Chapter 1733

"No, it's impossible. You just came to King Quan's house today. You didn't find everything you did..."

"Let you know, is there any good play tonight?" Jing Yan interrupted him, and a rare irony crossed his eyes.

Jing Yan looked at him and said indifferently, "King Quan, in order to minimize the damage, Jun Shang has been disintegrating your power for a long time, but you are too stupid to find it."

"I..." King Quan choked instantly, and the spirit king was killed. He was vigilant, but... His eyes suddenly trembled and looked fiercely at Jing Yan, "did you deliberately let the spirit king go?"

"It's too late to start now!" Jing Yan said expressionless.

"Ah!" King Quan exclaimed, unbelievable, and felt as if the sky had fallen.

"It's impossible. After the demon king came back this time, he didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the demon kingdom." the king of power was still unbelievable.

"Your every move is under the king's control. Do you think everything you do can escape the king's eyes?" Jing Yan sneered.

A gust of evening wind came and raised his black silk. There was no temperature on his perfect face. He looked at the king of power like an immortal.

King Quan couldn't say a word at the moment. He failed so much.

Such a failure?!

After receiving the news of Liancheng, he dreamed of sitting on the throne.

Unfortunately, this dream woke up too fast.

"God's will!" King Quan looked up at the dark night.

The scattered stars, emitting a gray light.

"Providence, do you mean what the Heavenly Master said to you?" Jing Yan asked sarcastically.

King Quan was shocked and asked, "how do you know?"

"Hum!" Jing Yan sneered, "that's because if you ask the wrong way, the Heavenly Master will also be wrong."

"What do you mean?" the king looked at him with a puzzled face.

"I don't need to tell you this, and you don't need to know." Jing Yan refused to answer his question.

But looking at the people behind him.

The Light Armored Cavalry knew what Jing Yan meant. After hearing his words, they had a dispute in their hearts.

As soon as Jingyan looked at the past, they quickly walked behind Jingyan.

"Ah... You..." King Quan looked at them angrily. "You ungrateful guys, who gave you food these years? Jingyan said a few words, and you betrayed the king?"

In the wind of hunting, no one listened to him. All the 1000 people he brought retreated behind Jing Yan.

"You bastards!" King Quan pointed to them, his arms trembling, looked back at his back, and there was no one left.

He is angry and helpless!

People who have been like moths under his hands for many years now betray him when they say betrayal. His heart is worse than baking on the fire.

"Lord, I'm sorry! We have old and young people. We can't joke about our family." one of the Deputy generals said with a sorry face.

"The people here, who the fuck doesn't have the old and the young. My king is also the old and the young. I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of? And we have Mingjun."

The crowd was silent, and no one spoke again.

In the hearts of the people, Ming Jun is powerful, and he is not as powerful as demon Jun.

The name of the devil is deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Jing Yan smiled and said sarcastically, "it seems that you haven't been good enough to them these years, huh..."

"Jing Yan, you..." King Quan looked at him coldly.

His lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word. It's not easy to have a central person around him when people live for a lifetime.

The more people enjoy it, the more they become greedy, and make students greedy for all things!

Isn't everyone the same?

He suddenly looked at Jing Yan and thought about himself and long Ye. He suddenly felt that he had lived a lifetime. It was very sad!

At least, there is a century old Jingyan around long Ye.

And who is next to him?

Nobody?

In the night wind of hunting, King Quan looked sad and gray!

The lonely figure, in front of thousands of people, seemed a little helpless.

He thought that the policy had nothing to lose. At this moment, he felt that he was the mole ant in long Ye's hand. When he wanted to kill himself, he moved his finger.

Jing Yan looked at him indifferently and said indifferently: "to let the king of spirit go is to make you lower your vigilance. Unexpectedly, Jun and I went to King Quan's house today and asked you a few insinuations. You can't stand your temper."

Today, they also guessed that Liancheng would do it as soon as he woke up. He and Jun Shang went to King Quan's house.

Everything is under their control!

"Ha ha..." King Quan looked up and laughed, and the laughter echoed in the lonely night sky.

The laughter stopped suddenly, and his face suddenly became cold and terrible, "Jing Yan, if you want to kill the king, it depends on whether you have that ability?"

"Kill you..." Jing Yan raised his eyes and looked at him with ridicule, "you don't need skills."

This is undoubtedly telling King Quan that you don't even deserve your opponent!

"Ah..." King Quan stepped back in anger and humiliation.

The most sad thing about a person is that you are often the one who is defended by your opponent and never treat you as an opponent.

Jing Yan flew forward and raised his white jade hand slightly. A silver sword appeared in his bony hand.

The cold light flashed through his eyes. In an instant, he was full of killing intention, and the silver sword in his hand turned impressively.

On the deep night sky, scattered stars twinkle.

A white shadow was as sharp as the wind, and the sword was as powerful as a rainbow. In the blink of an eye, it came to the king of power like the wind.

The fierce sword Qi was born in the sky, and the dust on the ground suddenly rolled up when the residual shadow flashed.

In the blurred line of sight, a black and white figure suddenly fought in the night sky.

Jingyan's action of Flowing Clouds and water, even in the smoky night sky, is still elegant and peerless.

Everyone looked straight at the thrilling battle.

The three regions have been quiet for too long, and people are living a comfortable life. Such an exciting battle is really rare.

Everyone's eyes revolved around the looming white shadow of Jingyan.

The thick night is like opening a corner of the yellow spring, coveting fresh life and making people feel the smell of death.

Suddenly, a brilliant brilliance, like fireworks in full bloom, bloomed in the dark night.

They stared. When the bright light dispersed, their pupils shrank sharply.

I saw the gorgeous figure standing under the sky, one hand elegantly lost behind, and the sword in the other hand pierced the body of the king of power.

King Quan's mouth was filled with blood. He stared at Jing Yan. He was unbelievable. Today next year is his death day.