Chapter 1200

With that sword, the sky and the earth faded and the space shook. Even the sun and the moon were hidden behind the dark clouds.

The Lord of heaven, the king of Fusang, rushed out of the island and turned his power to block the sword of the king of Tibetans.

Boom!

In an instant, the torrent of violent power suddenly exploded between heaven and earth, like a violent hurricane sweeping in all directions.

The war between the two kings is only the aftershock of power, which is beyond people's ability to bear.

Seeing this, the king's guards and the strong in heaven all around withdrew and gave up the battlefield to the two kings!

Boom! Boom!

For a time, on the crater of the island, two residual shadows collided alternately, stirring up bursts of air ripples. In the crater under their feet, a huge wave of boiling molten slurry billowed.

The strong onlookers around could not help but look shocked and shocked when they saw this scene.

Whether it is the ten halls of hell or the kingdom of heaven, those who can appear here have the lowest strength, which is also the strength of the quasi Wuhou territory.

They are the top powers who can monopolize one side. They are all proud of their strength, but today, when they see the two figures in the sky fighting, the power aftershocks have been comparable to their full attack, and everyone was shocked.

All the strong men in the ten halls of hell wore a look of awe on their faces. It turned out that their king had become so strong!

"Worthy of being an adult, even the king of Fusang, one of the six kings of the world, can't get a bargain in front of an adult!"

In one corner of the island, Xiao Feng wolf looked at the two figures fighting in the sky and sighed.

A beautiful shadow came to Xiaofeng wolf. After glancing at the figure of the Tibetan king in the sky, meimou said with a soft smile: "Xiaofeng wolf, you are powerful. Why are you so surprised when you see it for the first time?"

"Sister moxibustion dance, why are you here?" Seeing the woman next to him, Xiao Feng wolf blushed and asked shyly.

"The elite of the kingdom of heaven have good strength, but they can be handed over to Qin devil and drunk Sword Fairy," moxibustion dance shrugged and said with a comfortable face.

In the battlefield below, the forbidden guards of the kings have suppressed the elite of the kingdom of heaven. They don't need moxibustion dance at all.

Finally, moxibustion dance turned around again, and the pair of crystal clear eyes stared at Xiaofeng wolf, with a twinkling light in their eyes.

Aware of the sharp eyes coming from one side, Xiaofeng wolf smiled and asked moxibustion dance weakly, "sister moxibustion dance, what are you doing looking at me like this? I feel flustered."

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Moxibustion dance still stared at Xiao Feng wolf and said with a positive face.

"Say what?" Xiaofeng Wolf for a while, some didn't react and asked conditionally.

But when moxibustion dance heard Xiao Feng wolf's words, a touch of displeasure suddenly appeared on his pretty face. He snorted coldly and said, "hum, sure enough, men are not good things!"

"I just heard that. Did Wang tell you that he will take you to heaven to flirt with your sister after the first World War?"

With that, moxibustion dance was ready to turn around and walk away.

As soon as he heard this, Xiaofeng wolf quickly stopped moxibustion dance and explained nervously: "sister moxibustion dance, it's not what you think..."

Moxibustion dance glared at Xiaofeng wolf angrily and said in a cold voice: "I heard it just now. You dare to say that this is not the case, Xiaofeng wolf. Your ability to lie has increased."

Seeing that the more he explained, the more complicated the problem became. Xiaofeng wolf was worried. In order not to let moxibustion dance continue to be angry, Xiaofeng wolf hurriedly said, "sister moxibustion dance, don't be angry. It's my fault. I never thought of going to heaven with Wang to flirt with my sister. Believe me!"

"I'm sure you don't have the guts!" Moxibustion dance Ao Jiao snorted, pulled Xiaofeng wolf's collar and threatened: "Xiaofeng wolf, you want me to remember. If I know you're fooling around with the king, I'll see how I deal with you!"

Xiaofeng wolf looked wronged and said weakly, "this is clearly put forward by Wang. Why do you yell at me!"

Seeing the wronged look on Xiao Feng's face, moxibustion dance widened his eyes and said solemnly, "I'm the king's left guard and you're the king's right guard. What's the matter with you?"

"As for your excellency, there is naturally the reincarnation hall. The hall Lord will take charge. Do you have any opinion?"

Hearing this, Feng Lang shook his head weakly and said, "no, I have no opinion, sister moxibustion dance, whatever you say, that's what!"

"That's pretty much the same!" The moxibustion dance snorted coldly and said.

In front of the fog, the people who were watching the scene in the fog secretly glanced at the seal wolf in front of them.

Unexpectedly, on weekdays, in front of them, uncle Feng Lang has always been a serious and harsh look. Twenty years ago, he was a little Zhengtai who was controlled by moxibustion dance adults.

The moxibustion dancer, who was very strong and domineering in those days, has become very elegant and gentle, just like two people twenty years ago.

Aware of the strange eyes of the young people in the Yanluo hall around, Feng Lang didn't care, but smiled faintly and continued to let the people look at his memory 20 years ago

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In the mist, just between xiaofenglang and moxibustion dance conversation, the two people who were fighting in the air that day also seemed to be coming to an end.

Boom!

As a deafening crash sounded in the air, the space in the sky suddenly split, and two violent turbulent currents of power burst out from it, and the two people who were fighting suddenly separated.

The figure of King Fusang was standing over the island. At the moment, he was in rags. He was left with only a few rags cut to pieces, which vaguely wrapped his body, rather than clothes.

Zi

The blood kept flowing out of the wound of King Fusang's body, dyed the remaining pieces of rags red, and then dropped into the molten slurry in the crater, which was evaporated to only a wisp of blood mist.

All the heavenly masters around were stunned to see this scene, and their eyes were full of incredible looks.

Their king, the master of the kingdom of heaven, one of the top six kings of the world

Should be beaten so embarrassed?

Who was the figure holding the sword in the air that day?

The king of Fusang now looked pale and stared at the figure holding the sword in front of him. A touch of fear flashed in his eyes: "you are very strong, why don't you follow me, the world of heaven, I am willing to share half of you!"

Hearing the words of King Fusang, Chen Chu raised a slight smile at the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said, "the reason why I established the ten halls of hell is to guard the ancient Chinese martial arts world and prevent foreigners from interfering in my ancient Chinese martial arts world."

"Don't let some demons and monsters covet the cultivation resources of Zhongzhou."

Speaking of this, Chen Chuyi pointed to his waist as straight as a sword and said to the king of Fusang: "I was born in China and my body flows hot and yellow blood, so my waist is naturally hard..."

"There's no way to bend over and compliment others like a dog, bow your head and invite them!"

His eyes fell on the black snake sword in his hand, and the corners of his mouth Rose: "what I want, my sword, will help me get it!"

First, change.