Chapter 487: Night Hell

The 487th Night Jail

Ning Qi only wants to say three words to Tian Jian, that is...Fuck!

Without saying anything, I directly deducted a hat for myself and assassinated the prince of the Kyushu Empire. When I heard this crime, I knew that I couldn’t afford it for the time being.

"You don't think it's okay to say nothing, you, take this enchanting first!"

When Tianjian waited for Ning Qi to scream, his face suddenly cooled down. At this time, Wu Wangye had already flown in front of them and took the lead in attacking the bronze gong.

When Shen Long waited for others to see it, he had to follow.

Ning Qi reacted very quickly. When Wu Wangye flew toward him, he knew that Wu Wangye wanted to kill him first, so Ning Qi was a flash and hid in the mouth of the bronze gong.

"Damn!"

When Wu Wangye saw it, he had to slam the fist on the bronze cymbal. His fist was covered with golden vindictiveness, and he punched out with a punch. Everyone seemed to hear the dragon and the tiger.

"Wu Wangfu's Tianjie martial arts ‘Dragon Tiger Boxing’!”

The audience in the stands showed a surprise color.

Tianjian is using swordsmanship. In his hand, there is a sword with a faint blue light.

Later, he stabbed the sword against the bronze. This sword not only condensed the vindictiveness of his body, but also brought a strong sword meaning. This sword meant everyone in the room would not shudder.

"Tianjianshu!"

The audience in the stands was once again ecstatic.

Subsequently, it was the other dragons who waited for the dragon to perform their famous stunts, so that everyone could see the dazzling and screaming, these attacks, almost at the same time, fell on the bronze cymbals.

Boom!

The bronze plaque was reversed and was retreated to the vicinity of the stands. It was blocked by a mysterious ban on the battlefield. It could not take another step. There were some signs of fragmentation on it.

"fight back!"

Ning Qi screamed.

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Bronze cymbals are similar to Ningqi. They don’t care about the attacks that fall on them. They don’t have any meaning to evade defense. They attacked and defended, and the mad Chaowu prince and others attacked them. In the past, hundreds of strokes have passed, and the audience in the stands watched the blood of the audience and had a new perspective on the strength of the bronze cymbals.

"This guy doesn't seem to be a living thing..."

Finally, everyone saw some doorways, but the mind was still uncertain.

The Eastern Holocaust looked at the bronze giant, and there was a hint of doubt and curiosity in his eyes. He also wanted to know what it was.

Suddenly, the Eastern Holocaust brain flashed through a flash of light.

"Is it a trick?"

His eyes showed an unbelievable color.

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"Where is the enchanting singer just in the capital!"

There was a roar in the sky.

The roar sounded directly to the clouds in the sky. The people in the whole capital raised their heads and their faces were amazed.

The tour was like a fierce one, and his face looked gloomy and appeared in the sky above the battlefield.

Come again, come again, the audience in the stands have raised their heads and looked at the people who are coming, and at the same time, they are full of fun!

At the same time, in the corner, a woman with a pale face, after seeing who is coming, has a hint of jealousy in her eyes.

This woman is not someone else, it is the Ding family, Ding Ling who guards the cloud building!

The person who came in was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe. His face was cold and his eyes swept through the crowd like a sharp blade. Finally, he stayed on the bronze cymbal.

"It is the big catcher of the black prison gate!"

There was a stunned color on the faces of the people. The people who were talking in a low voice could not help but close their mouths. For a time, the battlefield seemed very silent.

"Night catching the head."

The tour flew to the air and smiled at the other side.

The night hangs a faint look at the tour, and the eyes flashed a trace of disgust, but there was no return, but the martial arts prince and other people asked: "What happened?"

When Tianjian waited for each other, they looked at each other and looked at Wu’s lord.

Wu Wangye looked at the night to hell, and raised a deep taboo in his heart. Then he said the cause and effect of the matter. Of course, he listened to Ningqi, and he completely reversed black and white.

"Wu Wangye, if you say this, it is a bit too much. How could he intentionally assassinate you!"

The Eastern Holocaust couldn’t help but open the door.

Night Hell looks fiercely to the Eastern Holocaust: "I am asking Wu Wangye, and you have nothing to do with your three eunuchs. If you plug in your mouth next time, don't blame me for not giving me a face!"

The face of the Eastern Holocaust suddenly fell dark, and the heart was extremely angry.

But in the eyes of everyone, it is a matter of course. Everyone knows that the black prison gate is not in harmony with the eunuchs in the palace and treats each other as hatred.

"Sure enough, he is afraid to be caught in the black prison door."

Duan Minglong’s mouth slightly rose.

Duan Juntian's three brothers are also extremely happy.

Only a paragraph of cold eyebrows, but a hint of worry in the eyes.

Duan Juntian happened to have caught this scene, and he couldn't help but clench his fist.

At this time, Wu Lingfeng also woke up under the treatment of the elders. An elder whispered what he had just fainted in the past, and Wu Ling’s mouth smirked a bit of sneer: Ah, I entered the black prison gate, and sooner or later you will fall into my hands!

Night Jail looks at the bronze cymbals, a faint saying: "Get out, don't force me to shoot."

Ning Qi knows that he is talking to himself and thinking about it. It is estimated that the other party’s cultivation should be a fight, and the bronze gong is not the opponent of the other party. Ning Qi flew out of his mouth.

"Night catching the head, kill him!"

Wu Wangye whispered.

Night Hell swept the prince of Wu, a faint saying: "I am a black prison gate, Wu Wangye still do not want to intervene as well."

Wu Wangye heard the words, his face was a bit ugly.

Night Hell looked at Ning Qi and said: "Follow me back to the black prison gate!"

Black prison gate, what a ghost? Ning Qi seems to have never heard of this place, but watching the attitude of the likes of Jin Jin and Wu Wangye, it is clear that the black prison gate behind this guy is by no means a simple place.

"This kid and this giant are caught in the black prison gate, basically don't think about it."

"Whoever asked him to be a foreigner in the cloud, he dared to blame with Wu Wangye and others, and intervened in the matter between the Eastern Holocaust and Wulingfeng!"

"Nothing to watch."

"You still don't leave?" Night Prison looked coldly at Ning Qi, a terrible breath, and instantly bombarded Ning Qi's heart from his eyes.

Ning Qi snorted and spewed out a blood.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang from the heads of the crowd.

"Oh, little guy, how are you here? This is... eh?"