Chapter 151： Already an enemy

Chapter 151:

The punch of the strong man has not yet fallen, and the strong wind pressure formed has turned into a terrible attack, like a sword, which can reap life.

"You also try my punch."

Qi Xiaosheng screamed, his fists shook, and a fierce vigor appeared on his fists.

This breath is gray, and it is turned into a terrible grimace, with a dangerous and dead breath, as if a punch is about to take the life of the enemy and devour human flesh.

Emperor Wu died.

This is a fierce, full of death moves.

This trick was hit, and the grimace rushed away from the sky, and the surrounding wind pressure was cut, but was swallowed and crushed by the grimace.

"Actually fight hard with me"

The strong man showed a mocking look.

But he was born with divine power, and he could pull eight horses with one wave of his arms.

Such a punch is enough to kill people.

咵.

At the next moment, the fists of the two collided in one place, and a sharp scream was made. The wind pressure vented out in all directions, and even turned into an invisible ripple.

Under this ripple, the surrounding trees broke instantaneously, and the sand and stones flew, which could not be seen.

The eight princes also had a secret path, and quickly operated the True Qi Bodyguard.

咵.

With a soft sound, the ripples hit the eighth prince's body qi and hit the eighth prince's body.

After he stabilized his body, he looked at it and found an amazing scene.

I saw that the strong man with natural power was actually knocked down to the ground, holding his fist and grinning.

His fist was originally the size of a casserole. At the moment, it was like a washbasin, but his hand was broken and swollen.

looked at the enemy but remained motionless, like a majestic mountain.

"How could it be that the strength of the competition actually lost."

The eighth prince took a breath and felt the fear of the enemy.

Zheng.

At this moment, a sword qi was cut again, cut on the neck of the strong man, and a blood mark was drawn.

However, the strong man is not dead because of his strong physique.

"Hey, Lao Tzu is practicing grandpa, but he has more strength and strong defense, and you can't kill me with your sharp sword."

The strong man made an angry roar, turned over and stood up, ignoring the injury of his hand bone, and punched out again.

"Can't kill you"

Qi Xiaosheng snorted with a smile, his hands into palms, and even flaming flames on his palms.

Wudi Shenhuo.

Qi Xiaosheng's palms were shot out, and the palm wind was like thunder, accompanied by the crimson palms, like a fire dragon roaring.

Boom.

The palms filled with flames hit the strong man's body, and in a flash, the burning flame burned him.

The strong man's body was beaten and flew out, planted on the ground, still burning with flames.

He let out a painful roar and rolled on the ground, trying to put out the flames.

But Qi Xiaosheng's palm was not a pure flame, but a red fire that turned into a yang to gang, and it was difficult to extinguish.

The red fire is fierce, and it can smelt the **** iron. Although the external strength of the strong man is strong, it is difficult to resist the burning of the red fire, and it instantly turns into a pile of coke.

killed the strong man, leaving only eight princes in front of Qi Xiaosheng.

The eighth prince was glanced at by Qi Xiaosheng, a heart was like a trough, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

He felt that he was being stared at by the **** of death.

"Me and I are the eighth princes, and a prince can't kill me, otherwise your loved ones, your kingdom will be buried, and everyone will die."

The eighth prince was threatened by Nei Lian, his face pale.

Even his strongest subordinates were easily killed, and the Eighth Prince also understood the horror of the people in front of him.

"I said, stop me from dying."

Qi Xiaosheng didn't pay any attention at all and walked towards the eighth prince step by step.

The eighth prince was so scared that there was no human face, no war intent, and he turned and fled.

Qi Xiaosheng snorted coldly, one finger sword gas burst out and shot directly at the Eighth Prince's mind.

"The Holy Emperor is merciful and cannot kill him."

The voice of Mu Ruying came from behind.

It's a pity that all this is too late, Qi Xiaosheng's sword spirit has been sent out, and he will never take it back.

The eighth prince also felt this terrible sword gas, and only a sword gas made him feel the threat of death.

The eighth prince felt the cold wind behind him, and his feet were on the ground a bit, trying to avoid it.

But that finger's qi is like a tarsal bone, which actually followed, and could not dodge.

"I am the eighth prince of Dagan, born dragon and phoenix, how to die."

The eighth prince roared unwillingly, and tried his best to urge the true qi, which was injected into the long sword in his hand.

Zheng.

The sword is cut out, which contains the universe, as if opening up a small world.

This is the mystery of the Dagan royal family's mentality.

However, the sword of Qi Xiaosheng broke through the heavens and the earth, and broke the small world, smashing the sword in the hands of the eighth prince.

Poof.

The eighth prince was pierced by a sword and died on the spot.

At this time, Mu Ruying and Lan Lingfeng arrived.

looked at the tragic death of the eighth prince, Mu Ruying's face changed, and finally sighed.

"Holy Emperor, you are too impulsive.

After all, we are the princes of the dynasty, but you killed the prince of the lord, and you are the enemy of the lord. Mu Ruying sighed.

"Yes, although the Hundred Dynasties event is fair competition, life and death have their own skills, but everyone understands that killing the big prince heir, it is equivalent to death." Lan Lingfeng also said.

"I and the emperor have long been hostile, and killing his son at this moment can only be regarded as receiving some interest."

Qi Xiaosheng snorted.

The big emperor deliberately targeted and sent him to the base camp of the Seventh Prince of the Demon Kingdom, how could he not guess

He must have revenge, and from that moment, he decided to destroy the emperor.

At this moment, he said ~www.novelhall.com~ while looking up at the sky, his eyes penetrated through the layers of space, and he broke through the mirror image of Qiankun, as if facing the big emperor.

"This **** son."

The palm of the big king shot on the table in front of him, and smashed the marble tabletop.

"Why is this the emperor, fair competition, but the competition is not dead, you can only blame your strength." Rong's disciples seriously said.

"The Hundred Dynasties event was not only to remove some backward princes for the dynasty, but also to select talents for Zhongzhou.

The Great Han Shenghuang is very good. At present, it is the most outstanding talent in this event. "

The disciples of the soldiers also glanced at the big emperor, with a warning in his eyes.

disciples of other families also expressed their views, very important to the Han emperor.

For a time, the emperor's look was terrible and gloomy.

However, in a flash, the emperor lost his breath, and his expression returned to normal. Instead, he smiled and said, "Sorry, this emperor was just impulsive for a while because his son died.

But everyone is right, the event is fair competition, life and death have their own destinies, no wonder people.

Moreover, the emperor of the Han Dynasty was also the prince of the dynasty of the Dagan Dynasty and the people of the emperor.

Everyone fancy him, the emperor is equally happy. "

"The emperor can really do that, that's good."

The disciples of Nakashu glanced at each other, thinking how much they could believe if the emperor.