Okay, join forces to kill him. ”

Ming Yan could feel the threat, and Mo Rulong could also feel it.

This kind of genius cannot be left alone, and it will become a big disaster if he keeps it.

Gotta get rid of it before it's too late!

Ming Yan and Mo Rulong both understood each other's meaning, and Wu Tao knew more about the two little yin goods.

Mo Rulong came out with a gun and said calmly: "Central Plains Imperial School, Mo Rulong!" ”

"The name of General Mo of the Five Tigers of the Pacification Rebellion, I have heard of it in the Western Wilderness, and the young king of the Lower Western Wilderness, Du Shaoqing!"

The man in black smiled softly.

However, the heirs of the eight kings of the Western Wilderness all call themselves young kings.

"As far as I know, there are many heirs of your eight kings, and they all seem to call themselves young kings." ”

"Brother Mo, I know everything about my Western Wilderness." Du Shaoqing couldn't help but chuckle.

Mo Rulong said indifferently: "Understanding the opponent is the homework I must do when I was a general." ”

"I see, please, in today's battle, you can divide the victory and defeat, the road to martial arts is long, and it is too early to divide life and death."

Du Shaoqing shows his special side.

It seems that victory or defeat is not so important to him, what he wants is a battle, so that he can learn from his opponent's strengths and make up for his own shortcomings!

This kind of person is walking his martial arts path!

If so, kill him!

Du Shaoqing, don't stay!

Almost in a thought, Du Shaoqing made a move, and his blood and qi were on the surface of his body, turning into seven flying swords, this is Shushan's swordsmanship!

How did this Du Shaoqing learn?

Mo Rulong was a little angry, could it be that Shushan's peerless school was leaked?

The secret technique of the Sword Immortal is born with strong attack power, and if it is learned by the natives, it will definitely be a disaster here.

But Du Shaoqing said indifferently: "The sword immortal lineage, three thousand years ago, was originally a technique cultivated by all the martial artists in the world, and then gradually disappeared in the long river of history, leaving only the vein of Shushan, but the predecessors will occasionally leave a legacy!" ”

Mo Rulong was holding a cold spirit spear, and in a flash, the shadow of the gun changed, weird and tricky, which was very in line with Mo Rulong's attack style.

The cold spirit spear that flickered left and right was out of nowhere.

The cold spirit spear has a 'tricky' word, and it has really been cultivated by Mo Rulong to the point of being superb.

Du Shaoqing's seven swords protect his body, sometimes defensive, and in a moment, he is in a fierce offensive posture.

This is the showdown of true geniuses!

Both of them were testing each other, and Du Shaoqing gave Mo Rulong a strong sense of crisis.

Mo Rulong didn't give Du Shaoqing a feeling of extreme danger!

Both have killer moves, but neither of them is easy to use.

Everyone knows that once you use a killing move, if you can't kill the opponent, you are likely to die on the spot!

The two fought more than 100 moves, almost instantly.

Almost all of the two of them burst into breath!

"Cold Spirit Spear!"

"Overlord Technique!"

……

Mo Rulong has fourteen shadows with one shot, and the gun wants to take Du Shaoqing's life.

In a thought, Du Shaoqing burst out all his qi and blood, turning into another self, although it was a little illusory, but it was brave and unstoppable, and he blasted out with a punch, maintained his posture, and broke seven gun shadows in a row.

If this continues, I'm afraid both of them will die!

Du Shaoqing said softly: "I've been taught!" ”

"Humble!"

Mo Rulong collected his gun at the same time, and there was no death battle.

If you are a yin good, you will definitely die.

But Du Shaoqing is right, there is no need for people like them to live and die now, or almost all of them are Tianzun-level figures.

Now it's falling, it's not worth it.

Besides, for Huaxia's side, there are few geniuses, if this is the case, the people of the five wildernesses will be wiped out, and how many geniuses are not enough to consume.

The two of them are inseparable, and they know that if they want to win or lose, they must first divide life and death.

Du Shaoqing suddenly spoke: "Brother Mo, if you have time to go to the Western Wilderness for a gathering, I will invite you to drink!" ”

"The Five Desolations all have the rules of splitting the earth and sealing the king, I just want to give it a try!"

Mo Rulong agreed!

This Du Shaoqing is a little special, and he should be the same kind of person as the original Mu King.

They don't care about the battle between the two places, they are just warriors who only have martial arts in their eyes.

In the eyes of these people, the land of the gods may be just a dynasty like the Five Desolations, where the martial artists stand in the world and pursue martial arts and strength.

And Du Shaoqing, like Dome Bow, is this kind of person.

Since his hands have not been stained with the blood of the soldiers of the military department, there is no need for Mo Rulong to fight to the death.

Even if he is an enemy in the future, he is not afraid of a dragon!

The black chariot took off, and Du Shaoqing said loudly: "Then I will wait for Brother Mo, a month later, the geniuses hidden in the snow in the forbidden places of the Western Wilderness will be born, and in this rolling red dust, they will compete for their own opportunities!" ”

A word is a reminder to let Mo Rulong prepare.

When the time comes, the geniuses of the major forbidden areas will be born, and I am afraid that the situation between the two places will change.

A month later, it was still the burial area of His Holiness, and the day was opened again.

And these people who are hidden in the snow are born, should they be born, or for what?

This does not bode well!

Su Luo appeared on the city wall, looked at Du Shaoqing leaving, and said indifferently: "This person, I didn't do my best!" ”

"Xiaolong didn't do his best, and the God of War trick was useless."

Ming Yan pouted slightly, the three of them who had said that they were good together killed Du Shaoqing, but later Mo Rulong did not give him a chance to intervene.

As for the so-called Eight Kings of the Western Wilderness, Su Luo glanced at it lightly, without any interest in making a move.

Lin Xiao If they want to play, let them go.

Ming Yan left, and Su Luo returned to Luodu.

This made Lan Wuying feel humiliated, and they were ignored, which was complete disdain.

Inside Nakdo Province.

Xiao Ling'er was barefoot, opened her arms, and said in a milky voice: "Little master, hug!" ”

"How did you get this flower on your head?"

Su Luo hugged the little guy and looked interrogated.

Xiao Ling'er, this little coward, sold the old man in the world very unproductively, and said angrily: "That bad old man asked me to learn, saying that it is the Three Flowers Gathering Top, the Great Venerable Secret Technique, it is all bluffing, Ling'er will learn it as soon as she learns!" ”

Next to him, Ming Yan rolled his eyes, knowing that Xiao Bu's talent was really against the sky.

As the saying goes, if there is a father, there must be a son, Xiao Ling'er is becoming more and more like the stupid son of the landlord Su Luo's family.

Su Luo said softly: "Three flowers gather at the top, gather a body of blood and qi to turn into a flower, this is a rare mastery, how can it be one?" ”

"The bad old man said that it takes 50,000 yuan of qi and blood to condense a word."

Xiao Ling'er honestly confessed all the things.

Ming Yan said cheekily: "Xiao Ling'er, teach me!" ”

"Okay, the bad old man said, after learning this, it is the person who is in the Lingyin lineage, and everyone will join the Lingyin lineage in the future."

Xiao Budian looks cunning.

It is estimated that the old man in Tianxu would not have thought that Xiao Ling'er would make most of the people in the world into people of the Lingyin vein in the future!

The dog's little paws rubbed his sleepy eyes, and he saw Su Luo holding Xiao Ling'er.

The dog moved the nest and curled up in Su Luo's arms to continue sleeping, and Gui Xiaoshu looked at it.

Su Luo looked at a few little guys and couldn't help but smile.

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