MTL - The Supreme Lord Donghuang-Chapter 251 You are running the Lei Jianzong, no one?

"Han Yuzheng!"

Hu Jian looked at Han Yuzheng with a taboo, then sat down cross-legged and took out Lingshi to continue to recover the real yuan consumed.

This time, he consumed more real yuan and recovered longer.

It took him two quarters of an hour to recover.

During his recovery, the people of Ben Leijian, who are present, also know that the slain disciple of the squad, named 'Han Yuzheng', is the genius of the dying knife. Only twenty-four years old, it is already a mid-term martial arts monk.

"The twenty-four-year-old Faculty of the Middle Ages martial arts monks spent time on cultivation. Where is his law, where can he be strong?"

Many people who run the Lei Jianzong question this.

Of course, there are more people who are calm. "This Han Yuzheng, even dare to end at this time, shows that his strength is not under Cheng Yanqi!"

"Cheng Yanxi just said that she can't support three strokes under the leadership of Han Yuzheng!"

"Scorpio! If Cheng Yanzhen is telling the truth, how can we run the Lei Jianzong and the mid-term martial arts monk can be the opponent of this Han Yuzheng?"

......

Seeing that Hu Jian returned to its heyday, and Han Yuzheng stood up against him, the heart of the people who were on the scene of the sword, could not help but hang up.

As for the slain swordsman, Yu Yucheng, and most of the high-ranking slashers, they sighed silently and felt that Hu Jian could not be the opponent of the other side.

Next, in the eyes of the public, Hu Jian took the lead, pre-emptive, and played perfect...

But even so, Hu Jian is still defeated.

Han Yuzheng used a move to block his offensive, and then he returned a hand, pressing Hu Jian to fall into the wind, and the danger was like a ring.

The third measure is to fly out Hu Jian.

"puff"

At the same time that the blood splashed out of the mouth, Hu Jian fell and fell out of the whole person. When he landed, he was half-squatted because of his injuries.

Different from Hu Jian’s wolverine.

Han Yuzheng volleyed in the low-altitude, rising up a giant umbrella law of three feet high, and now the giant umbrella is expanding, constantly spinning.

Around the umbrella surface, the end of each rib, even if it is only a normal form, looks abnormally sharp.

The giant umbrella method rotates, and the posture is perfect, as if there is no flaw.

Han Yuzheng stands in the air, like the emperor on the top, his eyes are indifferent, overlooking the half-squatting Hu Jian, as if overlooking a humble ant!

The audience was dead.

After a while, the people returned to the gods, and they sang a foreign ancestral theater, and there was no unexpected sound of a sudden rush of air.

"Scorpio! Is he really twenty-four years old?"

"At the age of twenty-four, it’s already a bad day to be able to step into the middle of the law... But the problem is that his law is so powerful!"

"Hu Jian, the core disciple of our squadron, is 37 years old. It is recognized as the first person in the middle of the law in our squad.... Under this Han Yuzheng, even three strokes can't support it."

"The core disciple of the Thunder knife, Cheng Yanxi, did not lie."

"too strong!"

"This kind of character, don't say that we are running the Lei Jianzong, even if it is placed in other top sects in the constant stream star field, I am afraid that there is no law in the middle of the martial arts monk can be his opponent."

"Don't talk about the top sects... even if we are among the two most detached forces in the constant meteor field, there may not be a mid-term martial arts monk who can match him. His strength is too bad."

......

At this moment, there is no despair in the hearts of the people who are on the scene of the squadron. Although there is a slight loss, it is more to think that this is all right.

They are running the Lei Jianzong, and losing in such a discussion is not a shame.

This martial arts genius, which is known as the iron-clad star, is hard to come out of the martial arts genius. It is normal to run the Lei Jianzong without a fellow initiate.

"Luo Zongzhu, the law of your disciple has already caught up with most of the law and martial arts monks."

Yu Yucheng looked at Luo Yuanqiu deeply and said.

This time, he was defeated and convinced.

To blame, just blame him for looking down on the other side's determination to step on the Lei Jianzong.

"Ha ha..."

Luo Yuanqiu laughed happily. "Yu Zongzhu won the prize, and he was so sloppy."

"Yu Zongzhu, you are running the Lei Jianzong, the foundation is deep, and we can't compare with the slashing knife. If you want to come, you must be hiding the more excellent mid-term martial arts monk."

Luo Yuanqiu looks very sincere. "Yu Zongzhu, you don't have to take care of my face and take care of the face of the fangs."

"Although we are guests, we can accept failure."

"You, you will call out the best martial arts monk in the middle of your martial arts, and learn from my disciples. You don't need to be afraid of hitting him."

"Who didn't have any setbacks when he was young? You said yes?"

Luo Yuanqiu said that later, the corner of his mouth was awkward, apparently in the dark irony of Yu Yucheng, Ben Lei Jianzong, there is no law in the mid-term martial arts monk with his disciple Han Yuzheng.

Luo Yuanqiu's remarks, the face of the lord of the Sunzong Valley, has changed slightly, and the faces of many inner disciples who have been present have also changed.

Even if Yu Yucheng became the lord, although his face remained smiling, it was obviously reduced a lot. "Luo Zongzhu, Hu Jian is already the only mid-level core disciple of our martial arts."

However, even if Yu Yucheng said this, Luo Yuanqiu did not intend to let him go. "Yu Zongzhu, don't be sloppy with me, we all understand people."

"Don't think that I don't know... The middle-class martial arts monk you hid is not necessarily the core disciple of your squad."

"Like my disciple Han Yuzheng, it is not the core disciple of our slashing knife."

Han Yuzheng entered the Thunder knife for a long time, and as soon as he entered the Thunder knife, he became a disciple under the door of Luo Yuanqiu. It is not important to have the title of a core disciple.

However, in the eyes of the people of the Thunder knife, Han Yuzheng is the core disciple!

Even though he did not participate in the assessment of the core disciples, he did not pass the assessment...

"Luo Zongzhu, just enough."

Luo Yuanqiu's further ridicule made Yu Yucheng somewhat annoyed. He went on with the gas again, but he still didn't know how this Luo Yuanqiu would get an inch.

"Haha... Yu Zongzhu, I didn't do anything? How bad is your face?"

Luo Yuanqiu smiled even more brilliantly.

At the same time, Han Yuzheng, the disciple of Devil, who defeated Hu Jian, took a look at Hu Jian’s gaze. After sweeping around, he asked: "Ben Lei Jianzong, but also the mid-term martial arts monk and me. Han Yuzheng's discussion?"

Han Yuzheng asked this question, a group of people from Ben Lei Jianzong suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Hu family has lost so badly.

Others, who dares to go?

Moreover, only the mid-term martial arts monks can only end.

Han Yuzheng continued: "I am Han Yuzheng, twenty-four years old this year... In this way, there is no need to limit the cultivation of your martial arts disciples."

"You are running the Lei Jianzong, but anyone who is under the age of 30, no matter what he is doing, can go to the court with my Han Yuzheng."

"As long as you can win, this squad between us and the slashing swords, you will be the winner of the sword."

“This is a very good opportunity, so don’t miss it.”

Later, Han Yuzheng’s mouth was also a moment of sneer.

The person who is less than 30 years old is not limited to repairing. Among the swordsmen of the Thunder, there is no such thing as the late stage of the law... This point, he heard his master said earlier...

And when I heard the words of Han Yuzheng, a group of people from Ben Leijian was naturally a mother.

This Han Yuzheng is really good to say.

They are within the thunder of the sword, and those who are within the age of 30 can get the hand, and there are several mid-term martial arts monks, and the strength of those people is far less than that of Hu Jian.

Even Hu Jian was defeated in the hands of Han Yuzheng. The mid-term martial arts monks played in the first phase, and the ending would only be worse.

A group of people who saw the Bianjian Jianzong did not move for a long time. Han Yuzheng’s eyes narrowed and his mouth sneered even more. “How? You are running the Lei Jianzong, no one?”

Han Yuzheng’s words were not only a group of squadrons and sorrowful anger, but even the face of the slain sect of the sergeant, Yu Yucheng, was slightly gloomy.

provocative!

Naked provocation!

But no one can say anything.

It’s hard to say, they can still say to Han Yuzheng, you are a twenty-four-year-old slain disciple, and there is a kind of person who is over 30 years old with us.

You are the martial arts monk of the law of the thunder knife, and there is a kind of martial arts monk who has been with us in the late stage of the martial arts?

These words, they think at most, can't say anything at all.

In this case, once they open, they are equivalent to their squad.

"Yu Zongzhu, if you insist on hiding it... then, the victory of this competition, we can only be disrespectful."

Luo Yuanqiu said with a smile to Yu Yucheng.

This time, Yu Yucheng has not yet spoken. He Jin, the owner of the autumn valley, has already said to Yu Yucheng one step at a time: "The sovereign, since Luo Zongzhu said this... We are running the Lei Jianzong, and there is no need to hide it."

"Ok?"

Yu Yucheng, who was originally mad at Luo Yuanqiu’s blast, heard He Jin’s words, first of all, and then looked at He Jin, with a puzzled incomprehensible color.

He Jin, who is the tallest of the four valleys who are not the inner sects, is absolutely the most stable.

In the end, what is the reason for this calm autumn valley owner to say something like this?

"East Emperor."

Soon, with the opening of He Jin, Yu Yucheng had the answer.

He Jinyi opened, Zhou Donghuang, who was originally closing his eyes and keeping his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and immediately flew out, like a white lightning, and instantly went to the field, his eyes looked indifferently and looked at his face. A sneer black youth.