Feiyang shouted.

"God Yuzong? Hehe, that door is a fart! My emperor Wen will one day soon, will be together with Shen Yuzong!" Huang Yuwen sneered, his hands ruthlessly fell.

Hey!

Blood splashes.

Duan Feiyang was torn into two halves by Huangpu Wensheng, and his life was cut off.

The Shaozong of Shen Yuzong died like this.

Huang Fuwen was very skillful in taking away the remains of the Shaozong master, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Duan Feiyang 嚣 Zhang Wei, persecuted a good woman, depending on other low-ranking monks such as ants, this end is what he deserves, I also count for the heavens!" Huang Fuwen stated the crime of the dead little lord, a face justice.

Anlin is seeing the whole person as dumbfounded.

Does Duan Feiyang not have the strength to rise to a virtual level? Why did you die like this?

This is too unscientific, right? !

Originally, he also sharpened his knife and prepared for a battle with the boss. As a result, he had not started the war. He was killed by a passerby named Huang Yuwen.

Huang Fuwen turned his eyes to the white mist on the void: "Don't hide, I know you are there."

Anlin was shocked.

His fascinating fog, the singer, and the flying yang have not been seen, but they have been seen by a monk in the middle of a god.

Anlin began to appear in the original form, quite appreciative: "I didn't expect that you could see me, but you are a little kid."

The mouth of Huangpu Wenqi slightly evoked, and the eyes were dark and dark: "I have the true eyes of Pluto who can see through all the illusions, and naturally can also see your covert technique... You are very strong, although you are the same as Duan Feiyang, but with The danger to me is far higher than that of Duan Feiyang..."

Although he said this, but Huang Yiwen's face did not have a trace of tension.

He chuckled: "But it's a pity. You met me. In my eyes, you are just a bigger ant. I don't like to kill innocent people. You grab my things. It handed it out, then got out, I can spare you not to die!"

Anlin was shocked: "What did I take with money? How did it get caught?"

"You shouldn't want my emperor's things~www.readwn.com~ Do you know?" Huang Yuwen's hands once again entangled the power of Nether, and the breath suddenly soared.

An Lin’s mouth twitched: “What about neuropathy?!”

His attitude is very obvious, looking at Huang Fuwen with a look of stupidity.

"The last time, it was obviously the mysterious mine of my emperor's diploma. But there are always people who don't know what to do and want to take my things... Now you are also, obviously it is my thing, why do you always want to open it... ..."

"Following me, my life is against me! I am the strongest who will finally climb the peak. If you don't know how to be good, then I don't have to be polite to you." Huang Yiwen stepped toward Anlin step by step, and the breath became more and more horrible. The voice is cold.

Anlin was standing alone in the same place.

It turns out that... I can use the mid-term force to fight the Feiyang, and I can find that the target of Bai Ling’s positioning is moving toward the same south...

Compliance, everything is in line!

Mommy, I had a misunderstanding before, but it’s good to say that Huang Yuwen himself!

"I'm so scared that I can't walk. Now I regret that it is no longer useful. The ants should squat, and I must grab something with you. You are looking for death." Huang Yuwen sneered, his hands slamming into Anlin!

Hey!

In an instant, Anlin disappeared in place.

Emperor Huang’s essays shrink.

He hasn't reacted yet, a golden fist with extremely terrifying power has already rushed to his face and then fell!

The speed is too fast, he can't avoid it!

boom!

A loud explosion.

The golden energy oscillates for a few kilometers!

Huang Yuwen’s face was flattened and the force broke the teeth and nose.

"Hey!" He spurted a large spurt of blood, and the whole man was hammered for a kilometer and rolled down the ground like a rag.

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