Chapter 310 Unparalleled Body Under

Zhuge Fuliang glanced at He Xiaoyun and sighed in his heart. There are countless such goods in the world. He has a painful face and shoots him for five minutes.

He Xiaoyun smiled coldly and said, "A third-rate faction like you, you'd better go back early. This is not the place you can come."

"Get out of here and see you!" Zhuge Bucheng couldn't stand it anymore and scolded coldly.

"What are you talking about!" He Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "A third-rate little man, is this the attitude of talking to me? Kneel down!!"

A huge pressure broke out from He Xiaoyun's body and spread to Zhuge Wuliang.

"Are you great? When did the Zixiao faction come out as the number one person like you? Zhuge Buo glanced at him and didn't bother to say anything more to him.

He Xiaoyun's eyes contracted, and a murderous look appeared. He shouted, "How can my name be known by a third-rate little person like you? Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. I can forgive your ignorance."

Zhuge Butiao shook his head with a smile. He said in his heart that I wouldn't give you any medicine. This guy is really sick...

"Kneel down and admit your mistake, and get out of here quickly!" He Xiaoyun's momentum forced people to take a step towards Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Buliang narrowed his eyes and said, "Get out of here, or you will bear the consequences!"

As soon as he said this, He Xiaoyun was stunned, and the practitioners around him were also a little stunned. Although He Xiaoyun is not a popular figure in Kyushu, he is a rare genius in the Zixiao School. And he is also Jian Piaohong's younger brother, with some names in Kyushu.

So far, no one has dared to talk to him so contemptuously.

"I don't know whether to live or die, slap!" He Xiaoyun shouted, bent his fingers into claws, reached out and grabbed Zhuge Fuliang, and took the spiritual cover of Zhuge Fuliang.

The claws are like a heavenly knife, and even the air is torn to pieces.

Zhuge was not as bright as a stone, and he directly slapped him.

The speed was so fast that it was difficult for everyone to recover. Before He Xiaoyun's claws approached Zhuge Fuliang, he was slapped out by Zhuge Fuliang and rolled out dozens of meters away before stopping. It hit a huge rock.

The gravel flew, drowning He Xiaoyun in.

Everyone was shocked. He Xiaoyun's cultivation was not very weak, at least in the realm of six or seven times in the Yuanying period. And he is a rare wizard of the Zixiao School, and he must have his advantages. But now he has been slapped out by others.

The people of the major faction couldn't help muttering, when did such a third-rate small faction like the Yaohai faction appear again?

Even characters such as Bai Yu, Bai Xue and Xiong Ba can't help but look curiously at this side.

"Wang!"

He Xiaoyun rushed up from the pile of stones, his eyes were angry, and he rolled with momentum. He shouted, "Little boy, you're looking for death!!"

The surging momentum rolled, and He Xiaoyun swooped down. A fairy sword appeared in his hand, which was sharp and cut at Zhuge's head.

Zhuge Fuliang raised his palm again, and there was no fluctuation overflowing. He slapped the fairy sword in He Xiaoyun's hand.

"Cangling!"

With a crisp sound, the fairy sword in He Xiaoyun's hand was instantly crushed into iron chips, and only a hilt was held in his hand.

"Bum!"

Zhuge Budang slapped his palm, slapped He Xiaoyun down from mid-air, and fell heavily to the ground.

He moved and appeared directly beside He Xiaoyun, stepping on his chest. It's like a mountain falling. He Xiaoyun couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You are far worse than Jian Piaohong." Zhuge Butiao's voice floated out indifferently and stepped on He Xiaoyun's body, which was very domineering.

The practitioners who stepped on the Yuanying period made Zhuge Budang look majestic.

Everyone was whispering about who this person was. With just one move, he trampled He Xiaoyun, a seven-level monk in the Yuanying period. And listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that he doesn't even pay attention to such a popular figure as Jian Piaohong. When did the Yaohai faction produce such a master?

"You son of a bitch, dare you touch grandpa and me!!" He Xiaoyun had never suffered this kind of humiliation, and immediately opened his mouth and cursed.

"If you don't speak rudely, slap your mouth!" Zhuge Bulao shouted calmly, slapped his hands from side to side, and talked to He Xiaoyun's face.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The crisp sound was particularly beautiful, but it changed the faces of the practitioners around them, and they couldn't help but mourn for silence. Just now, he said that he wanted to slap someone else's mouth, but now he is slapped by the other party. This is an irony.

"Bum!"

Zhuge Fuliang flew up directly and kicked He Xiaoyun out.

"Boom!"

He Xiaoyun collapsed several rocks, fell into the ruins in confusion, and spewed out a mouthful of blood again.

"This guy's body is also horrible, but it can easily deter the master of the infancy."

"The practitioners of the human race are not as good as the practitioners of the monsters, and there is an innate gap in the body. But this person's body is enough to compare with the monster family.

"It's another unparalleled guy. How can Yaohai have such a character? First, Zhuge was not bright ten years ago, and now it's this guy again.

The scene in front of us shocked everyone.

In the distance, Xiong Ba stood in the void, looked up and down at Zhuge Fuliang, stretched out his tongue and licked his scarlet lips.

"Why is this person's breath so familiar?" Bai Yu bowed his head and meditated.

Su Xiaobai's eyes fluctuated slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously ** twice. He whispered, "The scourge... I'm back..."

He Xiaoyun rushed up, his left and right cheeks were swollen, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. At this moment, his face was ferocious and he stared at Zhuge with hatred.

"Cangling!"

Two crisp swords, He Xiaoyun held a fairy sword in his left and right hands, surrounded by fairy light. A dragon shadow is wrapped around a sword. There is a divine tiger jumping on the other sword.

"One of the seven magic soldiers of the Zixiao School, Dragon and Tiger Sword!"

"Wo!"

"Roar!"

The dragon roars and the tiger roars, and the wind is strong.

He Xiaoyun waved the dragon and tiger sword and swooped down from mid-air. The peerless edge was exposed, and the divine light crossed and shattered the void.

Zhuge Butong showed his sleeves and restrained the little monkey and Li Kewei from his side. He raised his feet and went up against the air.

Step out, the void trembles.

"Puff!"

The peerless edge was broken, and all of He Xiaoyun's attacks disappeared at this moment.

"Kill!" He Xiaoyun's face was full of ferociousness, and the dragon and tiger sword cut out two sword lights, almost tearing the space apart.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Buliang took the second step again, and the two swords smashed in an instant, and even the dragon and tiger swords buzzed slightly.

Zhuge Buliang walked against the sky and stepped up step by step. Every time he took a step, he could smash He Xiaoyun's attack. Ten steps out, the dragon and tiger sword in He Xiaoyun's hand almost flew out of his hand, and he was shocked to spit out a mouthful of blood.

This kind of power shocked everyone. Just by raising hands and feet, you can defeat the practitioners of the infancy, this kind of unparalleled body. Even the bear bully in the distance showed a solemn look.

"Wo!"

With a dragon chant, the dragon sword in He Xiaoyun's hand cut out a virtual shadow of a green dragon, like a mountain range across the air, cutting to Zhuge Fuliang.

A small world flows in Zhuge's palm, and the void pokes out a palm. His palm and the mountain-like dragon shadow must be simply in small. But the small world in the palm of the hand covers the sky and the sun.

For a moment, the dark day covered a large area of the void.

Zhuge Budang slapped him, and the green dragon shadow shattered. He Xiaoyun was shocked and flew out, and the scarlet blood flowers drifted away.

There was a trace of fear in He Xiaoyun's eyes. It was not until this moment that he realized that he had kicked on the iron plate. This ordinary-looking Yaohai monk could never compete.

"What? Are you scared? Didn't you ask me to kneel down before?" Zhuge Bulao's long hair flew, standing in the void, quietly looking at He Xiaoyun on the opposite side.

"Cut!"

He Xiaoyun fought with all his strength, crossed the dragon and tiger swords, and turned to the elder Zhuge. Two fairy swords turned into the size of a mountain and crossed the sky.

He still knew himself. After witnessing Zhuge Butong's powerful body, he did not dare to move forward, but hid in the distance to attack.

"Cangling!"

Two giant swords are crossed. This kind of attack is absolutely difficult for ordinary Yuanying practitioners to resist.

Zhuge Fuliang rose up, turned the universe in his palm, and patted against the two huge swords.

"Dang!"

The two huge swords shook and almost flew backwards. Zhuge Bliang moved quickly and slapped several palms in a row.

With a crisp sound, the cracks on the dragon and tiger sword spread, like spider webs, instantly spread all over the whole sword body.

"Break it for me!"

Zhuge Fuliang slapped again and slapped the dragon and tiger sword. The two huge swords were like broken glass on the spot, withered and scattered from the air.

"What! You..." He Xiaoyun's face changed miserably. The dragon and tiger sword was his most proud magic soldier. He didn't expect it to be completely broken in the other party's hand today.

"Wangle!"

The chain sounded, and a black chain flew out of He Xiaoyun's body and wrapped around Zhuge Fuliang.

This is also one of his proud magic weapons, and it is a magic weapon for selecting a grade.

Zhuge Budang slapped the black chain in front of him. With his arms, the chain was pulled into pieces and thrown out casually.

"Fuck, it's too domineering. The mysterious magic weapon was torn off by him like a toy."

There was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone looked at Zhuge Bright in surprise. They looked stunned and stunned.

"You... You've gone too much!" He Xiaoyun gritted his teeth.

"Hey, you know it's too much. Today, I'll let you taste the taste of being humiliated and kneel down for me!!" Zhuge Fuliang shouted loudly and slapped him in the air.

The invisible momentum fluctuated on He Xiaoyun's body. He Xiaoyun snorted, bent his legs, and knelt firmly on the ground. The ground under his knees cracked, and the sore sound of "clap" came from his leg joints.

"It's broken..." A repairer shrank his neck and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

He Xiaoyun knelt on the ground. The pain in his legs made it difficult for him to support him, and his whole body collapsed on the ground.

Zhuge Buteng stepped out one step, came to him, stepped on his body, and snorted coldly, "Now you know what it's like to be humiliated."