Chapter 631

Soon, the childe of no couple arrived at the scene.

Mo Wu couple's appearance is not handsome, but a pair of eyes, with indescribable deterrence, the weak will of the soul, afraid that they dare not look at Mo Wu couple.

"What happened?"

No couple asked.

Wang Yuanchao hugged Mo Wu and said, "brother Mo, I'm wang yuan, these two people offended me and killed my old servant Wang Si. In any case, this matter can't be done like this. Please forgive me."

Hearing this, Mo Wu and his wife frown. If there is only a conflict, he can stop it. But if the other party kills Wang Yuan's old servant, the matter is not so simple. To stop by force will only offend Wang Yuan and his family.

Of course, he doesn't care much about the former, but he does care about the latter. After all, the status of the Wang family leader is slightly higher than that of the Mo family.

"How dare you kill the people of our eight imperial families."

Mo Wuju's side, is a black faced majestic youth, whose breath is much stronger than Wang Yuandu. He is obviously an intermediate emperor of war.

"Brother long, you are here too."

Wang Yuanyi was pleased to see the black faced and majestic youth.

The black faced and powerful young man named long Qingmu is the son of the dragon family of the eight imperial families. The dragon family and the Wang family have always been friendly and have many marriages. One of Wang Yuan's cousins married to the dragon family.

"Help me, brother long."

Wang Yuan couldn't get Mo Wuju to do it, but long Qingmu should be enough.

We should know that most of the dragon family are martial arts practitioners, and longqingmu is the king of body refining with intermediate emperor strength.

"Boy, there's still a chance to get caught."

Long Qingmu took a step forward, a strong spirit shrouded Li Fuchen.

Seeing this, no couple did not stop it.

In fact, even if long Qingmu doesn't, he will.

He doesn't care who is wrong first. If he kills people at his fair, he looks down on him, which he can't tolerate.

"You don't deserve it."

Li Fuchen sighs in his heart. He has been very low-key, but sometimes it doesn't help. Some people will challenge your bottom line again and again.

He doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of it.

in this world, apart from the emperor of FA Xiangjing, he really has nothing to be afraid of.

"Die!"

Long Qingmu's body does not move, a blow out.

Ang!

The resounding sound of the Dragon chants.

A colorful dragon shaped spirit strikes Li Fuchen.

In front of the dragon like spirit, all the onlookers felt that they were not breathing well and were dizzy. What's more, their hearts were beating wildly, as if they were going to explode.

"What a terrible power rule!"

People were shocked.

There are thousands of power rules. The power rules contained in the fist of long Qingmu can actually affect their Qi and blood. They suspect that if they face this fist, they are afraid that their heart will explode and their Qi and blood will collapse and die.

In the face of long Qingmu's fist, Li Fuchen looks as usual.

If it was a few months ago, he would not be able to resist this blow. After all, it was a blow at the intermediate level of the emperor, and it was also a power attack.

But now he, even in the face of high-level emperor, also has the strength of the first World War, let alone a middle-level emperor.

The sword of killing heaven comes out of its scabbard, and the flowing blade is mercilessly striking. Several red sword threads crisscross each other, following a stroke of the dragon shaped imposing outline.

Poof!

The spirit of the dragon was dismembered, and there were several bloody sword marks on longqingmu.

With a sword, the dragon and the green wood are defeated.

"No way!"

Long Qingmu stares at Li Fuchen, and can't believe that he is so defeated.

"Even long Qingmu is not an opponent?"

The onlookers took a breath of cold air. They were not sure before, but now they are all very sure. Li Fuchen is definitely a high-level emperor of war. He and the four princes are at the same level.

This kind of character has already reached the peak of Yuanhai, and the emperor of FA Xiangjing is invincible.

Wang Yun's face was rather ugly, and at the same time, he had a strong intention to kill.

The stronger Li Fuchen is, the greater the threat is. It must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it is absolutely not a good thing to let the other party grow up.

"Brother, we'd better leave as soon as possible."

Wu Huan sends a message to Li Fuchen.

Li Fuchen shook his head and said, "it's too late."

After several breaths, a group of yuanhaijing kings appeared behind Wang Yuan.

This group of yuanhaijing kings are all from the Wang family.

As one of the eight imperial families in the soul heaven Empire, there are not a thousand or eight hundred kings in Yuanhai kingdom. There are dozens of people who usually stay in the empty city. After all, the virtual city is close to the void Grand Canyon and has a special geographical location.

"It's fast enough."

Wu Huan looked dignified.Normally speaking, a group of ordinary yuanhaijing kings would not pay attention to them at all, but a group of yuanhaijing kings who are proficient in battle is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

The battle array can gather all people's strength together and produce 10 times and 10 times of lethality. Moreover, unlike the master of doulingjing, the king of Yuanhai has fully understood the essence of the battle array and can exert the power of the battle array to the limit.

"The battle of the king's halberd."

Wang Yuanbao had a drink.

Hearing this, thirty-one people rose from the sky behind Wang Yuan and formed a battle array in the shape of a long halberd.

As soon as the battle was completed, a wave of evil spirit spread, and the people could not help fighting a cold war.

Whoosh!

Wang Yuan also rose from the sky and appeared in front of the long halberd battle line and became the halberd tip of the long halberd. At the same time, the evil spirit emitted by the long halberd battle array was more than ten times stronger. The thick evil spirit formed substance, just like a layer of black air wave, sweeping across all directions.

"This is the Royal halberd battle line of the Wang family. He is dead."

One man shook his head.

The king's Halberd battle array of the Wang family is very domineering. It is arranged by 32 middle-level kings in Yuanhai area, which is enough to fight against the emperor to be. The 32 high-level kings in Yuanhai area are enough to fight against the emperor.

In addition to Wang Yuan, the other 31 people had different levels of cultivation, including low-level cultivation in Yuanhai area and medium level cultivation in Yuanhai area. There were only two high-level accomplishments in Yuanhai area.

If there was no Wang Yuan, the Wang halberd battle array could only fight with the emperor to be, and it was difficult to fight with the emperor.

But don't forget that Wang Yuan himself is also a junior war emperor. With the increase of battle array, his strength can be at least doubled.

"Now kneel down and surrender, leaving you a whole body, or you will die without a burial place."

There was a big halberd in his hand. On the big halberd, the evil spirit leaped around. If there was spirituality, Wang Yuan was on the road.

"Just let your horse come."

Li Fuchen was not afraid.

At first, in the red copper continent, he practiced fighting spirit realm and fought a hundred people battle array. Now he is a cultivation of Yuanhai state. He fights a 32 man battle array. How can he be afraid of it.

Although he knew that at the beginning, those people did not fully understand the battle array and could not play the real power of the battle array.

"Die!"

In Wang Yuan's eyes, a halberd explodes to Li Fuchen.

This halberd is like the halberd of the gods, which contains the extremely terrible power of battle and Wang Yuan's own rules.

One halberd out, the space of the empty garden seems to be torn. The fierce airflow converges into a dragon scroll, blocking all the retreat routes of Li Fuzhen.

Under the traction of Qi engine, no matter how Li Fuchen dodged, it was difficult to escape this halberd.

Can Li Fuchen need to escape?

Of course not.

Looking up, Li Fuchen fiercely wields his sword. The hot sword flow makes the large area in front of him become a hot hell in an instant.

Medium level sword burning move.

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