I Am Supreme

Sun Mingxiu smiled awkwardly and said: "Despite the fact that the disciple's origin is not a big name, the past is a small inheritance. However, the family was attacked by the enemy. During the day and night, the enemy was killed by the enemy. This is a thing of the past. It’s no good, but the most impressive thing about the disciple’s disciples is that the father took the enemy’s siege and was in danger. But I know that with his cultivation, there is still the power to break through, but he never escapes. I’ve been fighting for the end of my life. When I’m dying, I’m so screaming: If a man can’t protect his family, it’s alive and interesting!”

"In the past few years, the disciples often echoed the words of their fathers; they are consciously able to protect themselves, that is, the disciples are obsessed with this life."

"The nine deities are the home of the disciples. The brothers and sisters are the brothers and sisters of my brothers and sisters. They are my brothers and sisters. The disciples are willing to live together forever. They are always safe and happy. But if anyone wants to destroy this, the disciples will certainly be killed and killed. regret."

There was a smile on his face: "The idea of ​​the disciple is probably the same, and I really didn't expect a longer place."

Yun Yang and Yan smiled a bit, whispered: "Ming Xiu, you are good. Very good."

He took a deep look at Sun Mingxiu.

This disciple, qualification or not comparable to the white nights, but the heart, but very good.

Ending the conversation with Sun Mingxiu, Hu Xiaofan also ended the war, and all the spoils were brought together, and he smiled and handed over to Yun Yang: "Master, this, fortunately, not to be insulted, the harvest is still quite rich... Oh..."

Yun Yang’s face sank: “What are you laughing at?”

Hu Xiaofan suddenly turned pale and stood straight: "The disciple does not dare."

"Give all the harvest to your uncle Shishi!"

Yun Yang glanced at him: "The timing of your start is still okay, but what is the number of swordsmanships you use? It’s just a matter of saying that it’s not a rule. If you don’t repair it, it will become a ghost under the sword. It’s your kid. You are still very proud of it. What are you laughing at? What is beautiful? Is it difficult to remember those trophies and want to share a piece of it?”

Hu Xiaofan sweats: "The disciples don't dare to do anything."

Yun Yang snorted heavily.

Hu Xiaofan hung his hands honestly and didn't dare to scream.

Yun Yang snorted and stopped talking.

Yun Yang is extremely optimistic about Hu Xiaofan, a disciple who is not only bad in nature, but even very pure, but his life experience is different from other disciples.

Before entering the Nine-House, it was a **** way to create a way of life. Because of this, the killing side of his personality is the crown of all disciples, even if it is an adult who has experienced a long time.

If there is no chance for the nine prefectures, if this child enters the road from other paths, even if he is not a bloodthirsty devil, he will inevitably become a radical person who is just right and evil and acts only on his own heart. !

Yun Yang is clearly clarifying this point, and every time he speaks harshly, he deliberately polishes one or two.

However, the heart of this son is really good. Here, I just went back to my disciples and went back to the disciples. Even if I was in the middle of the brothers and sisters, I was able to start the spirit of the wind and the wind was dancing. Yun Yang couldn’t help but for a while. Cry and laugh.

This kind of heart is really good, but the teacher has just reprimanded you for a good job, can you pretend that it will not work? !

"Keep going!"

Hu Xiaofan vigorously killed and killed all the disciples of the Magical Sword Gate; but there is not much that is captured; the only one that is more valuable is just a space ring. Others are not as good as Yun Yang is in the eyes of such super-persons.

Yun Yang basically swept his eyes, that is, he kept all the history and dust, but still did not forget to confess: "When you return to the martial art, you will reward Hu Xiaofan with this one."

Hu Xiaofan screamed and turned a little, and the other disciples were all envious.

Although this harvest is not in the eyes of the well-rounded people, it is still a lot of money for the nine disciples, even if only 10%, it is already quite a lot.

Everyone started to envy, Hu Xiaofan made it!

At the same time, blame yourself: I just rushed up?

After returning to the road, Yun Yang and his party will be on the road again.

This road has passed, and has passed through the sphere of influence of the four sects. I don’t know if it’s unique, or if people share this same mind, there are actually two sects who come to find the gap; however, the process is more than before. All the disciples are brave enough to fight for the first, first Sun Mingxiu solves a wave, and there are white nights to solve another wave, all are clean and profitable, and solve the battle in minutes.

As a master sister, Yun Xiuxin did not get a mobile phone meeting several times, and couldn’t help but be unhappy. Until a group of thieves who didn’t have long eyes rushed out, “accidents” came to commit, the master sister did not wait to say, rushed up A round of wind and cloud remnants of the clouds and smashed like a smother; finally opened.

After that, after a long time, I couldn’t stop killing again, until somewhere from the destination of the Tianyunqi flagging battle, a group of 200-strong strongmen attacked, arrogantly screaming and smuggling Inside the female disciple; Yun Yang waved his hand, and the top ten disciples joined forces to fight, and the two hundred people’s gangs from the opposite side would not be left behind, and they would not survive.

This road has come, and there is a lot of feelings in the history.

"When I used to walk in the rivers and lakes, I have never been so happy."

Shi Wuchen said this sentence, everyone is all smiling.

Shi Wuchen’s words are helpless, but they are also the truth. Everyone walks in the rivers and lakes. Wherever they go, the local disciples will find up to fight with themselves if they believe, and they will be famous.

The other party has a sect of the elders in the sidelines, and it is natural to be shocked and uncomfortable when fighting, and you can do whatever you want.

You can't wait for yourself.

On the one hand, you can't be killed, try your best, but on the other hand, you have to try your best, keep it, and don't dare to kill the killer. Once you kill the wrong person, don't say the elders who are watching. Will not be willing to give up, even if it is a moment to get rid of, the whole body retreat, after that will still suffer from the endless pursuit of the martial art; eventually they may not die, but their family and friends will inevitably follow their own bad luck.

This kind of situation, a long time, the situation is not terrible, it is unbearable to look back.

Look at this time again, before the disciples who had been high on the top, under the hands of their disciples, one by one tragic death, flesh and blood.

Even if Shi Wuchen and others did not take the shots themselves, they only felt more happy and happy!

You, too, today!

In addition to fighting all the way, Ren faintly smiled: "When we go back... those who have been slaughtered are afraid to come to us for trouble."

"Looking for trouble? As long as they have the courage to find us troubles, let us all follow the example. Before I went to the fan of being a teacher, I was embarrassed to fight against the disciples. Now the hand is very itchy." Luo Dajiang smiled a little and said nothing. Self-conceited.

The river fell into tears and couldn't help but see his eyes straight. "Dajiang, you laugh, you really have the masculinity of the world!"

Everyone laughed and looked at someone with all their eyes.

When Luo Dajiang was on the face, he was red and red, and reached out and said: "In front, it is Wuzhong Mountain."