Chapter 1165

Who can imagine that the king of wijiadi, who has been in power for 600 years, lost to the other side in the power competition, and the price is his own life.

In a flash, the whole battlefield suddenly quiet, so for a moment, the blood camp suddenly burst out of earth shaking cheers.

No one knows how Lord Shen did it, but even the blind can see that he defeated the demon like black horn strongman and avenged mayor Yuanlun.

It seems that the black horn army can't accept this cruel fact. The ugly faces of the black horn soldiers who never know what to fear finally show a trace of fear.

Finally, the black horn army began to retreat to the rear.

This retreat immediately made the blood clan camp roar, and the blood clan cheered loudly. In their eyes, the black horn clan is not invincible. As long as there is Lord Shen, there is no need to be afraid of them!

Shen Jianxin frowned and stared at the retreating black horned army. His right fist still trembled slightly.

The black horn was too powerful just now. I had to fight it out with my shaking fist. If there are more powerful ones like this in the black horn army, it will be a nightmare for the blood camp.

Shen Jianxin shakes his head and turns to the blood clan camp.

At least he won this battle. No one can deny the fact, no matter blood clan or black horn clan.

The black horn army retreated thirty miles all the way. That night, the British metropolis was full of lights, and almost all the blood clans were in the excitement and joy of victory.

Only Shen Jianxin and a few people know that if there are more powerful black horns like Wei Di and Wang, the British metropolis will not be able to defend in the end.

Early the next morning, an unexpected visitor came outside the British Metropolitan line of defense.

This is a mysterious man who wrapped his whole body in a black robe. He doesn't have the smell of black horn, but he exudes a smell of decay.

"I'm here on behalf of the black horn people to see your leader Shen Jianxin!" The mysterious man in black was suspended in mid air, and he said in a loud voice.

Three blood princes launched and surrounded them.

"Who are you! Why do you work for the black horn people? " One of the blood prince denounced.

In the eyes of the blood clan strongmen, since this man is not the black horn clan, he should also be the blood clan. However, he should be an emissary for the black horn clan. It's a shame.

"Who am I? ha-ha! Anyway, I'm not a blood clan! Tell Shen Jianxin to come out

"How dare you call Lord Shen by your name?" A blood prince angrily came forward and wanted to take this man by himself.

Lord Shen is already the most respectable existence in the heart of the strong people of the blood clan. How can the traitors shout and shout.

So the prince of the blood clan started decisively, and wanted to give each other a bad impression.

The other two blood princes were silent, holding the battle for him.

After all, the other party came in the name of an emissary. If we fight one out of three, it would make the enemy look down on us.

"Hey, hey! Do you want to die? " The mysterious man in black robe grinned grimly, took out a stick with strange shape from his sleeve, and swept it to the prince of blood race who rushed forward.

The prince of the blood clan didn't expect that the other side had space equipment. For a moment, he made a mistake in grasping the attack distance. He was swept in the waist by the other side's solid stick and smashed out.

The black robed monster did not pursue, but floated in the original place with a stick, sneering.

The smashed Prince of the blood clan was so angry that he stopped his body and was about to attack him. Suddenly, he found that the blood gas flow in his body was very different. It was like a flood that had opened the gate. He let it go. He was so scared that he stood in the same place.

"Find someone who can talk! I'm tired of playing you little characters, Bonzi The mysterious man in Black said with a smile.

At this time, hearing the news, Xiong Jingbian held a knife in his hand and yelled, "who are you and where are you from?"

What Xiong Jingbian thought was much more profound than these blood princes. A black horn emissary who didn't look like the black horn emissary came to visit immediately aroused his curiosity, so he came to visit at the first time.

"Xiong Jingbian, you are a big man now. Your tone is really different from before." The mysterious man in Black said with a smile.

This sentence just a export, immediately will bear Jing side scared out of a cold sweat.

How does the other party know their name? Is he a matchless man? Only those who come from the other side of the Terran world can recognize themselves and say such things.

"You blood clans are so stupid that you can't even recognize them. You regard the alien race as the leader, ha ha! Ha ha ha The mysterious black robed man laughs.

Xiong Jingbian couldn't let him go on. Without saying a word, he cut off with a backhand.

The mysterious man in the black robe was calm. With a light wave of the stick in his hand, he calmly blocked Xiong Jingbian's knife.

Xiong Jingbian was shocked because he recognized the weapon in his opponent's hand.

"You, who are you?" However, Xiong Jingbian still did not dare to confirm that he was always calm, but he was in a mess.

The black robed man no longer said anything, but pulled off his mask and showed his true face.

"Tigh, Tigh! Is it really you When Xiong Jingbian saw Zhang Junxiu's face, he lost his voice.

It was his good friend Taiji who wandered the world with him. I remember that they met Shen Jianxin in nanbatian's villa, and then they went to Tianzhu peak together.

With the past in mind, Xiong Jingbian suddenly felt mixed feelings.

"When did you come?" As soon as Xiong Jingbian spoke, he immediately regretted it.

With his intelligence, it's not hard to guess that Taiji appeared in the blood world, and also came on behalf of the black horned people. Nine times out of ten, he is an accomplice of the matchless man.

Taiji's face was the same as before, but his temperament was totally different from before. He sneered and said, "I'm recognized at last! Long time no see! My good friend! There are too many people here, so I won't say more. This evening, Lord Zhong Wuyue invites you and Shen Jianxin to meet at the sunset beach fifteen miles away. It's up to you whether you go or not. "

After that, Taiji swayed away.

Xiong Jingbian's expression is a little trance at the moment, but he didn't stop him. The other strong men of the blood clan didn't come forward when they saw that the coach didn't do it.

In the evening, Shen Jianxin, Xiong Jingbian and Feng xiner come to the sunset beach together.

In any case, Zhong Wuyue and Taiji are all from the human race. Shen Jianxin, three of them from the human race, naturally want to meet each other.

Originally, Shen Jianxin didn't want Xin'er to follow him. Feng Xin'er just said softly, "if you two have something to do, can I live?"

So far, she had to follow.

In order to be just in case, Xiong Jingbian specially mobilized the sky net system of the blood clan to expand the monitoring authority to 15 li away.

At the moment, although the Bank of the sunset river is empty, both inside and outside are under the monitoring of Skynet.

Three people standing on the Bank of the sunset River, saw a sunset slowly fall into the river, rendering the river into a golden yellow.

It's a pity that all the three people present have no time to pay attention.

Finally, from the other side of the river, there are two figures coming. They are Taiji and the long lost ghost clock Wuyue.

This matchless man, demon Zhong Wuyue and Shen Jianxin, have a lot of entanglements.

The reason why Shen Jianxin and Xiong Jingbian came to the blood world is to prevent Zhong Wuyue from leaking the coordinates of the human world to the black horn people, which will bring disaster to the people.

As for the hatred of the unparalleled sword God in those days, there were also several hatred between the two people, which were much dimmed in the face of the safety of the whole human race.

Across the river is not fast, on both sides of the opposite bank, people look at each other from afar.

"Shen Jianxin, Xin'er, are you well?" Wuxiangren magic clock Wuyue is still the make-up of a Yue's sister on Tianzhu peak. It seems that years have not left any trace on her.

Shen Jianxin stares at this monster who stirs up the bloody storm in the Ming Dynasty and then goes to the blood world to stir up the wind and rain. He is in a calm mood.