Two old fierce battles, Ming bowed

"It turns out that you are the head of the Mingshi school. It is really domineering, powerful, good, I am Cheng Hao!" He glanced at him, and Cheng Hao responded softly.

It sounds like a compliment, the well-informed head smiled and smiled sideways, with a bit of respect in the tone, saying: "Please ask Mo Dian and Miss Cheng to -"

Under their leadership, several people entered the Ming Dynasty!

A green hill overlaps, the mountain is a mountain, the mountain is a mountain, the mountain is flat, the mountain is a mountain, some are described by ghosts, some are described as plain, in this combination of mountains, they are The Futian Cave of the Ming Dynasty.

As I walked and looked at it, what made Cheng Hao unexpected was that the alum of the Ming Dynasty was particularly thin. In her view, this place really couldn't be said to be a blessing, and it was almost the same as Liujia Village where he lived. At least a little better.

The dense courtyard of the pavilion is dotted between the mountains, and the disciples of uniforms are walking on the main roads. It seems that there are many disciples of the Ming Dynasty, and at least there are tens of thousands!

"Mo Dianzhu, Miss Cheng Da, please inside -"

The sound in front came again, Cheng Hao discovered that he had reached the front of a large hall, and the four dragons were written on the forehead!

Clear heart!

The writing is good, the name is also good, but it is a pity that the people living here are not very good.

Cheng Hao shook his head slightly and quickly recovered his sight.

"Oh, the tone is not too small!" The old man said with a blunt smile. "I am afraid some people are sorry for these four words. Do you want the old man to make up for it?"

When this was said, the people who were present immediately glared at each other. It was equal to giving them a slap in the face, and they screamed and told them how to be angry.

"It should be a joke to the elders!" Alum's coaching director has a bit of patience, and can only ignore the sarcasm.

"The old man never makes a joke!"

"Everyone, please come in -"

Ignore, ignore, and ignore, Ming Hao coaching directors insist on ignoring the end.

However, the old man should face other people's anger, he also ignored, laughing and following.

In the main hall, the host and the guest sat in, and soon the boy sent the spirit tea.

Everyone silently tasted tea, and no one took the initiative to say anything.

The old man should be polite to pour a cup of spiritual tea into his mouth. Hey, he slammed his mouth a few times, and he was dissatisfied with the authenticity: "You are really stingy, it's really hard. drink!"

Compared with the spiritual tea of ​​the Central Plains Holy Land, it is indeed a difference of 100,000 miles. The Gao Hanjun next to him also agrees with Master's words. This tea is indeed ordinary, and a little aura does not feel.

Such unwelcome and rude words, let the elders of the Ming dynasty mad at the old face, the most violent cow elders really can't bear it, he took the case and yelled: "Old guy, what do you want, tell you , we are not good at sending alum!"

"嘿嘿嘿-"

The old man should not laugh and laugh, squinting at the violent guy. "Boy, you are very rushing, you are not irritating, is it that my old man is very good? Why, do you want to have a trick with my old man?"

"Do you think I dare not--" angered, the elders of the cattle ignored the eyes of other elders, and he and the old man were on the top of the neck, screaming at the neck: "What are you, dare to be in us Alum sent to find things, what is Wu Wuwu, you are not afraid of you!"

"The elder of the cow -" the coach of the coach sighed and sipped, "I am too arrogant, and still not retreat!"

"Hey, we are afraid of what he does, they ran to our alum to bully us, can we let them not, too bully!"

The elders of the cattle are full of anger, and they yell at the majesty of the head of the coach!

Not waiting for the head of the coach to speak, the elders who smiled and glared at the violent big man. "I am bullying you. How can you only bully people and not allow others to bully you?"

"you--"

"At this time, the elders said it was good!" At this time, Mo Xuanzun gently said, "Your people are robbing everywhere. I believe why we came to the Ming dynasty. You know in your heart, should you give us a confession? What do you say?"

"This, there are a lot of adults, there are some misunderstandings, hopes-"

"fart--"

The old man yelled at him, his breath changed, his look was stunned, and the whole body burst into a breath of scent.

"Don't say that you first rob us first, and then send out four masters to besiege us. Then you will be bullied by your awkwardness, rob other insurgents for no reason, and harm innocent people. These crimes are enough for yours. What a fart alum sent to clean, hey!"

"Misunderstanding, it is really a misunderstanding!" The face of the embarrassing coach is not dare to refute, after all, what kind of virtue they are, they naturally know.

The elders of spring looked at the head of the coach and immediately guessed why he endured it. However, he himself couldn't bear it any more. He said: "The strong is respect, what is wrong!"

"well said!"

The elders screamed and sneered, and at this moment, his breath became indistinct, like an unfathomable ocean. Around him, the air rushing through the river, exudes a violent breath.

"So, now we are stronger than you, we are bullying you, what is it, that is, the strong person you said is respected, who is not convinced, the old man I hit you convinced, and then destroy your alum!"

"-"

When they said this, they were no longer able to refute it, and under the arrogance and arrogance of Wudi, they had fear in their hearts, and how ugly they were, how ugly they were, and only two of them were indifferent, as if everything They have nothing to do with them.

The air in the entire hall seems to be as thick as the sea, and everyone's breathing is a little quick, and it is strong against this repressive power, and it is silently resisting.

As a door-to-door disciple of nearly tens of thousands of famous sects, the entire Ming Dynasty sent up an uproar at this moment. Everyone heard the voice just now, and immediately knew that it was happening to him.

Who is it, dare to run to the door to challenge?

However, dozens of elite disciples heard this familiar voice, and their faces suddenly changed. They had planned to go to watch them and they could not help but dismiss the idea.

There were a few who even quietly left the Ming Dynasty and went outside to hide, so that they would not be allowed to be handed over.

Because the old man deliberately made things big, many of the disciples and elders of Wulingwuwang swarmed and surrounded the whole three layers of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

"Mo Dianzhu, Miss Cheng Da, have something to discuss, what are the requirements we will do!"

I dare not deal with the powerful old man. The heads of the Ming dynasty had to turn their minds on the eyes. No matter what, they are the real masters. As long as they are negotiating, then everything else is not a problem!

"Which **** dare to let go in my alum?"

The voice of the rumbling resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the sound never ceased, and a shadow appeared in front of everyone.

He was dressed in a linen, his face was thin, and the eyes that were so small that he couldn't see it came out. He was rude to look at the strangers in front of him.

"Uncle Shu -" The head of the Ming dynasty's coach saw this old man appear. He was overjoyed and immediately got up and handed it.

Other elders are also beaming. They know that the real masters are coming. This is their elders who have been a long-standing elders. With his appearance, they no longer have to use anger and tolerance!

In the face of his appearance, Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Hao just swept a glance, and it was the peak of the Emperor Wu, no big deal, the old man should be able to destroy him!

When I saw this person, the old man should have raised his eyes and thought about it. He said, "You are the old man who is not dead and shameless?"

"who are you?"

There are not many people who know the ending of his madness. The old man in front of him can shout. He can't help but pat his head and think, "You are a little familiar, but you can't remember who you are!"

"Uncle Shu, he is the elder of the Central Plains Holy Land!" The headman told him quickly.

"The Central Plains Holy Land? How have my old people not heard of it?"

The madman frowned and had been retreating. He really didn't know what the newly rising Central Plains Holy Land was.

"Hey, it's a madman, you don't know, you just die a little earlier, and staying in the world is a waste of food. People like you die early and have a stock!" The old man's mouth is poisonous and yin Directly cursing people to die.

The madman heard his words, the flash of light flashed, and his eyes covered his fingers. "The old man knows who you are. You are the poisonous, the guy who is sore-hearted. How do you get to my alum sent? Not looking for death?"

It turns out that the two old people still know the old people, and their tone is not good. I am afraid that they are not friends, but opponents.

"Pooh--"

The old man should sneak a sneak peek at him. "The madman, you were not the opponent of the old man twenty years ago. You are not the opponent of the old man now. You are so happy, it is really happy, hahahaha-"

"Should be poisonous, the old man is dying, you can also clean up your bastard!" The madman is stepping into the void, the right palm is swaying, and the five fingers are deducted.

Rumble!

The sky was shaking, and the whole temple was shaken vigorously in his boxing style. The madness of the person's body is boiling, turning into hundreds of millions of horses and raging dragons, screaming and shouting, and rushing toward the old man.

Such a fist can be a separate force, but for such tens of thousands of violent airflows, the general moves are useless because they can block all the motives of the opponent.

In such a shocking punch, the people present felt that they were like a boat in the storm of the sea, carrying a load and floating, and could not resist.

Wow, great!

The elders and disciples of the Alum School showed a surprise expression!

His boxing method has always been indifferent to Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Wei, and the two became viewers. They are not worried about the old man.

"Ha ha ha -" should not laugh at the old man, the whole world is echoing his laughter, as if not affected by the momentum of the madman!

The next moment, I saw his figure flashing, the entire hall was shaking, a dragon and a tiger's voice, resounding through the void.

His imposing temperament, filling the world, is like a fierce dragon.

During the light stone fire, he raised his hand and pressed a huge palm print from the void!

Bang!

The madman was directly suppressed, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and screamed: "Ah-"

A shouting shook the entire mountain forest and incited countless voids.

This kind of full of whistling sounds shook the clouds and echoed throughout the world.

"What the hell, the old man does not kill you!"

The old man should hold his momentum with a voice of ridicule. At this moment, they seem to have turned into a small dragon and two dragons, and they have been fighting for more than ten times in an instant. The flames of the square are more than 20 feet, and the air seems to be burning.

Each of the two recruits is full of strength, completely abandoning the defense, like two ancient beasts, each madly hit.

"Well, will our elders win?"

"Crap, of course, will win, I think it is too elder!"

"I see that what should be poisonous seems to have not done its best, and our elders seem to be desperate!"

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense, we will definitely win when we are too elders!"

"That should be poisonous or smiling, not like fighting, I think the elders are too afraid -"

Many disciples of the Ming Dynasty who stood outside the main hall looked at the scene in front of them. Everyone talked and changed, and they changed and became uneasy.

Seemingly a terrifying battle, Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Hao can see that the old man is simply playing, it is like a cat and a mouse, how to play how to play.

When I saw this, the two couldn't help but feel funny and played by him.

"Should be poisonous, don't be too much!" Suddenly, the madman made an earth-shattering roar.

"Excessive? Who is too much? It seems that every time someone is doing it, you are a good person, and you say that the old man is too much, then, you can see how I am too much!"

An invisible pressure came out, but the old man's tone, although with a smile, everyone could feel the chill in his smile.

The hall was quiet inside and outside.

"Take it up -"

A palm fell from the sky, and was heavily photographed on the madman. He didn't even have a chance to dodge!

The difference between Wuhuang and Wudi is not the big one!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spit out, a few moments, the shock of the madman who bent down to resist the pressure and the incredible!

The eyes of the old man stared at each other coldly, frozen and bones, frozen into the bone marrow.

"Excessive, I tell you, this is not too much, the old man is killing your alum, not too much!"

"You, should be poisonous, you dare -" madman eyes murder a cold, the temperature inside the hall steeply dropped.

"Why, want to kill me? Do you have this ability?"

When the old man spoke, he walked toward him, his footsteps were not fast, but he was slow.

However, every step of the step, there is an earth-shattering momentum, every step out, everyone feels the ground under the feet, shaking a bit, like a giant in the sky, is coming.

The footsteps are getting closer, closer...

"Puff puff--"

As the old man stepped out of the pace, the madman could not resist the momentum of the other party, and a mouthful of blood spouted out.

At this moment, everyone's ear sounded a weird sound, and the turbulent momentum of the sky rushed out, sweeping the entire hall, and all the people of the Ming dynasty showed the color of fear.

"What you said in the Ming dynasty, the strong is respected, no matter how you murder other people, and ruin the common people, it is because of this sentence, the strong is respected, you can get your hands, how, change to you. You can't stand it? Also know what is too much?"

With the old man's words, his momentum has strengthened a few more points, and it is really unable to resist the madness of the body and involuntarily collapsed.

咔嚓——

A fragile ring of bones, he knees down, the floor stone can not withstand this power, centered on the knees of the madman, the floor stone smashed to extend around.

At this time, the Ming Dynasty sent up and down to see that they were too elders, only to see a moment of painful distortion in the madman, cold sweat, and bloodshot eyes.

The head and the elders were shocked, and there was a blank in their minds. It was almost impossible to think about it!

Their most powerful elders are not the opponents of the old man, then, it is said that he is a Wudi repair is true!

The real Emperor!

All of them are stuck!

"You, should be poisonous, what is your repair?" He was awkward, his face was pale, and the madman no longer had the arrogance and arrogance of a master. He stared blankly at the other side, without any emotion.

The old man's pupils contracted a bit, and the sharp eyes made the people who saw it nearby, and could not help but feel a guilty heart. He said faintly: "You say it!"

"Too, too elders, the elders should be repaired, it is the Emperor Wu!" Spring Elder told him the truth.

"what--"

The mad screaming, really squinting at the eyes, "Impossible, how could there be Wudi, he is not a person in the temple, absolutely impossible-"

He has been closed for a long time, and he knows that in the past two years, he has discovered many things that he does not know.

When he is crazy, he should be disdainful. He said: "You don't know, it doesn't mean no, yes, the old man is Wudi, crazy. You haven't tasted the old man yet. Just now, the old man just used it. 50% infuriating, you have a good time, you think you can really fight against the old man, hehe!"

"You, you, hehe-"

Straight to him, the madman opened his mouth and squirted a blood, but he was unconscious.

"Uncle Shu -"

"Before the elders -"

The people in the main hall were busy becoming a group, and they immediately helped the people who had passed out.

Seeing that people are going to be alive and dead, the old man shouldn't have a hard-won person, let them toss, and he sat down.

"Mo Dianzhu, Miss Cheng Da, should be the elders, is our disciple rude first, and apologizes to the alumni in the lower Ming Dynasty. What are the requirements, we will do it!"

Already a lost coach, the head of the coach bends and bends his hand, and he can no longer see the style of the head of the party, as if he is a slave of the broken bone, begging for forgiveness.

"I knew this early, why bother it!" Cheng Hao is not a pity.

When they kill, they are not soft. No matter who they are, they want to kill and kill, and they are replaced by others. They are completely different. They only want to survive, regardless of their dignity.

"Others don't say, you still give us a confession!" Mo Xuanzun faintly opened.