Who can tell them why Mu Yunxi is a high-ranking master, and she is not a martial arts teacher?

From the people to the shock, to the shock.

Full of incredulous!

How old is Mu Yunxiang, 15 years old, 15 years old, high-level?

How this inverse talent is not shocking, in addition to the shock, there is a burst of sadness in the audience.

"Fuck, Lao Tzu's gold coin, fifty thousand gold coins, Zhu Bichi will not lose!"

"What are your 50,000 gold coins, the old man even took his wife into it, if this Zhu Bichi pool does not win, Laozi will go to his Zhu family to rob, rob the wife will be robbed!"

...

The most shocking and inconvindden people came, and the most shocked and incredulous was Xuan Xuanjin.

He thought that Muyunxi was only a martial arts master, but he would not have thought that Mu Yunxi was actually a high-level master.

A kind of anger after being deceived hit the heart, the eyes are complex and gloomy look at the clouds on the ring, full of deep anger, anger after being deceived.

Oh my god, you dare to lie to me!

At this moment, Xuanyuan had to face up to the words that Mu Yunxi had said to him so-called disdainful of him, and then thought of the strength of the cloud now, and the gloomy and complex eyes were full of color.

You want to get married, but you also want to ask me if I disagree!

Even the wind and clouds are full of eyes, full of horrors, looking at the clouds on the ring, can not return to God for a long time!

The high-level of the great warrior, or the fifteen-year-old high-level of the great martial arts, at this moment, the light on the cloud almost covered everyone, even if Zhu Bichi, the peak of the great martial arts master, was not enough to see in front of her.

And the clouds are just standing quietly in the ring, but like a stunning nine-day esoteric boar, silver and white skirts in the sun emit a dazzling light, eyebrows are cold, the face is absolutely colorful, that the arrogance of the body is arrogant and arrogant!

The dazzling eye cannot be opened.

Looking at the light of the pair of sticky clouds below, the dark Jun Ling would like to dig up the eyes of these people!

Zhu Bichi was also shocked, but immediately, the thorny and fierceness of the eyes became more and more fierce, and was full of jealousy.

She should have been the first day of Dongling, and the clouds were nothing!

"Ming Yunxi did not expect you to hide really good but a pity, even if you are a high-level warrior, you are still not my opponent, be obedient to death, Mu Yunxi!"

The blue figure vacated in an instant, and a wave of strong inner breath swarmed toward the clouds.

“The King!”

The mighty palm of the wind was like a mountain under the pressure of the clouds, which shocked her eyes.

The bottom of the blood is crazy, and the clouds are also playing a slap.

"Bang", the two palms collided in mid-air, so that Zhu Bichi's figure suddenly stepped back, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

One of his own ten-way power is not covered by the clouds.

“The head of the family, that’s just the case!”

His eyes were cold with a sneer, and he looked at the pool.

Zhu Bichi was repeatedly suppressed by the clouds, and his heart was more and more fierce, and he suddenly whispered, "Purple cold sword!"

The purple light flashed, and a sharp sword with a cold light suddenly appeared in Zhu Bichi's hand, and a strong breath waved into the air, flashing cold killing.

"It's a purple sword, a yellow-grade weapon!"

Zhu Bichi was forced to shine a sword by the clouds, and a cry came from the audience below.

At the judges, the battle suddenly stood up from the seat, and looked worried at the clouds on the ring.

Even the cloud ink that is closely watching the game under the ring is also anxious in the eyes, afraid that the cloud is injured by the purple and cold sword.

Zhu Yueshan looked at his beloved baby granddaughter, and then looked at the clouds, and his eyes were cold.

Li Er, strong, today Beale will avenge you and hate you, and take the life of this little thief!

“Shut up, you’re going to die!”

The sharp sword blade brought up a hegemonic wave, and rushed down, a momentary surge of death towards the clouds, making her full of blood.

Not to mention, the shock and shock brought by the yellow-level device really made her a little bit of distraction, but that was all.

The cloud is shining brightly, and the cold eyebrows are more and more cold to kill!

At the bottom of the ring, almost everyone held their breath and looked at the top of the ring.

“The Golden Shadow, go!”

In the middle of the air, the clouds roared, and the sound fell.

There is a golden light in the sky, and the whole person is wrapped in the clouds, like a dazzling nine-day god.

Then, a huge Buddha palm print with a thrilling power, plummed down.

“What, God, that’s—”

The people below the ring were really standing up, staring at their heads, showing a look of disbelief.

"Buddha light explosion, Miss Mujiajiu actually practiced the Mujia Xuanjian level martial arts Buddha light explosion, God, where is she from the demon, Xuanji martial arts is not only martial arts practitioners at the martial arts level can cultivate!" 」

"Too counter-intudent, genius, this is the mother genius ah, fifteen-year-old martial arts master does not count, actually still practice martial arts as a basal martial arts to practice, this cloud is not going to reverse the sky!" 」

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In the audience, as the golden palms of the cloudy golden Buddha roared down, they stood up and cast the most shocked eyes on the clouds.

Even Zhu Bichi could not help but look at the light, let alone the Xuanyuan who had been watching it at this moment.

“Give it to me—”

The cold and arrogant soft drink sounded, and the huge golden Buddha palm with the power of shock, tearing the air layer of air waves, suddenly smashed on the purple and cold sword that came to the cloud.

“Cry—”

The sound of the crisp broken sword sounded, and the tip of the purple and cold sword was broken by the hands of the cloudy Buddha and fell on the ring.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Even Zhu Bichi because of the strong blow of the cloud caused the whole body to slam and then retreat a few steps, chest of blood surge, actually a little bit of it!

The clouds, the clouds, how could she?

The glare of the clouds, the eyes of the twilight.

In any case, Zhu Bichi did not think, he just took out the purple and cold sword, has not come in handy, has been bombarded by the clouds, the appearance of the air is a blue, almost spit out a mouthful of blood!

"Oh, it's so crisp, Miss Pig, you purple and cold sword won't be fake, or how can you break it?"

He looked at Zhu Bichi with amusedness, and watched the broken sword that fell on the ring.