MTL - Eternal Reverence-Chapter 1233 Twisting rule

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"Sister, sister, this time I have to make a great contribution." Nangong Feifeng's yard, Nangong Yu came in.

"What great work." Nangong Feifeng is very different.

The other party is her brother, a median mysterious god.

Nan Gongyu proudly said: "I not only bring back three powerful spiritual masters, but also bring back a spiritual master. With him, my Nangong family does not say that they are the best, and at least they can eat meat in a small secret."

"Oh! Is the spirit master lister?" Nangong Feifeng is very happy. A spiritual master can play a big role. This is a good thing.

"Right, how much is it?" asked Nangong Feifeng.

Nan Gongyu looked proud. "It’s ranked 780th. This is what I paid for at a great price."

"What about people?"

The ranking of 780 is very high.

"Snow Dragon Brother, come in!" Nan Gong Yu's voice spread outside the yard.

Soon, a lonely figure came in.

This is a thin young man with a distorted atmosphere. His pair of scorpions seem to have magic power. When they look at each other, the whole person must fall in and be unable to extricate themselves.

Zheng Xuelong, the master of the bones, is ranked 780th in the list of Cang Lanling.

"Strong." This is the first impression of Nangong Feifeng.

Standing next to each other is like a twisted force field that attracts everything around you.

"But it is almost like Li Fuchen, it is almost the same as hoarfrost, it may be stronger." Nangong Feifeng does not think that Zheng Xuelong will be Li Fuchen opponent, Li Fuchen is a monster, has long exceeded the scope of the spirit.

Zheng Xuelong stared at Nangong Feifeng without disguise. "Miss Feifeng, this little secret is open, everything is handed over to me, but I have a request. If the trip is small, the harvest is OK, I don't know if I can accept me. The pursuit."

He glanced at Nangong Feifeng at a glance, which is the type he likes.

Nangong Feifeng frowned. "You are very confident?"

"Of course." Zheng Xuelong proudly.

"Sorry, I will not agree." Nangong Feifeng refused.

Zheng Xuelong said: "Why, because my cultivation is lower than you, you can rest assured that it will not last long, I will be promoted to the next mysterious god, this is not an obstacle, and in the future, I will surpass you, as long as you marry me, In my lifetime, I will definitely let the Nangong family make the Yinyu Shenzong more brilliant."

For the first time, Nan Gongyu saw someone pursuing her sister. He smiled and said: "Xuelong brother, this will be said later, and the days are long."

"Also, I am too reckless." Zheng Xuelong said.

Nangong Feifeng looked speechless and said to Nangong Yulu: "Brother, take him to Jinhuayuan to stay down!"

Li Fuchen and others lived in the Lingling courtyard, but it was already full.

"Well, Xuelong brother, please here."

Although Nangong Yu is a median mysterious god, he is very polite to Zheng Xuelong. First, the Nangong family needs Zheng Xuelong. Second, Zheng Xuelong’s identity background is not inferior to Yin Yu Shenzong and Nangong family. Third, Zheng Xuelong’s talent. Sooner or later, I can catch up. When he was in the realm of the spirit, he was not even a spiritual master, and he could not compare with the other.

The Lingling Courtyard is adjacent to the Jinhua Courtyard.

The Linglingyuan was already full, and the Jinhua Courtyard was half-occupied.

The arrival of Zheng Xuelong made the Jinhua Courtyard a noisy.

This is because Jin Xueyuan has a spirit who recognizes Zheng Xuelong.

Zheng Xuelong, the master of the bones, is the master of the rules of the high-level rules, and fights with him. Often you have not reacted, you will be distorted by powerful twisting power, and the bones will be broken.

The title of the broken bone spirit, which is derived from it.

Different from the enthusiasm of everyone, Zheng Xuelong's attitude is a bit cold, and even some disdain.

These spirits are too weak, and he can sweep one by one.

There is no need to make a connection at all.

"Xuelong brother, I haven't seen the twisting rules yet, I don't know if we can see it." A medium spirit is very interested in Zheng Xuelong's twisting rules. Of course, he does not dare to challenge Zheng Xuelong, just wants to let each other Show your hand a little and see for a long time.

Hey!

"That's it."

Zheng Xuelong's claws are twisted apart, and the middle body of the speech is like a twist. The twisted ones are not the same, the bones in the body are broken, and the spiritual power is consumed.

"Excessive!"

Everyone can't see where it is, Zheng Xuelong, very arrogant, has no intention of making friends with them.

"It is he who wants to see, I just fulfilled him. Who among you, you have to see." Zheng Xuelong swept his eyes.

When you see it, everyone is avoiding the line of sight and letting them play against a spiritual master. It is looking for abuse.

"If you don't have it, then don't talk nonsense. My twisting rules are not to be seen. If you want to see it, you have to pay the price." Zheng Xuelong left.

"What's so great, I haven't succeeded in meeting Li Fu's dust."

"Yes, he is also arrogant in front of us. It can't be Li Fuchen's opponent."

In the crowd, everyone whispered.

"What do you say?" Zheng Xuelong suddenly turned around, his right hand caught the air, and the few spirits who spoke were caught by him.

"I said that you can't be Li Fuchen's opponent." One of the spirits went out.

"Li Fuchen, who is he?"

Zheng Xuelong’s palm was tight, and the other’s bones had a shattered sound.

"You know when you go to the Lingling Courtyard."

Hey.

Several people were twisted into twists and Zheng Xuelong went to the Lingling Courtyard.

The Lingling Courtyard.

"Who are you, Li Fuchen, let him come out to see me." Zheng Xuelong's voice spread throughout the Falun courtyard.

"Who is, dare to challenge Li Fuchen."

“It looks like it’s new.”

"I know him. He is Zheng Xuelong, the skeletal spirit of the 780th in the spirit list." Some people recognized the identity of Zheng Xuelong.

"The spirit of the Lord?"

"This ranking is not low, no wonder so arrogant."

"What is the use of arrogance, encounter Li Fuchen, only the end of failure."

Everyone saw the picture of Li Fuchen defeating the mighty spirit of Ta Lijun with imposing manner. In their view, there are few people who can do it.

"You are a few embarrassed, what are you talking about." Zheng Xuelong was overbearing, with a hand, and several spiritual masters who had spoken were caught by him.

"Zheng Xuelong, what do you want to do?"

"Zheng Xuelong, there is something to say, everyone is invited by Miss Feifeng, no need to hurt."

Everyone didn't expect Zheng Xuelong to start doing it, a little surprised.

"There is a price to pay attention to my back."

Oh...

The few spiritual masters who were caught by him, the whole body was broken and the body was distorted.

"Too arrogant, go and call Li Fuchen."

"Yes, the hoarfrost also shouted, and Li Fuchen usually doesn't seem to do much with people."

After a few days, everyone has long been familiar with Li Fuchen and hoarfrost.

Li Fuchen, a person who is a bit cold, but still quite good, occasionally will say a few words to them.

White frost is a bit belligerent, and often a group of people join hands to discuss with her.

After a while, the white frost came over.

Li Fuchen did not come.

Hoarfrost heard that the other party is the 780th lord of the spirit list, and he has the heart to compare.

Seeing the hoarfrost, Zheng Xuelong’s eyebrows picked it up. “You are not Li Fuchen, nor my opponent, let’s go back!”

He does not want to bully hoarfrost, he is more tolerant of good women.

"Don't try to know." The blaze broke out with an amazing sword and attacked Zheng Xuelong.

With a wave of hand, the sword is dissipated, Zheng Xuelong said: "I said, you are not my opponent."

His accomplishments in distorting rules are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Most spiritual masters, the realm of rules, is the perfect state of the upper spirit.

Some powerful spiritual masters, the rule of the realm may have broken through to the lower realm of the mysterious gods, reaching the beginning of the next mysterious god.

And he is in the realm of twisting rules, but it has reached the lower realm of the mysterious god.

In addition, he majored in the twisting rules, while the twisting rules are high-level rules, not comparable to ordinary rules.

Although the hoarfrost is a sword god, the cultivation is the rule of the top rule kendo, but he did not have to deal with the martial spirit master, the other's kendo rules, that is, the matter, some places are more than twisted rules, the name is not true.

If hoarfrost is practicing other top rules, maybe he will be dignified.

"Twist the rules?" Baishuang felt that his sword was distorted and could not form an effective attack.

“It’s not the 780th in the spirit list.”

Prior to this, Baishuang believed that his strength should be very high on the spirit list. Now it seems that it is a bit too optimistic.

But that's okay, she will compete with Zheng Xuelong to see where her limits are.

"Aesthetic sword."

The hoarfrost sword waved and sent out a cold sword.

This cold sword is invisible, invisible and cold, but it has ice rules.

The hoarfrost is very clear, incorporating the rules of the ice, but will make the rules of the kendo fall into the best.

"In this case, don't blame me for being too heavy." Zheng Xuelong's brow wrinkled, his palms waved, the front of the void was twisted, and time and space twisted, as if there was a pair of invisible big hands that were all moving.

Oh...

The sword of the hoarfrost, the pieces are distorted and dissipated.

Of course, Zheng Xuelong’s twisting rules have also been affected. One of the swords is going along the gap and hit Zheng Xuelong.

Zheng Xuelong was protected by a powerful twisting spirit, and the cold sword could not break through.

"Twisting the palm of your hand!"

Suddenly, Zheng Xuelong took a palm to the hoarfrost.

Bang!

The void flipped, and a huge, distorted palm shrouded the hoarfrost.

"Heart cold sword!"

The hoarfrost body exudes a strong and icy sword. This sword is centered on hoarfrost and is madly rotated to withstand the twisted palm of Zheng Xuelong.

It’s awkward!

The white frost snorted and went back dozens of steps, his face flushed.

The other party's twisted spirit is too strong, stronger than she imagined, her sword is always distorted, and the strength of the 10% can only be played to 70%.

"The silence is twisted and caught."

Zheng Xuelong did not intend to give the white frost a chance to gasp, palms and claws, and clawed out.

Silent, countless twisted claws hit the hoarfrost, because the twisting rules can distort everything, and the surrounding environment becomes dead under the influence of the twisting rules.

"Day frost swords."

In the face of Zheng Xuelong's powerful twisting spirit, the blaze broke out.

In an instant, a sword that was ten times colder than before was erupted and spread toward the surrounding area.

The ultimate level of the martial arts spirit - the day of the sword.

The pieces of twisted claws were frozen and shattered, and the distorted environment returned to normal and vitality.

"Hey, the ultimate level of kendo spirits." Zheng Xuelong was a little surprised.

There are not many people who can cultivate the upper spirits to the ultimate level.

"But it's useless, destroying broken bones."

Zheng Xuelong's body leaped high and swept out one leg. The more terrifying twisting rules broke out than before. The next moment, a shadow like a god's leg hits the hoarfrost.

The ultimate level of distorted spiritual skills - destroy the broken bones.

Slamming!

The hoarfrost has done its best, but her frosty sword is still unable to hold back the other side's broken bones. The whole person flies out, the arms are twisted, and blood leaks out.

This is just the surface. In fact, in the body of hoarfrost, the bones are more fragmented, and the sacred spirit is even more annihilated.

The other side's destruction of broken bones, strong and terrible, overbearing.