Chapter 1841

"Who is the desert? Come out and die!"

A voice resounds through the Crescent City, exploding in everyone's ears in the Crescent City and shaking the world.

Outside Crescent City, a middle-aged man in blue stood in mid air with his feet on a sword and his hands on his back.

As the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi spread his voice to the city, his whole body was swept away and enveloped the whole new moon city.

For a moment, the head of Guizhou was crushed to the ground by the terrible pressure.

Those near the gate of the Crescent City Qianshou, but also directly exploded and died.

In the whole city, whether building a foundation or condensing the pulse, they were frightened by the pressure, their teeth trembled and their whole body trembled.

"Yes... It's a true gentleman!"

There was a well-informed old man in Crescent City. Looking at the middle-aged man with his hands on the sword in the air in front of the city gate, he said in horror.

The ancient kingdom of Xieyang never existed before.

Salvation refers to cultivation, while Zhenjun is a honorary title.

This name is popular in Taihuang ancient land. Starting from Yuanying, Yuanying is called "great energy", Dujie is called "true king", huashenbei is called "divine king", Hedao is called "holy king", and earth immortals are called zunzhe.

Standing outside the new moon city, riding the sword, riding the wind and controlling the air, you can release the pressure enough to crush the new moon city in a moment. It's not who the real king is.

Behind Dujie Zhenjun, there are two old men, one is the West

Wang Renhua, the frontier guard, and Qi Shangruan Yu, the head of the qishang nationality.

"Qi Shangruan Yu, is the thief still in the city?"

Seeing no response from the Crescent City, the middle-aged man driving a sword and controlling in the air turned back and asked.

Chijian Zhenjun, a famous robber in the northern cold region, is the eldest disciple of Lingjian Shengjun, who is famous in the northern cold region. He is also a disciple of the taizai house of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state.

The second room childe of taizai's mansion was killed and the house was shocked. He sent Chijian Zhenjun, who was just practicing near the ancient kingdom of Xieyang, to catch the man who killed the second room childe and return to the mansion for disposal.

So, accompanied by Qi Shangruan Yu and Wang Renhua, he went outside Xinyue city.

"Return to the king's gentleman, the small has a eyeliner in the Crescent City, that person has entered the crescent moon's family, and has never been out in seven days!"

After death, Qi Shangruan Yu bowed respectfully and answered very carefully. After all, he is a big man at the level of crossing the robbery.

"Just wait ten more breaths. After ten more breaths, go to the master's house of hanyue family and find out the thief!"

Chijian Zhenjun waved his hand, and the voice fell, but he saw that the original building was flat, and a man and a woman came in the wind.

"Lord Zhenjun, that man is the desert!"

Qi Shangruan Yu excitedly pointed to Wang Xiao and said loudly.

Chijian Zhenjun nodded slightly. When he looked ahead, he found Gu Yue Jinghong and Wang Xiao standing on the tower.

"Dujie Zhenjun?!"

Gu Yue surprised Hong and looked at the Chijian Zhenjun who stepped on the sword. His face turned white and his heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley. It was a strong man in the ancient country of Xieyang. It was easy to wipe out the cold moon family.

And Chilian Zhenjun took a look at Gu Yue and surprised Hong, then turned his eyes to Wang Xiao, "are you the one who killed childe Zhao Junfeng?"

"Good!"

Wang Xiao nodded calmly. His eyes were like an ancient well without waves, and his cheeks were like a secluded pool without ripples.

"Very good. Even the people of our taizai mansion dare to move. You can kill the second room childe Zhao Junfeng. I think you have some strength."

"It's spread. Your name of the desert must move the northern cold region."

"But taizai mansion can't be offended. You killed the son of Erfang, Zhao Junfeng. I want to catch you back to taizai mansion of Jinshi Xinjiang for disposal."

Chijian Zhenjun smiled, and his tone was also very plain. He saw the cultivation of Wang Xiao in front of him.

The peak of Yuanying is only one step away from the friar of Dujie. Although it is a little tricky, the naked Zhenjun is confident to win it.

Wang Xiao is also looking at Chijian Zhenjun. He is dressed in blue and Ling in the void. He is a monk in the early stage of the robbery. Although it is the early stage, it has also been precipitated for a long time. He is not an ordinary monk in the early stage of the robbery.

"Don't hurry and catch it!"

Chijian Zhenjun then looked at Wang Xiao and scolded. There was no doubt that the cultivation of crossing the robbery was revealed, and the threat of terror appeared again.

Wang Xiao's expression was slightly frozen, blocking the lonely moon and startling the Hong behind him. He was oppressed by Wang Xiao, and his expression was like a clay ox into the sea.

"In the desert, drop someone quickly and avoid the pain of flesh and skin!"

The red sword God King's authority is unabated. His breath is like a strong wind, occasionally covering the earth, like a shower. During the banquet, everything has a point. He presses Wang Xiao horizontally, as if to make Wang Xiao give in.

"Lord Zhenjun, this son is extremely arrogant. You don't need to say more. Just kill him quickly."

Qi Shangruan Yu said behind him. He didn't have the appearance of kneeling down to beg for mercy at the beginning. He was full of a small man's ambition.

But Wang Xiao didn't look at it from beginning to end.

It's not enough to look at such a clown.

"Hum!"

With a cold hum, Wang smiled and broke the authority of Chijian Zhenjun.

In the past, Wang Xiao might have been suppressed by the red sword God's authority, but now he scolds the God bully's body and is the peak cultivation of Yuanying. Don't mention the authority of robbing the real king. Even if it is the authority of Huashen, Wang Xiao is not afraid.

"The boy is really extraordinary."

Seeing this, the red sword God gentleman's face changed slightly, and then his fingerprints tied, he shouted, "sword!"

Suddenly, the giant sword under his feet became smaller and flew into the hands of the red sword God King.

The red sword God King drank again: "go to the sword."

Then he threw the red sword at Wang Xiao.

Suddenly, the red long sword automatically attacked Wang Xiao as if it had spirit.

"Ruyi magic soldier?"

Seeing the long red sword, Wang Xiao recognized it with a glance. It was a wishful divine weapon. The super controller didn't need to use Reiki. He could move with one thought.

"I want to see how much you can do."

"Sword rain!"

Chijian Zhenjun smiled coldly and then cast the spell.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the air, and the swords differentiated from the long red sword. In a moment, there were a hundred swords. The swords spit out sword Qi and stabbed Wang Xiao, like a shower and lightning.

The air was blasted in the sword rain, as if the sword awn directly broke the space and cut Wang Xiao straight.

Wang Xiao smiled and said nothing. He raised his hand without any aura fluctuation. Then his big hand grabbed the sword like fishing for the moon, but among the hundreds of swords, he took the red long sword itself directly. His big hand grabbed the blade without any blood stains. The sword was swept on Wang Xiao's body and broken like glass.

Chishenba's body is really extraordinary!

If he is a monk at the peak of other Yuanying, if he resists the sword with his body, he will be penetrated by the sword, and then die.

But when the sword hit Qiyu, it suddenly plunged into the solid rock like fragile glass.

"Huh?"

"Don't stop?"

Wang Xiao grabbed the Ruyi magic weapon with his big hand. Ruyi magic weapon couldn't feel the master's breath on Wang Xiao, so he wanted to resist, break away from Wang Xiao's big hand and return to Chijian Zhenjun.

Feeling the resistance of Ruyi's magic weapon, Wang Xiao immediately frowned and squeezed the body of the red long sword with force from his palm.

"No --!"

Chijian Zhenjun looked at it and showed an incredible expression on his face. Ruyi's divine soldier was broken and was eaten back for a while, spitting blood and falling.