An Unyielding Wind

"Look over there, so many strong men!"

"The one who wore the golden robe was Loy King! His Majesty Loy King of the Dragon Flying Team was the one who challenged His Jason in Baiyan City last time to win!"

"The other side is His Majesty Mo Jiujun of the Qinghai League. The Qinghai League is the first of the top ten leagues in the Southern League. His Majesty Mo Jiujun, who is firmly in the second place in the Qinghai League, is also a strong figure now! "

"There is also the first killer of Nanlian today, His Majesty's Thousand Kills. He seemed to have successfully assassinated a hegemon-level king a while ago. His own strength is still the leader. Presumably, he will be promoted to the next leader of the Alliance!

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Some cries of surprise came from all sides, and many people pointed and talked about them. 《-一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free》

"It seems that everyone is doing very well now!" Aofeng naturally heard these shattered words, and then smiled with delight and amusement. It seems that these years, they are not in vain, many people have broken out in the Southern League. Got some fame.

"This is still the blessing of the young master." Mo Di smiled slightly. He was not flattering. Many people present were promoted to the great lord, including his son, because of the flower of the broken soul and sea found by proud wind. Including Mo Hanjian, the proud wind really helped them a lot and made them grateful.

Although they are not from Hongfengling and are not under the pride of Aofeng, they can only be said to be friends. However, most people still refer to Aofeng as "Little Master" to show respect, and even Modi is no exception. Only Loykin would continue to pat her proudly on the shoulder and call her "pervert". (-一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free Novel)

Everyone was very happy to meet my friends, but this time is obviously not the time to talk about the old.

The team of Salok and the team of Aofeng had confronted each other. The two powerful king teams looked at each other coldly and provocatively. It is said that with the support of Leukin and others, Salok's side is far behind Pride, and the momentum is undoubtedly short.

After all, the peak king is not Chinese cabbage, and there are not many in the entire Southern League. It is impossible to gather all here. The nine-star king present can count it with ten fingers.

The group over there, except for Salok itself, was only Falan of the Debin family and another nine-star king who had not yet been blessed. The side of Aofeng was almost doubled!

There were also one or two soloists scattered in the crowd without camp.

"When this unknown guy has so many strong friends in the Southern League?" Salok couldn't help but secretly startled.

According to the data obtained from King Aite, Aofeng has only just been out of the customs for many years, and has not even been able to obtain the blessing of the demon god. He is even more unknown in the Southern Alliance, and there should be no personal relationships. Take a look at these people, most of them are notorious people for thousands of years!

The two sides were facing each other, only listening to a loud laugh coming from behind Mo Di. The clear man's voice broke the silence: "Do you want more people to bully less people? Coincidentally, this time for the king's election, I Qingxuan Also participate, if you have this ability, I am always waiting for Her Majesty Salok to lead the people under you!

The master of the voice came out slowly from the crowd. This is a young man with a tall and handsome figure and an extremely overbearing temperament. He was standing next to Mo Di earlier and more forward than Mo Hanjian. It was very good to stand up, Aofeng didn't know him, but strangely felt that his breath was somewhat familiar. (-一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free Novel)

There are several proud people in Mo Di who have never seen her, but she is not surprised. In the millennium, Mo Di must have made some friends in the gods, and friends of friends are naturally also friends, obviously the same is true of the other party. I thought so that he would stand up for the pride.

"Qing Xuan? It's you!" Salok and the Frenchman next to him changed at the same time. When they saw the man, their confidence was lost.

"Yes, it's me." Qing Xuan smiled proudly and said lightly: "Sarlock, you are really not growing, you still have to rely on this way to get the blessing of the devil, and you don't want to lose your brother's face, Sa. Anyway, Speaker Vado is also the No. 1 master in the South, and there will be a brother like you! "

Salok blushed, "I don't need you to take care of my business!"

"As long as you don't mess with me and my brother, I won't bother you, otherwise ..." Qing Xuan coldly hummed, squinting his eyes and stepping forward, so that several people in the opposite side had a cold war.

"Forget it, Lord Salok, don't fight with them for a while, let's talk inside." What more did Salok want to say, but Falan was the first to soften, and his catalog looked at Qing Xuan with a dread and gave a tear. Salok's sleeves point to an open space inside. Now Aofeng has a lot of people on the side, and even swears and spits, and there are also important figures who come out and can only avoid their edge. -一 ＠ 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网-() Free Novel

Salok's face was blue and red, but he also knew that his momentum could not be compared with the people in front of him. Considering his prosperous position and the potential of that horror in the past century, it was no good to offend him. Barely exasperated, he threw his sleeves and walked inward with his party.

The others behind them also followed in, and the place in the doorway suddenly became empty.

Seeing that Salok gave way, some low-eyed snoring sounded, apparently, this time the confrontation was another loss of Salok.

"Count him to know." Qing Xuan smiled slightly and walked back to the team.

"Are you?" Aofeng looked at him doubtfully, but she also looked out. This Qingxuan is a peak king of nine stars. Except for the power of no blessing, it seems that he is not much worse than Mo Di and others. His influence is even greater than that of Moody and their status should be good.

Qing Xuan looks only in her early twenties. She is very young, and she is about the same age as her appearance. The actual age is probably not too big. The young top powerhouse is unavoidable.

"Oh, let me introduce you to the young master. This is the young master of my Qinghai alliance, Qing Xuan, the only child of our Qinghai alliance leader." Mo Di reached out and pointed at Qing Ye, smiling gently: "Qing Xuan Shao The leader is the first genius in the Southern League for thousands of years. After less than 300 years of practice, he has the current strength and amazing combat ability. (-一 三 三 # 八 ￥ 看 & 书 * 网 --Free Novel) "

"Master Qing Xuan is a noble illusionist. He has a powerful fantasy beast. He is not a class stronger than ordinary practitioners. No strong man like Salok is an opponent of Master Qing Xuan. Therefore, they will be afraid of him. This time we came to accompany Master Qing Xuan to participate in the election of the king. It was heard that they would also come to see if Loykin had planned to meet once, but I saw you. "

"You have reached the peak of the king in less than three hundred years?" Aofeng was taken aback. The speed of this practice is really terrible. It is a genius that is rare to see for thousands of years. Only the two illusionists, Thousand Silence and Yin Fu, can catch up with him, of course, her own freak is an exception.

On the continents of the gods, there are indeed no shortage of talents!

"Speaking of it, Master Qing Xuan, you have a little fate with Master Zhuo." Dong Lin on the side chuckled: "I remember that the uprising used by Master Zhuo was the overlord shot of the overlord of the rifle, right? His Majesty's father, His Majesty Qing Ye, was the lord of the arrogance of that year. His Majesty Qing Ye is now the leader of the top ten leagues of the Southern League and the leader of the Qinghai League. "

Mo Di nodded with a smile, affirming his words: "I and Qing Ye ran into each other because of an accident, and they met each other without knowing each other. Then we talked about Lord Fengfeng, and they were very happy, so he invited us to the Qinghai Alliance .We did n’t bring too many people to the gods. It ’s too much trouble to build our own power. Now I ’m just harassing him. Qing Ye is the leader of the top ten alliances in the South, second only to Speaker Sava. A lot of strong people, if there is no first-class blessing from the speaker, that is not necessarily a blue night opponent. "

"Large lord of rifles?" Aofeng paused, then glanced at Qing Xuan in surprise.

The overlord shooting had a huge impact on her upright journey and benefited her a lot. Of course she would not forget the founder of upright uprising, but it was still an unexpected thing to contact him and the people around him. No wonder Qing Xuan's arrogance made her feel familiar. It turned out to be from her overlord gun uprising.

"Oh? This brother, you also use the overlord shooting?" Qing Xuan also looked at the wind with surprise, with a touch of excitement in her expression.

For masters who also use guns, he always has a special intimacy.

"Yes, I am using Ling Zun's marksmanship tips. In that case, I'm afraid I will inevitably call you a brother." Aofeng smiled, and all those who teach skills can be regarded as teachers, even if it is just an upright stone It's enough to make her the master of that gun.

"Haha, my brother will be spared. My father and a lot of disciples are no longer new. If you don't mind, call me Brother Qingxuan." The original help Ao Feng only looked at Mo Di's face, but heard Ao The freshness of the wind did not deliberately settle words, Qing Xuan could not help but feel a little more favorable to her.

"Qing Xuan ... brother ..." Aofeng screamed low, but stared at him with a stunned look. There was a hint of sourness in her heart. This pronunciation is so similar to "Brother Qingxue". Think of Qing Xue.

Qing Xuan didn't find anything different, only she felt that the tone seemed soft, and there was a rare touch in her heart. She nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't asked your name yet, and how old are you, Don't call me Brother Brother for a long time, but you are actually older than me! "

Qing Xuan said this is not without reason. He is the first genius of the Southern League. No one can practice at a faster pace. This year, he is just 283 years old.

Although he couldn't directly see the strength of Aofeng, he felt that she was also very strong. From the moment she dared to confront Salok and others, she could see that with this strength, at least she had to cultivate Gao Jian, and be able to cultivate. It should have been older than Gao Jian's king.

"Haha ..." Loikin and the others around laughed. They never worried about this, but I do n’t know how long Aofeng has returned, nor can he determine the age of Aofeng. Frowning and asking her, "How old are you now? What is your strength? Speak out and let us see if you continue to pervert."

The crowd was actually very curious about the proud journey of Qin Jie. At this time, it was not convenient to tell the story slowly, but they were very concerned about her achievements, and now they have vertical ears.

It ’s no big deal to say to these old friends who know everything, and Aofeng does n’t hide it, just touch the chin, “Oh, this ... I ’m 28 years old now, what ’s my strength level, just arrived at Jiujian. peak……"

"Rely on ..." Despite the preparations in the heart, many people accepted that they could not roll their eyes when they heard that Aofeng had been practiced by many people for thousands of years in three years.

And the first time I saw Qing Xuan, what was abnormal, I almost didn't bite off my tongue! His eyes were almost bulging out, staring at Aofeng, his eyes were full of incredible colors! 2k novel reading network