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Chapter 137 Dry mouth(1/2)

The rest of the people reached a consensus instantly.

In just a moment, nine people rushed forward.

Zhan Wuque moved forward slightly and took the initiative to meet him.

I saw him flowing through the crowd, his body was like a light feather, and he didn't take action.

On the contrary, those people kept attacking him frequently, and their martial arts were flying.

"You have a weak step, an unstable chassis, and a lack of coordination. You can stand on the plum blossom stake and persist for three months"!

After saying that, Zhan Wuque slapped a man to the ground with one hand.

"You are not round and free enough in your martial arts, and you can use a small amount of extra circle under your belly."

"Get out of here, don't be too long-winded"! Someone roared.

"You have taken too much action and were so confused that you can't make a breakthrough for a long time. You need to be clear about your heart"!

"Looking for death, seeing the move"! One person rushed to Zhan Wuque's face.

...

Zhan Wuque kept speaking, and every time he said something, he would be shot to the ground by him.

"hateful"!

They were so angry that they screamed, but they were no match for Zhan Wuque at all.

"Murong Xiaoxiao, you are the strongest, avenge us quickly"!

In the blink of an eye, only the girl was left standing safely in the field.

"asshole"!

The girl's breasts kept rising and falling because of anger.

Her jade hands turned red and slapped Zhan Wuque.

Zhan Wuque retreated slightly to avoid this attack.

"The martial arts are good, the martial arts are strong, and everything will be reversed if it is extreme. I advise you..."

"Shut up"!

Murong Xiaoxiao was unhappy and scolded Zhan Wuque angrily.

Then she turned around and showed a beautiful round-rotation kick.

Zhan Wuque stretched out his hand and held his feet naked. With a sudden push, Murong Xiaoxiao fell to the ground.

"Big chest without brain"!

Zhan Wuque said lightly, ignoring the latter's murderous eyes, turning around and leaving.

"Accept someone's promise, complete all the things that are loyal to others, say goodbye"!

Everyone stood up with support from each other, their faces still looked angry.

"Mad, this kid is here to make trouble"!

"We must have exposed the trick and became angry"!

"No matter how powerful it is, isn't it still a martial artist? Wait for the teacher to give you some advice, your cultivation will definitely increase greatly. Then we will settle the score with this guy."

"Yes, I'm afraid that after we break through to the Great Martial Arts, this kid is still a small martial artsman, haha!"

Murong Xiaoxiao ignored other people's comments and stood up slowly, with a very bad look on her face.

"Xiaoxiao, are you okay?"

A burly boy came over to care and said, and there was a pitch-black fist mark on his eyes.

Murong Xiaoxiao shook her head slowly.

Zhan Wuque had no effort at all, they all suffered only some skin injuries.

"I don't know where this damn boy came out. When I mobilize my family's forces to dig three feet into the ground, I will find it for him."

Everyone was talking and couldn't swallow this.

They are all children of powerful people, and some of them are even royal relatives, and they are related to Jiang and Su.

Now he was inexplicably pressed on the ground and beaten up!

"Calculate the time, the teacher is almost here, tidy up the clothes."

They quickly got busy and looked at the door.

A stick of incense has passed...

Half an hour passed...

An hour passed...

Everyone looked at each other.

Teacher, why don’t you come?

"Da da da da"!

A burst of footsteps came through the door.

Here comes!

They were very excited.

But the person who came was not the teacher they had been waiting for for a long time, but Jiang Su.

"Brother Jiang"!

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince"!

A group of people gathered up.

"It's too late to delay something on the road. Why, the teacher didn't come?"

Jiang Su looked puzzled.

It's impossible. It's time. Logically, the teacher should have arrived early.

Maybe it was like me that I had delayed some time on the road.

Jiang Su guessed in his heart.

"Why do you think you are all injured? You just had a conversation?"

Everyone was a little embarrassed when they heard this. They were not injured by the sect, but were obviously injured by Zhan Wuque.

But who is so embarrassed to say this?

For a moment, they all chose to remain silent.

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince, is that teacher really that amazing?"

"That's right, who is the master?"

"A master of the big inside? Or the older generation of the martial king's strong man"?

They were very curious and anxious as if they were scratched by cats.

His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince has such a high identity and vision, but he is convinced and respectful to that person.

I guess that person is absolutely extraordinary!

Jiang Su showed a smile on his lips and a breath emitting from his body.

"The peak of the martial arts master is wrong, it's only half a step away from the great martial arts master"!

They exclaimed in surprise. How long has it been since Jiang Su's strength actually improved again!

"What's this?"

Jiang Su smiled mysteriously, "Show you the real good things."

As he said that, he came to an empty place.

"drink"!

He played a martial art.

The power is great, the most important thing is that there are vague phantoms emerging in the air.

"Martial arts transform"!

"It turned out to be a martial arts transformation"!

"My God! How is that possible! Isn't that a legend?"

Everyone was crazy, and even Murong Xiaoxiao was dry-mouthed.

"This is not a complete transformation of martial arts, but I am sure that I can master it within half a month"!

Jiang Su had a smile on his face, "And this is all thanks to the teacher's guidance"!
To be continued...
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