Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 1176: Angry!

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Wan Dong frowned, touched his nose, and said a little bit uncomfortably, "Senior, although you are a senior, you can't just curse people casually. [Pose say] /"

"Curse? Do you know that if I am not happy, there will be a blood flow in a moment!" Then, a blizzard-like murderous explosion erupted on the man's body, making Wan Dong's mind burst into a rage. Since his debut, the strong guys of all colors have indeed seen a lot. It may be so outrageous, but it is unique.

This kind of murderousness never comes from cultivation behavior, but it is absolutely real, accumulating bit by bit from the killing. This person's blood flow is definitely not a bragging!

"But you kid is very interesting, I will not kill you for the time being. You continue to say, what else do you hear from my flute?"

The man's slightly frowned eyebrows spread, and the murderous flare on his body instantly disappeared.

Wan Dong's body suddenly lightened, and he thought to himself secretly, this person is really terrible, the power he realized from the true meaning of the cloud is almost useless in front of him.

After a pause, Wan Dong went on to say, "In addition to the joy of the predecessor's flute, it seems that there are hidden sorrows and even contradictions that can't be opened up like a thick fog. I met, but for some reason, I did n’t want her to come. There was a lot of entanglement, like a mess ... "

"Enough is enough, don't say it again!" The Wan Dong hadn't finished speaking yet, and the man suddenly waved his hand and shouted sharply.

Wan Dong also knows that he must have poke at his sore spot and closed his mouth consciously.

After a moment of silence, the man ’s anger seemed to subside, and he turned to look at Wan Dong and said, "You are smarter and sharper than I thought. I even doubt if you understand mind reading!"

"Seniors have won the prize! Mind reading is something illusory, and the juniors naturally have no chance to learn it. But then again, the voice of the predecessor ’s flute is the voice of the heart. . "

"That's good! Xiao Xiao is the heart! By the way, how is your injury?" the man asked, turning the subject.

Wan Dong hurriedly saluted him and said, "Thank you, juniors, thank you seniors for healing and saving lives!"

The man waved his hand and smiled, "You do n’t have to thank me! Your injury was caused by me, and I should be treated as I should."

"What !?" Wan Dong's heart immediately shivered, looking up at him in surprise. "You ... are you the Assassin who wanted to kill Mutong at the Lin Family?"

The man did not shy away. When he even nodded, he said, "Yes! I prepared a full hour before I shot. I didn't expect it to be destroyed by you in the end."

"You ... Why are you assassinating Mu Tong?" Wan Dong could not help but asked in shock.

"Being ordered to act!"

"Being ordered to act?" Wan Dong was taken aback again, and he couldn't figure out who could have such a great ability to give him orders.

The man seemed to have infinite sorrow for this, his face was bleak for a while, and his brows were filled with helplessness.

"So ... what about Mutong?" Wan Dong suddenly remembered, and asked nervously and anxiously in his voice.

"Hehe ... what do you say?" the man said with a smile.

"You killed her ?!" Wan Dong was all over him, as if wrapped in cold ice, and the cold shone through his entire body.

When Mulian talked to him about Mu Tong, it was full of love inside and out, which shows how important Mu Tong is to Mulian. Wan Dong has even seen the scene of Mu Lin crying for Mu Tong's heart, and her heart hurt.

"She is my task, of course she is going to die!"

The man does n’t seem to understand the mood of Wan Dong at this time, and he expresses his understatement. It seems that Mu Tong is just a cat, a dog and a weed. Her life and death are meaningless.

Wan Dong's heart can't help but rise up with a touch of anger. All previous affection for this person disappears without a trace. Even if this person is smart and handsome, no matter how high it is, it is just a murderer who does not blink. Why do people like this make people feel good?

"You shouldn't kill her!" Wan Dong's eyes were slightly reddish, a trace of murderousness, coming out of him.

"Maybe, but I have killed her."

"So, your death time is coming!" Wan Dong's expression was suddenly sharp, his wrist flicked, and the reincarnation sword flew out of the storage ring with the soaring cold awn, and fell into the hands of Wan Dong.

"This sword is ... you really are that person!" When he saw the samsara sword, the man's expression was obviously revived, and he exclaimed involuntarily.

It's just that Wan Dong didn't even take care of it at this moment. With a blast, the reincarnation sword swayed suddenly, the blood slaughtered for thousands of miles, and the smoke disappeared, and it burst out of the sword front. The two mighty swords almost merged together, turning into a dreaded sword-like awn, a mighty, vigorous rush towards the man.

The sea of ​​clouds not far away seems to be affected by the sword qi of Wan Dong, but it is actually a cloud of sky and waves, and from a distance, it looks like a giant dragon flying in the cloud.

Wan Dong knew in his heart that this person was definitely the peerless man he had encountered only in his life, and he did n’t dare to have the slightest hands. This sword, he used 12% of his strength.

"You are not the attacking force that can be exerted by the pinnacle of the earth wheel. Of your peers, you can really be proud of yourself. But to Lu Youlong, it is still far away!" Lu Youlong laughed loudly, his figure Standing as if taking root, standing still, holding his left hand behind his back, only raising his right hand. The right arm trembles slightly, a mottled palm that is more than ten feet thick, and immediately sprays out through the palm of the hand. It brings a sound like a crying wolf and a horror from the sky and earth.

Wan Dong feels right. Lu Youlong is a strong man who has reached the pinnacle of Shinto Realm. The sword mane of Wan Dong is completely vulnerable in front of him. Only listening to the loud noise, sword qi released by Wan Dong, when the air burst burst, even Lu Youlong's clothing corner failed to set off.

Although Wan Dong was expected, he was still taken aback. At this moment, Lu Youlong's right hand showed a sudden five fingers, and it was a tremendous force, rushing towards Wan Dong. Wan Dong was shocked and hurriedly crossed the reincarnation sword to resist.

For a time, the chest seemed to be smashed with a heavy hammer, and the uncontrollable back of the feet slammed back and forth, and there was a burst of blood at the chest, even breathing. After seeing the extravagant hope, his face was flushed with redness in a flash, and it tasted once. He felt it once, and no one wanted to come again.

"Poof!"

More than ten steps back in succession, and only a spitting blood came out, but Wan Dong couldn't take care of it, gasping for breath, as if he had died once.

"Understood now, in front of me, you don't even have the slightest chance."

"Not seen!" Wan Dong stood with his teeth clenched and stood up, holding the reincarnation sword tighter.

Lu Youlong chuckled and said, "Your unyielding will is indeed admirable, but sometimes, the will cannot change anything."

"You talk too much! Look at the sword!" Before Lu Youlong's words landed, Wan Dong's feet shook, and the whole person immediately merged into the wind.

Blood slaughtered thousands of miles, the smoke disappeared, and the reincarnation sword, why Lu Youlong could n’t help it. Wan Dong knew that he had no chance to fight hard with Lu Youlong. At present, he can only rely on it. The wind is moving.

"Huh?" Lu Youlong was obviously surprised, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Even if he is a monk against the heaven peak summit, Wan Dong has the confidence to fight against it, but at this time he is facing the strong man at the peak of the Shinto realm. .

Can only hold his breath desperately, hide his body and breath, all in the wind, quietly approaching Lu Youlong. And this process is a torment for anyone. Wan Dong and Lu Youlong are actually only more than ten feet apart, but in Wan Dong's eyes, it looks like a world. Every step forward is so difficult.

And when Wan Dong came only three feet away from Lu Youlong, Wan Dong found that he could no longer take a step forward. The square with Lu Youlong as the core is like being covered by a huge invisible cover. Wan Dong cannot even break through to the extreme. Because of this cover, there are no holes at all.

"Although your body style is powerful, before the absolute gap in cultivation, it is meaningless!" Lu Youlong shook his head and said indifferently.

"Is this a way that a Shinto Peak Realm should use, it's shameless!" Wan Dong couldn't break through several times and said bitterly.

"Hehe ... do you think you are close to me, can you help me? Come and try it!"

As soon as Lu Youlong's laughter fell, the cover in front of Wan Dong disappeared without a trace. Nothing could stop Wan Dong, Wan Dong reached Lu Youlong in one breath. Without hesitation, Wan Dong immediately waved the reincarnation sword.

Jian Feng brought a sharp roar, and instantly passed through Lu Youlong's body, but the blood-splattered scene that Wan Dong expected did not happen at all. It was just a residual image!

How come? At the moment when Wan Dong crossed his sword, he clearly saw Lu Youlong smiling at him, how could the residual image laugh?

But Wan Dong did n’t have time to think about it. The direct consequence of Jianfeng ’s emptiness was that Wan Dong had nowhere to work, and his body was staggering forward under the inertia of his huge inertia.

At this moment, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder from behind him. Needless to say, it must have been Lu Youlong. Wan Dong turned his sword forward toward him behind him without thinking. But the result was the same as before, Jian Feng went empty again.

"I will not believe it!"

Frequently failed, arousing the anger of Wan Dong, the true wind struck to the extreme, and the reincarnation sword in his hand seemed to be crazy, and continued to pierce. One sword, ten swords, one hundred swords ... In the end, even Wan Dong himself can't remember how many swords he has stabbed Lu Youlong, but every time it is only an afterimage, no exceptions ... -by: dad856 | 55634 | 16192527->