The Immortal Emperor Returns - Chapter 357

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The light is dazzling and brilliant.

Jinghong Qiao's face turned pale, Ao Huang hit, 100 Chu Xun could not stop.

And Chu Xun, seeing that Jin Mang cut off, did not anger but smiled, a fox-like thief smile appeared on his face, without moving.

laugh!

Jin Mang didn't land, didn't cut him, but stuck in front of him.

The golden light was too bright and gorgeous, Chu Xun narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

It was a gold knife, three feet long, with a wide palm, a dragon-shaped handle, and a golden light of the knife body, faintly beastly.

Chu Xun laughed, pulled his knife in his hand, and after the trigger, the beasts roared, and the purple and gold swords surrounded him, and turned around and split.

Roar!

Daomang burst into a shot, with a fierce beast rushing into it, shaped like a tiger, with steel needle-like hair all over his body, a human face, a tiger's foot, a few meters in length, and a wide mouth with fangs, very vicious.

Chu Xun's eyes are straight, this beast is Tao (Wu), one of the four fierce beasts in the legend. Such fierce beasts have never even been repaired to the continent.

boom!

The daomang split into a mountain peak, the daomang passed through, and the mountain peak was divided into two. The shadow of Howling snarled and exploded, blasting the mountain completely.

Chu Xun was stunned, eyes straight.

"The legend is true, is there such a thing?" Chu Xun has been treating these beasts like 狻猊, 狻猊, 梼 杌 as legends.

"This knife is named against the scale. It was cast by my father. It can be used to cut off evil spirits." Ao Huang quietly opened his eyes with nostalgia, and said, "This knife is an adult gift from my father, and I Shameless, the name of the inverse scale, used this knife to kill and kill the puppet, seal its soul. "

Chu Xun is silent, the inverse scale-the dragon's inverse scale, will die if touched.

He never expected that this knife was cast by the first generation of Zulong.

Chu Xun stepped forward, raised his hands against the inverse scale, and said seriously: "I can't take this knife."

Ao Huang shook his head gently and looked at Chu Xun: "Take it away! The father gave me a sword, which is meant to protect the world. Now, you need it even more. I ca n’t use it anymore, I just keep it Think about it. This knife is suitable for your current practice. It will be weaker than Yuan Infancy. "

Chu Xun thought about it, nodding his head slightly, and put up the inverse scale.

"What grade is inverse scale?" Chu Xun asked.

Ao Huang looked at him, "The grade is not important. If you are strong, it is a holy weapon. If you are weak, he is an ordinary knife. Just like I want to kill you, even if you are holding an artifact, I can flick. "

"Get off!" Chu Xun was sullen, this old guy is really a generation king. If the rank was really not that important, Orlo wouldn't be helpless with the magic lamp.

In fact, he understood what Ao Huang meant. Xiuwei is the foundation of a person's strength, and weapons are only foreign objects.

boom!

Suddenly, Chu Xun was kicked out and kicked out, and he fell into a daze.

Jing Hongqiao's face was frosty.

Chu Xun laughed, and got up and ran down with his eyebrows, and said, "This is not to blame me. It's all old Ao. It's like a miser, I don't know how many good things I hide. You also know that I'm working hard outside, just want We need weapon defense. "

Ao Huang stared, very unhappy, saying like several Jiazhen: "I'm a miser? You bear the ancestral keel, bathe the dragon's blood, and the secret of Xilong's and Feng's not telling. Who gave these to you?"

"Qinglong Jiuzhuanju, I will." Chu Xun weakly refuted.

"You wolf-eyed wolf." Ao Huang was very angry. He turned to Jinghong and said, "Good disciple, you rest first, I will teach him for you."

"Lao Ao, what do you want to do?" Chu Xun turned around and ran, he knew that the old guy wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to pack himself.

"Want to leave?" Ao Huang disdaind and raised his hand to suppress Chu Xun.

"Lao Ao, you let go of me and have the ability to fight in the same ranks, relying on Xiu to bully me." Chu Xun shouted.

Ao Huang ignored him at all, remembering that he rescued Chu Xun for the first time. He suppressed Xiu to fight with Chu Xun at the same level, but Chu Xun was overcast.

Ao Huang stepped forward and kicked Chu Xun to his feet.

"Lao Ao, you old thief, I fight with you, Master." Chu Xun screamed and watched as he hit the cliff, then slipped softly.

His practice was sealed by Ao Huang. If he wasn't in charge of the ancestral keel, he could break his muscles.

"Small boy, teach you today, what is respect for the elderly." Ao Huang walked over and raised his big hand.

Snapped!

The crisp voice echoed in the valley, long and gentle.

Chu Xun's face was instantly bloodshot, red like a monkey's ass, and shaking with shame. Ao Huang, the old guy, even spanked him.

"Lao Ao, you bastard." Chu Xun scolded angrily, and was spanked in front of Jinghong's face. He really wanted to get into the stone and leave, too shameful.

Snapped!

Ao Huang waved and gave him another slap, Chu Xun screamed in pain.

"Lao Ao, you ... you asshole."

Papa ...!

Crisp and loud intertwined applause into a symphony of twists and turns.

"Lao Ao, you old worm, Xiao Ye is indifferent to you ..." Chu Xun cried, the key is too painful.

"Boy, it looks like your mouth is hard, or my palm is hard." Ao Huang was not soft at all, and he whispered, "I've wanted to beat your boy for a long time, and Kengmeng has cheated on me."

"Is you too shy, a miser ... ah ..." Chu Xun screamed.

"The mouth is stiff enough to continue ... pap ..."

"You take my woman as an apprentice, shouldn't it be a gift to meet?" Chu Xun retorted.

"Whatever you say today? I'll beat you up." Ao Huangyu rounded and slammed hard.

Jinghong in the distance, seeing this scene, still frost on his face, but a shallow smile appeared under his eyes.

...

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"Oh ..."

In front of the stone table, Chu Xun's buttocks just got on the stone bench and jumped up like he was beaten by electricity.

Ao Huang has unraveled his practice, but it is strange that the old guy did not know what method was used, and the wound on the buttock was always difficult to heal.

"Don't worry, it will heal automatically after three days."

"Three days?" Chu Xun's face turned black.

Ao Huang bowed his head.

Chu Xun wanted to cry without tears. "I have lived here for the past three days."

If you go back and be seen by a few people in Yan Wushuang, you must not laugh off your big teeth.

Ao Huang was ruthless and refused directly.

"You beat me like this, and you won't let me heal my wounds before I leave. Are you still human?" Chu Xunang said.

"No." Ao Huang answered very simply.

"You ..." Chu Xun felt that he was hurting internally, but he couldn't beat. Wait, when my master is higher than you, see if I do n’t swell your butt, he is vilified in his heart.

"Hurry up, I don't have any good things here to make you hang anymore." Ao Huang rushed directly.

Chu Xun was so annoyed that he said, "Little Master will not leave."

"Ah ... Ao Huang, your uncle ... bang ..."

Chu Xun's painful tears came out, and looked around at no one, and stood up quickly. What a shame he was, he was thrown out.

"Ao Huang, you old worm, let me tell my woman a few words, tell me something." Chu Xun shouted.

Bang!

Dark clouds rolled over Chu Xun's head, and the lightning flashed.

"you are vicious……"

Chu Xun hugged his head and rattled, a thunderbolt fell, and a large pit blew up beside him.

"Old earthworm, you wait, I'm with you, old **** ..."

Chu Xun ran out of the attack range, and could not care about manners.

"Ah ... I have lost my face." Chu Xun walked back down.

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Yanlong Palace, Chu Xun limped into the door, although trying to pretend to be okay, but useless.

"Brother Chu Xun, how did you get hurt?" Tang Rou has been at the door, waiting for Chu Xun to come back, and he can't help but exclaim when he limps.

"Shh ..." Chu Xun quickly signaled her snoring.

"What's wrong? Who was injured?" Yan Wushuang ran over.

Chu Xun's face was all black. Does this product have downwind ears?

Yan Wushuang looked at Chu Xun, then looked at Tang Rou, and said, "Who was injured?"

Chu Xun couldn't move, he couldn't see it.

"What are you talking about? Is it tickling? No one is hurt." Chu Xun turned black, angrily: "Are you busy? Why not practice?"

Yan Wushuang is really a little embarrassed. He is still wearing a panda's eyes, and is still injured by Chu Xun.

"Okay, I'm going to practice." Yan Wushuang turned and slipped away.

Chu Xun was relieved.

"Brother Chu Xun, I'll help you." Tang Rou stepped forward to help Chu Xun.

Before they walked a few steps, they stopped Yan Wushuang's exaggerated voice throughout Yanlong Palace.

"Oh my **** ... how did you get hurt? Yan Chong, thunderstorm, come, your governor is hurt."

Chu Xun's body stiffened, his entire face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, and he turned and glared at Yan Wushuang, "You shut up for me."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Yan Chong and others rushing in.

The thunderstorm sighed all the way: "Fuji, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you?"

Chu Xun's face could not be blacker, and stared at Yan Wushuang, this bastard.

Yan Wushuang laughed with a thief on his face and pretended to be concerned, "Hurry him in and see what hurts?"

Chu Xun gritted his teeth and wished that Yan Wushuang could be turned into a pig's head. With a narrow throat, the entire Yanlong Palace knew it.

"Thunderstorm, come and take your hands and help in." Yan Wushuang stepped forward to help Chu Xun, and his dead hand patted on Chu Xun's ass.

"Ah ..." Chu Xun couldn't help crying out, it hurt so much.

"Wow ... is the **** hurt? It's so swollen ..." Yan Wushuang yelled.

So swollen?

Everyone looked weird, staring at Chu Xun's ass.

Chu Xun was indignant.

At this time, many disciples of Yanlong Palace probed their brains in the distance, sneaking peeping.

Chu Xun had a fever on his face, and wanted to cry without tears, greeting Ao Huang and Yan Wushuang hundreds of times. The fame of I was destroyed in the hands of the two.

"What do you want to see? Get out and practice." Chu Xun roared, scaring the peeping disciples into birds and beasts.

A group of people came to the main hall of Yanlong Palace.

"Master, what happened?" Thunderstorm asked. Someone actually swollen Chu Xun's buttocks. How high this man's cultivation is definitely an enemy.

"Thunderstorm, you are so ignorant, let Chu Xun sit down and talk slowly." Yan Wushuang diligently helped Chu Xun move the chair.

Chu Xun glared at him, his teeth creaked, this **** was deliberate, and he was allowed to sit knowing that his buttock was hurt.