Are you kidding?
The young master stares at the man in front of him. Although he is defeated by the other side, he is also one of the young masters of the martial arts world and the heavenly palace. This time, he feels the power fluctuation of these inferior worlds, so he comes here by teleportation.
However, he did not admit what the other side said.
His eyes could almost burst out with fire: "you are so insulting to me."
Ningqing emperor glanced at the young master, gently shook his head, floated to Jianqi, whispered a few words in his ear, then said with a smile: "Jianqi, you should have no problem!"
Jian Qi looked at the little master, thought for a moment and said, "no problem."
Ningqing emperor frowned: "what weapon do you use?"
Jianqi nodded slightly. He came to the side slowly. After breaking an ordinary branch on the tree, he said calmly: "with this, I can defeat him."
The young master was furious. This guy was easily defeated by himself just now. Now he picked up a branch and said he wanted to defeat him. How unreasonable.
Anger made him lose his mind, the whole person could not help roaring: "now, I want your life."
His figure floated in front of Jianqi. The supreme black dragon sword in his hand had already taken on a look of astonishment and cut it to Jianqi. In his opinion, it was absolutely easy for this sword to split things in front of him into two.
However.
Sword seven eyes flashed a touch of disdain, the branch in the hand suddenly drew countless circles, and with strange energy constantly wrapped the dragon sword. The young master didn't think the opponent could resist the dragon sword.
But when he wanted to go in, he suddenly felt that the strength of the branch of the other side was getting stronger and stronger, and these forces were extremely strange, containing countless different forces. Some of them had a positive impact, some of them came from all directions, and eventually formed countless attraction, which broke and dissipated the power of his own black dragon sword.
The little Lord knew that it was not good. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but the Dragon chopping sword didn't listen to his own command and spun wildly.
What's more, a whirling force pierced his chest.
Boom!
The robe on his chest burst open, suddenly showing a touch of blood red, and the whole person also flew five or six meters away.
Look at the black dragon sword again, spinning and flying to the sky.
Jian Qi's right hand stretched out, and the fallen Canglong sword.
Then, staring at the little master coldly: "the sword is very strong, you are very weak."
It's impossible!
It's a great shame for the young master to be defeated by his opponent, and now he's even more furious.
He wanted to rise in the air and cut the tiny guy into eight pieces, but his legs trembled and he couldn't stand up.
In fact, he was not so seriously injured.
However, the little master was afraid that his black dragon sword was defeated by a branch of the other side, and he could not think of fighting any more.
Jian Qiyan saw that the young master could not stand up. He threw the black dragon sword to Ning Qingdi in the air and said slowly, "this man has great power, even more than I know. Unfortunately, his skill is too poor. He only knows how to win with strength, but our sword God also has skillful moves."
Ningqing emperor looked at the dragon sword, slowly swept the little Lord: "in three days, leave here, or I will defeat you."
According to common sense.
Ningqing emperor should not let this man go, but he was the hero, he knew it in his heart.
He can kill the young master, but he has to be on guard all the time. People from the heavenly palace come to take revenge.
Instead of this, it's better to let this guy go and be on guard.
In this way, although it is cheap for the man who is known as the little Lord, he can't bear to make big plans, so he has to.
The little Lord thought that he would die, but suddenly he heard what emperor Ning Qing said, with a look of malice in his eyes. He is not a good man. He has a secret way in his heart. As long as he lets himself leave here, the next time the teleportation array starts, he will take the people of the heavenly palace and kill the people of the world.
According to common sense, this matter should come to an end.
However.
When Emperor Ningqing and Jianqi were ready to leave, there was a burst of peas behind them. Then an old voice came from a distance.
"You two ants, disobeying the heavenly palace, want to leave?"
Ningqing emperor stopped and turned his head slowly.
His pupils shrank in an instant.
Men as like as two peas, no matter what their faces, clothes or other places are just like before. However, Emperor Ningqing had a feeling.
It's an overwhelming feeling.
The other party is clearly the young master.
He just knew that this man was no longer a little Lord.
Because, when I face him, just like a mole ant, I see a dragon.
It's a little puzzling.
But Ning Qingdi instinctively asked: "who are you?"
The young master opened his mouth and laughed.
But it didn't make any sound, it was gloomy and terrible.
Finally, the young master said slowly, "I am the seventeen elder of Tiangong and atrium, and now I come to this inferior world to kill you."
A dead body or a bird occupying a magpie's nest?
Ningqing emperor's face is as gloomy as water. He picks his eyebrows. This person feels completely different to himself. He can also feel that there is an indescribable power in this person's body.
This man is as terrible as a prehistoric monster.
There are legends since ancient times.
Strong to terrible existence, because he has gone beyond the boundaries of the world and left the world. When he wants to return to the world, he will put a trace of spirit on his relatives or extremely weak people, so that he can come to the world again with this person.
When the person who is bent over by him is greatly stimulated or something happens, his spirit will occupy the body of the person and send out thousands of times or thousands of times of power.
Emperor Ningqing thought it was just a legend, but he didn't think it was true.
This man is very strong.
It's terrifying.
He took a deep breath, knowing that in this world, maybe only his own son can fight with him.
If only he would die here alone.
Thinking of this, Ningqing emperor said in a low voice: "sword seven, you go first."
At this time, Jianqi has already entered the congenital state, even stronger than Ning fan at the time of the final decisive battle. How can he not feel the strength of the other side.
After a long silence.
He came to Ningqing emperor quietly.
"There is no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death under our sword God."
Ning Qing emperor a wry smile, had to nod slightly.
"It really surprised me."
The "little master" showed a surprised expression on his face, and then said with disdain, "don't you say that you people are not dying. You will die miserably, and you are still here."