Sui Tian Gou Chapter 1003: Sweep the Eight Wastes
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Yi Jing once again fell into a state of cultivation. Before entering the state of cultivation, he glanced at the young man, feeling a bit strange, as if there was a wild beast about to recover, giving him an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations. . Is he about to wake up?
Yi Jing entered the cultivation state with such doubts.
Kun Yuan, Mo Qingshan looked at Sima Liuyun helplessly, "Although I am not your opponent, I may not be able to catch it with my hands. You, just start lightly."
Mo Qingshan beckoned to him to signal that he could take action.
Sima Liuyun said, "Mo Qingshan, you are still the same for so many years, so why don't you have any confidence at this moment?"
Mo Qingshan rolled his eyes and said, "I am confident that there is a fart, okay, stop talking nonsense, take it, I will continue."
Sima Liuyun shook his head and sighed. He stretched out his hand, "Then we will compete again."
The sky above Tianfeng Academy is changing, and from time to time there is a dense thunder sound from Kun Yuan, like a catastrophe.
The roar continued for a long time, and amidst the great light, all the voices that were said to have disappeared.
After quite a while, Mo Qingshan crawled out of a pile of rubble, looking very embarrassed, he patted the dust on his head, "Bad son, let's go so cruel!"
Mo Qingshan is defeated!
Under Sima Liuyun's fifth style, he still didn't stick to the past.
To this day, two of the Seven Qiankun Courts have not been communicated with by Sima Liuyun.
The other hospitals were so miserably defeated, let alone Tizong. Tizong didn't even have a decent master. There was only a newly rising evil genius Yi Jing, as well as the Primordial Goddess and Primordial Goddess. But Yi Jing had just been promoted to the Grand Master level, so he couldn't fight against a veteran master like Sima Liuyun.
As for the latter two and the Dragon Clan, obviously they won't make a move.
Giving Yi Jing enough time may be able to wipe out Sima Liuyun's arrogance, but unfortunately, he hasn't fully grown up at this moment, he can't.
Almost no one is optimistic about the Tizong without a master, or why does Sima Liuyun want to keep Tizong until tomorrow? The last one is no doubt Tizong, but Tizong obviously doesn't have the strength that he attaches so much importance to.
For a time, it was foggy and no one could guess Sima Liuyun's thoughts.
When the red sun in the east was rising, a large number of disciples gathered in the sky above the Ti Zong. They all silently looked at Mu Liuhui at the forefront. They knew that Mu Liuhui's existence was only a pity. Ti Zong saved a bit of face.
It's just that Sima Liuyun's moves are all solved with one move, and no one can change it. At least on the surface, they still have a master who can come out, but in reality, it seems so sad.
Sima Liuyun is long overdue, and this time the match can attract people's attention even more, because they want to see who can play in Tizong?
"Brother." Mu Liuhui smiled bitterly and bowed to Sima Liuyun, and this greeting was nothing more than saying to him, "Thank you for your help."
Sima Liuyun glanced at him, "I don't need to destroy God's hands today."
One sentence is as if he slapped Mu Liuhui directly on the face. His face was so hot that even the disciple on one side felt the great humiliation. Sima Liuyun was clearly deceiving people too much. Bullying no one in the body!
His words moved the situation. Many people secretly sympathized with Tizong, and this Sima Liuyun is too shameless to others. How good is it for you to leave in the sixth style, and the shock you achieved People also lose decently for the purpose of this. It’s good for you to go straight up and say to them, I don’t need the sixth form anymore, so stinky, isn’t it hateful?
Don’t bully people like this again!
Just when the people in the other hospitals were embarrassed by Ti Zong, Sima Liuyun spoke again. His words almost fainted Mu Liuhui, who was ashamed and angry, "Sorry, the power of the sixth style is too great. , I dare not guarantee the safety of the junior and senior brothers."
One sentence has two meanings. On the first level, you are not worthy of me to use the sixth form, because even if I minimize the power of the sixth form, you still can't hold it, and it won't be beautiful if you die.
Secondly, I don’t even know who your name is. Where the nameless **** came from, letting me use the God-killing hand to tell me clearly is insulting the name of my practice, powerful practice, and not hitting the unknown!
At this moment, Sima Liuyun performed the arrogance to the extreme. Whether it was a disciple of the Tizong or the people who were still watching in secret, they wanted to jump out and give them big mouths to let him know what it means to be a human being.
Mu Liuhui's expression fluctuated, he squeezed a smile at Sima Liuyun, "Brother, let's do it."
Sima Liuyun smiled. Although he looked as majestic as an immortal king, his smile was a bit far-fetched. He swung his sleeves at Mu Liuhui, and a storm of martial spirits rose in the sky. Mu Liuhui included The disciples who were watching were like a pile of **** being rolled up in the air by the storm, and they were crying very bitterly. The power of the martial soul was restrained, and they could hardly use the power of the martial soul to get rid of the bondage. This trick made them watch the battle in secret The person who is not changing color, Sima Liuyun, what is this going to do!
It is really hateful to play toys with a master-level body master and a group of disciples. The disciples of Tianfeng Academy gnash their teeth in secret, but they are powerless. They are mud bodhisattvas and cannot protect themselves by crossing the river. How can they be able to save others.
"Ah!" Mu Liuhui suddenly roared in the storm, and a light flame burned around his body, finally getting out of the strength of the martial arts storm.
Sima Liuyun saw this slight change in his face, and finally returned to indifference, "Junior brother doesn't cherish life too much."
His words are very cold.
"Oh my god, that body guy actually burned his soul!"
"Sima Liuyun is really bullying, shameless!"
Mo Qingshan's eyes on the Kunyuan were unbearable, which was too cruel.
Why does Sima Liuyun want to do this? What hatred does he have with Ti Zong!
It's ridiculous to cost Tianfeng Academy a sect master in vain!
Mu Liuhui burned his soul, just because Sima Liuyun's momentum was too strong, he couldn't watch him and a Qiantizong disciple being played between applause like this.
No one can bear this thing, even if it is dead, they have to resist. As the most powerful person in the body sect, he can't just watch this happen. Since he has caught up, he will try his best to maintain the reputation of the body sect even if he gives up his life.
Even if the opponent is strong enough to despair.
Those Tizong disciples who were like leaves in the storm, inadvertently caught a glimpse of Mu Liuhui's current state are all filled with righteous indignation, and their hatred for Sima Liuyun has reached the extreme.
Immediately a few disciples couldn't bear such humiliation anymore and blew themselves up.
When the first individual sect disciple Zong Wang-level burst into pieces, the whole world seemed to be quiet.
It's dead! Although it was a pity that it was just a few Tizong disciples who died, or perhaps Sima Liuyun really persecuted his fellow students, the problem might escalate.
Everyone was watching nervously in the dark. Sima Liuyun turned a blind eye to those disciples who were so embarrassed and blew up to the king level. The emotions on his face were calm. They all felt pointed. Sima Liuyun was too ruthless. , I don’t know what to do if this matter is known to the Sect Master Fa.
The old man Canghun came back and saw that the body sect was made by others. Wouldn't he slap Sima Liuyun to death like this?
What on earth does Sima Liuyun have to rely on to make him so unscrupulous.
Mu Liuhui, with an angry expression, despair and determination in his eyes.
He didn't intend to extinguish the flames of the martial soul, and with the help of the huge martial soul power of the burning martial soul, his cultivation was capable of reaching the realm of Dzogchen, and the whole person's aura climbed in vain.
He looked at Sima Liuyun, and said calmly, "Brother, please do it."
At this moment, he felt that Sima Liuyun should make the sixth form, so even if he died, it would be worthwhile to preserve the fame of the entire clan. Sima Liuyun's complexion was not very good-looking, just because of Mu Liuhui's spontaneous martial arts, I was afraid that those disciples who watched the battle must think that he was a despicable and shameless guy.
Even if Mu Liuhui died, she would have earned a good reputation. This incident, beyond his expectation, felt an uneasy anger in his chest. This feeling of being out of control was really uncomfortable.
He smiled at Mu Liuhui, a cruel expression in his smile, "Since the brother is so persistent, the brother has to show you the true power of the sixth form."
This sentence raised people's nerves again. He wanted to kill people.
The true power of the sixth style? Just relying on a great perfection that burns martial souls, I'm afraid it will die instantly.
Sima Liuyun burst out from his body with an incomparably powerful Qi, that kind of breath is desperate, the body began to tremble under this kind of Qi, and from time to time, fine rocks fell from the body and fell into the mountain stream.
Sima Liuyun, what is this going to do? Do you want to flatten the body? Is he crazy!
In Hantan, Yi Jing suddenly opened his eyes. This breath was too strong, and the body was shaking. What happened?
Is there no enemy?
He hurriedly explored his soul consciousness. At first, he saw a smooth palm condensed in the sky above Sima Liuyun, and then he saw the body master-level master who was burning the spirit. His heart was fierce. Twitch, what is going on, is it the enemy!
It's just that Yi Jing has never seen Sima Liuyun, and never heard of him during his practice.
"Go." Sima Liuyun spit out two indifferent syllables, and the huge palm of his hand leaned forward, to be more precise, toward Mu Liuhui and the body behind him. He would definitely ask for Mu Liuhui's name, without exception.
Everyone clenched their fists and sighed inwardly. Is a grandmaster now lonely? Seeing that the giant hand is about to take a picture of Mu Liuhui with a tragic face, something will happen suddenly!
A **** hand protruded from somewhere in the body sect, and it directly photographed Sima Liuyun's big hand far away. Although it was not broken, it was a pity that he looked very embarrassed. Sima Liuyun's eyes condensed, and the black one The palm of his hand actually went directly to the palm derived from his sixth form.