Surrounding him instantly made him lose his freedom of movement.
"ah!"
A scream, the wind is clear, and the left arm flies directly.
Lotus flower splash
"Take me to see the Lord of the Shura Temple!"
Ling Tian’s cold sound has an unquestionable majesty.
The wind is clear and clear, clutching his broken arm, biting his teeth and enduring the pain, looking at Ling Tian in horror.
I never dreamed that Ling Tian was transported to such a point in the wind element.
How many times higher than I don’t know?
It’s only been a few days!
"Come with me!"
The wind is clear and young, and I dare not leave with Ling Tian.
Lu Feng Qing Yang pleaded with Ling Tian.
"Ling Tian, I don’t hate you for breaking my arm."
"Can you teach me the wind element control method?"
"I can exchange my life with you."
"Don’t worry, I will die immediately after learning."
"So you have nothing to lose?"
Ling day heard this is not surprised to see his one eye and said
"It’s too late to die when you hear the news."
"This is you, right?"
The wind is clear and fresh, and I can’t help but smile.
"Lingtian Wudao is my lifelong pursuit"
"I joined Shura and made a breakthrough in martial arts."
"But I was desperate to see you just now."
"I know I’m far from it."
"It’s meaningless for me to live. Please let me see the new world before I die."
Ling day heard the wind clear and clear these words can’t help but be silent.
He didn’t doubt that truth of Feng Qingyang’s remark.
The vast majority of people in shura joined in pursuit of the acme of budo.
In this way, people who are either evil or evil deserve respect.
"I’ll show you again."
"How much you can understand depends on yourself."
Ling day say that finish suddenly running around the true qi suddenly blow a whirlwind.
Move your arms very slowly.
Stir the surrounding gas into a huge cyclone and present it as a matter of fact.
The wind is clear and clear, and everyone is stunned.
Eyes flashing with excitement staring at the cyclone mind rapid perception thinking!
Until Lingtian stopped moving, it was still a dull face immersed in the artistic conception just now.
Suddenly, the wind is clear, and the arm is stretched out with a fierce stroke.