MTL - Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal-Chapter 1242 One word
In one sentence, Ye Ziling is already like a drum, but his feet are subconsciously half a beat. ↖
Turning over a dark green bamboo forest that rushed into the sky, Ye Ziling finally saw the ultimate goal of this decisive battle.
In an open space of 30 feet, Tang Zhen took the position in the middle of the position, and the body was so strong that he waited for Ye Ziling to come to the front and suddenly smiled.
"Three years ago, Tang had a relationship with Ye girl. At that time, I felt that I could look at the whole white road martial arts. The talent is better than the girl of the leaf. It is nothing short of a rare one. Today, I can’t see it. Ye girl is good."
Tang Zhen rushed to the direction of Ye Ziling, and he said hello.
In one sentence, Ye Ziling has been isolated from the hands of the twelve seeds. Although the other few people will not say much on the surface, but the twelve seed masters are all geniuses, how many hearts are born, and they are not there. Under the words. The magical means, the fruit is extraordinary!
Ye Ziling looked at Tang Zhenwei a little, and it was still a gift, but his face was ashamed, his face was red, and he finally bit his teeth, and he finally stopped talking.
It is the man in front of this stalwart mountain that makes Ye Ziling love and hate and can't extricate himself.
Love him, because his surprise is brilliant; hate him, because of their position, the endless fate!
Tang Zhen slightly squinted, looking around, only a tiny movement, the infinite pressure has been sweeping the bamboo forest, the air seems to be solid, and the pressure is overwhelming.
At this time around Tang Zhen, around the 30-year-old surrounded by Ye Ziling, it is the young Toshihiko who has risen in the rivers and lakes in recent years, the twelve seed masters, just take out one of them, they are enough to be honored in the rivers and lakes. In the list.
However, they are now enemies, and the cold sweat has soaked in every inch of clothes on the body.
There is no reason for it. Just because they are facing, it is Tang Zhen!
Three hundred years in the rivers and lakes, after the success of the gods, there are few devils in the world!
Seventy years ago, Tang Zhen was three hundred and sixty years old, and his power was great. The power of one person’s power was the world’s white martial arts. The world’s fifteen white Daomen sects suffered heavy losses, and three more completely disappeared from the rivers and lakes. Fifty years ago, there was no rival in the world. Tang Zhen was a complete illusion of the world. He retired from the rivers and lakes and never shot again. Otherwise, what would give White Road Wulin a valuable breathing space?
At this time, the fabulous figure stood in front of them.
The Gestalt looked up at the sky that had been covered by dark clouds, and could not help but sigh in the mouth: "Fifty years ago. Tang has no rivals in the world, this gives you a chance to breathe. But you are so Tang was disappointed, ridiculous and ridiculous."
Amazing killings emerge!
Ye Ziling felt from the heart and hurriedly said: "Tang Zhen! Can you let them go?"
Tang Zhen’s eyes flashed coldly and coldly and coldly: “Ye girl, I’m sorry, I suddenly want to kill a few people to see and let them know. I haven’t done it in the past 50 years, but it doesn’t mean I’ve already Forgot how to kill."
Ye Ziling Fang Xinju earthquake. Knowing the actions that other people should not do has already made the dynasty, who has always been a big fan of the mountains, anger.
Tang Zhen reluctantly sighed again, lifted his foot and gently stepped on the ground.
A sound like a thundering sound rang from the ground, as if the heavens and the humans were sympathetic, and a bucket of lightning like lightning in the sky went straight down!
A piece of land from Tang Zhen Erzhang suddenly exploded, and a figure flew straight out. In the opposite direction of Tang Zhen, the violent turn of the body is so strange that several abrupt turns have reached the realm of free flight in the air.
Tang Zhen was cold and cold, and he rolled up a few long bamboo leaves with one hand. Directly facing the figure.
Although it is only a few bamboo leaves, it actually brings the sound of scalp and numbness! Looking at the speed alone, I know that these pieces of bamboo leaves will never be under the power of the Lingbao class.
A snoring sounded, and the figure scale fell to the ground, and there was no more than half.
No one can think of the presence, the demon Tang Tang has actually reached the horror strength of the masters of the realm of flying through the leaves!
Tang Zhen seems to have done a trivial little thing. He sneered: "When Tang entered this bamboo forest, he already knew that there was such a person buried in the ground. I didn't expect Tang to have given him countless opportunities. He I didn’t even cherish it. Now I’m sending him on the road, but I’m not afraid of Tang!”
The scalp was fried on the spot.
The man who was already dead had already discussed the sneak attack plan as early as ten days ago. It was already buried in the earth three days ago. The body condition has reached the level of fetal interest, but it still failed. Got through Tang Zhen!
Between the two enemies, Tang Zhen slowly took two steps. In the eyes of everyone, there was a distortion of time and space. It seemed to be slow to the extreme, but the mental feelings were told to them that the whole movement was absolutely It will not be a little bit slower than the blow of their all-out shots. What is especially horrifying is that Tang Zhen took two steps, and they couldn’t grasp Tang’s true foothold.
Obviously, it seems to be very slow, but it feels that it has already reached one step in one step; it clearly feels that the moving distance is so large, but it seems that Tang Zhen seems to be still in place.
The opposition between time and space makes all the people present present sullen, and can't wait for the blood to spit, to ease the uncomfortable feeling.
Until then, the remaining eleven seed geeks who spent countless human and material resources in the entire White Road martial arts still couldn't even attack a single trick, and even the strength of the sentence was running out.
The pressure in the air suddenly increased sharply. Tang Zhen’s hands were behind him, his tone was soft, and he said slowly: “Tang has recently heard that the ultimate in the world is the sword of Ye Ziling, the sword of Fan Xiuxuan, the feet of Ren Cheng. Wang Mingxin’s spear, but today’s see, but nothing more. Since it’s already here, I don’t know if several people come one by one, or together? In any case, Tang is next.”
In a word, Tang Zhen was so cold-blooded that several people who had been the strongest masters of the younger generation in the rivers and lakes had chilled their hands, and no one dared to go forward.
Only Ye Ziling bit his teeth, and a flash of a decisive look in his eyes came forward.
Tang Zhen looked at the beauty in front of the still standing. The breeze blew, the clothes fluttered, the hair was scornful, and I wanted to go to the fairy. I remembered the scene when I first met her, and my heart fluttered for a while.
three years ago.
At that time. The Ye Ziling Ye girl in front of her is only a seventy-eight-year-old girl, and she met his famous heroes on the rivers and lakes, but he was not afraid. Instead, he said: "You are Tang Zhen, one day I will Kill yourself!"
Tang Zhen smiled and looked at Ye Ziling, who was like a fairy in front of him. He whispered softly: "Ye girl, Tang has two questions. I don't know if Ye girl is willing to answer?"
Ye Ziling licked her sputum without any impurities, and wondered: "You said."
Tang Zhen asked: "If Tang did not misread, Ye girl should be the close disciple of Yan Yange Yan Yanwei Yan. Her condensed smoke heart is the ninth heavy cloud in the highest realm and requires the entry of the WTO, and then completely cuts everything. If you don’t know Ye Ye, how far is it from this realm?"
Ye Ziling replied: "There is still a difference, this girl has not yet joined the WTO."
Tang Zhen continued to ask: "If you give the girl three years, can the girl really step into the realm of lyricism and complete it?"
Ye Ziling flashed a touch of confidence in his eyes. Proudly said: "The master said, I only need two years, I can practice the Dafa, my master will not lie to me." Ye Ziling finished, the breeze smashed, the belt fluttered. Together with Tang Zhen standing in front of her, the inverted one is like a fairy in two paintings.
Tang Zhen smiled and said: "Your master did not lie to you, the talent of the girl, and the knowledge of Tang is also amazing, but Tang is very curious. When you have reached the realm of lyricism, this world struggles, What is the relationship with you? Why do you have to kill Tang?"
In a word, Ye Ziling asked the dumb voice.
Ye Ziling screamed angrily and left with anger. It was just in the heart. After all, the shadow of the demon monarch Tang had been left behind and could not be erased.
Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, three years have passed.
Shaking his head, Tang Zhen said: "While the girl's condensed smoke method has already become a big success, she has not stepped out of the final step of lyricism. Now she has already died. The usual ten successes are not able to make six. Cheng, how can Tang be willing to take the risk of people, this is more than the test, it will not be worth mentioning."
Sure enough, he still can't!
Ye Ziling’s eyes shed tears, and the words whimpered, saying: “I don’t even have the chance to die in your hands?”
Tang really smiled and said: "Ye girl, not in the heart of the heart, since ancient times, the evil spirits are not two, Tang is not a hot hand to destroy the flowers, you and me, do not mention it, you must know how to be sad, if you are addicted to this, to you In the future, it will be bad and bad."
Tang Zhen sighed softly, no longer looking at the pretty face of Ye Ziling's sorrowful grief. Tang Zhen stepped out, although only one step, but he had spared the leaf Zi Ling who sat down in front of him, and went straight to a list of hands to hold the knife. Young man grabbed.
This makes the young talent of the knife, it is Fan Xiuxuan who said that the knife is made in Tang Zhenkou!
When he was still nervously waiting for Tang’s reaction, suddenly the figure flashed and Tang Zhen had entered the six feet beside him.
The huge invisible power when the chest is pressed, Fan Xiuxuan even has no reaction, it is a chance to miss the escape.
Tang really has a black hair that flutters in the wind as if it were a flame. The twinkling of the eyes is shining and shocking.
Seeing that Tang really attacked one by one, Fan Xiuxuan made every effort to retreat, in order to avoid the strongest blow of Tang Zhen’s frontal offensive, and there was a huge force behind it, like two At the same time, Tang Zhen attacked him before and after. This demon slammed the power of the squad, including the positive and negative forces of the front and the pull, which is amazing.
Only one catch, Fan Xiuxuan has been thrown like a sandbag, throwing a beautiful parabola in the air, far from the ground.
Handle the long-knife of Lingbao in the hand into a shovel and throw it on the ground. In the shape of the body, Tang Zhen actually returned to the position of Fang Cai, as if from the beginning, he never moved the other, the other few present. The person looked stunned and breathed involuntarily.
It was not until now that they realized that the gap between themselves and the demon in front of them was so great.
Tang Zhen’s eyes fell and sighed: “Fan Xiuxuan’s knife is nothing more than nothing else!” (To be continued, please search for Astronomical Literature, the novel is better and faster!
