But if it’s this senior warrior? It’s impolite for this ugly thief, thief and fat Buddhist monk to provoke Yang Guangke so much. It’s not that he discriminates against those ugly and fat people, but he also talks about himself in this way.
But Yang Guang went on to say, "I haven’t really started work with senior guanyu yet, and I’m still waiting here with you."
But there is a saying that Yang Guang doesn’t have a mouth, and that is to start work with them, the world’s senior martial artist.
But Yang Guang always feels that the so-called senior guanyu strength should be much stronger than the same order.
If blade master, the God of Knife, reaches the advanced martial arts level, they will be weaker than these people, not in talent, but in cognition, as if the gap between the top college students from Shendu and those from the Academy of Sciences in prefecture-level cities is too great.
It’s not that those college students are not talented, but that there is a big gap between their place and the top college students in God.
Is the gap in education.
Blade master, the knife god, and many of them rely on their own exploration and know from those bearings that Wushu and achievement methods have not formed an individual.
If you really want to grow, then this matter is a long way to go.
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"For the friends you won’t step in? You won’t blame me if I accidentally kill you, will you? " Yang guang will look to the cassock middle-aged seems to be mocking.
"If you can kill him, I won’t be so arrogant as a man. That’s why he should die." The famous Yin Feng Wu Zun didn’t care
He knew that Yang Guang was ok, but he didn’t really see it.
More importantly, he believes that he belongs to strength.
"How about this? I won’t bully you. Let’s see if I can kill a few people except you, so that I won’t be soft-hearted. So-called they are tall once more in the spring wind!"
"What a exterminator, they are tall once more in the spring wind. If you can kill them all, then I will definitely take out my real collar and fight with you to kill you and sacrifice them to the dead."
The cassock smiled for the first time in middle age.
Yang guang’s words are to his liking.
Chapter six hundred and seventy Thinking
Mingshan mountain range
Several towering peaks stand and are connected. In these mountains, a large number of demon families and other creatures seem to perceive the terror of the strong and flee.
Most of them don’t even have their belongings and don’t look back. Some ordinary creatures doze in their nests, but some birds and flying monsters seem to be waiting for the right time to catch their prey.
There are also some vultures who seem to know that some bodies will appear and then devour the flesh and blood for a meal. They are also waiting for the opportunity, even if the surrounding mountains look not much different from usual.
And the sunny day was dim, as if there were dark clouds moving overhead.
The breeze is no longer blowing, but accelerating
Blow a middle-aged man’s robes.
This person is half a step Wu Zun Yin Feng.
He doesn’t care about those hands. To put it bluntly, they are indifferent, but it is quite common for monks to be heartless.
What makes you say that?
Many monks’ relatives may die of natural causes due to untimely destruction.
Monks who have reached a certain martial realm can live longer, so it is normal for them to be selfish.
There are pills for prolonging life, but there is always a limit.
It is impossible to limit growth, just like Dan medicine. If there is too much, there will be resistance and the effect of resistance will be greatly reduced.
What about this singer?
In fact, it’s almost the same. My parents became parents when I was very young, and I still do some mundane things for the young master because I owe him a debt of gratitude.
Of course, his old master was so powerful that he didn’t have the slightest rebellion, but did his best to do his own thing.
The two senior guanyu who came here with Yin Feng Dao people didn’t have any accident after hearing their leader’s words. On the contrary, they looked vaguely at Yang Guang’s eyes with some complicated expressions.
Like anger and dissatisfaction, like curiosity and doubt.
Dissatisfied? That’s because I think Yang Guang is looking down on their strength and asking for it together?
It’s easy to be curious. Their strength is so strong, and the other party dares to say so. There must be something wrong with bragging at this time, but there is a price to pay.
Probably at the cost of his life.
Lord Yu Dong’s face is still a little ugly, and I feel that I have been underestimated by the Lord Yin Feng, and I have also raised Yang Guang’s weight in their hearts.
That big shot should not be targeted!
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What is Yang Guang thinking at this time?
He is thinking about how to kill these people unconsciously.
What makes you think that?
The middle-aged Taoist priest, that is, Yin Feng Dao, is not familiar with the other party at all, but he said that if he broke his word, Yang Guang would not be able to do anything about him, would he?