The "lame one-armed" young man's expression was slightly grim, "When did such a number one person appear in the Maoshan faction?"
"We don't know, but Li Qi and Ruan Chi are both masters of the peak of refining Qi five grades, and they were both abused by that lame, so how powerful is this lame?"
Thinking of this, several people took a breath of cold air in disbelief.
"Interesting."
The gloom on the young man's face was gone, and a touch of fire poured out.
"I didn't expect the Maoshan faction to produce such a character, I thought that a Lin Zichong was already their limit, so it seems that this year's Hundred Divisions Alliance is a little bit of a little expectation."
The young man grinned, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an incomprehensible smile.
"Senior brother, you can still laugh, in previous years, we and the Beichen Sect competed for the first place in this alliance, if there is another Maoshan faction this year, then this first place is a bit hanging."
The woman patted the young man, not knowing where his laughter came from.
"By the way, Wan Guangliang of the Northern Dust Sect just came to the news and wants to form an alliance with us."
"Oh" When the young man heard this, he suddenly sneered, "I didn't expect the Beichen Sect to actually want to form an alliance with us, and this mysterious master of the Maoshan Sect makes these guys quite jealous." ” "Tut-tut, I'm looking forward to this year's big competition."
In a huge pastoral pasture in the Northern Wilderness, the green pasture was dyed blood red, and six young people, four men and two women, walked in the countryside, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and frowned tightly.
"Boss, this is the third case this month, these guys are getting more and more brutal."
The young man looked at the tragic deaths, including the rancher's family of seven.
"For more than a year, they have become more and more unscrupulous, and there has been no movement in the underworld, and even the Secret Service seems to be too lazy to deal with these things."
The black-haired young man has a pair of sword eyebrows, heroic and compelling, and his deep voice reveals maturity and stability.
The young man known as the boss held a wine jug in his hand, and with a heavy sword on his back, he poured a sip of wine, his expression was cold, and he did not make a sound.
"There's too much going on, and we can't handle it."
The woman was wearing black casual clothes and a pair of black-framed glasses, which was very temperamental, and she walked with a burst of fragrant wind.
In the past three years, among the six people, Mao Junfeng, Xiao He, Mo Bei, and Qiao Ying have all broken through the four grades of refining Qi and reached the fifth grade of refining Qi, Guo Xiaodong and Tan Xiuxiu are also at the peak of the four grades of refining Qi, and there is a possibility of breakthrough at any time.
"This year's Hundred Divisions Alliance, will we participate" Guo Xiaodong asked with a frown.
"Go."
Mao Junfeng said in a low voice.
"Such things happen one after another, and there is no news from the underworld, and now we need to find a backer, so this Hundred Divisions Alliance must go."
Xiao He and Mo Bei also nodded.
"Speaking of this, I remembered one thing, I heard that there was a mysterious Qi refining master in the Maoshan Sect who killed two disciples of the Beichen Sect, and even Li Qi and Ruan Chi were deflated in his hands."
Tan Xiuxiu frowned.
"What does this have to do with us" "It has nothing to do with us, but I heard that this mysterious master is a one-armed cripple."
When he said this, including Tan Xiuxiu, the faces of the six people suddenly sank, and they all fell into deep thought.
"One-armed lame man, you mean, it's him" Xiao He's eyes sank slightly, and his mind fell into deep thought.
The same is true for Mao Junfeng and Qiao Ying.
"It shouldn't be that kid, he wasn't a Qi refiner three years ago, and he was injured like that, how could he go from zero to five grades of Qi refining in just three years?"
Guo Xiaodong shook his head, obviously not believing it, in the past three years, they have only improved to one level, and they are still one step away from the five grades of refining Qi.
"I also feel that how a disabled person can live in three years is a problem, how can he be promoted to this level in such a short period of time."
Mo Bei also shook his head.
"Yes or no, just go and meet him."
Mao Junfeng said, but faintly, he was a little expecting that person to be Yang Rui.
Yang Pingma's house.
In three years, Ma Huaiying has improved from the third grade of refining Qi to the fifth grade of refining Qi, and his strength has made a qualitative leap compared with that year.
"Huaiying, this time you go to Zhongnan Mountain, you must be humble, don't lose the face of my Ma family."
Above the high hall, an old man sat solemnly, as if he was asleep and woke up.
"Grandchildren remember."
"Don't forget the purpose of your trip."
"Grandchildren to remember" Maoshan mountain secret room.
A figure sat majestically, his whole body was in a state of scorching, and his skin was about to crack at any time, like the volcanic rock that sometimes erupted with fire, and then emitted a terrible cold, after the cold, the cool breeze swept away, and a trace of thunder power also spread in an instant.
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"Whoosh" There was a surge of thunder, and as the thunder raged, a golden light emanated through the scorched skin.
"Zizizi" From time to time, the black body had four-colored Qi seeping out from time to time, and on the scorching body, a face had already maintained a terrifying hideous appearance due to numbness.
It took Yang Rui eight days to prepare everything.
Xiang Hua Kaifu proposed to borrow a secret room for retreat, and the latter readily agreed.
At this time, Yang Rui had been in retreat in the secret room for nearly half a month, and he had not entered a drop of water or a grain of rice.
I just sat there quietly in this position.
"Dean, he's fine, it's been almost half a month" Chen Meiran would come to Yang Rui's secret room every day to deliver food and water, but the latter had never moved, and his heart-rending roar could be heard a few days before the retreat, but he couldn't hear any movement in the past week.
Hua Kaifu frowned, although the life fluctuation in his perception was weak, it was indeed there, but this life fluctuation had not changed for a week.
"Everything depends on the creation of the kid, if he succeeds in surviving this catastrophe, he can't stop him today."
Hua Kaifu affirmed, he was already faintly looking forward to it, a full-attribute refining five grades, just like Yang Qiankun back then, was unstoppable "That old boy, I don't know what he's doing."
Hua Kaifu took a deep breath, looked at the sky and muttered to himself, his expression at this moment seemed to be reminiscing about the past.
Chen Meiran anxiously pinched a handful of sweat for Yang Rui, and then left the cave again.
Until the second day, the body that seemed to be sitting slowly moved. airplanes A soft sound resounded in the secret room, and in the darkness, a pair of dark and deep pupils suddenly opened, bursting out with four rays of light.
The thunder arc flickered, the black skin began to crack, and wisps of golden light shone out from the cracked skin, and then the dry and scorched body gradually came to life like a dead tree in spring.
At this moment, Yang Rui's soul in a state of suspended death finally had a trace of movement, and he regained a trace of clarity, and he secretly rejoiced, a sense of the rest of his life after the catastrophe arose
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