Chapter 394： Start? Disdain? (1/2)
”Papa”
Shang Wu took two shots of his palms, and eleven women covering their faces appeared on the beating ring, wearing thin silk clothes, which made people think.
”I invite you to enjoy a dance, this is not an ordinary dance”
A large number of people are injured, and they want to take the opportunity to recover their bodies, of course, no one will reject Shangwu's opinions.
Yang Tian's eyes were slightly frozen, and she could see the difference between the eleven women.
The bells on their wrists and ankles are not ordinary things, and as they dance, they are another visual impact.
Just like the butterfly that reborn again and again, dancing, it instantly attracted many people.
Butterfly Dance
Dances that can heal wounds are very rare. It has both good ornamental and obvious healing effects.
The eleven women must be healers. The magic butterfly dance can multiply their healing power on the humans who watch them dance.
However, Yang Tian didn't have the intention to appreciate the dancing posture, but instead focused on their bells. Everyone was drowsy, and it was okay to sit in a chair, but once the attendant standing behind the chair fell into sleep, he would fall from the stone pillar.
The weaker the strength, the easier it is to recruit, the stronger the strength will become more spiritual.
After jumping for an hour, the power of drowsiness on the field was more than one-third. Half of the remaining people were half-drowsy and could only stay awake by consciousness.
Only at level 7 and above can you be completely immune.
”Papa”
Shang Wu clapped his hands again, and the eleven women slowly retreated.
The small character is lethargic and is now the real home.
Sober forces know the purpose of Shang Wu, but none will stop it. This is a world in which the strong survive, and the weaker side can only become an obstructive being.
”Shang Wu, talk about your purpose!”
Talking is the warrior of the Crescent Sect, the great disciple of the Crescent Sovereign. Seventh-level intermediate martial artist, Xuan shirt.
The Crescent Sect and the Evil Sect are the strongest, but this time the Shangwu party not only invited the ancient Wuzong gate, but also invited the Xie Zong to participate. As a master of the Crescent Sect, he would certainly not give Shang Wu a good face . And he doesn't think he will be worse than business.
”Xuan shirt, this is not the Crescent Sect.” Shang Wu's temper was not small. Hearing that Xuan shirt dared to hit himself, Shang Wu's temper was about to erupt.
”What? Are you not convinced?”
”You really think of yourself as a garlic. I didn't prepare this platform in vain. I just give you a lesson.”
”When I'm afraid you're good”
The two sides jumped to the ring together. Xuan shirt can become the master of Crescent Sect. There is no way to do it. But Tianjun has no business, not a master of the ancient Wu Zongmen can be provocative.
”Roar”
Tian Jun Shang Wu's body suddenly appeared bursts of dragons, strong pressure covered the audience. As Shang Wu's opponent, Xuanshan felt the deepest.