Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
Sad, Ning Xuanwu
pretty soon.
Led by Ning Xuanwu, he immediately came to a dark place not far from the gates of Xiaowu Pavilion.
"Oh!"
"Little man really wasted god's time for so long to see how I could make him into a patty," Ning Xuanwu said angrily.
"Sir, I think we should be careful for a moment. It was best to verify if the news Xu Kun got was accurate, right? "Yao Ling'er frowned and said anxiously.
"Huh."
"Little mortal, you're really telling me to be careful?"
Ning Xuanwu said angrily.
"Sir, I always felt something was abnormal, and you know ..." Yao Ling'er stared intently at the martial arts hall, and said solemnly: "This martial arts hall is clearly under our supervision, he don't think it's strange that some old man suddenly sits at the door?"
"Hmph, this is just your negligence." Ning Xuanwu said in disdain: "And there are many mortal relatives, this old man is nothing more than the role of second uncle and third uncle."
"In my eyes, no matter if he's second uncle or third uncle, he's just an ordinary human being, he's an ant-like existence."
Ning Xuanwu snorted furiously, feeling extremely uneasy at the existence of this martial arts hall, his aura revealed, his body dragging shadows in the air, and he enveloped the martial arts hall with great force.
In the blink of an eye, he reached the sky above the martial arts hall.
The four people who understood the martial intent on Wuzi's plaque suddenly opened their eyes when they felt a fluctuation of breath from above their heads.
Four straight eyes shot towards Ning Xuanwu.
Who in the end had the guts to attack this martial arts hall, and what was even more disgusting was that it bothered them to sense martial intent?
However, the enraged Ning Xuanwu directly ignored his fourth gaze.
For the four mortal old men, let's destroy everything with this broken martial arts hall!
"Amut, dead."
With a sneer, a palm with strong momentum turned in the air, and a terrifying palm print was covered with it.
This behavior directly stimulated the anger of the four Wu Yonghong, and all four of them suddenly stood up, and a vast and profound Wuzong aura erupted from the four of them.
Just the impact of this momentum, the entire sky instantly became depressed.
"Your..."
And Ning Xuanwu, who was in midair, felt these four powerful auras, his face drastically changed, he stuttered as he spoke, and his eyes would pop out.
The four sitting at the entrance of the martial arts hall were actually the four martial sects!
He was a little martial king, and he slapped four Wu Zong with one palm, wasn't this the head iron?
next moment.
He seemed to have noticed something again, and cold sweat immediately came out.
That abacus, is the heavenly disk a treasure?
There was only one person who possessed this treasure, and it was Li Moqi's life-threatening abacus!
And a unique dress covered in bones...
It also suddenly reminded Ning Xuanwu of a character, a peerless madman who slaughtered the sect after the sect was put on trial, and polished the skull of the senior sect into a craft to hang on his body, which was not the case, Chu Shimad's.
The other skinny man seemed to be the legendary Sun Zhuge who had broken his meridians and then practiced evil arts against the heavens and changed his life.
The latter held a rake like a peasant.It seemed to be Wu Yonghong who was fooled in a certain city, slaughtering the entire city furiously, and then silencing the rest.
Realizing the identities of these people, Ning Xuanwu felt she was about to cry.
These four lunatics in the difficult times that had long silenced the ruins, had actually arrived at the entrance of this martial arts hall at the same time. What the hell's going on?
scoundrel.
In front of the four, he was a little martial arts king, just like a younger brother. When she was famous, Ning Xuanwu was still wearing pants************** open!
Almost in an instant, he, who was still full of momentum just now, was like a refreshing eggplant—Ya!
Not caring about the counterattack against him, he forcefully took his attack, not even daring to look at the four of them, rolled in the air, and then fled!
I must say that Ning Xuanwu's movements in this series are smooth and smooth.
He was sweating profusely, and he only wanted to escape from his fourth sight as soon as possible.
But the next moment...
His face changed drastically, and he felt a chill on his back.
The aura that made him unable to break away came towards the spreading bundle, locked it in place from thin air, and then pulled it back from the air.