Super Soldier Chapter 1087: The Buddha is 1 enemy to 5

There are more and more people. The masters of the secular world on the inner and outer floors surrounded the pavilion. At this time, one person finally stood up and started to challenge. What came out was a thin, forty-year-old man. Man, the man was wearing a black suit with a scarf tied on his head. He stood there casually, and the people standing outside felt a sense of suffocation.

Some people in the crowd began to talk: "Do you know who this predecessor is?"

"I've heard, I heard that I am the best player in Morocco. This aura has aroused all the breath in my body. I feel that my blood is about to boil and my breath is going to be disordered."

"Breaking the strong in the void is definitely breaking the strong in the void!"

"Unexpectedly, there is such a hermit expert in this world!"

"Hey, he is not a hidden world, he is the strongest in Morocco and the patron saint of Morocco, so people in the dark world rarely go to Morocco to cause trouble!"

"I have heard before. It is said that the strength of this strong man can be ranked in the top even in the world, but he is usually low-key, so no one knows him."

The man moved his body and punched two casually, causing the air to fluctuate.

Several people in the pavilion looked at each other and said, "I can't imagine that there will be a master of this level in the secular world. It is also the early stage of breaking the void."

When I heard that this person's strength had reached the early stage of breaking the void, all the people outside showed respect and fear.

The Moroccan strong man looked into the pavilion, the light in his eyes was dazzling and sharp, his tone was calm and calm, and he said faintly: "The ancient martial arts have long agreed with other countries that they can come out to accept disciples, but Don’t make trouble too much. It seems that your ancient martial arts school has been closed for too long, and you no longer have a sense of awe for the outside world."

Yuchiba suddenly jumped out of the pavilion, his fingers rang straight, and the sound of other people’s ears buzzed like a bell. He grinned and said: "It looks like you should be in the secular world. It’s one of the best masters, no wonder you are so rampant in speaking, let me educate you well! Remember my name, Yuchiba of Agni!"

The strong Moroccan man said calmly: "Moroccan, Gram!"

His voice was calm, but the vigor on the surface of his body seemed to have burned. The violent breath made everyone feel suffocated and hot.

There was also flame burning in Yuchiba's eyes. He laughed and said: "Unexpected, unexpected, Gram, you happen to be my Yuchiba's best sparring opponent!"

Yuchiba laughed wildly. There was also flame burning on his appearance. It was not a real flame, but a hot gas. Then the two rushed towards each other at the same time. Every time they took a step, the ground made a violent sound. It shook, and then began to crack, and the gravel splashed.

Yuchiba’s **** technique is fierce and domineering, every punch carries the power as if it can break a rock, while Gram’s **** technique is agile, and the two people fought over a hundred moves in a blink of an eye. Everyone was dazzled. Thrilling, in their opinion, no matter whether it is any of these two people, even a random punch is enough to kill them directly.

Even at the end of the fight, everyone was completely unable to see the figures of these two men. At this moment, the two men suddenly separated and flew backwards. Yuchiba flew several meters away. Stopped, and then laughed wildly: "Have fun, happy! Gram, you lost!"

This Gram fell on the ground, with a trace of blood coming out of the corner of his mouth. According to the method, the two of them are not the same way, but they are both exquisite and difficult to distinguish between each other. According to the realm, both of them are equally good. It was the early stage of breaking the void, but this Yuchiba used his true qi more delicately than him, and hardly wasted a little bit of true qi. Therefore, although the true qi of the two of them are the same, the strength they exert is completely different. Different, Yuchiba is slightly better than him.

Gramm sighed slightly: "I lost!"

At this time, Hou Zijian suddenly said: "I see the candidate I want."

Suddenly he shot and rushed into the crowd. All the people who wanted to stop were stunned by him. Then he grabbed a teenager who seemed only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he held the teenager. Flew back to the pavilion again.

A middle-aged man in his forties roared: "Let go of my son!"

The middle-aged man rushed out of the crowd and slammed his punch. His strength reached the peak of Gang Jin. The crowd exclaimed: "Isn't this the'Rage Fist' Zhang Beihai who has been in seclusion for many years? I didn't expect him to come too!"

Hou Zijian snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed. The sword cut Zhang Beihai's throat like a meteor from the sky. The strength of the two people was only one level worse, but it was another level.

Hou Zijian took the sword into its sheath, and the teenager who was caught in his hand yelled angrily: "You killed my dad, you killed my dad!"

Hou Zijian stunned the boy, and then said: "This person is mine."

Yuchiba walked back to the pavilion, and said loudly, "I'm afraid it's not right? Didn't it say that you want rock paper scissors?"

Xia Changdong said calmly: "If you don't follow the instructions, then it depends on whose strength is stronger?"

Only Hou Zijian thought that the most powerful person in it was Xia Changdong. He immediately threw the boy on the ground next to him, and then said: "Rock, paper, scissors."

These people gathered together, rock-paper-scissors, and the final win turned out to be Yuchiba. Yuchiba laughed and said: "My luck is still very good, I know that Shimen should send me out." /

Other people see these people being so excessive, they just grab people here, and use this way to make them all feel ashamed to distribute them, as if they were exchanged as goods, every A person is angry, but helpless, because their strength is indeed worse than the other party.

At this time, the crowd began to agitate, and everyone shouted loudly: "Why hasn't Young Master Long come yet?"

"Yes, Lord Long should have come forward at this time."

"Or the Lord Buddha will do, there is always a lesson to teach these arrogant people."

These people quarreled one by one, Xia Changdong's expression was slightly ugly, because he thought that he had just lost to Young Master Long, who was injured on his body. It was an indescribable shame, but he would not be right here. People go to say.

There was shouting all around, Yu Meier suddenly smiled and said: "Don't grab these two with me!"

She flew into the crowd like a butterfly. There was no resistance, no one to dodge, and they were all immersed in her attractive figure and fragrance. Two young people with very good figures were directly directed by him. Snatched out of the crowd, and then flew back to the pavilion, Yu Mei'er looked at the two of them winkingly, giggling and asking: "Are you willing to go back with me? Hmm?"

The two young people shook their heads like crazy, "happy, happy."

Yu Mei'er smiled chucklingly, proudly.

The other people glanced at the two men Yu Meier had caught, but they were handsome and well-built, but they didn’t see any particularly decent roots, and they seemed to be taken back as a collector. The tools for yang and yin are gone, and they don't bother to grab it.

A few other people swept toward the crowd again. For them, deterring the masters of this world is only one of their goals. The important goal is to attract all the masters, and then they select the targets and bring them back to the martial arts.

Xia Changdong's eyes suddenly lit up and flew towards the crowd. Several people in the crowd who stood in front of him were pierced to the ground by his sword. All of a sudden, blood flowed into the crowd. Those people were not He wanted to stop him, but he didn't have time to dodge, but he died because of it. Then he grabbed a young man in his early twenties in the crowd. That young man seemed to be the one he was looking for.

It's just that he didn't have time to catch his hand, but he felt a powerful breath rushing over his face, and then a Zen stick hit his head directly, Hou Zijian pulled out his sword to block it, and with a ding sound, he was caught by this huge force. Directly shocked and withdrew several meters away, and the people in the dragon gate among the crowd couldn't come. Drunk top laughed and said, "Have fun, happy, let me see if you can take me a few more tricks!"

Liu Zhen smiled bohemianly: "You monkeys who don’t know where they came from, do you really think that no one in this world can cure you? Oh, and what is it called? …Xia Changdong, right? You don’t have to show your face anymore. You know that the sect master of our Longmen has been in a series of battles with Wei Sihai and Tokugawa Honsai some time ago. He has already been seriously injured and is now recovering. You actually took this opportunity to go. Challenge my family sect master, how about it? Come home in a big defeat, right?"

Xia Changdong felt that the whole person’s face was hot, and the other people from the ancient martial sect realized that Xia Changdong had already challenged the two eldest sons before, and he had not even beaten the injured dragon. Over.

The drunk top cursed: "Although the sect master defeated you, the sect master was originally injured very seriously, and now it has affected the body's injuries. Otherwise, you will come over long ago and crush you all one by one. !"

Xia Changdong gritted his teeth and said: "It's nonsense. I have fought with Lord Long, but the two princes of the dark world are just that. I can't help him, and he can't help me."

Many masters in the secular world in the crowd laughed when Xia Changdong said this. Just now, they were killed and robbed like livestock and goods by the people of the ancient martial arts world. Go, at this time the people from Longmen are here, and they finally have the backbone.

Mo Long looked at Xia Changdong, with an extremely dangerous aura exuding his body~ IndoMTL.com~ His tone was calm, the calmer, the more dangerous: "You said that our dragon gate master is nothing but this, you have to look at me. The knife in the hand does not agree."

After feeling the terrifying aura of Molong, the faces of the young leaders of these ancient martial arts sects changed drastically, and what made them frightened was still to come.

Before Mo Long had time to make a move, a vague figure suddenly appeared in the center of the venue. The figure became clearer and clearer. With a robe and a golden mask, Lord Buddha stood here for some time!

Molong released the knife in his hand, his murderous aura dissipated, and at this moment, Lord Buddha didn’t know whether he was happy or angry, and calmly said, “Are you going to challenge the world martial artist? Don’t be so troublesome. I’m the only one, so let’s go together."

These people glanced at each other, and they felt a deep fear in each other's eyes. Even if they faced the elders in the door, they had never felt that way before. The feeling was that the other side was one side. Male lions, and they are nothing but trivial ants at the feet of male lions.

Shouldn't the masters of the Guwu School be superior? Shouldn't it be easy to trample these little people in the world under your feet? How could it become like this?

The five of them panicked incomparably, and then they all couldn't bear the fear. At the same time, they attacked Lord Buddha, and the five masters of the void made a full blow, and they all hit the sky. When they turned around, Everyone found a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in front of him.

Yes, it's just a pair of eyes.

Then they felt that they had entered another world. There was no ground, no high altitude, but endless darkness in that world. Then there were countless iron chains flying over in the darkness, directly penetrating theirs. The body pierced their hearts.