War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"Zhu San Shao?"

When you hear the young people, Duan Lingtian’s eyes have become a line. “Are you a Zhu family?”

"Yes, the father of this young master is the second master of the Zhu family. The patriarch of the Zhu family is my uncle. How, kid, are you afraid? If you are afraid, just give me a roll!"

Zhu Zhao’s nose stood up and raised his chin. He looked down at Duan Ling, and his face was arrogant and proud.

He did not find it. Now, in Duan Lingtian’s mouth, he has a slap in the face, and it’s like a smile when the hunter sees the prey.

"I will give you another chance, roll!"

Dong Lingtian's eyes are slightly cold, and his eyes are staring at Zhu Zhao. There is a bit of pressure between the voices.

"Do you know the identity of this young master, and dare to let this young master roll?"

Zhu Zhaoyi, immediately turned to the face, and reached out and directly grabbed Duan Lingtian. "Since you don't roll, let the young master help you!"

Zhu Zhao shot, above the head of the sky, the power of ten ancient giant elephants emerged...

Condensed Dan is seven!

"螳 Arm stop!"

Dong Lingtian sneered, swaying his arms and using only the power of twelve ancient giant elephants, it was easy to block Zhu Zhao’s attack, and Zhu Zhaoyi slammed it to the ground.

"Ah!!"

Zhu Zhao’s over-exerted body slammed into the ground and made a scream of screaming.

"Jibo, I want him to die!"

Zhu Zhao looked at the old man who came behind him, screaming and snarling.

The old man looks at Duan Lingtian, both of them are cold and step by step. "Young people, some people are what you can't afford... It's a problem!"

The voice of the old man fell, reaching out to the paragraph Ling Tian fell, intending to take Duan Lingtian from the seat.

On top of the old man's head, a hundred ancient giant elephants condensed and formed, apparently a seven-armed warrior.

Dong Lingtian’s mouth sneered a sneer, but he ignored the old man. Instead, he looked at the little squat in the distance. “Hey! Why haven’t our meals at this table come up yet? Hurry, we have to do business after dinner. ."

The surrounding alcoholic was speechless for a while.

This purple youth has completely ignored the old man around Zhu Jiasan.

When they thought that Duan Lingtian was going to be unlucky.

The bear standing behind Duan Lingtian moved all the way, close to the old man, and took a palm out of his hand. He slammed on the old man's body. In the future, the mighty old man flew out and slammed into the wall and passed out.

Before the head of Xiong Quan, the shadow of the ancient giant elephant disappeared. No one can see how many heads there are.

"Good! This middle-aged person is at least a nine-fold existence of Yuan Danjing!"

It’s no wonder that this purple youth is so calm. It turns out that there is such a strong person around him. When he hits it, he will fly out the Yuandan’s seven heavy weapons. This way, even the Yuandan octopus can’t do it. "Yin and Yang Division Tour"

"There is definitely a nine-fold presence in Yuandan."

......

The surrounding alcoholic can't help but marvel.

"Guest, the food is coming."

At this time, Xiao Yan also gave a steaming meal to Duan Lingtian.

Small stunned, he did not expect that this young man, who is generous, is so terrible...

The three young masters of the Zhu family are dare to fight!

Zhu Zhao half lie on the ground, struggling to stand up, but the pain of his body, but it is difficult for him to stand up.

I noticed the burning gaze that was on his side, and his heart was ashamed. When was he so embarrassed?

For a time, he looked at Duan Lingtian's nephew, mixed with a bit of cold, "boy, you are dead!"

"Let's talk about lying down, you are not too tired."

Duan Lingtian looked at Zhu Zhao calmly, and then did not take care of him again. He gave the food to Li Fei, and smiled and said: "Xiao Feier, come, eat more."

"Yeah."

Li Fei gently nodded and looked at Duan Lingtian’s pair of autumn 眸, tenderness like water.

This life, you can get the care of this man, no regrets.

"Xiongquan, you can sit down and eat together."

Dong Lingtian greets Xiong Quan.

"Yes, young master,"

Xiong Quan respectfully sat down.

Zhu Zhao saw this scene, his face was red and swelled, and he looked at the old man who was fainting at the wall. He also had a kind of ** that wanted to faint...

"Whoever went to the Zhu family to help the young master, this thousand and two silver tickets are his!"

Zhu Zhao bite his teeth and took out a thousand and two silver tickets from his arms and looked at a group of alcoholic guests inside the restaurant.

A lot of drinkers heard the news, but they looked at Duan Lingtian and dismissed the idea of ​​helping Zhu Zhao...

What a joke!

This purple youth is around, but there is a suspected Yuan Danjing nine-fold existence.

If they helped Zhu Zhao, the purple youths were not happy, they certainly couldn’t eat and walk.

So, although they are eager to see the thousand and two silver tickets in their hands, no one dares to act.

Although the money is good, it is not important.

"You...a group of cowards!"

Zhu Zhao’s face was gloomy and his breathing became rushed.

"If you are noisy again, he is your end." The resurgence of the wind is shocking

Duan Lingtian swept away Zhu Zhao, and pointed his finger at the old man who was stunned by the wall.

Zhu Zhao heard the words, suddenly closed his mouth, but a pair of scorpions still reveals the hatred of Senran, thinking about how to revenge Duan Lingtian after returning to the Zhu family.

Although no one dares to accept the money from Zhu Zhao.

But with the departure of some alcoholic drinkers, the Zhu’s family’s three young masters, 'Zhu Zhao’, kicked the iron plate and it was spread soon.

Dong Lingtian three people just finished eating, when they are ready to leave, Duan Lingtian heard the sound of footsteps outside the restaurant. There were four people in total.

Dong Lingtian brows a look and looks at Zhu Zhao’s eyes. “Xiong Quan, grab this guy.”

"Yes, young master."

Xiongwen heard the words, and when he reached out, he took Zhu Zhao up.

"You...what are you doing..."

Zhu Zhao was put in the hands of Xiong Quan, and his face was white. The strength of this middle-aged man was just seen before, and he was suspected to be a golden man.

Want to kill him is as simple as stepping on an ant.

At this time, the footsteps became clearer and clearer, and four middle-aged people rushed into the restaurant.

The middle-aged man, headed by a blue suit, covered with a layer of chilling anger...

"Hey, save me!"

Seeing the middle-aged man in blue, Zhu Shao seems to have seen the savior and quickly shouted.

The middle-aged man in blue took a deep breath, his gaze passed over the old man who was stunned in the corner, and after seeing a trace of jealousy in his eyes, he looked at Duan Lingtian again. "This little brother, I am the Zhu family. Erye 'Zhu Qi', please forgive me if there is anything wrong with the dog."

The strength of the old man who is with his son, he is clear and can stun the old man. The strength of the middle-aged man around the purple youth can be imagined.

Yuan Dan Jing Jiuzhong......

Even if they are placed in their Zhu family, they can be ranked first.

Of course, the district Yuan Dan is nine-fold, he is not afraid, because he is the nine-armed warrior of Yuan Danjing.

The other three who are following him now are also the eight-fold existence of Yuan Dan. If you really want to fight together, he is sure to kill each other.

Just, he is really jealous now, but this purple youth.

In his view, there is such a nine-member follower of the Yuan Dynasty, and the identity should not be simple.

So, although he was angry, he finally chose to endure and chose to give in.

"Hey! What are you doing? I want him to die! I want him to die!"

Zhu Zhao heard Zhu Qi’s words, his face changed, his face was stunned and he snarled.

"孽子!"

Zhu Qi’s face is sinking, and stepping forward, Zhu Zhao will be slap in the face. Masked Prince Star Hall

Just, Xiong Quan raised his hand at random and took Zhu Zhao.

Zhu Qi frowned, but his son was in the other hand, but he did not dare to attack. Looking at Duan Lingtian, "Little brother, after I brought the dog back to the Zhu family, I will be disciplined! Now, still Please let the little brother let go of the dog."

Duan Lingtian lazily looked at Zhu Qi’s eyes and asked: "I heard that the two elders of your Zhu family are an ‘eight refiners’?”

"Yes."

Zhu Qi nodded. "If the little brother wants to find the second elders refining the 'eight good spirits', I can help the little brothers to introduce them. It is a crime, how?"

"You...hide deep."

Duan Lingtian deeply looked at Zhu Qi’s eyes, as if he could penetrate Zhu Qi’s heart. “Now, you should be thinking in your heart, there is such a follower around me, the background should not be simple... can it be?”

Zhu Qiyi’s face was stunned and he did not expect to be seen through Duan Lingtian.

"Oh, your son, I have buckled... As long as you call out the two elders of your Zhu family, I will return your son to you."

Duan Lingtian looked at Zhu Qi and his eyes were calm.

Zhu Qiyu Kong shrinks and sees that the purple youth in front of him is not good. "Little brother, but I don't know why you are looking for the two elders of our Zhu family? You should not want the two elders to help refine the eight products. Is the spirit so simple?”

"Eight Spirits?"

Dong Lingtian’s mouth sneered a sneer, and as soon as he raised his hand, he ignited a raging flame. “Do you think I need him to help me refine it?”

The fire in Duan Lingtian’s hand ignited, and there was no accident in the restaurant that caused a sensation...

"God, it’s ‘eight-piece fire!’

"This purple youth, even if it is less than twenty years old, is already an eight-remodeler?"

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable!"

"The eight-piece refiner in the 20s... What talent is this?"

......

The alcoholic drinkers in the restaurant have changed and can't help but exclaim.

Some people seem to think of something, and the pupil suddenly shrinks. "The eight-piece fire can only be condensed by the Yuandan martial arts...that is, this young man is a Yuandan martial!"

"Under the 20-year-old Yuan Dan Wuwu? Eight-piece refiner?"

Zhu Qihe and his three middle-aged people have changed their faces.

The purple youth in front of you is far more terrible than they think...

"Little brother, who are you?"

Zhu Qishen took a breath and he could feel his heartbeat is accelerating.

Under 20 years old...

Yuan Danjing.

Eight refiners.

Just think about it, he feels a tingling scalp.