final catastrophe

Chapter 141 93.30 years for a future (please recommend, please collect)
Small building.

Sima Jia had already done the calculations.

When the fog cleared, he had silver hair, but his face still looked like a young man.

Meng Aiwan hastened his luck, and put his palm on the back of his disciple, a stream of natural Qi immediately flowed into Sima Jia's body, making him feel refreshed, like taking a bath.

It's just that he's getting tired.

Before he fell down and fell into a deep sleep, he bit his tongue heavily and uttered a sentence wearily: "The god of war came to the world to open up a prosperous future."

After saying this, excitement flashed in his pupils.

He saw it!

After spending 30 years of his life, he finally walked out of the long and winding cave. With the help of the weather, he peeked at the man's "fate". No wonder. No wonder it took 30 years of his life, really.
He couldn't help but laugh out loud in his chest.

"Master, you are betting right, God bless you, you are right now, you shouldn't be here with this disciple." Sima Jia coughed heavily, then covered his head of silver hair, fell backwards, and fell into the quilt softly inside.

"Go to that man, he has come to an end."

The ghost smiled.

Meng Aiwan would no longer behave like a child, so she said calmly: "Yixie, take good care of your senior brother."

After all, the whole person is like a fairy, waving his long sleeves away from the window of the small building, stepping in the air, falling to the roof in the distance, lightly tapping his feet, the whole person turns into a streamer, and gallops towards Baijia.
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Hundred Beasts was ready to make a move, although he didn't dare to make a heavy move, for fear of hurting the darling of his leader.

However, he also understands that if he does not force this man to retreat today, he is afraid that the leader will be furious.

That woman was truly terrifying.

Xia Ji licked his lips, put his long knife on the ground, but assumed the most suitable posture for using a knife. He seemed to be exhausted, but in fact he was completely fine, and just now, he even deceived the inexplicable prying Taoist breath.

I don't know who is spying on my own destiny
I'm afraid I'll lose my mind and go crazy.

If he hadn't restrained himself and made a disguise, the peeping person would have gone crazy long ago.

That person would never have thought that everything he had seen with all his strength was a lie he had woven at will.

"Really not backing down?" The voice of the beasts was low, like a thick cloud, and the next moment it was going to be a gust of wind.

"No." Xia Ji responded calmly, still calm.

"How daring!" The aura of Hundred Beasts reached its peak at this moment, and the aura wrapped around its arms suddenly danced wildly like a blue dragon, gathering phantoms, and circling and wandering away.

And his left arm also swelled and expanded, and a cloud of white air rose up, like cold water falling on the scorching iron.

There are more and more blue dragons, gradually becoming nine, and becoming one with his arms.

"This is the Eighteen Palms of the Green Dragon! The Master of the Bai family has already comprehended the tenth palm!"

"This time, the master of the hundred families will definitely spare no effort."

Xia Ji was thinking, leaning his legs against the threshold of the gate, and with a twist of his palm, he completely held the knife in his hand.

next moment.

Palm to!

Knife out!
Qinglong dances wildly against a lone sword.

The mist is lingering towards a bright light.

Not much collision.Too much ringing.

It's just that the two have separated.

Xia Ji's face turned pale again, but Bai Beast's face turned red.

"What a monster." Hundred Beasts sighed, the man in front of him seemed to fall down at any time, but no one could make him fall down.

He fought hard, but he didn't take any advantage.

But the opponent is already exhausted
Just when he was about to speak again, a majestic voice that surpassed the sky sounded outside the courtyard.

"Stubborn, stubborn."

Everyone raised their heads, only to see an old man with an immortal spirit coming from the sky, and the yin and yang energy surrounded him in an unusually harmonious way, the wind and clouds were light.

"Really Meng!!!"

"Really Meng is going to Wudang!"

Everyone was obviously frightened by the sudden arrival of the old man.

Ziwei was broken and people were dying, he never asked, but it was a witch from Xiangyang who was executed, so he came in person.
Xia Ji looked at the old man coming from the sky, he had to admit that he was a stronger ant.

There is extremely strong power hidden in his body, which is far from the power that should be possessed in the peak state, and even those who break the void are not as good as him.

Meng Aiwan looked at the young man in front of the door in the sky. He was holding a knife, and his momentum did not fall. And the road he walked was the road of glory, the road of legend.

"Not yet captured!" Meng Aiwan was calculating in her heart, but her mouth was extremely severe.

Seeing that Xia Ji was silent, his left hand was pure yang, and his right hand was pure yin, they were confused and turned into one energy, which coincided with the will of heaven.

"I won't tie my hands!" Xia Ji gritted his teeth, and drew his saber to meet the palm that seemed to be tilted from the sky.

The corners of Meng Aiwan's lips twitched slightly, she truly deserves to be the "God of God"!This momentum, even if it is a Jedi, even facing the old man, even if he is exhausted, he still instinctively draws his sword to fight, and never backs down, and is even more fearless of life and death.

But his palm, full of yin and yang, still patted lightly without hesitation.

Because, his enemy is not this boy.

At least, he was testing, according to the disciple's guess.

"Ghost" Sima Jia, half-determined, half-guessed, thinking about the corner of the antelope, unconstrained, and oftentimes, with only one scaly claw, he can draw conclusions that are closest to the facts.

But this time, he made an unimaginable assertion.

Therefore, Meng Aiwan made a move.

With a certain kill, anger, and overwhelming palm strength, he attacked that stubborn young man.

In the whole world, no one believed that he still had his strength hidden, and no one believed that this young man could resist his palm.

The two men who possessed great righteousness and averted catastrophes one after another turned out to be tit for tat.

Meng Aiwan was very fast, but there was someone who was faster than him.

That figure sprang out from the darkness, like a flying flame, a stream of extremely cold and overcast true energy attached to his palm.

The red shadow is like a fairy, and her movements are extremely fast, like an arc in the hall of Baijia, with a soft hiss, she has already blocked Xia Ji.

The red gauze fluttered, revealing the whiteness of her calves, and the soft and seductive curves stretched all the way to the waist, but they were covered by the rapidly rising flames, which made people feel thirsty and anxious.

The bee's waist was twisted, and it was tied with the waist like a skinned blood python. It was tied in a random knot, but it added to the heroic spirit of evil charm.

The python belt is tied upwards, while the snow valley with its sting hidden under the flowing fire is extremely firm.

It's a pity that she was wearing a silver mask, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

But no one will think she is not beautiful.

She must be too beautiful, and she was afraid of disturbing the world and harming the common people, so she put on a mask.

It's just that at this moment, this peerless bewitching woman has already stood in front of Xia Ji, she chuckled lightly, and with five fingers like mountains, she greeted the sky with a rolling cold wave.

(End of this chapter)