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"The elders, you bully a junior, is it too much?"

The master of Mengyutang is also a presbyterian, and he is also the elder of the inner patriarch. His position in Wan Fuzong is definitely higher than that of a madman. His number of disciples is much more. The madman has always been alone, not even an apprentice. I don’t know what crazy this time, but I have to win a quota for Lingdao.

"That line, don't bully the juniors, now I am going to bully you. There is a kind of stand up and fight me for three hundred rounds! If you don't grow, how far is it!"

The paragraph madman did not even give the face of the patriarch of Wan Fuzong, and naturally he would not give the face of the elder Tang. The elders of the South are just ordinary elders of the inner sect. Even the princes are not, and naturally they dare not do anything with the madman. However, Elder Tang is not the same. As a veteran of Wan Fuzong, he is a Tianjun himself, and his Fuxi is not comparable to the South Elder.

"I will fight if I fight, but I am afraid that you will not succeed?"

The elder Tang said with anger, and then he jumped and crossed the distance of dozens of feet and came to the front of the madman. Master Wan Fuzong did not stop. When he came, he wanted to give a madman a lesson and let him not be lawless. Second, he also wants to see how strong the current madman is.

The elders sitting next to the madman are all retreating, so as not to be affected by the battles of the madman and the elder Tang. As for those inner disciples, how far is it to run, the strongest of the Tianjun level, can take their life with just one stroke. They can only watch from a distance, and Tianjun’s battle will definitely inspire them.

Elder Tang became the elder of Wan Fuzong. He has already had two thousand years. His age is much larger than that of a madman. The years he cultivated are not at all comparable to those of a madman. If he didn't get the approval of the nine stone carvings, perhaps he had already boarded the boss's position very early, and there was no such thing as Mu Zongze.

He is not only a Fu Xiu, but also a powerful sword repair. Meng Yutang is known as the left sword. It is because he is good at left-handed swords and can teach such outstanding disciples as Meng Yutang. The elders of Tang’s martyrdom are naturally not bad. The madman was too lazy to deal with the South Elder, but he bullied him on his disciples and he had to shoot.

"You are in my eyes, that is, a junior, and I am in the same place as the elder of Wan Fuzong. The death penalty is exempt, and the living sin cannot escape!"

Not yet done, Elder Tang said in the form of a winner. He didn't think about how to beat the madman, but was thinking about how to punish the madman. Dare to face the disrespect of everyone in Wan Fuzong, naturally unforgivable, at least to kill him as a talent.

"Even if you don't use the means of repairing, it is easy for the old man to kill you!"

The elders of Tang did not even mean the sword. They only referred to it as a sword, and they came to the madman. A red-golden sword mans, like a thousand mountains and mountains, is fierce. The sword is like a dragon like a snake. If it is as light as electricity, it is fast and dynamic, and between the electric and the flint, it is already in front of the madman.

"I didn't expect that the elder Tang was already in the late days of Tianjun. As long as he gave him time, sooner or later he could become the third elder of Wan Fuzong!"

Master Wan Fuzong said quietly, the two elders are not only senior, but also cultivated to the peak of Tianjun. It is a pity that the potential of the two elders is exhausted. At the end of their lives, I am afraid that they will not be able to break through to the next realm. Wan Fuzong wants to be a three-force. At least one Tianzun needs to be born. It is impossible to expect them to be two.

The life of the elder Tang is only half of the limit, which is considered to be a strong period. He broke through to the peak of Tianjun, and it is a matter of iron nails. Whether it can become Tianzun is also unknown. At least he has the potential to become a god, even if it is small, it is better than the two elders.

"The older you are, the bigger your tone is, the more you rely on the old and the old, you must be the first person of Wan Fuzong!"

The madman has no mercy on the sarcasm. Don't look at him as an old man. In fact, his age is still young compared to his limit. The swordsman of the elders of Tang has already reached his eyes. He is still a look that does not care.

"Don't he really be crazy? Even if he still doesn't shoot now?"

Whether it is the emperor of Wan Fuzong or the elders of the elders, they are incomprehensible. The swordsman of Tang’s elders is about to reach the body of a madman. Why is the madman still not shooting? Paragraph madman has always been crazy, can you be scared?

"How strong is his strength?"

Lingdao did not worry about the madman, but instead guessed the strength of the madman. The eyes of the madman, others do not understand, but he understands. As a martial artist, he cultivated a very wild and sinister, and he is very confident in his body. The madman is obviously also very confident about the flesh, and does not care about the swordsman elders of Tang.

The madman used the Thunder Pool Hell, and he tempered the flesh for Lingdao. He must have tried it himself. Even the crazy pool method of Thunder Pool Hell, the madman can think of it, perhaps he has used other methods of refining before. The first move of Elder Tang did not use all the power at all, and the madman did not even mean to raise his hand.

"You are old, even if you let you move, you have no chance of winning!"

Such as the dragon's sword, the mang, squatting on the body of the madman. A muffled sound, the sword smashed, turned into a full sky Jianguang, drowning the entire madman. However, after a while, the madman appeared again in front of everyone, not only did it look unscathed, but did not retreat in half a step.

"Don't look at my clothes broken, in fact, I often take a shower, you don't need to scratch me?"

The seemingly irrelevant sentence is to make Tang Chang’s old-fashioned blower wink. Other foreign elders look at the madman's eyes, they are all different. They only know that the madman is very strong. I didn't expect it to be only the flesh, but it is already strong.

Even Wan Zongzong and the two elders of the elders were unconsciously looking at the madman. The age of the madman is almost the same as that of the Wan Fuzong, but the patriarch of Wan Fuzong is definitely not the opponent of the elder Tang. Even the swordsman sent by the elders of Tang can also reinvent the lord of Wan Fuzong.

"Big words, let you make a move, you still don't know the sky is thick!"

The elders of Tang said that they were relaxed. In fact, they have already paid attention to the madman. From the sword he took out, it can be seen that he has treated the madman as a warrior of the same class. In the face of all the elders and disciples of Wan Fuzong, he not only has to overcome the madman, but also wins beautifully.

"Nine Stars!"

Along with the elder Tang, a source of gold condenses into nine stars, suspended above the sky. Every star is like a real source of stars. It instills strength into the sword of his hand, letting his sword swallow the edge, and it is invincible.

When his sword tip is less than three feet away from the madman, the nine stars are successively kneeling. If one can beat a madman with a sword, it is inevitable to establish inviolable majesty in front of all the disciples and elders. With the strength of his late Tianjun, the entire Wan Fuzong, apart from the two elders, I am afraid that no one is his opponent.

Among the ten places, it can be said that the background of Meng Yu Tang is the hardest. If the madman is picking a soft persimmon, he may have succeeded, but unfortunately he picks the strongest inner-class elder. Now the elders of Tang have been serious, and the strength of the exhibition is enough to make the elders of Nei Zong horrified.

"Master, the strength of Elder Tang, is it strong?"

Xue Lingyao stood beside the elder of Nie and asked softly. How the paragraph madman is also helping Lingdao to win the quota, she naturally hopes that the madman wins. It is a pity that her realm is too low. She only knows that the elders of Tang are strong, but they do not know how strong they are. With her eyesight, I can’t see the madman and the elder Tang.

"It's very strong, very strong. Even if it's ten of me, it's not enough for him to kill. The madman is looking for other elders to sprinkle. Finding the elders of Tang is really looking for a dead end!"

Nie Elder and Duan madman grew up in a period of time. She was only in the early days of the Tianjun. Even if the madman was a little stronger, it would definitely not be much stronger. For many years, Elder Tang has certainly not lived in vain, especially the strength he has shown now, and he is even more shocked by Nie.

"This way, I hope the elders can win!"

Xue Lingyao said silently in her heart, and then she looked at Lingdao with concern. What makes her speechless is that Lingdao is actually sitting in the seat of the external elders, and it seems that the madman can defeat the elders of Tang. She really doesn't know, where is the confidence of Lingdao?

"Yes, he is not only an amazing Fu Xiu, but also a very powerful warrior."

"You and I are old all the time. Wan Fuzong really needs people like him and picks up the girders!"

The two elders nodded and were very satisfied with the performance of Elder Tang. As long as the elders of Tang broke through to the peak of Tianjun, they would agree that Elder Tang became the third elder of Wan Fuzong and they were on an equal footing with them. Their martial arts realm will not grow, they can only put hope on others.

The eyes of the emperor Wan Fuzong turned around. If the elder Tang became the third elder of Wan Fuzong, it means that there will be one more person on his head. Fortunately, elders in general do not manage things very much, and the owner is generally his lord. Besides, Elder Tang became the elder of Wan Fuzong and a good thing for Wan Fuzong. Even if he is uncomfortable, he can only bear it passively.

"The sword is good, but your sword, is it just about this?"

Duan madman grinned, full of white hair flying, a pair of turbid old eyes, but in an instant became a superb. He stood up straight and his body was as tall as it could support a day. His eyes stared at the elder sword of the elder Tang, and both hands were printed, and an ancient ruin evolved, and the sword was suppressed! --811083163560525367+dliineda+1049-->

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