A genius of the temple of Shura was destroyed in this way!
The crowd is a little dazzled, how strong is the white haired man, who is it?
According to the principle, such a strong person, can not be unknown, must be known.
Moreover, they found that the white haired man did not look at Min Yang''s body from the beginning to the end, and his face was very indifferent, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.
Two red dress youth who brought minhao to come, Wei Yiji was stunned, just like a burning butt, deeply afraid to be involved in himself, jumped down the platform, into the crowd, disappeared.
"The self-contained guy must lose his life to be willing."
The little guy shook his head, and then looked at the night sky with a bad intention. He said, "boy, you ya, you are almost thrilled by the war. Would you like to come up and fight with the frog master?"
"Talking monsters?"
See, the crowd surprised and confused, but most people are surprised is that the small beast looked at the object, is the night sky of the king of Yan!
The night sky of the king of Yan Luo has become the myth of the temple of Shura. In the minds of the disciples of the temple, it is the existence of God, the means of cruelty, the spirit rushing to the sky, and if there is no word, he will make a great effort and also have to live.
A few years ago, a fierce man, fighting the disciple of the seven, was lawless, arrogant and domineering, and was one of the evil parties.
Finally, I don''t know why, night day strong hand, even in front of seven, will kill this person, since then, the fierce reputation, no one dare offend him, see him will avoid far away!
However, at this moment, a small beast with only big fist, even in the eyes of the public, defies the king of Yan.
What we didn''t expect most was that the king of Yan was not angry and made four responses to shock.
"I''m not your opponent!" On the cold face of the night, a stiff smile was squeezed out.
"Boring." The little guy shook his head and suddenly looked at the master of the shuro hall. His eyes were bright and said, "Li Tian, would you like to fight with frog master?"
Li Tian shook his head and refused decisively.
"Don''t look at me, I have no interest in you", see the little guy and look at himself, Emperor Tian a light smile, show the heart.
Although they can not see the real strength of the little guy, but only by its breath, let them have a sense of heartshaking, so it is better not to ask for self-help.
Most importantly, they know the shamelessness of the little beast, and they stick to it, and they don''t get rid of it.
"Ah, please have no opponent, frog is indeed God of heaven, the universe is invincible, lonely as snow!" The little guy sighed, but he was a happy appearance, making emperor Tian and others laugh.
"You know, little fellow," said shanyoude, "you will be forced to be split by thunder."
"Hum, fat man, do you want to die?"
The little guy has a bright eyes, like finding a funny toy. His claws catch in the air, and a golden wave is surging out. He is good at changing his virtue sharply. He is stepping forward and trying to escape, but he can''t wait to get caught by the golden wave and roll it to the high platform.
"So strong!"
The crowd was shocked and disgraced. As a good elder martial brother of shuro, under the small beast, there was no resistance. It was just like a chicken cub. It''s amazing!
Even emperor Tian and others also have pupil convergence, extremely heavy, obviously, the strength of the little guy is far beyond their expectations.
"What did you say just now, fat man?" The little guy is not good at it.
Good have good face fat a convulsion, hurriedly way: "small ancestor, I am wrong, you have forgiven me this time."
"No, you seriously hurt the young heart of the frog master. If you want me to spare you, you must compensate the frog master!"
Wen Yan, good good face fat, suddenly convulsed, bowel all regret green, why not heart and no eyes, to provoke this mixed world of the small devil king, this is a great loss.
"Hurry up, or the frog will chop you up and make a barbecue bag." The little guy threatened.
"You always smile!"
He was full of spirit. He took out mustard bag and served them with his hands. However, when the little guy took it, he refused to let go. Finally, he would let go of his hand when he threatened by the words of the little guy.
A group of Xiuluo disciples did not go up to help, they looked at the fat man sympathically. Who was not good at provoking, he was going to provoke this little thing. Didn''t he know that the level of the little beast''s shamelessness made the twelve respects speechless?
"Well, you know, I''ll give you a break today. I hope you don''t have another time." The little guy is happy to take the mustard bag for himself, and he doesn''t see it. He takes it into his own treasure house.
"Little bastard, don''t fall into fat master''s hand later. Hum, let you pay back again when you arrive."
This is all the savings in the past few years. Now it is in the middle of the way. It is robbed by the little bastard. The fat man has a pain in his heart and pain. He curses his heart and tries to figure out how to get back a justice.
But after half a sound, I didn''t come up with a good idea. In front of overwhelming strength, all the conspiracy was just a shadow, fat man was powerless!The little guy grinned and patted the fat on the fat man''s face: "don''t worry, frog won''t treat you badly. After you mix with me, someone bullies you, come to me, and frog will make decisions for you."
"Really?" Fat eyes shine.
"Of course, what the frog said is the water thrown out. He will never cheat you."
At this time, the fat man''s heart just feel better, a bag of wealth in exchange for a strong backing, and even feel it is worth it.
Wu Tian speechless shook his head, walked forward a few steps, arched his hand and said, "everybody, I haven''t seen you for many years. You''re all right!"
"Yes, time flies. It''s been nine years in a flash. Brother Wu''s strength has improved again. I can''t catch up with him!" Xu Yan arched his hands.
"Brother Wu, I didn''t expect you would make such a big noise as soon as you appeared. It''s really amazing if you don''t sing!" Said the burly man with a smile.
"The four seasons are reincarnated. Time flies. You should have washed away the past. However, after nearly ten years of precipitation, you are still immersed in the pain of Chu Yiyan''s passing away. When can you get out of the past and face a new life?"
Zhang Ting is graceful and elegant. However, when he looks at Xiang Wu Tian, there is a touch of loss in his beautiful eyes and a trace of inexplicable sadness in his heart.
Wu Tian sweeps these people one by one, and feels deeply for a time. Once young people, now they have become famous young heroes. Once girls, they have also become graceful and graceful, with tens of thousands of styles and gorgeous crowns.
"Oh! How do I feel that this is sour? " Wu Feng''s way of Yin Yang is strange.
Zhang tingqiong''s nose wrinkled and Jiao said, "Wu Feng, what are you talking about? I have a deep hatred with Wu Tian. I don''t have what you said What you said... "
"What did I say? It seems that you didn''t say anything, or what do you want to say in your heart, because we are here, you dare not say it? " Wu Feng joked.
Seeing such a scene, wudian''s heart is somewhat warm, at least proving that he is not alone, there are still people in the world who care about themselves in silence.
"No day, welcome back!"
At the beginning, the timid LAN Miaomiao stepped forward and stretched out her jade arms to embrace Wu Tian gently. She had blue hair and a shawl. Her body was exquisite and her skin was like blood clotting. She could be called a perfect beauty.
"Zhang Ting, see, see, see, this is the true temperament, dare to love and hate, unlike you, timid, there is love hidden in the heart, dare not release out", said Wu Feng, with a face of flower maniac, murmured: "but really good envy ah! When Miaomiao can give me a hug
"You die!" Zhang Ting kicked Wu Feng''s butt directly and fell a dog on the spot.
LAN Miaomiao Zhang Ting is a goddess in the eyes of all the disciples of Shura. They all look like immortals and have a variety of customs. At the moment, when they see the goddess actively embracing Wu Tian, they are more or less envious, jealous and resentful.
Wu Tian gently pushed aside the woman in her arms and said with a light smile, "thank you."
"Life, the white clouds long, take away a lot of vicissitudes and tears, life is short, sweat and tears, precipitation is how much of the past and memories," the emperor sighed, and then said with a smile: "welcome back.".
Thank you very much Wu Tian laughed and said to all the Shura disciples, "thank you very much."
"So they knew each other!"
"It seems that the white haired man has a high prestige in the palace."
At this moment, everyone knows that Qi Xian, the disciple of Shura, did not come to meet the white haired man, not because of his good popularity, but because he came to meet him. As a result, they were even more puzzled about who this man was?
It is absolutely different to be able to let the disciples of Shura gather together to meet them.
"Elder martial brother, who is the white haired man?"
Some people consulted the disciples of Shura. After a thorough study, they finally knew the identity of Wu Tian and his brilliant achievements in the past.
One pass ten, ten pass a hundred, and soon all the present disciples know.
"I didn''t expect that he was the white haired Shura nine years ago. I was still talking to him just now."
"Yes, at that time, I thought he was a new disciple, so he has a lot of future!"
Several young men and girls glared, staring at Wu Tian on the stage, as if looking at idols. These are just a few teenagers who met Wu Tian halfway before.
"Shua!"
Night sky''s figure flashed and fell on the high platform. His eyes twinkled. He was aggressive and said in a deep voice: "Wu Tian, nine years ago, you promised to fight with me. Should you fulfill your promise today?"
Wu Tian nodded.
As soon as they heard that they wanted to fight, the eyes of the crowd gathered again. One was Shura, the other was Yama. Both of them were strong men of the same era. The process of fighting was bound to be wonderful.
Moreover, observing the battle of the strong is of great benefit to the realization of Dharma formula or the realm of cultivation.
"Well, let''s get started." Night days some can''t wait, instant good attack posture.
"Wait a minute!"
"Yes?" Night sky eyebrows a wrinkle, the face obviously has a touch of displeasure.
Wu Tiandao: "I have self-knowledge. In terms of combat effectiveness, I am certainly not as good as you now. Why don''t we change the way of fighting?""Another way?"
Night day one Leng, ponder a little, way: "you say."
With a faint smile and a wave of arm, a forbidden symbol flies out of the sleeve cage and floats over the high platform. The purple light curtain blows out and covers the place.
"As long as you can get out of it, you can win this competition."
Night sky startled way: "eight level ban, lock one side?"
Wu Tian nods.
Night sky complexion changes, cloudy and sunny, silent half ring, just powerless way: "do not compare, I admit defeat."
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