Family

So far, among the humans Wu Dao encountered.

The strongest before was Lian Ping and Lian Liaoyuan.

The owner of Huifengwu Pavilion is simply from the naked eye. No matter from any aspect, he is an ordinary thin man. He is already a destiny and does not even have much threat.

But Lian Ping is indeed a real and powerful warrior.

However, his strength is something that Wu Dao can sense and deal with, and even with all his strength, the unknown ending of life and death. After all, in addition to his own cultivation and qi and blood, the weapons and techniques also have a huge impact. For example, the ghost sword holding the Liuhe Gun was not instantly killed by Wu Dao, but could have several rounds back and forth.

And at this moment, in the convoy.

That one.

There is no doubt that he is an extraordinary being. This realm is called Qizang among the Thirteen Swords of the Formation. A warrior who can reach this realm is no different from a human and an immortal in the eyes of ordinary people. He is a peerless general who cannot defeat thousands of people!

Wu Dao saw it for the first time.

Just a person's qi and blood exceed the total amount and deterrence of a martial arts hall. The people in that car are like the Vajra of Light Protector walking on the earth!

The convoy slowly drove by in front of him.

The aristocratic family felt something, so he naturally raised his eyes and stabbed Wu Dao accurately.

And he can also inquire.

But after seeing the aristocratic family, he suddenly refused to leave.

This phenomenon made Wu Dao's heart sank.

This era is indeed very exciting, but he still feels it is too slow. All the monks in the temple and all the martial artists in the world are eager for a more immortal arrival of the summer.

Wu Dao was going to be moist.

In the bustling and prosperous world, two warriors with different identities met and missed the wheels as they rolled. The originally careless family showed a smile. Although their strength was very different, they were essentially the same type of people, the kind of people who calmly controlled everything!

"interesting."

A deep admiration flashed in the green and delicate ladies' eyes. Her son was already invincible in Yunzhou. In today's era, there was no other person in Puhai who could compare with him. He was as dazzling as the sun hanging in the sky!

Zuo Family Zuo Kuang!

"It's just good. It may take him a lifetime to get to me and let me lower my head and have a move with him."

Wu Dao saw a handsome and indifferent young man sitting in the back seat of the car. He wore a jade crown and a simple ivory machete tied up his hair. His whole body exuded an indescribable coldness and arrogance, as if nothing around him was worth touching his eyes.

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Wu Dao really felt the illusion that his eyes were stabbed at this moment.

Horizontal draft: You are here!

The vermilion red characters are written like blood, full of cold and malice!

In the three parts of the world, you will accumulate good and do evil.

Night falls on the snack street.

"I didn't expect that I could meet a good-spirited warrior in a small place like Yushan."

"A bunch of fake things." Zuo Kuang sneered disdainfully.

Lao Huang, who was closing the stall and preparing to go home to rest, suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe. He couldn't help but cover his chest and gasp.

Wu Dao didn't know what to say.

This inspector of the Simin City God, Xianyoubo.

But fake things can be used at once, so he came to Yushan Town. Otherwise, the wine bags at home would probably mess up the matter and make Suwutang look at him sideways.

Zuo Kuang's eyes quickly faded.

Today's Xia family style is very much like the Wei and Jin dynasties, but it is still good overall. If you can get the guard to hit you, you will still care about you. Please keep some gods and don't be beaten to death for no reason. Some families who are too overly disgusted will not care at all. Not caring means not caring.

From ancient times to the present, who has been spared by the underworld?

The peddlers and vendors who stayed behind are still praising the kindness of today's noble people.

Which family is this that acts so domineeringly.

I'm afraid I won't die for a while...

Even the prince of Jinling admitted after giving him another ten years that he would defeat the whole world and reach the peak of being shackled without anyone ever set foot on it.

The reason is very simple. He wanted to watch the excitement. In this bustling Yushan Town, such a powerful warrior suddenly appeared and headed straight towards the City God Temple. It must be a wonderful scene of thunder rising from earth and fire.

They are busy making money, but they are indeed blocking the nobles' way. The nobles can drive and crash all the way.

That 16th, Wu Dao stood like a minion on Yusong Street, but his eyes were always calm and quiet.

What surprised Wu Dao was that the well-informed market was silent this time. A group of people said that they could not recognize which family this convoy was Yushan. What surprised Wu Dao even more was that this convoy was pretty good in the mouths of peddlers, at least this group of people did not deliberately smash and hurt people.

It’s just that I love my reputation and don’t allow local newspapers to report on what happens.

Facing the pure charm of the lady, Zuo Kuang looked at nothing, and his cold eyes fell straight into the couplet at the door of the City God Temple through the car window.

"Young Master, the City God Temple is coming soon." The lady whispered.

What disappointed Wu Dao was that he was ready to watch the show, but the show seemed to end before it even started. Looking from afar, the convoy entered the Chenghuang Temple. The arrogant yin energy shook violently and then it was restrained to the point of being unaware, but the yin energy did exist.

"It must be that I am not as good as you, young master."

"Young Master, what interesting thing can make you interested?" A lady who accompanied the noble family to serve her, asked curiously.

Wu Dao did not stop and integrated into the snack street that had regained the lively bustling. It disappeared on this street that seemed to have nothing happened.

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Decorated with gold, silver and jade, and embellished with delicate and graceful patterns, it does not hide the grand and luxuriousness on the vehicles. For the real nobles of Zhuxia, those are just numbers and objects.

They can be played with in their hands like treasures or discarded like sand and gravel.

Just as Wu Dao looked at him.

He was not worried that the powerful and fatal family would be killed by ghosts. Wu Dao could not imagine the current changes, but instead beat them.

In the moments passing by.

I can only sigh in my heart, this is Zhu Xia.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he had to go home, and his wife and children at home were still waiting for the treasure money he earned today.

Old Huang struggled and staggered forward two steps.

The body of the 28-year-old woman is as soft as a slim body, and she uses a sword to kill the foolish man.

He was holding a treasure note covered with oil.

Suddenly, the internal organs stinged with cold pain, and the whole person fell on the street with a bang. His breathing stopped and his pupils were rapidly expanding. Before his vision completely darkened, Lao Huang saw Wu Jue floating on it. Wu Jue with black face and fangs showed a grim smile at him.

The illusory Wu Jue, whose body is damaged and illusory, floats in the night sky, cannot be seen by the naked eye, and is slowly recovering and repairing.

At the end of the street.

Wu Dao, who came back and prepared to satisfy his desire to be satisfied, hid in an instant, his heart pounding!

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