Dragon-Marked War God

On the edge of the South China Sea, a white figure fluttered across the sky, like a lightning bolt, and it was almost the end. This white shadow is not someone else. It is the Jiang Chen who rushed to the east continent from the South China.

Jiang Chen, who was already driving fast, suddenly became upset. This kind of upset was exactly the same as when he killed the Gorefiend in the Yellowstone area. A bad premonition appeared in Jiang Chen’s heart.

"Mother's, this is really annoying, I hope not to do anything."

Jiang Chen whispered, the space was displayed to the extreme, and the speed was once again raised. This time it was rushed to the East China, and it took half a month to go, and the road was unobstructed. This kind of road is undoubtedly very boring. Jiang Chen simply took out the broken sword of the third sacred sword.

"Every time a part of the Tiansheng sword is merged, the power will increase dramatically. Now I have got three cuts. The remaining four parts, I am afraid I will find it in the mainland of China. I will now fully integrate these three pieces. You can have the power of the king's soldiers, enough to compete with the general king's soldiers."

Jiang Chen secretly said that he is extremely confident about his own Tiansheng sword. Moreover, after getting the third interception, he can also use Jiuyang Xuangong to make out the Jiuyang holy water at any time. This is a huge wealth.

The material of the Tiansheng sword is too hard. It is undoubtedly very difficult to integrate, but Jiang Chen is different. He is the master of the Tiansheng sword, connected with the source of the Tiansheng sword, plus his current body. In addition to the fire of the real dragon, there is also the fire of the thunder to the yang, the fusion of the two flames, the power of the power is unimaginable, in the cooperation of these two flames and the great refining, I want It is still very easy to integrate the Tiansheng sword.

Just as Jiang Chen rushed the road and smelt the Tiansheng sword, the Shengwu dynasty, but completely blasted the pot.

In the Shengwu Hall, the Emperor Wu looked at the Prince lying on the ground with a gloomy face. At this moment, the Prince had fallen into a coma and was cut off. For every man, it was a fatal injury. Rao was a warrior. The later repairs, can not withstand such pain, coupled with humiliation and resentment, on the spot fainted, it is extremely normal.

In the hall, there are more than a dozen emperors, as well as Shangguan Sheng and Tianzhu, all of them are even afraid of breathing. They are not fools. They know that the emperor of the moment is in a state of anger, although it has not been shown. But definitely can't touch it.

"Say, who did it."

The coldness of the Emperor Wu’s tone can make people fall into the hail. The pressure of the king of war is diffused from his body, which makes people feel a suffocating feeling in the place. It is a gap that cannot be crossed between the war spirit and the war king. It is the pressure released by the real superior.

The Emperor Wu was angry, there was no way to anger and castrate the Prince. This has not happened in the history of the entire holy dynasty. When the prince, the next generation of the prince, was castrated, this is not just castrated. It is the direct fan of the face of the Emperor Wu, the provocation of the entire Shengwu Dynasty.

Tossing these things, the Prince is also the son of the Emperor Wu, the most proud of his son, otherwise he will not choose to be a Prince, his son is castrated, as a father, how angry can be imagined .

噗通~

A gold guard who was in the late stage of the warrior slammed into the ground, and said with a trembling tone: "When the emperor was found, when the subordinate found the prince, the prince was still not in a coma, and it was the hand of the smoke in the morning."

"That is the morning rain, isn't it only the repair of the early days of the war? How can it hurt the Prince?"

The voice of Emperor Wu has begun to rise.

"I don't know if I belong to the subordinates. The Prince only said so much, he was fainted."

The gold guard said truthfully.

"The emperor, this is the performance of Yan Huangwei, and must not be light."

The seven emperors stepped forward and shouted.

"The emperor, Wu Jiu and all of this can't escape the relationship. Today, the prince went to Wufu to give the sacred decree. Wu Jiu publicly tore up the sacred will, and did not put the emperor in his eyes. The smoke and the morning rain are colluding with Wu Jiu. The Prince’s hands-on, maybe he has to deal with the Prince, and he also has a relationship with Wu Jiu. I suggest that the emperor immediately decree that he will take Wu Jiu, and all the people related to Jiang Chen will be executed, especially the morning rain.”

The ten emperors said incomparably.

On the side of Shangguan Sheng and Tianzhu, the surface was quiet, but the heart was already happy. They didn’t think that they would evolve to such a step. The Prince was castrated. In this way, everyone would want to escape the relationship. The Emperor Wu will not be willing to give up, this result is much better than they expected.

"Wu Jiu, I am waiting for you not thin, I did not expect you to eat outside."

The martial arts emperor’s fist screamed and then loudly said to the crowd: “Through my mouth, go to Wufu to take Wujiu, and the people related to Yanchenyu, etc., all won, if there is resistance, on the spot kill."

"Yes, the emperor."

Everyone took a fist to the Emperor Wu, and all walked out of the Shengwu Hall. This time, all the emperors, as well as the gold guards in the late stage of the war, all were dispatched. It is obvious that the Emperor Wu will be moving this time.

After everyone left, the Emperor Wu looked at the Prince lying on the ground, and a killing thought overflowed from him: "Don't move the Prince, one can't live."

Wufu.

At the moment it is already in the evening, the noon storm has not subsided, the entire Wufu is still in the middle of it, everyone is talking about what happened at noon, everyone in Wufu knows that the owner is probably going to die.

Wufu belongs to the Shengwu Dynasty and is not an individual. Therefore, although Wujiu is the owner of the Wufu, everything in the Wufu is actually under the control of the Shengwu Dynasty. In other words, the genius here is The Sanwu dynasty prepared, who came to be the head of the government, there is no substantive difference, plus the decade of Wu Jiu disappeared, so there are not many loyal people in Wufu, as for the geniuses of the younger generation. One by one, they are eager to enter the gold guards one day. Wu Jiu’s life and death have little to do with them.

The crime of tearing the sacred decree is too great. Even if the prince is surviving Wu Jiu, the Emperor Wu will not let him go.

In the depths of Wufu, Wu Jiu and Xuan night stood side by side, seemingly waiting for something. Of course, they did not know that the Prince was castrated.

"Xuan night, do you think the emperor will dispose of me?"

Wu Jiu asked, in fact, in his heart, he still regarded the Emperor Wu as a brother, just as he was willing to let his brother enter the Icelandic quota.

Xuan night shook his head and did not speak. The so-called bystander was clear, and Xuan night was not a fool. He believed in Jiang Chen’s eyesight. Moreover, the Emperor Wu’s body was a member of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. He certainly did not want his brand to be branded on other people’s career. .

"I am waiting here to see how the emperor handles it."

Wu Jiu showed a smile: "I don't know if the rain is out of danger."

"Do not worry, Xiao Yu is not a reckless person, there must be a way out of danger."

Xuan night road.

Just as the mysterious night voice just fell, there were more than a dozen incomparable tyrannical breaths coming from afar, and soon went to the sky above Wufu. These people, one is angry, one is stronger than an imposing, even all They are all masters of the post-war period, especially those middle-aged people wearing golden robes. Each of them is the top figure in the sacred dynasty. No matter the status or status, they are all overwhelming. They are all emperors. The brothers of the emperor today have the supreme status.

"go."

Upon seeing it, Wu Jiu’s body swayed and flew toward those who came. Xuan night followed closely from behind, but the heart of Xuan night had already sunk. He didn’t even think that there would be such a big scene, and these people looked like It is not good.

"The emperor swears and wins Wu Jiu."

A grandfather who seemed to be in his fifties saw Wu Jiu and immediately screamed.

Oh.

The voice of the emperor just fell, and the others directly started. In the meantime, Jiang Chenwu Jiu and Xuan Night were trapped in it, and the situation was about to be shot.

"And slow."

Wu Jiu was determined to be idle, and there was no panic: "Is this the meaning of the emperor?"

"Of course, Wu Jiu, you have committed a great crime, the emperor can not tolerate you, this time the emperor personally issued a mouthful, come to take you."

The seven emperors said loudly.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to do it, I will be handy."

Wu Jiu laughed twice, and the laughter was full of desolation, with a trace of grief.

"Wu Jiu, it is best for you to do this. I will ask you, where the smoke and the other partyes are."

Asked the ten emperor.

"It’s me who tears the imperial edict, and has nothing to do with them."

Wu Jiudao.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a joke. It seems that you still don't know what happened. I will tell you now that the morning rain sneaked on the Prince. The method was extremely ferocious and directly broke the root of the Prince. At this moment, the Prince is in a state of fainting. Lying in the holy martial arts hall, this matter not only has a relationship with them, but also involves more people. I tell you that this matter must annihilate the sin of the nine ethnic groups, Wu Jiu, and quickly hand them over."

Said the seven emperors.

"what."

Wu Jiu and Xuan Ye exclaimed at the same time, and finally realized why the Wu Emperor was so angry that he did not hesitate to send so many masters to Wufu to take people. The original Prince was castrated by the smoke of the morning.

The muscles on Wu Jiu and Xuan night’s face can’t help but shake. Who can think that the girl’s shot is so decisive, and the smoke is cut off directly. The key is how the smoke morning rain is done. of.

Of course, as far as the current situation is concerned, how to do the morning rain is not important. What is important is that the things that are taken over are really serious. Wu Jiu knows the importance of the Prince, just like the Seven Emperors. Said that the feast of the smoke morning, do not know how many people to be involved,