MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 94 Cat knife test

Lonely mountain cold boasted the sea on the life and death stage. For a time, the atmosphere was pushed to a climax.

But after waiting for a while, Yunwu Zong still no one appeared. Lonely mountain cold once again provocatively, this time, claiming to use only one hand, and let the first ten strokes, the three disciples again sensation.

Lonely mountain cold face wins the face of the grip, aggressive. However, Yunwu Zong still did not move, Ye Chuan faintly did not respond, did not rush to the stage of the lonely mountain cold, and did not send anyone to participate in the war.

People are screaming, especially the people of Xuan Dingmen, who are starting to scream and scream.

After a long while, when the Tuo Xiong lost patience and urged to put pressure on it, the fat man Zhao Dazhi finally arrived with a person. This person is not tall, the big head of the big head can not see the five senses, wearing a robes of the cloud sect disciples, looks like a cloud sect, but for some reason, always gives a strange feeling, the body The power fluctuations are somewhat different from those of ordinary people, and there is a vague smell of the monsters on the body.

"Disciple Wu Yong, I have seen the master!"

The uninvited guest went straight to Ye Chuan and bowed and bowed.

Wu Yong?

This foreign disciple was not hit hard by the killer. Has he died and died? How?

Zhu Sijia's eyelids jumped. When the killers rushed out from the ground to assassinate Ye Chuan, the outside disciple Wu Yong was unfortunately just passing by the nightingale and was pierced by a sword. Later, although she was fully rescued, she was still weak. Other people in Yunwu Zong are not clear, but Zhu Sijia personally helped him heal, and then watched him cut off. It’s just that time is too late to deal with the aftermath. The body is too late to be buried. How come it suddenly appears here? Come back to life, or...

Zhu Sijia was shocked, but one person was more surprised than her.

Not far away, Wang Li, a disciple of the same entry, was stunned. Others were not familiar with Wu Yong, but he was getting along with the latter. When the uninvited guest bowed to Ye Chuan, he finally revealed the facial features. At first glance, he looked like Wu Yong. But when he looked at it, there were quite a few differences, and his face muscles were stiff and stiff. He was full of zombies crawling out of the ground. How scary it is to be scared.

"Wang Li, younger brother, don't be too excited. There are masters. Your brother Wu Yong can't die if he wants to die."

The fat man’s eyes were fast, and he grabbed the mouth of Wang Li, a disciple of the outside door.

Zhu Sijia gaze around, look at the abnormal Wang Li, and then look at the fat man who wants to cover up, suddenly understand what is going on.

"Wu Yong, younger brother, go. After this battle, you moved to Ziyunfeng to be my assistant. You don't have to worry about the chores in the future." Ye Chuan faintly told, it sounded normal to others. In a word, the uninvited guest listened, but it was a bright light, and he understood what was going on. He smiled and flew to life and death.

According to Ye Chuan’s instructions, the fat man brought the horned man Nargus.

On the surface, the fat man Zhao Dazhi was forced to calm down, and his eyes quickly caught the mouth of Wang Li, a foreign disciple. In fact, his heart was more afraid than anyone else, and his fat body was always embarrassing.

When he was ordered to go to see the horned man Nagus, he witnessed the scene of the latter’s nine-changing demon, who was dressed as a foreign disciple, Wu Yong. More than three meters high like a burly body like a hill, it is hard to squash into a meter less than seven, the ear is accompanied by a big devil-like crow-like laughter, the process fat people will never forget, and the soul will fly away.

"Who are you? The name is coming, this son does not kill the unknown!"

Wushumen’s disciple, Lonely Mountain, waited impatiently, and stepped forward and stepped forward. “What a clouded sect is a disciple, it’s clearly a shrinking tortoise that doesn’t dare to play. Come on, this son only uses one hand, let You have ten tricks, crushing your kid and then..."

call!

On the stage of life and death, suddenly there was a violent wind.

The horned devil Nagus took a emptiness, and the lonely mountain was suddenly caught in his hand. He followed his head and his neck was twisted, and his body fell softly on the ground.

A generation of Wuyimen’s disciples died like this, and one was not seen. It’s too late to see the face of the horned devil, Nagus, and it’s too late to react!

Over the life and death stage, only the smirk of the horned man Nagus is echoing.

A small knife!

Ye Chuan’s heart is big, and it turns out that he is not mistaken. The horn man Nargus is really a sharp butcher.

Who is this?

This is even more powerful than the eternal wonders of Nantian, and it is fierce! When did the cloud dynasty's younger generation come out with such a master?

Under the stage of life and death, all three disciples were stunned. After a while, they reacted and the audience was boiling.

"This is not a disciple of the young generation of the cloud sect. It is a master of the older generation. Come and call him, grab him!"

Tuo Xiong was shocked and angry, and Huo stood up.

Several Xuan Dingmen guards Qi Qi, who led the flight and flew out, and they had to join hands to arrest the horned man Nargus, but before they rushed up, they were blocked by a little old man with a hoe.

"Take the raccoon, can you afford to lose the old guy? The younger generation can’t beat it. It’s going to be openly swayed. Your dog’s eyes are clear. This is our cloud sect disciple Wu Yong, who has long been registered, where is What old master? I am!"

The Yunzi Zong Er Elder Nangong forbearance jumped out and blocked several guards of Xuan Dingmen.

When he saw the first eye of the horned devil, Nagus, he frowned and noticed that something was wrong. The other side obviously had no faint medicinal scent that was unique to the cloud sect. It was obviously not the outside disciple named Wu Yong. However, at this time he will naturally not be dismantled.

"Oh, yes, it’s really him!"

"Impossible, impossible!"

On the stage of life and death, the arbitration of Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen took out the portrait of Wu Yong, a disciple of the cloud, and compared it with nothing to say.

The three disciples who participated in the war have long been recorded, and at first glance, the horned man Nagus does not see any abnormality. The top of the Takuya bear's face sank, and it was obviously not right, but there was nothing to do with it.

The last battle of Vube’s eyes was suddenly over, and it was beyond everyone’s expectations! After being named by Aesop, the cloud sect that had been thought to be at the bottom of the battle suddenly rushed to the top of the list with the most powerful Wuyimen!

The top of the bear's face was iron-green, and it was caught off guard. The Aesop that was **** was just like a touch of earth, and it was picked up.

The calculations fell again, and Ye Chuan, who led the team to play, was so big that the cloud sect was raised and raised, and how did he remove his identity as a disciple? The mission has failed, how can you get out of it, will the three elders of the Master respect and forgive themselves?

Aesop, who had just had no fear, suddenly became afraid, and the more he thought, the more uneasy he was. Looking around, I wanted to find the figure of Jin Zhikun, the owner of the alchemy hall, and asked him for help. Unfortunately, Jin Zhikun, who was lurking in the rock, had already slipped away.

"The door master, I am embarrassed, I have accidentally won the cloud fog, I am lucky. Then, I don't know the gambling promises made by the torrents of the former disciples of your class... is it not?"

Ye Chuan stood up and smiled at the Takuya Bear. In time, this old man, who has never been able to live in the past, has an ugly face like never before. The Hong Lie, who stood on the crutches and stood in the crowd, was even awkward. He turned and sweated and turned away.