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"You are afraid of a feather.

Originally, Xiao Ming's slightly depressed heart (qing),-the next son was disturbed by Ling Ge's words, scratching his head, he did not understand the meaning of Ling Ge, the tall and dark young boy's horrible fighting ability was indeed moving (( Dang d　ng)d　ng) Xiao Ming's mind, the people of Zhenwu Tianshan were crushed and beaten.

At first, the two sides seemed to be fighting each other, but since the dark and tall boy flew out and then ran back violently, the whole situation changed. The shot was too fast and too fierce. Xiao Ming was back then. As if time had stopped, in the blink of an eye, a huge blood hole appeared in the abdomen of the disciple of Zhenwu Tianshan. The dark boy raised his hand, and the disciple of Zhenwu Tianshan had been blasted to the edge of the ring and fell to the ground. , (身sh　n) The body trembled slightly and was dying.

At that time, Xiao Ming's mind had already begun to move. When the dark youth stepped down, he turned his head and looked at them, and made a wiping motion at him, with that cold and strange look in his eyes. Even more, the touched mind was constantly poked, an invisible (yin) shadow climbed onto his heart, and the cold sweat on his forehead had not yet been wiped away.

At that time, Ling Ge was watching Xiao Ming, who was nervous and afraid of alternation in his eyes, so he said this sentence.

You are afraid of a feather!

Xiao Ming's nervous heart (qing) was opened by Lingge. He sighed and scratched his head. He didn't understand the meaning of Lingge. He was not Lingge. The strength of Lingge is beyond doubt. , Everyone in the audience thinks Lingge is very strong (强qiang), and he is not in a hurry, but he is different. His Xuanwu palm is still Lingge passed to him. If it weren't for Lingge, I am afraid he would not even be able to come before. , I am grateful, for Lingge's words, he must also listen to it, after all, his senior brother is very mysterious, and he does not have any malicious appearance to him... He is handsome, and his appearance must not be that at first sight. This kind of extremely vicious people, after all, have been getting along for so long,-a sect, he doesn't need to doubt Lingge's thoughts on him. or Mu novel

And Lingge is not interested in men, how can she think about him.

After Lingge knew his thoughts, she didn't know if she would want to slap him directly on the ground, and then beat him violently to relieve her anger.

Pursing his mouth, Xiao Ming smiled awkwardly, seeming to feel that he had lost face in front of Ling Ge, scratching his head and said: "That person is strong (qiang), I don't know the Xuanwu palm that you passed to me, brother. Whether the defense can block his attack, his speed and strength are so fast, I didn't see how he made it for a moment, the person on Zhenwu Tianshan has already fallen directly. Go..." .

"So you think you will lose?

Asked clearly," Lingge slapped her lips and said helplessly.

"...Xiao Ming nodded honestly.

"I really don't know where your mentality comes from, and that's right, your age is young (chunchun)... Lingge frowned and muttered a few words crookedly, Xiao Mingxin's mouth twitched and looked at. Lingge was a little speechless.

Could it be that Brother Ling, are you very old?

There are records on the facade of the sect, and everyone says that Lingge is only eighteen years old, and he is actually not much older than him, but Lingge seems to have a mind that far exceeds his age.

Well, of course there is strength.

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Lingge's strength, which is completely incompatible with his age, is seen in recent years. It is a freak-like existence. Although the realm cultivation is only in the early stage of Wang Lun realm, the martial arts and combat skills mastered are simply monster-like existences.

I really don't know how Lingge did it.

Many people (yanyan) envied Taimingzong as a small sect who has such a good disciple as Lingge. After all, in the eyes of some people, a good disciple can be worth tens of thousands of people. The efforts of others may be They don't mean anything in their eyes.

Taimingzong himself didn’t know that Lingge, who was obviously only talented with three stars, became the most dazzling disciple of Taimingzong now. On the contrary, the six-star talent of 囡囡 looked bleak, maybe just because 囡囡 hadn’t been on stage. .

Frowning, Ling Ge stretched out her hand again, tapped her finger lightly on Xiao Ming's forehead, and then retracted it, her movements were extremely quick, almost undetected by anyone.

"I passed you one-book (body sh　n) martial arts skills, enough for you, enough to deal with the silly big man of Taixu Zong." After speaking, Lingge waved his hand and turned to Bai Suling. He walked over, and Xiao Ming was stunned, and Lingge once again taught things using the method of teaching martial arts. Now he still needs to digest, and Lingge does not bother him. It is completely enough for him to absorb it.

.......

At this moment, Mosayel was standing outside the ancient sky magic peak, that is, outside the gate of the Demon Sect. He is now blocked by two disciples of the Demon Sect. He was not allowed to enter, which made him very uncomfortable; looking at the front The two Demon Sect disciples with a determined look, his heart was broken at this time.

"Let me go in!" Mosayel clasped his fists and said with an awkward accent, feeling the pure magic energy of the ancient sky magic peak, and he felt comfortable (body sh　n) going up and down. ,This feeling.

That's right...

Cough.

"Get out of the way quickly, or you won't blame us for being polite!"

The eyes of the two were-cold, and the magical energy in their hands was surging out, changing into flames-like lingering in the hands, this pure magical energy Mosayel lightly felt it, and it felt infinitely useful and very comfortable.

"By the way, I still have this thing in my hand." Now this feeling is really extremely uncomfortable, and I feel the devilish energy, but whether he can absorb it, this even cool and uncomfortable feeling is really very uncomfortable.

After speaking, Mosayel suddenly took out from his arms-Zhang Hei (color) bronze glyph mask.

Black (color) bronze glyph mask-coming out, Mosaiel hurriedly pointed the mask in his hand at the two disciples. The two disciples of the glyph demon on the black (color) mask were stunned when they saw this mask.

They haven't seen this mask.

Everyone in the Demon Sect knows what this mask represents.

"Magic Lord."

The two said in unison.

Mosayel chuckled, rubbed his palm and said: "The devil is a hand, I am sent by your demon, and I use this mask to testify

When the two disciples saw this, they looked at each other.

It seems to be thinking about what to do.

Seeing this, Mosayer said again.

"In the mask there is the voice of your devil's divine consciousness.

After speaking, the two disciples no longer hesitate after hearing this.

Leaving another person, the other person ran towards the sect.

This matter (qingqing) is important, and they need to report it to the sect master.

"What? The mask of the devil? The mysterious man in black robe?"

In the hall, Xu Gu frowned and muttered.

The voice returns ((滿d　ng)d　ng) in the big (殿di　n).

"Yes, the master!

"Bring me in for Lao Tzu!

Xu Gu's hand-pie, sneered-sound.

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