Then Szeto Rui pointed to the woman next to him. The woman was much taller than Zhu Miaoxue. She was wearing a green robe. She had a very good figure and slender legs. A green belt showed the thin waist. Two green ribbons were attached to her long hair, which made her more beautiful. But give a person a kind of cold feeling, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Fang Lin one eye, no longer pay attention to. This is Jiyue Ballad, the descendant of Cangyue God, who is the fourth saint. Then there was a tall and straight young man, about the same height as Fang Lin, more than 1.8 meters, wearing a white crown, clothes like snow, sword eyebrows, straight nose, dark eyes some sharp, waist wearing a long sword, completely like a handsome swordsman. This is Kong Ya, the second saint, the descendant of the wind God. Finally, there was a man in a red robe, who was somewhat enthusiastic and introduced himself: "My name is Zhu Lingqi, a descendant of the God of Fire." Fang Lin said hello to them one by one, several people seem to know each other, but do not like each other very much, but Zhu Lingqi, a lot of enthusiasm, immediately chatted with Fang Lin, the other three are standing quietly, seems to be waiting for something. Szeto Rui was originally a small magic star, although now changed, but several other people do not know how much he changed,sodium cyanide price, but also ignore him, Fang Lin felt more and more embarrassed, completely feel very distant. Fang Lin and everyone said hello, the rest of the people are better, Ji Yueyao just nodded, did not even say a word. At this time, the wooden door was pushed open again, into a black-robed man, black-robed man has some old, hair,gold cil machine, mixed with root black hair, you know, people who practice martial arts are not so fast old. The black-robed man looked very thin. Szeto Rui whispered to Fang Lin, "This is the leader of the Hall of Light. All the leaders of the Hall of Light have only one name, and that is Guangming. His seniority is even higher than my father's." Fang Lin immediately respect, the seniority is even higher than the Pope, that is to say, this is absolutely the patriarch of the Holy Church. Guangming opened his mouth and said, "The six saints are all here. This hadith is different from the past. It is not a hadith in the past. This time, it is the real hadith!" Fang Lin listened carefully, and all this was the point. Do you know why you want the Hadith? Because now the situation is not simple, a thousand years ago, genius, a thousand years later now, the same genius countless. Whether it is the Great Yu Empire, or the major sects, or even the major religions subordinate to the Holy Religion, there are countless geniuses. This is the most glorious age. Fang Lin is frightened, but he has a system task in the body, so many geniuses, gold shaking table ,gold CIP machine, his pressure is heavy again. The old man went on to say, "There are many geniuses. This is a threat to the Holy Religion. The Holy Religion has always been in the first place. Similarly, as the most talented people in the Holy Religion, you should represent the Holy Religion and overwhelm all the so-called geniuses. Forty-five days later, the Dayu Dynasty will hold a fighting meeting to invite all the geniuses to fight!" That is to say, this hadith is a special training before the competition. Fang Lin is frightened, but he basically does not need it. As long as he draws a lottery, he can practice the skill to a great success. There is no need for any special training. The old man of light then opened his mouth and said, "The first scene of the hadith is that the six of you join hands to deal with me. As long as you can hold on to a wick of incense, you can start the next training. If you can't hold on, then you will always fight with me!" The breath of the old man of light is released, and the strength of the peak of the congenital later period gives everyone a burst of oppression. Pangdun's voice came and said, "That Kong Ya is the oldest. He is already twenty years old. His strength is congenital. The rest are seventeen or eighteen years old. His strength is the day after tomorrow. Of course, Szeto Rui is only in the middle stage." Fang Lin was frightened, even if there were six people, they would not be rivals at all, not to mention that they were not familiar with each other at all, and they did not seem to like each other very much, and they would lose. Kong Ya took the lead and pulled out his sword. He turned over and stabbed the old man directly. Fang Lin knew that everyone had to work together. Everyone knew this. They pulled out their weapons one after another, and coincidentally, all of them used their swords! As soon as Zhan Lu of Fanglin pulled it out, the old man of Guangming opened his mouth and said, "a peerless sword!" Fang Lin was frightened, and Chunyang swordsmanship was used immediately. The crowd hit the old man from different directions. With a wave of his sleeve, the old man directly overturned Szeto Rui. In the middle of the day after tomorrow, Szeto Rui was directly thrown away. Kong Ya shouted loudly, and the innate sword gas immediately broke out, "the wind swept away the clouds!" The unique learning of Fengshen, the first form of Fengshen swordsmanship! The rest of them also made a move. All kinds of moves, are out of place, Fang Lin helpless, their own strength gap is so big, will be defeated. But Fang Lin also wants to fight, see the strength of the Lord of the Holy Church, congenital later, Fang Lin is excited to think about. The first form of Chunyang Swordsmanship, Ziqi Donglai! The old man actually used his bare hands to defuse all the attacks. Kong Ya seemed to have a strong fighting ability. He turned over and came to the side to attack. Several sword lights were released. The strength of the congenital early stage was comparable to the peak of the congenital early stage. It was stronger than Fang Lin. Fang Lin Chunyang sword gas, everyone is a little shocked, just that sword, is absolutely swordsmanship practice to the realm of Dacheng, and the strength of the Taoist priest is the day after tomorrow, but the fighting capacity is faintly better than Kong Ya! Bright old man laughed, he also saw the strength of Fang Lin, body flash, backhand palm, Fang Lin was stunned. There are no earth-shaking moves, every move is very common, there is no powerful attack of oppression, but any action, seems to be hidden mystery, casually, will stun everyone. The bright old man smiled and said, "These are all good seedlings." He took a look at Fang Lin, "holding the sword, swordsmanship, seventeen years old, strength to achieve the day after tomorrow, combat effectiveness comparable to congenital, peerless evil!" If the Pope had heard this comment, he would have been absolutely frightened. The old man is not as strong as the Dharma Protector and the Pope, but his teaching ability is absolutely first-class, whether it is the Dharma Protector or the Pope, really count up,small gold wash plant, in fact, are his disciples! Chapter seventy-three mutual understanding, only war! [Qi · Shu · Wang] Updated: 2012-8-2016: 59:27 Words in this chapter: 3903. ore-magnetic-mining.com