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Chapter 49(1/2)

The three-pupil sky fox claws slapped, and the speed was very fast. The shadow of the fox claws vaguely saw in the sky.

Boom! Impartial.

The three-pupil Tianfu slapped the claw directly on the body of King Yu of Tianwu Palace.

"Hehe! How does the little girl's paws taste?"

The three-pupil Tianhu laughed.

Looking at the ground, several large pits of square radius appeared.

There was still smoke in the pit, and the earthy atmosphere was everywhere. For a while, I couldn't see clearly the scene in the pit.

The mark of the beast king of the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox, the Heavenly Shadow Claw, has not been able to exert its power. If it were in the heyday of the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox, half of the Dragon Crown would have disappeared and would have long since turned into ashes.

Someone must have attacked me just now.

The three-pupil Tianhu thought that it was the master who protected him.

Not good! “Ah! Wow!

"Wang Yu cried.

"It's just bullying people, two fight one!"

"Pooh!"

There was blood flowing from the corner of Wang Yu's mouth, spitting out the final sand and gravel.

"I want to go home!"

Wang Yu of Tianwu Palace was dressed in disheveled clothes and was covered in dust. His skin was black and white, and his hair was frantically ill. He was extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, Wang Yu was crawling out in a deep pit.

One hand grasped the edge of the deep pit, and the other hand held the giant sword of the Holy Light weighing 8,000 pounds.

The Holy Light Giant Sword is 8,000 pounds heavy, and at this time, it is more like a burden to Wang Yu.

A group of warriors came over, and the strength of this man and a fox was obvious.

The confrontation stopped! "Haha! Look at that guy, half of his butt leaked out!"

"You climbed out so arrogant just now!"

"Young Master Murong Chen on Earth, Ignore you. You have to challenge me. You see! You will suffer the consequences!"

"This Murong Chen is too strong. No, I want to join the Xuantian Sword Sect!"

"Wait for me, I'll go too!"

"I'll go too!"

Several martial arts cultivators said one after another.

Just as Wang Yu from Tianwu Palace was climbing outside the deep pit desperately, a disciple from Tianwu Palace came to the deep pit.

"Elder, this person in the deep pit in front of him looks a little familiar!"

An elder of Tianwu Palace stared at Wang Yu in the deep pit, looked for a long time, and exclaimed: "Wang...Wang Yu, Prince Wang!"

Wang Yu raised his head, squinted his eyes, and recognized the person in front of him from the gap in the corner of his eyes. He was the elder of Tianwu Palace.

"Save me! Elder! I...I'm almost out of reach!"

Wang Yu was extremely regretful, hating that he shouldn't provoke Murong Chen and that little red fox shouldn't provoke.

"Young Master Wang!"

"Young Master!"

The disciples of Tianwu Palace were frightened.

Wang Yu had just returned from the Han family, the first big family in Heiyue City, and had been practicing martial arts for five years.

This time I came back, I participated in this Dragon Falling Competition. Why did I look like I am now before the competition started?

The people of Tianwu Palace had to waste a lot of effort before pulling out Wang Yu, who was disheveled and embarrassed, out of the pit.

“What does it taste like?”

"What does it smell? Why is it so smelly!"

"It's so stinking, so irritating!"

Among the disciples of Tianwu Palace, many of them covered their noses and cursed.

"That turtle bastard, I've eaten too much, and I've been pooping in my pants!"

The elders of Tianwu Palace cursed at the disciples.

The disciples of Tianwu Palace all lowered their heads silently.

"ah!"

The elder of Tianwu Palace blushed, "I'm sorry, Young Master Wang! I don't know..." It turned out that Wang Yu was slapped by the claws of the three-puppy Heavenly Fox, although he was fine.

The three-pupil Heavenly Fox's claw is very powerful.

He pissed Wang Yu's pants directly and took out the shit.

This was the smell of fishy smell.

"Elder, I'm going home!"

Wang Yu cried bitterly, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

The six disciples of Tianwu Palace carried Wang Yu's giant sword of holy light, and several other disciples carried Wang Yu and left staggeringly.

Looking at the terrifying pit on the ground, the elder of Tianwu Palace glanced at the three-pupil Tianhu and did not dare to take action.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

In the distance, a young man in black was intent on killing.

The Nine Yin Cold Ice Palm and Murong Chen's Fierce Fist collided with each other.

Murong Chen's punch did not gain the upper hand, it was just a draw.

Resolved the crisis of the Three-Pupil Heavenly Fox.

Murong Chen swayed and stepped back three steps before he gained a foothold.

The man in black robe was as motionless as a mountain, with a feminine expression and suddenly looked like a woman.

Lu Yihan looked as motionless as a mountain, but in fact he was greatly hurt by Murong Chen's fist blade.

Just endured it.

Lu Yihan could see that Murong Chen's strength was far more than that.

Lu Yihan smiled slightly and said sissyly: "Murong Chen! Okay, you have two more tricks, much better than that Wang Yu!"

Because of practicing martial arts, Nine Yin Han Ice Palm, Lu Yihan's face was feminine. Without the strength of a man, he had more feminine and charm.

The three-pupil Tianhu came to Murong Chen with a whizz, "Master, this guy who is neither a man nor a woman is not simple! Be careful!"

Murong Chen took a few steps forward, but did not care about Lu Yihan.

If Lu Yihan wanted to kill him, he would have taken action long ago and would never wait for the Santong Tianhu to help him.

What's more, Lu Yihan's palm was obviously to save Wang Yu, and he did not exert all his strength.

It was precisely because of Lu Yihan's sneak attack that the three-pupil Tianfu was distracted, and the power of Tianying Fox Claws was much smaller, otherwise Wang Yu might have become a meat paste.

"You are Lu Yihan from Cangxu Academy!"

Murong Chen's face was as calm as water, and he said in a bland manner.

"You are the useless young master of the Murong family, Murong Chen!"

Lu Yihan smiled coldly, his eyes were very blurred, and he felt disgusted when he saw the three-pupil Tianhu.

“It seems that people are all rumored to be fake?

How could your martial arts cultivation and strength be a waste?

!”

Lu Yihan said softly and yinly.

"Lu Yihan, tomorrow is the first day of the Dragon City competition. You and I are the opponents in the first round of competition, so I won't kill you!"

Murong Chen smiled slightly.

Lu Yihan made a delicate gesture of orchid finger with one hand, "Oh! The martial arts cultivation is garbage in the middle stage of the seventh level of the Agile Realm. If you want to kill me, Murong Chen, you don't have the qualifications to fight me!"

"It's so disgusting! That guy who is neither male nor female!"

The three-pupil Tianhu couldn't stand it anymore. Lu Yihan thought of a woman.

Murong Chen had thought that he would just kill these people who could not match him and the Xuantian Sword Sect during the Dragon Climbing Competition. He wanted to become the number one in the Dragon Climbing Competition and to make Xuantian Sword Sect famous for the Dragon Climbing Competition.

It is precisely because of this that Murong Chen did not kill Li Yuanba and Chen Feng that day.
To be continued...
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