Chapter 1289： The name of the king of war

"Hey…"

Zhan Xiaotian sighed lightly. With his strength, if he tried his best, he would not necessarily be his opponent if he was a first-grade holy realm in this area.

However, if he reveals his trump card for an irrelevant girl today, then these three hundred years of forbearance will be completely meaningless.

Of course, Zhan Xiaotian didn't believe it at this time, Wu Tianxing would watch him die in the hands of Wang Wochao.

Because, even if he wastes no time, he is also a war queen.

Emperor Wu galloped the world and lay down these billions of mountains and rivers, and the emperor of war was indispensable.

And once he died in Wudi City, this Qingcang Northwest would surely fall into real chaos.

Zhan Dynasty, 30,000 war servants, are powerful guards who have frightened Qing Cang for 100,000 years.

Even if the Zhan Dynasty is located in the corner, its national power is weak, and it has no reputation, but... in the territory of Shenwu, there has never been a dynasty to underestimate the Zhan Dynasty.

"Taiyuan Mountain King's family? The second prince Shenwu? Is it such a bullying of the weak?"

only! ! !

Just when Zhan Xiaotian looked sad and angry, and Chu Yinyin was also desperate, in a corner of the hall, suddenly there was a cold voice.

The whole hall was silent.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice with a stunned expression, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Whether it is the Wangwo Dynasty or Wu Tianxing, they are both the contemporary arrogant of this Wudi City that truly stands at the top of the power.

The cultivation strength of these two people, or their background identities, are both supreme, and few people dare to provoke them.

Even the strong man in the holy realm stopped at this moment with some doubts and looked at the Wangwo Dynasty at a loss.

"Um?"

On the high platform, Chu Yinyin's eyes trembled lightly, her heart fluctuating.

However, Chu Yinyin's face suddenly became dull when he saw the figure sitting far away in the black clothes and hair.

Then! !

Under the stunned gaze of the arrogant blue sky, she stepped directly towards Ling Xiao, and the white gauze on that pretty face slipped quietly at this moment, revealing a delicate and elegant unparalleled fairy face.

Even though! !

At this time, Ling Xiao’s face was covered by Xianxia, ​​but Chu Yinyin still recognized this young man at a glance. It was the son who gave her the spirit stone at the border of the Gulin Dynasty that day! !

Heroic and unparalleled, the talk is clear.

Every move is an indescribable dignity.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, the sound of inhaling air-conditioning came one after another, and at this time, all Tianjiao's eyes showed a touch of intoxication.

Especially Wang Wo Chao, swallowed fiercely with excitement, raised his hand and pointed at Chu Yinyin remotely, "Give me...get her."

"Move her and die."

From beginning to end, Ling Xiao didn't even glance at Wang Wochao, but sipped his tea.

Hearing this, the strong man in the holy realm stopped again, his face seemed a little hesitant.

For some reason, although he didn't feel a trace of spiritual power oppression at this time.

However, there is a kind of unspeakable uneasiness, it's like... being placed between the neck with a sharp blade, and a slight movement, it is a strange place in the body.

"What are you doing in a daze! Wang Erma, haven't you heard what this son said?"

Wang Wo frowned slightly and shouted angrily.

After all, the saint realm powerhouse gritted his teeth, and the moment the palm of his hand protruded, the palm of one party fell from the sky, and he wanted to capture Chu Yinyin in his hand.

Can! !

At this moment, the space in front of Wang Erma's eyes suddenly froze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, endless visions began to surge, sacred mountains and big rivers, rivers and waves, galaxies dazzling, and purple air hanging eastward.

The whole space seems to be in chaos, Wan Lai is silent and Taoist rhyme flows.

But the shock on Wang Erma's face hadn't dissipated, but he saw the void in front of him, suddenly bursting away from it.

I saw a tall and straight figure in black, slowly walking out of it, with a bronze ancient sword in his hand, purple intent enveloping, with a sword power of three thousand.

"Om!!"

In the hall, the sword roar suddenly resounded.

Everyone only saw a ray of purple light pierced through the void and shattered everything.

And the spiritual palm that Wang Erma protruded directly shattered from it, transforming the spirits and scattered, shocking people's hearts.

"Guru."

At this moment, everyone looked at the young man who appeared next to Chu Yinyin in amazement.

Is it possible to break the offensive of a strong holy realm with a single sword...Is this young man also a strong holy realm? !

"Wang...Wang Erma! What are you doing in a daze! Don't give me a hurry..."

Before Wang Wochao's voice fell, his face suddenly paled in the next instant.

Not only him! !

In the entire hall, all the young Tianjiao's eyes widened, and their bodies trembled fiercely, as if they had seen a great horror.

at this time! !

They saw that the holy realm slave standing in front of Wang Wo Chao suddenly... split from it! !

The blood and internal organs spilled all over the place, shocking and disgusting.

Even Chu Yinyin pressed her lips tightly, trying not to let herself exclaim.

One sword, beheaded a strong man in the holy realm.

Although domestic slaves like Wang Erma's cultivation realm was mostly raised with pill, even the holy calamity might not have been passed by himself.

However, he is still a holy land!

A strong man who surpasses the world and holds countless lives and deaths.

"you you you…"

Wang Wo opened his mouth angrily, staring at the boy in front of him in a daze, apparently he hadn't reacted from the scene before him.

"Who are you? You dare to kill people in public in my Emperor Shenwu Dynasty! Why, do you have no king laws when you are my Emperor?"

Wu Tianxing frowned, weighing slightly in his heart.

Although the young man's methods in front of him, even he felt extremely jealous.

However, this is the Emperor Shenwu Dynasty, and he also has many life-saving trump cards in his hand.

At this time, as long as he helped Wang Wochao make a small head, the relationship between the two would definitely be stronger.

At that time... the emperor can be pictured!

"Wang Fa?"

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, his eyes were cold, "It is because of you bullies that make this world turbulent."

"you!!"

Wang Wochao and Wu Tianxing looked at each other, killing intent in their eyes, and then they waved their hands at the same time, and ordered the servants behind them to run towards Ling Xiao.

"My son!! You go, leave me alone!!!"

Chu Yinyin's pretty face changed. Unknown courage, he directly held Ling Xiao's arm and blocked him behind him.

With her vision, the Emperor Shenwu Dynasty is already the world's best, unable to provoke.

Even if Ling Xiao is incomparable, once he provokes this power...

"stop!!!"

only! !

Just as the figures of the servants of the noble realm swept out and surrounded Ling Xiao and Chu Yinyin, a cold shout came from outside the hall again.

I saw a beautiful shadow in a red dress coming from outside the hall, followed by a young man in a golden robe, surrounded by nine pythons, and a purple and gold dragon crown on his head.

"Um?"

Hearing the sound, Wu Tianxing's face was stunned for a moment, and when he turned his head, he saw that the two figures had arrived in front of everyone.

"Wu Tianxing, you are so bold."

Wu Hongsi snorted coldly, with awe-inspiring killing intent in his eyes.

original!

She and the two princes of the Shenwu Emperor did not have too deep feelings.

However, it was Prince Wu Tianqi that Shen Jingan rescued back then, so now the Blood-Clothed Marquis Mansion is considered to be under the Prince's seat.

And Wu Tianxing... has always been regarded as the biggest obstacle to the crown prince's accession to the throne.

It's really self-inflicted, you can't live!