The strongest cheating student

Chapter 256

Now that they are all back, then Han Wudao and others set off to find the so-called fruit of enlightenment, to find the power of heaven and earth, the mysterious power that can be learned without learning.

The next moment, they appeared in another barren land, but Han Wudao and others did not expect to find an adventurous team in this kind of place.

There are five of them, three men and two women, wearing some ancient clothes, presumably they should be from a certain sect; as for their strength, only one is very strong, really strong, placed Among human beings, he is a top master, the eighth level of martial arts.

An elder and four young people, I don't know whether to bring them here to practice, or to look for something.

"Who are you, and how did you appear in the land of Jiutou Peng?" Before Han Wudao asked them, one of the elders asked, thinking in his heart: "What kind of people are they? They are so powerful. When will the younger generation have martial arts?" Holy?"

In the eyes of the other party, most of the strong men above the Martial Saint level are old men, and there are no young people, so they really want to know where and who are these young people from?

"It's none of your business who we are. Could it be that we have to report to you when we pass by?" Yi Ling scolded them coldly.

"Woman, do you know who we are? Are you courting death if you dare to speak to us like this?" Behind the old man, a young man pointed at Yi Ling, a mature and beautiful woman, and cursed.

That's what he said, but his eyes were fixed on the beauties floating in the air, on the extremely tall and huge pair of Xiayu and the others' chests, and it was inevitable that he would have some nasty thoughts in his heart .

In addition to this point, the two young men below looked up and saw the beautiful scenery inside the skirts of Zilan and the others floating in the air. It doesn't work either.

If they were flying in the air, maybe they wouldn't see anything, but they all stopped, and they still floated less than 20 meters in front of them, more than ten meters high; if they are as beautiful as Mu Ling and the others, you say they will let them go Such an opportunity?
The snow-white and beautiful legs, the scenery inside the skirt, even the old man below couldn't help but stare at the fairy-like beauties like Mu Ling, looking at their mysterious place, although they couldn't see it. Nothing, but looking at it this way is also a kind of beauty.

"Isn't it good-looking?" Han Wudao looked at them with dumbfounded eyes and asked.

"Mm, um, yes, very good-looking, wearing net-style trousers, and a little bit see-through, I can see it all." One of the young men saw the scenery under the skirts of Mu Ling and the others, and said with evil thoughts on his face. : "You three men, keep these women and we will let you go."

Bailong and the others heard the rubbish words below, and cursed inwardly: "Well, I have seen Yiling, a beautiful woman, but I have never seen theirs. It's really cheap for them."

To be honest, Bailong and the others also want to take a peek at Mu Ling and the others, but they know that anyone who peeks or sees their mysterious place has only one end, and that is the end of death. No one has ever lived until now.

"Grandpa, I want these women to be my stove, so kill the three of them." Another young man pointed at Mu Ling and the others and said, "Grandpa, you must help us. If these women become My furnace, I will practice hard in the future."

"Don't worry, these are top-quality stoves. Even if you don't tell me, I still want one or two." The old man stared at Mu Ling and the others under their skirts with squinted eyes and said, "Originally, I brought you here to find meat# Those who make elixir with roots, never thought that meeting such a top-quality furnace body here would be worthwhile for this trip."

Martial saints can fly with air control, but there are different levels of martial saints. Don't look at a martial saint on the first level and second level.

This old man at the eighth level of Martial Sage, he didn't think these young people could reach the ninth level of Martial Sage, so he looked like he was convinced by Han Wudao and others.

"Xiaoyaozong?" Hearing what they said, Yi Ling couldn't help but a little amused and said: "Back then, your suzerain pursued me for several years, hehe, I never thought that you would develop to the point where you need to rely on collecting ** yuan to practice."

"Our suzerain? Hehe, girl, are you joking? Don't think that I will let you go if you say something about the suzerain. Let me tell you, our Xiaoyao sect has not had a suzerain for hundreds of years, and we are all separate sects." The old man fixed his eyes on the top of Yiling's legs and said, thinking in his heart: "So white, so beautiful."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with these people, kill them." Han Wudao hated these trash staring at his woman's skirt.

What kind of sect, what kind of faction, in the eyes of Han Wudao and the others, farts are not the same, and he will not be soft on these rubbish.

"Squad leader Han, go and kill the Nine-headed Man Mian Peng first. Just leave the matter here to me." Bai Long and the others said, their eyes fixed on the two young women.

"Okay, I'll leave the matter here to you, but it's okay, don't play for too long, after we kill the nine-headed human-faced roc beast here, if we can't find anything, we will continue to the next barren land, no I stayed here for too long." Han Wudao said when he saw the two of them, his eyes were fixed on the two young girls with demonic ways below.

"Go, go, we'll meet up with you in an hour." Lin Youmo nodded.

"Ok."

Originally, Mu Ling wanted to do it himself, but Bailong and the others said they would do it, so let the two of them handle the matter here.

However, the old man next to him would not let Mu Ling and the others leave. If they did, what would happen to their top-quality stove? How could they let them leave after finally meeting such a top-quality stove.

"Old ghost, looking for death." Han Wudao saw this old guy rushing towards Mu Ling and others, and slapped him out.

This old guy, before he got close to Han Wudao and the others, his body was instantly torn apart. At his last sliver of consciousness, he saw his old body was torn apart by an extremely powerful force, and disappeared into ashes in the air.

What is the eighth level of martial arts, what is the strongest, even Han Wudao can't catch it with one palm, and smashed him into ashes with one palm, blowing him away in the wind.The four young men and women were left behind. They were dumbfounded, their legs were trembling, and they were afraid.

"Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me..." It was the most old-fashioned sentence.

"Brother, leave this matter to the two of us." Bailong didn't think it was strange to see Han Wudao destroying a Martial Saint with one palm. With Han Wudao's current strength, let alone a Martial Saint, the Emperor Wu could kill him instantly. .

"Okay, I'll leave it to you guys here, remember, don't leave anyone alive." Han Wudao said to Bai Long coldly.

"Where are these two girls?" Bai Long pointed to the two young girls.

"Kill it."

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(End of this chapter)