Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"If you have not been hurt by this blow, we will forgive your offense."

One punch, face to face, seems ordinary, but in fact its potential is like an endless mountain, pushing flat and crushing all sides.

It is inevitable and unstoppable!

destroy everything.

"Ah!" He Jun roared, his body muscles stretched like steel, his dark blue blood vessels bulged like a bug, his face was ferocious like a devil from hell, his hands were raised high, and he staggered in front of him .

The bright sound of the moon hit the sun, stirring up endless sound waves in the void, rolling and reverberating!

He Jun opened his mouth and spit out a pool of blood. The pool of blood has not yet fallen down, but it has been shaken into a cloud of blood by its power. His body was like a stone that fell from a mountain. It exploded everywhere in the air, and blood gushed out like arrows.

Falling to the ground, the body will be plowed open by the anger of the earth, causing shock to the monks around, immediately causing panic, and the crowd rushed back one after another.

A young monk seemed to dodge and blocked He Jun's front, so in front of all the monks, he cast a sympathetic look at him, the man suddenly sighed, shook his head and shook his sleeves. A gentle force, but enough to bind the stars, He Jun stopped in front of him, lowered his head, his bright eyes shone with a clear light, looking at his miserable expression.

He Jun coughed badly, blood splattered everywhere, struggled to kneel on one knee, fell to the ground, and tremblingly said: "Your Excellency, he is incompetent, let you be fooled!"

This scene, suddenly, after a short period of dead silence, suddenly caused the surrounding monks to let out a reversed cold breath. He Jun's strength has already broken the three-step limit, which can be said to be a taboo. You can ask him to kowtow to apologize, and say that my lord, of course only the taboo repair that Shenlong can't finish reading!

The young monk looked to be in his early twenties, with a slender and melancholic temperament. He was wearing a blue robe to set off his slender figure. Especially a pair of clear and bright eyes, which are particularly eye-catching. The first thing you see is impermanence, but if you look at the second eye, you will find that it is as bright as a star, and people can't look directly at it.

"I told you earlier that if you don't touch the taboo, you won't succeed in becoming an ethos in the end. You guys learned a lesson today too," the young man said simply, then lifted his head and smiled. "I don't know what to call my friends' autumn leaves."

A white-bearded monk's eyes widened in disbelief. Ye Qiugu! She is Ye Qiuputrick who disappeared years ago! "Hee spoke with undisguised fear in his voice.

"Why, it's Ye Qiu, the founder of the Blood God Sect. Didn't he fall down?"

"I got a secret bamboo slip once by chance, which has the influence of my ancestor Ye Qiu. There is no doubt that the person in front of me...he looks much younger!" A monk looked shocked .

"It is said that the teachings of the blood god are bloody and ruthless. In order to seize the life force of a creature, sucking its blood can make oneself immortal... Not only did Patriarch Ye Qiu not fall down, but now he looks very young, So he has to train to make huge progress!"

"Thirty thousand years ago, this was the top of the three-step ladder. Now, breaking that situation is a taboo."

"This monk is in big trouble!"

Talking about the surprises around, Ye Qiushui still had a gentle smile on his face. But his smile was gentle and constant, as if carved into his face, and made his hair stand on end.

Mo Yu was a little silent, and said flatly: "Don't be in the rain" The tone is flat, without the slightest surprise. ..