Lord of Divine Snow

"This mundane martial arts seems to have some merits."

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the ring battle with a thoughtful expression on his face.

These secular martial arts start from integrating the strength of the whole body, from the light to the dark, and finally into the state of transformation, they can be called a generation of Grandmaster.

Martial arts At this point, there is no way forward.

However, the Martial Dao Grandmaster of Transformation, if you come across a warlock who only learns two tricks, or an ordinary cultivator with a low cultivation, it’s really hard to say who wins and loses.

After all, the weak spot of External Dao's magic spell is too big. As long as you know the details and find the forbidden object, even an ordinary person can easily break it.

And the dísciple with too low cultivation may not be as proficient in life and death battle as a martial artist. Maybe you will win it as soon as you meet it.

But even so, it is normal for Xiu Daoist to look down on Wufu.

Who will let Martial Master become a realm, there will be no way down?

Even the cultivation martial arts cannot extend the lifespan, but because it consumes too much, the internal injury is left behind when young, and it is easier to die early...

'Speaking of...I too It used to be a generation of the Great Grandmaster of the martial arts... This world has a very high level of world, Martial Dao... It's not that there is no way forward! '

...

On the arena, Huang Yuanba got a punch, his body shape was battered and exhausted, and he was almost driven to an end.

'This person is not right! '

He knew this, but he couldn't prove it. He didn't want to admit defeat, so he could only support it hard.

The blood dripped down slowly, almost obscuring his vision...

At this moment, there seemed to be a faint sound of cicadas in his ears.

"Martial Dao, above the realm..."

"Refining Essence into Qi ...a life source breath, help me go to the sky!"

Huang Yuanba heard the weird sound transmission that resembled a song but was not a song, and that was like an incantion and not an incantation. Before his eyes, a strange image of existence emerged.

golden light!

Golden light everywhere!

Amidst a patch of golden, there seems to be a vague pupa-shaped existence, emitting a clear cicada cry!

Got it!

Got it!

It's too late to say, it's fast then.

Thousands of changes in consciousness, reality is only a moment.

Huang Yuanba avoided Rob's another left uppercut, stepped back a distance, and took a deep breath.

In his chest, an inexplicable'breath' suddenly emerged!

'This is...'Golden Cicada gas'! '

'Golden Cicada gas, send me to the sky! '

'Am I unconsciously, I got expert teaching? '

Huang Yuanba eyes shined, and the Golden Cicada's breath in his chest turns.

Got it!

Got it!

Suddenly a scream of cicadas rang above the ring.

"If the scream of a chilly cicada...the mystery of life and death!"

The streamer of the weak cicada's wings rushed back and forth in Huang Yuanba's body, and he unconsciously made a strange expression The starting fist.

Got it!

The cicada screamed again, but it became extremely stern.

A daoist shadow swept across Rob, and above his nails, there seemed to be golden streams of light.

Huang Yuanba stood behind Rob and let out a long breath.

puff puff puff!

Rob's whole body split one after another bloody mouth, as if he had been imprisoned, a lot of blood flowed out, and his death was terrible...

"Win...winner... Huang Yuanba!"

The Western referee was stunned and was stared at by Huang Yuanba before stammering announcing.

"Damn! Taissi boxing champion lost!"

"Go to hell!"

"I bought you when I was blind!"

The gamblers who lost their eyes one after another tore up the gambling tickets and threw them into the arena like snowflakes.

More people of the Great Zhou Dynasty applauded one after another: "Good fight! Show the foreign devils how good we are!"

"Good fight!"

"Huang Yuanba is worthy of being the number one in Jinling!"

...

There was a lot of disturbance. A fatty, wearing a suit and a wide waist, suddenly held one. The white tin iron-clad trumpet was on the ring, loudly said: "Just be quiet, be quiet!"

"Why? Mr. Edson, do you want to go back?"

Huang Yuan said angrily.

"no no no!"

Edson, the organizer of the arena and the backer of the casino, shook his head, loudly said: "I suspect you have violated the rules of the game... Poor Rob, he announced that he is challenging Master Dongfang Wu, and you... are already an extraordinary!"

"hmph!"

Huang Yuanba makes a fist, and the joints blast all over his body. "I, Huang Yuanba, has never cultivated the Taoism. Jinling fathers and villagers can testify. Do you want to reverse black and white?"

Yes, in Huang Yuanba’s mind, Golden Cicada’s Qi is simply not a Taoism, but It is the further hope of martial arts.

So, he is still Martial Master, not Daoist!

"This is the expert I hired, Mr. Bilson personally appraised it." Edson loudly said: "Mr. Bilson, please come on stage..."

...

"What's the matter? This fatty can't afford to lose?"

Qin Weiyin felt a little strange.

"The banker never loses, it's just the difference between earning more and earning less. This fatty is anxious, probably because he ended up gambling with the gambler, and the result was an upset and lost red eyes..."

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Zhong Shenxiu sneered.

At this time, there is another change on the ring.

"Edson...You indulge the Thai fighters, beat me to death and maimed my Dongfang Wu division. Today, I won and I was arrogant. I really think I don’t have a temper in the Eastern Martial Artist?"

Huang Yuanba roared, a mouthful of Golden Cicada gas revolved, and there was a terrifying cicada cry all around.

"Not good!"

Although Bilson is Beyonder, he is good at identification and not good at fighting, so he jumped off the ring and ran.

"Today, I want to let you know, Martial Artist...not to be humiliated!"

Amidst countless cicadas, Huang Yuanba screamed on Edson’s right cheek. , So that his neck turned a few times, obviously he was not alive.

"hmph!"

Huang Yuanba looked towards all around, coldly snorted before the foreigners reacted, turned into an afterimage, and rushed into the alley... …

……

"Let’s go too, there is still a good show to watch."

Zhong Shenxiu taking pleasure in other people's misfortune authentic.

This [Golden Cicada 炁] is indeed the method he deduced from [Lan Ruo Chan change], Dao Transformation is Wu, passed to Huang Yuanba.

With [Golden Cicada 炁], Martial Master truly has a capital comparable to Beyonder.

However, the price still exists.

For example, at first cultivation, you must be a boy and you must not provoke a woman.

Also, if it is a cultivation Great Accomplishment and transforms itself with [Golden Cicada 炁], it may gradually become the dependent of the [Cicada King].

If you are unlucky and swallowed by the other party, it is quite possible.

"It's up to you, generations of martial artists, can you discover the secret door I left behind, using a demon to restrain a demon...Finally, counter the [Cicada King]..."

The master and servant walked out of the ten-mile foreign field, and it was already dark.

Zhong Shenxiu came to the outside of Jinling City and waited quietly.

not very long, just saw a battle technique.

The person who did it was Tai Sui Society, and the person who was hunted down was Huang Yuanba!

"This person is also unlucky. Originally, with his current martial arts, if it were in the world of no magic, it would be totally inconsistent. Five steps of blood splashing, killing the faint emperor up and down treacherous officials... Emperor Lao'er If you offend him, you have to worry about whether your head will move in the middle of the night."

However, in this extremely high limit of the extraordinary world, an extraordinary Martial Master is nothing at all... it's just 30% of the profit involved. Tai Sui Club’s backlash, it’s a little bit unable to hold it......