Nianyu has gone, too.
The old man sighed and said, It’s almost time for old friends to leave.
Senior Zhao, did you come to Shaolin Temple this time? Master Rufa asked.
Zhao Guishan ha ha a smile know past ask little prick
Master Rufa is almost ninety years old, but Zhao Guishan calls him a little prick, which makes everyone once again firmly believe that the other party is a secluded strong man in ancient Chinese martial arts.
Being called a little prick by Zhao Guishan, Master Rufa can report a wry smile and not say that the other person’s seniority is horribly high, even if he is twice as old as him, he is indeed qualified to call him that.
We Shaolin will not intervene in Amitabha Zhao’s predecessor Li Ling’s affairs, Master Rufa said with a frown.
Stay out Zhao Guishan ha ha smiled. Since you don’t stay out of the Shaolin Temple, let’s make moves with the Iron Alliance.
What is the Iron Alliance?
I haven’t heard of you. Who knows the Iron Alliance?
I, I seem to have heard my grandfather say that the Iron Alliance was a mysterious group that killed many ghosts during the AntiJapanese War.
Our predecessors asked us to uphold justice.
Hearing Zhao Guishan’s opening field, most ancient fighters turned to Zhao Guishan with their eyes bright and their knees moving one by one.
Don’t worry, this is fair. Our iron alliance will be hosted by you. Holding the old man’s youth, he spoke with a smile.
Thank you, senior
We Zhao Jiaming remember the great kindness of our predecessors.
We are like a dragon’s palm, and we must remember the kindness of our predecessors.
Young people’s corners of the mouth smile more and more rich. Looking at dozens of ancient fighters kneeling in front of their eyes, the voice is very light but very powerful. Li Xuanhu and Li Zhenlong are Chinese heroes, but their grandchildren are not so vicious.
What Li Ling stands for is the national justice. Without him, new mankind can’t be destroyed.
Just then, a light sound sounded from the outside.
The line of sight to turn to the speaker.
The newcomer wore a dusty waist and wood blade’s delicate face was dignified.
Well, the young man looked at the Taoist outside the Ursa major, and his eyes flashed with amazing colors, Extreme Halfstep Master
Virtual rain you Li Ling closely naturally he speaks, but have you ever thought that if it weren’t for his strength, our loss in Chinese ancient martial arts would be so great?
That’s right. If he hadn’t hidden his strength, my son might not have died.
The selfish Li Ling watched our compatriots die. How cruel his heart is!
The young man listened to the strange color flowing in his eyes with angry growls behind his back. It’s a bit interesting for Wudang’s young generation to miss the rain.
Listening to the abuse of the imaginary rain in the hall of Ursa major, she looked a little ugly, and she couldn’t wait to rush to give them a sword.
Shut up, all of you. Xu Yujiao drank a square and the earth’s magnetic field was moved.
The sound of Ursa major suddenly disappeared.
Their sound broadcast can’t spread because of the magnetic field twisting.
Zhao Guishan’s wrinkled face was covered with a smile and whispered, Although Kunyang Kunmeng’s dream has been abolished, it’s really not easy for Wudang to defeat this woman.
Three grandpa I also think she is very good youth ha ha laughs.
Smelly look down on her.
Well youth nodded.
The memorial service here in Shaolin Temple is over, so you can kiss Wudang Mountain.
Haosan Grandpa
Virtual rain was livid, listening to the young Zhao Guishan’s dialogue, and the jade hand slowly put the waist on wood blade.
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