As soon as the black monkey walked, only Wu Wushuang and Jian Wushuang, the round-faced girl, remained in the camp. A ≥ novel ≧ ≦≦ ≤ ≤ ≤ ≤ ＜ ≤ ﹤

Jian Wushuang was lying on the bed, struggling to walk down, but now he moved a little, his body was like a huge blow, and it was very painful.

In desperation, he could only lean on a pillar supporting the camp in the back, but his gaze was directed towards that rain.

"You're called Jian Wushuang, then I'll call you Brother Wushuang." Wu Yu blinked and stared at Jian Wushuang. "Brother Wushuang, Ada said, you are seriously injured and can't move."

Jian Wushuang smiled dumbly, and said, "I'll call you drizzle. Did you show me in Houshan and bring me back?"

"Yes." Wu Yu focused heavily.

"Are you alone?" Jian Wushuang wondered.

"Of course." Wu Yu nodded again.

Hearing this, the sword has no two-sided color but is a little weird.

In front of this little girl who only looked like one year old, carried him back from Houshan by himself?

Notice that he weighs at least 140 pounds. How much strength does it take to carry him back from Houshan?

And this dark rain, there is no spiritual fluctuation on the body, it is obviously not a warrior, just an ordinary year-old girl doll, only by strength to carry him back from the back of a big man, is it possible?

He didn't know that this rain was not carried back by him, but was raised directly above his head, and the power needed was even greater.

"Brother Wushuang, don't underestimate me. My strength is great. Although I am only eight years old, my brothers and sisters who are two years older than me may not be as strong as me. "" Wu Yu proudly said.

"Really?" Jian Wushuang moved his heart, and immediately stretched out his palm, and said, "Slight rain, come, give me a hand to try."

"Brother Wushuang, you're hurt now, and I'm quite strong. Are you sure you want to try?" Wu Yu's big eyes kept blinking.

"Even though it was shot." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Wu Yu didn't hesitate anymore. When she saw her right hand holding her, she didn't charge much, and banged directly into the palm of Sword Wushuang.

Wu Yu's little fist swept across the void, and it was a strong wind that blasted on the palm of the sword unparalleled, making the sword unparalleled.

"Brother Wushuang, how is it?" Wu Yu continued.

"This ..." Jian Wushuang was completely shocked.

The power of Wu Yu's fist is very clear. The power of this fist has passed at least three thousand pounds!

The strength of three thousand pounds is naturally nothing to Jian Wushuang, even if he is seriously injured now, it will not affect him much.

You know, it was just an eight-year-old girl who blasted this punch?

An eight-year-old baby girl didn't even have the slightest spiritual power, and she was able to explode with a force of three thousand pounds.

"monster!"

Jian Wushuang raised a huge wave at the bottom of his heart.

In Divine Land, Jian Wushuang also knows that some people are born with divine power, like Blood Luo, who once encountered him in the inner region, born with great power.

But those who are born with divine power in Shenzhou, even if they are evil, will never be able to burst out three thousand pounds of power at the age of eight, right?

And most importantly, it is not only Wu Yu who possesses such great power.

"Xiaoyu, you just said that in your tribe, those brothers who are two years older than you may not have the same strength as you, that is, their strength is not worse than you?" Jian Wushuang asked again .

"Well, that's it." Wu Yu nodded. "In our tribe, those who are the same year as me, no one is as good as me now, but those older brothers and sisters, they are a few years older than me. I am also normal. "

"And the best of our tribe's younger generation is Brother Qinghu. He is fifteen years old this year, and when he was eight years old like me, he could explode 12,000 kilograms of power."

"I'm far worse than him."

"Eight years old, with a force of 12,000 kilograms?" Jian Wushuang was really ashamed.

"Light rain, light rain." A young voice suddenly sounded, and saw a young boy who was about the same age as Wu Yu ran in and was excited: "Brother Qinghu has practiced marksmanship, you haven't come out quickly to see, I can first Yes. "

After that, the little boy ran out again immediately.

"Brother Qinghu has practiced marksmanship?" Wu Yu also immediately became excited, and even said, "Brother Wushuang, I'll go out for a while. If you are in trouble, just yell, I will be outside and can hear you."

After that, this Wu Yu never bothered Jian Wushuang again, but hurried out of the camp.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang could not help but smile.

"Brother Qinghu? The monster who can explode 12,000 kilos at the age of eight?"

Jian Wushuang also raised a hint of curiosity at the bottom of his heart. He immediately endured the severe pain from his body, struggled to get out of the bed, and then walked very hard toward the camp door.

Out of the camp, leaning in front of the door, Jian Wu's eyes looked forward.

I saw dozens of boys and girls gathered together in the open space in front of them, looking at the young man in front of the central government who were exercising.

The young man was only fourteen to five years old. Although he was not very old, he was very strong. He was over 1.90 meters tall and wrapped in simple animal skin. The exposed skin was faint under the sun's rays. The sheen looks extremely wild.

At this moment, the animal skin boy is holding a spear, and while practicing, his marksmanship is quite awkward, at least in the view of Jian Wushuang, still immature, but his power is extraordinary.

"The peak of yang deficiency!"

Jian Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart rose with a shock.

The fifteen-year-old peak of yang deficiency ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This is absolutely incredible in Shenzhou.

It should be noted that even the highly talented disciple Lin Lan, who was unparalleled in the sword, only reached the peak of yang deficiency at the age of eighteen.

But now that Jian Wushuang came to this world, he saw a fifteen-year-old peak of yang deficiency, and not only that, the most important thing was the strange power of this animal skin boy.

"So powerful physical power, so powerful power!"

Jian Wushuang can clearly see that although this juvenile skin boy is immature in skill, with each shot pierced, the powerful force squeezes the air, making a harsh sound boom around.

Obviously it is only a peak of yang deficiency, but such physical body and strength, in Jian Wushuang's view, even if compared with those lords on the Divine Land, it is estimated that it is not much worse.

"Not only him, but the little guys around him, all of them are very good!" Jian Wu's eyes pupils narrowed.

"What kind of world is this?"

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