I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Mandawa Shah swayed gently in the darkness of the world.

They continue to grow and spread, forming an endless flower sea, with a lustrous red luster, like a ruby ​​in the dark.

At this moment, violent collisions are appearing in the sea of ​​flowers.

A sturdy sword broke through the darkness, falling into the sea of ​​flowers, stirring red petals and flying in the air.

Mandawa Shahua condenses a breath of human beings with strong breath, and keeps rushing to the figures above the sky, as if the warriors are not afraid of death.

The head of a 峨冠博带, the man who looks like a star, the sword out like a white rainbow, a sword will be a few powerful **** humans smashed.

However, the power of the whole flower sea seems to be a constant source, constantly condensing the bleeding humans, and several monks flying up to the sky culled.

"No, let's kill like this, we have to kill the Year of the Monkey, or find a way to escape this ghost place!" A man repaired the side of the sword.

"This flower array is a natural formation of killing, just like a poisonous snake, but you are escaping. The more it is counter-attack, the more horrible it is..." The head of the extraordinary man spoke.

"What should we do then?" asked a eagerly savvy female sword, and her eyes could not help but stay on the headed man, revealing the color of anticipation and reverence.

Here, the most powerful and reliable, is the man in front of him.

The man sighed: "To find out the flaws of the big array, and then break this array, this is our best choice!"

Just then, a white shadow flew in the distance, and the speed was extremely fast.

"There are some monks who have broken into the sea of ​​flowers!"

"These fools, is this looking for death?"

"This killing, it's easy to come in, it's hard to go out."

Everyone saw it and his face changed.

But I saw that Bai Ying was still riding on the body, and there was also a blue man with a sword.

They all walked in a very coquettish position, avoiding the murder of the **** humans in the sea of ​​flowers.

"This is... Sun Yuluo?!" Someone exclaimed.

The blue man who came from Yujian saw the six monks not far away, and his face changed: "Zhao Siming, brother, Xueshan sister!"

"Sun Yuluo is here..."

"Oh... how is he here? How can anyone who dares to be close to this person now?"

"It’s all he asked for. The lord didn’t take him out of the sect. It’s kind.”

"That is, we are far from him, so as not to get his suffocation."

......

Anlin saw the appearance of everyone's face and was somewhat surprised.

This Sun Yuluo is so untouched by the people of Zongmen? Even if he has a special character, isn’t he so annoyed?

Sun Yuluo heard the words, and there was no change in his face. Instead, the sword was unsheathed and said: "I will help you!"

Sun Yuluo’s shot did not give them any grateful look.

One of the monks even sneered and said: "Zhao Siming's brothers can't break this flower sea array. What use is it for you to help?"

Another female sword repaired and said: "You are afraid that you have not yet understood your situation? You have already entered the Mandala Huahua Sea killing. How to keep your own life is a problem, you can help us. what?"

"We don't need your help either, I don't admit that you are the one of our sects! Let's go!" A grumpy male repairer shouted directly.

Sun Yuluo pouted, still screaming at the **** humans that rushed from the ground.

"It is a bit familiar to say who is next to him."

The monks who are busy defending against the killing of Huahai will only have the opportunity to turn their attention to another weird monk riding a big white dog.

I don't know how to see it. At first glance, all the monks sucked a swig of cold.

Some even couldn't help but tremble with their legs and fell from the air.

"An...An...Anlin?"

"Oh my God, it’s really Anlin!"

At this time, even Zhao Siming, who had never spoken, changed his face and turned his eyes to An Lin: "It is really Anlin, how could he be here..."

However, what is different from An Lin’s imagination is.

When everyone saw the arrival of Anlin, it seemed more angry.

"I didn't expect Sun Yuluo to climb Anlin..."

"The dog can't change it. I swear, the lord shouldn't let the garbage stay in the sect!"

"Oh, now he is coming with Anlin to laugh at us?"

"This person is really hateful!"

......

Anlin was shocked at once. What is the full hatred value? It made him and Sun Yuluo seem to have any sinister transactions...

"Little Sun, you have to explain what it is like now?" Anlin said.

Sun Yuluo said with a bitter smile: "We Tianjianzong, recently held a Jianxin Mingzhi activity, and asked the disciples to tell who they admire most, and to fight for it. Most disciples I chose Liu Mingxuan, the emperor, or the elders, but I am different. I chose you..."

He turned his eyes to Anlin, and opened the way ~www.readwn.com~ Anlin was forced to stay in the same place, even Dabai also witnessed the dog.

This explains why the disciples of the Tianjianzong are so hostile to Sun Yuluo...

Liu Mingxuan was rushed out in the forty-nine sects of the day, but it was spread throughout the Kyushu's big news. In Tianjianzong, this is not crazy? !

Liu Mingxuan did not have a sword to cut Sun Yuluo is considered good.

So... Sun Yuluo said that the most admired sword fairy is An Lin, not a flattering, but sincere!

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a fanatic or a brain powder!

"You...you are doing this in Zongmen, aren't you looking for death? Can't you give them a hand?" Anlin took a deep breath and said.

Sun Yulu immediately shook his head and seriously said: "Jian Xin Ming Zhi, Ming is the heart of the kendo. If you really want to say something that is against the heart, it will make my sword heart dusty. Whatever you say, do not violate your heart, this is me. Stick to it."

Anlin and Dabai awe.

Pay tribute to the first iron head of Tian Jianzong, Sun Yuluo!

The six monks of Tian Jianzong, after seeing the arrival of Anlin, were alert in anger. If they knew the horror of Anlin’s warfare, I am afraid that they would fight directly.

Anlin naturally does not bully the juniors. In the early days of returning to the virtual, the five gods are all weak, and as long as they don't get themselves, he is still very good at speaking.

"That is also Anlin, quietly staying there and not shooting, clearly want to see our jokes."

"Not only that, but we have to be careful that he suddenly shot us."

"He is as rumored as the rumor, arrogant and shameless..."

A group of monks whispered and said angrily.

An Lin: "..."

OK, I was still thinking about helping out.

It’s still a joke now.