Chapter 857

Residual charm of the sneer rippling in the air, accompanied by the cold rain outside the window.

The silver light cuts through the sky, and Leng junao makes a move. Leng Baizhou feels the other party's strength. The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword are as fast as lightning. He can see other people's eyes dazzled and confused.

"Who are you?"

Leng Baizhou's deep eyes passed an imperceptible thrill. Why did the limitless Lord suddenly give him an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

He has always believed in his intuition, this man he should know!

The other party's cold charm smiles, and his eyes show ferocious Li Mang: "you will know soon!"

Husky low voice is strange, but the tone is inexplicably familiar.

Leng Baizhou stares at him. Under the silver mask, the long and narrow eagle eyes are fierce and murderous. The broad black sleeves are flying in the wind. The momentum is like a God's residence, which makes almost everyone in the hall become his foil.

Leng junao's attack became more fierce, arrogant and uninhibited. The ink like eagle pupil was stained with unfathomable fog, and the sonorous sword seemed to overturn the hall.

Everyone's fight has stopped down, quietly watching this enchanting peak duel!

A black and a white, like rolling fire, shock through the sky, full of domineering.

After dozens of rounds, Leng Baizhou obviously took the lead. With a clang, his sword fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth. A silver light stood on his neck.

"Wait, I'll kill him myself!"

Hayareh's childish and low voice, a pair of eyes full of treacherous dense, just like the messenger from hell, he is to take life!

Seeing that Leng Baizhou was gone, the Imperial Army immediately surrounded him.

Looking at the instant mountains and rivers lost, heaven and earth without light, the cold laughter of the cold boat came: "ha ha ha! What a Supreme Lord! Who are you? There is an instinct to destroy the overall plan of the king

Leng Baizhou's ambition blueprint had been well planned before the emergence of this supreme lord. Tubo's strength has grown in recent years, and he has long wanted to take back his own throne from Leng Siyan!

Leng junao is silent. Meng Liangguang gives the sword to the little master tacit understanding. It is really up to the little master to end this resentment!

Ha Ya Lei holds a long sword, and the hatred at the bottom of his eyes spreads wantonly. He hates the man who has been called his brother-in-law for three years!

The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy!

At this moment, Leng Baizhou doesn't care about life and death. His eyes fall on the tall and straight black figure, still waiting for the other party to give him an answer!

Who the hell is he?

"Well -"

ha Ya Lei clenched his teeth and almost tried his best to put his sword through Leng Bai Zhou's heart at one stroke. This is the first time that he killed a person at a young age. In addition to hatred, he was also dazed in his eyes.

Leng Baizhou frowned tightly, his plain clothes were dyed red by the blood gushing from the murmur, and his cold eagle eyes were still staring at Leng junao, trying their best.

"Even if you die, you should let me know who killed you in the end!"

At this moment, he became more and more sure that he must know the Supreme Lord!

Leng Jun's thin purple lips were hooked. Instead of responding to his words, he gave a low order: "come on! Take him on the way to huangquan... "

"Yes