This word is like the declaration of death, if it is often heard, I am afraid that I will be scared and stunned.

But the secret old man is different.

In the end, he was only an organ, although he had thoughts, but not much.

"Beat me, and you'll get everything."The old man said hoarsely.

And the voice fell, Qin Feng's two hands have been turned into a hand knife, hard cut down.

What a chore!

The noise again.

The old man’s arms were broken.

“Isn’t that what I won?”Qin Feng said without expression: "Do you really want me to unload you eight pieces before I ask me to win?"

The old man did not speak, but he opened his mouth, wanted to spit out something to attack Qin Feng, Qin Feng's eyes were cold, and finally he no longer scrupulously, and there was no softness and kindness in his hands, and he straight out of a breath and pierced the old man's mouth.

“Oh, not...”

Everything in the mouth of the old man suddenly broke down and disappeared without a trace.

And with this momentum running through, the old man trembled a few times, and finally did not resist, struggling.

“Is it over?”

Qin Feng stood up and looked at the dead and quiet organ in front of him.

At this time, the organs can no longer defeat Qin Feng.

In fact, when Qin Feng put all his strength on himself, the result of this trial is already determined.

But at this time...

Twist!

A green light suddenly burst out of the old man.

Then I saw that the old man who had just been motionless appeared again.

His body trembled, as if he had just passed the electric battery, and then the man suddenly dispersed the strength that ran through his body and suddenly stood up.

“Huh?”

Qin Feng's face was slightly faint, and immediately raised his fist, ready to attack the old man again.

But at this moment, the old man whispered out: "Mart Qin Feng, congratulations you have completed this final test, you will get the remaining treasure and inheritance, please cherish it!" 」

The voice fell, the old man's chest directly spewed a gorgeous green light, green light hit the empty sky in front of him, and then directly formed a more than two meters high green light door.

Inside the light door, it is vaguely visible that a large number of shelves are neatly discharged.

Qin Feng stared at the light door, and people were some surreptitious.

What it is, he knows best.

He knew he succeeded.

This hidden door of the world is now finally present in front of his eyes.

“Qin Feng, come on in.”The old man swept his eyes, and lowered his voice.

Qin Feng trembled slightly, and he regained it, and the man gently bowed his head, then took a step and walked to the door.

And in the moment he did not enter the door, a great power of God, like the warm winter sun, shone on the body of Qin Feng.

At that moment, Qin Feng had a new feeling...

...

...

Wudu.

The Flower House.

A man in a long black-haired shawl hurried into the mansion with a sword.

At this moment, in a courtyard in the mansion, a man wearing a yellow shirt was standing on a small bridge, looking faintly at the frolicking appearance of the fish downstream of the bridge.

Full of garden flowers, cheerful swimming fish, set this into a quiet and elegant beauty.

But as the man in black stepped in, the sense of harmony in all this was suddenly broken.

“See the adults.”

Just look at the black man a few steps forward, one knee down to play a low drink.

The yellow-cedar man's sword frowned slightly, the pale face gently moved, swept his eyes, and said lightly: "Slow, don't disturb these fish!"

“Yes,” the black man whispered.

The yellow shirt man's sword frowned deeper, then shook his head helplessly, and put the fish food in his hand into the pool water a little, and said without expression: "Say, what is there?"

"The news came from the palace that the ride had died in the challenge of the world, and the master Wushen accepted the mother and daughter of Xia Ruolan as an apprentice, and she would accept the teaching of Wushen on time every month, and listen to the guidance of Wushen, she will take over the son and become the martial god's messenger!"The black man saluted.

This fell, and the man's hand, who was doing the feeding movement, suddenly froze in place.

He fell into silence.

After half-sounding, the talent slightly looked up, and the indifferently swept the eyes of the black man, and said in a deep voice, “What do you say?The femininity... is dead?”

“Yes,” the man in black was busy.

The man's eyes were shaking, his face was a little unnatural, so he continued to look about ten, he threw all the fish food in his hand into the pond, and smiled and said, "Oh, I really didn't expect this Wu Longhua to die in that kind of place, it's really affixing people, so that we can save ourselves against him, very good!"Very good!Oh huh huh . .

"The adult talent is too much stronger than that Wulonghua, the strength and origin are not comparable to him, but he has become the darling in the eyes of the martial god, and even designated as a designated heir, almost like the prince, which makes me how willing to wait?"Now this person is dead, and most of this "Prince" position is in the hands of adults, and your time to rise is up!"The man in black held his fist and said with a little emotion.

“The prince?You think too much!If the Wu God wants to designate me as a designated heir, then what is the Mahayrinth that dares to be in front of me?I was just being jealous of God!He knows that my ambition has always been huge, and he is worried that I will take his place, but he will not be able to help him keep his family business and let him cultivate safely, but secretly develop, which is not good for him!His heirs are only a spokesman in his opinion, and I am obviously not qualified for this position, so let alone the death of the multiplication, even if six of the seven martial gods are dead, I will not become the true successor of Wushen!"The yellow-shirted man laughed.

When this fell, the man in black breathed slightly, and slung and held his fist in a low voice: "If so... then, why should we deal with the ride over the years?"

“Afstaousness to the ride?That’s just to weaken the power around God!”The man sneered, his eyes rippled with a ferocity and spicy: "The strength of the seven great martial gods is extremely terrible, and in time, they will become a giant under the guidance of Wushen, which is not conducive to my future plans, so we must remove it now!"

The man in black listened, his heart beating madly, but he buried his head for a point and did not dare to speak.

He knew that Wu God said that this man was ambitious... but not a guess!

This man’s ambition is really big enough.

“What happened to that narliland?”At this time, the yellow-shirted man asked again.

“It’s been passed on!”

The black man was busy.

“Have you been inherited?”

"Yes... it is said that it has received a part of the inheritance of the gods of the military, and the future is unlimited, and at the request of the Xi family, Wushen made an exception to collect it as an apprentice!"Black humane.

“This is not too ambitious for your family!”The yellow shirt man smiled coldly and shook his head: "Now in the seven great martial gods, the Xi family occupies two places, their status and strength, how terrible, I am afraid that they will replace the Suiko, in Wudu become the most vocal people under the martial gods!"In this way, it can be bad for my flower house... in addition, the inheritance of the god of martial arts in this day... what is going on?”

"This little man doesn't know, it seems to be the secret of the land..."

"Is it? ... that Xi Ruolan's luck is also extraordinary, this inheritance, I am afraid that Xi Qinhua will also have to enjoy a point..."

"The current Wudu is indeed not peaceful, I heard that the anti-threat, everyone is at risk, but this Xi family is the most peaceful!" 」

“How can the family be so strong and peaceful?They are not afraid of those enemies, but now they are beginning to guard against the gods!The nature is different!”

“My Lord, what are we going to do now?”

“Give me a gift, I’m going to my house, and I’ll congratulate them!”The yellow-shirted man stared at the fish downstream of the bridge and said lightly.

“Yes.”

The man in black held his fist and then turned and ran away.

The yellow-shirted man squinted, stared at the swimming fish under the bridge for a while, and the palms were slightly raised, and then put them down.

But the fish under the pond has disappeared, replaced by a beach of terrible blood.

“The ride is dead, now it’s my turn, isn’t it?”