The strength of Yuan Thirteen Limits is close to that of Hai Zhongshen.
Recently he was preparing for concentration.
As the Great Demon God, Yuan Shisanqian's pursuit of martial arts is no weaker than anyone else's.
He was not inferior to Zhuge Zhengwo in terms of literary talent and martial arts, but he was unlucky and wanted to show his ambition, but was never reused, so he became depressed and sick, and became a bit abnormal.
His life is actually a tragedy, and his fate is full of coincidences.
He was reborn on the 13th day of his Yuan Dynasty, and he wanted to fight for destiny again.
He appeared with Ling Luoshi.
I have been communicating with Ling Luoshi recently, and combined with myself, I already know what kind of divine power I want to condense.
People who pursue offense and killing often value lethality.
The divine power he wants to gather is based on the sad little arrow.
"Arrogant!"
The person who took action looked at Yuan Shisanqian's arrogance, and his face became extremely gloomy.
"Who are you? Today I am going to kill you to let you know the consequences of defying the powerful man in the sea."
"The person who killed you is the Black Relic, Black Mushui!"
The person came roared.
As soon as his footsteps touched the ground, his figure rushed out instantly.
Divine Power: Black Water Water.
There is a black aura in the divine power, which merges with the rain curtain to form a thick consistency.
A black energy also appeared in the palm, and the energy moved towards the Thirteenth Limit of the Yuan Dynasty with a corrosion.
"This man has an extraordinary aura. Although he has not yet stepped into the sea to concentrate, he is probably not a simple person."
Sima Changhen looked at Yuan Shisanxian and said.
"Not an ordinary person!"
"But Ling Luo Shi is a bit extraordinary. His divine power can actually lock people's energy and spirit!"
"I'm afraid I'm no match for this person."
Lin Xiaotian said in a deep voice.
"It's not too strong yet, but when the opponent completely simulates the fourth door, it will be very scary!"
Sima Chang said with hatred.
"But I don't know what the status of this person in the [Blue Dragon Club] is."
Sima Chang said with hatred.
The other side.
The man next to Qian Junmo said: "Master, I'm afraid I don't need to take action. I'm afraid the [Qinglong Club] has already prepared people!"
"Although this man's divine power has not been condensed, this Hei Mushui is no match."
The man looked at Yuan Shisan and said.
Compared to the horror of others.
Fang Huaiyuan and the old man's expressions became gloomy.
Lie Zhenbei arranged for thirty-six people from the foreign race to come secretly, but around Su Chen, the [Qinglong Club] also arranged for many people.
"Scheming, who is plotting against whom?"
Fang Huaiyuan said with a gloomy expression.
His eyes were looking at Yuan Thirteen Limits.
Under the opponent's divine power, Yuan Shisanqian punched out with an explosion.
Fist collides with opponent's palm
The two forces collided, and the terrifying power spread to the surroundings.
The Yuan Thirteenth Limit was repulsed.
But when Yuan Shisan was knocked back, his figure suddenly rose again and rushed out,
The left hand is Hateful Fist, and the right hand is Hateful Palm.
Keep making moves to counteract the suppression of the opponent's divine power.
He didn't step back at all, but instead showed a particularly ferocious look on his face.
And an aura condensed on him.
This breath continued to spread out.
"The fighting style is really fierce, and it actually suppresses the black wood water!"
Seeing this scene, some people were horrified.
"The divine power is about to appear, but I don't know what its divine power is?"
Looking at this scene, someone said.
Among the inns.
Several people's eyes also fell on Yuan Shisanhan.
"Perhaps the first volume of the Dafa of Hate Heaven and Earth can be passed on to this Yuan Thirteenth Limit!"
Su Chen thought in his heart.
Yuan Shisanqian's martial arts talent was very high.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have developed so many unique skills.
Even if you practice Nishan Zi Jing, you can master it.
If I had Zhuge Zhengwo's luck, Yuan Thirteenth Limit might have achieved greater success.
"Su Chen, who is this person?"
Mei Xuanshuang looked at Yuan Shisanqing and said.
"On the 13th day of the Yuan Dynasty, the leader of the February Hall of [Qinglong Club]!"
Su Chen said.
"Master of the February Hall? The divine power is gathered!"
While Mei Xuanshuang was talking, he saw a shadow appearing on Yuan Shisanqian's body, which was a short arrow.
"That's it? It looks like a weapon!"
"Sad Arrow!"
"The strongest attack in the Thirteenth Edition of the Yuan Dynasty."
"It seems that Hei Mushui is going to die. The thirteenth limit of Yuan Dynasty's divine power is condensed, which is the day of his death!"
"Actually, even without divine power, Yuan Thirteenth Limit can still kill him."
"His divine power is too weak to stop Yuan Shisanqian's sad little arrow."
Su Chen said.
When Su Chen's words fell, Yuan Shisanqian, who had gathered his divine power, stepped back.
"Today you help me gather my divine power, and I will use my strongest move to kill you as a sign of respect for you!"
Yuan Shisanqian never stabs anyone in the back.
His sad little arrow is also positive,
"you!"
Hei Mushui's face looked very ugly after hearing Yuan Shisanxian's words.
He failed to take down the opponent, but also allowed the opponent to successfully gather divine power.
This is his shame.
The opponent now wants to kill him with one move.
Roar!
Hei Mushui became frightened and angry, and veins popped out on his forehead. A terrifying black energy appeared all over his body, spreading out in all directions. The energy soared into the sky, and the energy and blood in his body also flowed rapidly, forming a blazing heat that evaporated all the surrounding rain.
"Black Water Divine Palm!"
Hei Mushui went crazy. He unleashed all his energy and blood.
He wants to fight Yuan Shisanqian desperately.
You must kill Yuan Thirteen Limits.
boom
The power of the Yuan Thirteenth Limit broke out, and the Sad Little Arrow appeared. This was a small arrow he made temporarily.
Although it is just an ordinary small arrow.
But the moment he picked up the small arrow in his hand.
A chilling air filled the air.
call!
The small arrow is attached to Yuan Shisanqian's arm.
The surrounding air flow seemed to surge towards the small arrow instantly.
At the moment when the surrounding air flow poured in, the rain curtain that was rushing down between the surrounding sky and the earth seemed to be cut off for an instant, and no raindrops fell for a while.
"The move affects the weather, this move is terrifying!"
Sima Changhen's eyes narrowed.
Then his eyes couldn't help but look at Liu Junxiong.
Liu Junxiong's expression also changed at this moment.
The aura on his body exploded, he grabbed his palm, and a slaying sword appeared in his hand, and the aura on his body increased.
Just at this moment, a figure walked out behind him.
The figure was dressed in black, with a mask on his face. His face could not be seen clearly, but as soon as he appeared, he was locked with a divine force. If he took action, the other party would definitely take action.
Although the other party is wearing a mask.
But he could clearly sense a sharp aura from the other party.
If it doesn't move, it will be fine. If it moves, it will be extremely powerful.
now.
Sima Changhen also caught sight of the figure that appeared.
"Wearing a mask, another master of the [Blue Dragon Club], but he doesn't appear with his true face!"
"Who is this person?"
Sima Changhen was speechless when he finished speaking.
At this moment
A burst of thunder struck from the heaven and the earth.
The sad little arrows of Yuan Thirteenth Edition burst out
This was when he fought with Zhuge Zhengwo, after he fired his strongest arrow, he fired his strongest arrow again.
The events of the past are gone with the wind, and we will fight again in this world.
The haze of the previous life must be broken by him this time.
The arrow moves with the air.
Roar!
The Hei Mushui roared low, his power exploded, and he punched out, heading towards the sad little arrow with great strength.
Just under this arrow, it was instantly shattered.
laugh
The long arrow pierces the opponent's body.
His body paused, his eyes looking at his chest, and then at Yuan Thirteenth Limit.
"Who are you?"
He wanted to know the name of Yuan Shisanqian.
"I am the head of the February Hall of [Qinglonghui] in the 13th year of Yuan Dynasty."
The voice of Yuan Thirteen Limits echoed in the air.
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