MTL - Eternal Reverence-Chapter 1228 Stormwind Lord

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After three days of Yuan Wei’s gambling, the venue was fighting.

"This fat man can really cause trouble. This time, I am fortunate to have you, otherwise he will lose." Three days later, Yan Beishan and Li Fuchen came together to the Douqi Pavilion.

Fighting Club, a place dedicated to gambling, is also a place to enjoy.

"Beishan brother, floating dust brother, you are here!"

Seeing two people, Yuan Wei’s fat face is full of smiles.

Yanbeishan Road: "Wei brother, said yes, that one billion billion Chinese stone gods all give the floating dust brother, after all, today, he offended a five-star family of patriarchs, increased many crises and troubles out of thin air."

Yuan Weidao: "Beishan brother, what do you say, my Yuan Wei is such a person? You can rest assured, won, not only one million billion Chinese stone is returned to the floating brother, I will let my father, open a sword Pool space, let the floating dust brothers go in for ten days."

“Opening the Jianchi space?” Yan Beishan was a little surprised.

Yuan Jia is not a pure kendo family, but at least one percent of the tribes are practicing swords, and they are taking kendo.

The Jianchi space is the sacred place of the Yuanjia martial arts. It will be opened once in many years. It is said that the practice of kendo in the day is equivalent to a hundred years of practice in the outside world. I don’t know the true and false, but no matter what, Jianchi Space is a holy place for kendo practice. There is no doubt about this. Is the Yuan family meeting promised?

"Yes." Yuan Wei nodded.

Although the Jianchi space is a sacred place for martial arts practice, but to be honest, only those talented swordsmen can only gain. The Yuan family has been born for many years, and there are many martial arts gods, but the martial arts domain is very few. That is, a median kendo domain god.

Therefore, for Yuan Wei, opening the Jianchi space is nothing at all. It is a waste to put it there. It is better to let Li Fuchen go in and cultivate. He believes his father will promise him.

There are three layers in total, each of which is divided into one hundred large areas, each of which is divided into one hundred small areas.

The second floor of the Douqi Pavilion, the 52nd small area of ​​the Eighty-eighth Area.

Pushing open the door, Yuan Wei walked in with Yan Beishan and Li Fuchen.

The Jishui Temple is a large hall. The hall is magnificent, like a white urn. On both sides of the main hall, there is a pillar. The pillars are engraved with some lines, which looks quite mysterious.

At this moment, a large number of people gathered in the hall, and the two sides shouted for a strong momentum.

Yuan Wei here, in addition to the strong people, there are two spirits, but at this time, the two spirits face heavy, opposite the three spiritual masters, the other two do not care, the storm masters make people Have to care.

This is the existence of the Blue Masters list, ranking 950th.

Not to mention one-on-one, even if the two join hands, no, even if the two two join hands, they will not rival each other.

However, although the stormy spirits were extremely powerful, the two did not retreat. First, they and Yuan Wei were more involved. Second, Yuan Wei gave them very high rewards. Therefore, even if they knew that they were not the main opponents of Stormwind, they also The scalp is coming.

Before, they actually had three people. The other person had the highest strength, but after hearing the other party’s request for the storm, he said that nothing came.

"I hope that my brother's friend is as strong as he said."

The two did not participate in the Spring Wind Pavilion, so I did not know the existence of Li Fuchen.

"Where is the strong energy, we will definitely lose this time, hope to lose a decent point!"

The opponent is the spirit of the Lord, and the two really have no confidence.

Bang!

The hall door opened and everyone looked at it.

"It is a brother."

"It seems to be Beishan brother."

"Who is the person next to Beishan brother."

There are many family members in Huangfengcheng. Not everyone has participated in the Spring Festival Club gathering. Some of them are due to some events, some are due to other gatherings. Of course, some people do not meet the requirements of the party, or they are over 100,000. Years old, or cultivated as a median spiritual god, did not reach the upper spirit.

Therefore, most of them do not know Li Fuchen.

However, a small number of people have recognized Li Fuchen.

"It is the dust of the Tianjian spirit."

"Tianjian Lingzhu, Li Fuchen?"

"You didn't attend the Spring Breeze party, you don't know the strength of the Tianjian spirit's Li Fu dust. If he is there, he may not be able to deal with the storm spirit."

"Just kidding! The stormy spirit is the ninth and fortyth existence of the spiritual master list. Can the Tianjian spirit be comparable to him?"

"So, it is your regret not to attend the Spring Festival Club gathering, so I will wait and see!"

On Yuan Wei's side, everyone talked about it. After a while, everyone basically understood the information of Li Fuchen. They looked at Li Fuchen's eyes one by one, curious and doubtful.

Yan Beishan smiled and said: "Since the Spring Festival Pavilion, people with good deeds have given you a title called Tianjian Lingzhu."

Li Fu's sword is terrible, like the Tianjian sanction. The title of Tianjian Lingzhu is quite appropriate.

Wen Yan, Li Fuchen smiled and didn't care too much.

"Who do you know who this person is and when it comes out." The gambling with Yuan Wei is Huang Shaobao, the young chief of the five-star high family, who is attending another large gathering when he meets at the Spring Festival Pavilion. So I don't know what happened at the Spring Wind Club gathering.

In fact, Yuan Wei did not attend the Spring Festival Club meeting. At the time, he and Huang Shaobao participated in the same party.

Later, after Yan Beishan introduced, he knew Li Fuchen.

"Shao Baoxiong, this person is Li Fuchen, a kendo spirit master. He made a blockbuster on the Spring Wind Pavilion party martial arts. He defeated many powerful spiritual masters. Later, he had a good person and gave him a Tianjianling. The title of the Lord."

A superior spiritual **** gathered around Huang Shaobao and introduced in detail.

"Oh! It seems to be a bit of a skill, but can he be better than a man?" Huang Shaobao glanced at the violent spirit of the closed-minded master Xu Renjie, disdain.

"How is it possible? Renjie brother is on the list of the spirits, and no opponent has ever seen it."

Everyone is very confident about the storm master Xu Renjie, Li Fuchen is strong, but as long as he has not defeated the spiritual master on the spirit list, in the eyes of everyone, it will be a low-spirited leader.

"I don't know what waves he can't afford."

Huang Shaobao picked up the glass on the table and drank it all. Then he smiled with a smug smile on his face. He said loudly to Yuan Weidao: "Dead fat, I thought you were scared to come, how, this is your helper, It looks very strong, just don't know, how many tricks will be lost."

Yuan Wei replied: "Huang Shaobao, don't be proud, wait for you to cry, your one hundred billion Chinese stone, you can be ready, don't get it."

He has great trust in Yan Beishan, so he also trusts Li Fuchen.

Since Yan Beishan said, Li Fuchen’s strength is strong enough to defeat the storm master.

Then he also believes, there is no doubt.

"You are really dead ducks, when are you, and this kind of funny jokes, but you can rest assured that one trillion yuan of Chinese stone is already ready, depending on whether you have the ability to take it, I am afraid Your friend, the so-called Tianjian Lingzhu, will lose very badly." Huang Shaobao is extremely ridiculous.

" Lose? It is impossible, don't talk nonsense, the gamble begins!" Yuan Wei sneered.

"It's quite simple, then let's get started!" Huang Shaobao also sneered.

The gambling is very simple. There are three spiritual masters on each side. Which one loses all, and which one loses.

Li Fuchen did not have the first appearance, and the storm master Xu Renjie did not have the first appearance. The first players on both sides were ordinary spirits.

The battle was fierce, and the spirits and spirits continued to be bombarded together. Fortunately, the temple was equipped with a **** array. Otherwise, the hall collapsed and turned into a fly ash.

"To lose."

Dozens of strokes in the past, Yuan Wei’s spiritual master Liu Heng was shaped like a skeleton, captured by Li Fuchen.

Sure enough, after ten moves, Liu Heng was smashed out, quite wolf.

"Wei brother, sorry, I lost."

Liu Heng looks red.

Yuan Wei didn't care: "It's okay, you can come, I am already very happy. As for winning or losing, don't care too much. I have a floating brother here."

All his hopes are pinned on Li Fuchen, and Liu Heng is losing or losing. He really doesn't care.

Wen Yan, Liu Heng looked at Li Fu dust and retreated to the side.

To be honest, he is not optimistic about Yuan Wei. This time, Yuan Wei is afraid of losing.

The second one is still not Li Fuchen. It is the helper Yuan Wei invited. He is called Mierto, and Yuan Wei said that he is a medium spirit.

This time, Yuan Wei won this place, and Miltoff defeated his opponent with only five strokes.

Then, within seventy strokes, he defeated the second spiritual master invited by Huang Shaobao.

"Yijie brother, you should be on the court." Huang Shaobao's face is a bit unsightly. He did not expect that this Miertopu strength is so strong that he actually defeated the two spirits he invited, although he still has a storm spirit here. The Lord is a great person, but the scene is not good at all.

Xu Renjie opened his eyes. "I am coming to me so soon. What are you asking?"

Xu Renjie is dissatisfied, is he sleeping comfortably?

Huang Shaobao reluctantly said: "The other party is a bit tricky, and they have defeated the two spirits I have invited. Otherwise, I will not wake you up so early."

"Well, the activity is a little bit better, I hope the opponent is not too weak, otherwise I will be very angry." Xu Renjie laughed.

He fought with people and he was always cruel and liked to torture people.

On the scene, Xu Renjie looked at Miertopu and said: "Come on, I will give you a chance. If you don't fight back within three strokes, don't dodge, and you won't show your spirit."

"You are too arrogant." Miertofer naturally does not think that he is a rival, but the other party does not fight back, do not dodge, do not show the spirit of the gods, how much strength can still be left?

I am afraid that 10% will remain.

And Mierto is very confident in his attack.

"Hurricane? You won't feel like this when you wait." Xu Renjie held his hand and stood calmly.

"Thunder God."

Miltoff raised his long knife, and the endless rules of thunder and lightning gathered on the long knife, and then slammed it to Xu Renjie.

Hey!

On the chest of Xu Renjie, Mars splashed, and Miertopu made a full effort, even his skin did not break open.

"Is this the spiritual master on the list of the spiritual masters? The powerful spiritual power, the powerful and powerful body."

Everyone is stunned.

Miertofu is a medium-spirited lord, and he can't break the skin of Xu Renjie. What kind of defense is this!

"Seven spirits, a little meaning."

Li Fuchen saw at a glance that Xu Renjie’s spiritual strength reached seven weights. In comparison, the strength of Miertoph’s spiritual power was only five-fold, and the difference was full and two, and the defense of Xu Renjie was not broken. normal.

"The heavens and the earth destroy the knife."

Mierto's face was a bit ugly, and he gave another knife.

This knife, domineering, infinite lightning fully condensed into the long knife, so that the power of this knife reached a limit.

Hey.

This time, on the chest of Xu Renjie, a white seal appeared.

"Not bad, let's take the third knife!" Xu Renjie nodded and grinned.