Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Daha--

Wu Kun seemed to be pumped out of his strength, and Wu Yan's strength was lost, causing him to fall to the ground.

His heart was cold, and there were only two words in his mind-finished!

Even the chance of remedy is gone!

At this time, Xia Qingchen's slight footsteps came from the smoke, and a deep sigh: "She is not a maidservant...it is my loved one."

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Lian Xing was only serving the maidservant beside Xia Qingchen, but Xia Qingchen never regarded it as a maidservant, more like a sister's relative.

Sure enough, the maidservant is not an ordinary person!

My son is in trouble!

"Xia... Master Xia, I am young and ignorant, please raise your hand!" Wu Kun pleaded, he only had such a son, he could not die!

Xia Qingchen was expressionless: "He is in his twenties and is not very young, knowing that secrets can't count me, so secretly calculating the people around me is very smart and not ignorant."

"Moreover, he was once taught a lesson, and he did not know how to repent, but intensified."

Xia Qingchen exhaled with a sigh of air: "Such a person, I can't find a reason to raise your expensive hand!"

Wu Kun should understand that the mistakes made by his son cannot be forgiven, and it is useless to ask for mercy.

He went nowhere and turned his help-seeking eyes to Cicada Daozi. The latter had just received the benefits of the Wu family and could only say daringly: "Xia Qingchen, the poor Dao will come to be a peacemaker, and I see the grudges between you, Things can be solved this way..."

"Go!" Xia Qingchen is not Wu Xiong, why should he sell his face?

A word "roll" interrupts his words.

"What kind of thing do you deserve to be old with me?" Xia Qingchen bluntly said: "It's not your business, just go away!"

Cicada Daozi thought he was who, Xia Qingchen's matter, he also came to blend?

He hasn't settled accounts with him for the matter of Northern Xinjiang

Cicada Daozi's eyes narrowed, and he slowly pulled out the King Power Dragon Sword: "Xia Qingchen! Open your eyes and see, what is this?"

Sonorous--

He put the king power dragon sword on the roof, refracting the faint cold light under the moonlight.

Xia Qingchen glanced lightly and said: "The King Power Dragon Sword I don't want?"

At the beginning, Liang Wang didn't take it back, he took the initiative to return the king power dragon sword, but now Cicada Daozi is used to suppress him.

"Know if you don't want to kneel down?" Cicada Road looked gloomy, her eyes beating with excitement.

When Northern Xinjiang, Xia Qingchen forced him to be embarrassed. Now, he wants Xia Qingchen to kneel in front of him!

However, Xia Qingchen stood on his hand, without any intention of kneeling down.

"Why, King Power Dragon Sword is here on behalf of the Cool King, and you dare not even worship the Cold King?" Cicada asked.

Xia Qingchen's expression was faint: "The King Power Dragon Sword is only valid for the officials in the cold environment. If I introduce the commoner, it is useless to me!"

King Power Dragon Sword has always restricted people with official positions, such as those in the Ten Houses.

Ordinary people in the martial arts world are not in the tenth house, not the cool king and courtier. How can the king of dragon sword restrain?

"Xia Qingchen! You can still be the purple character of the military palace Wan Xiaoqi!" Cicada said sharply.

Xia Qingchen lightly said: "It is no longer."

A long time ago, he handed over his token of Wan Xiaoqi to Shi Yanhu, and then withdrew from the military palace. Without knowing why, Chan Daozi didn't even know.

Could it be that Shi Yanhu and others did not inform the military palace of their withdrawal?

However, it does not matter.

He waved his hand, and several black-robed men stepped forward and came to him: "Bring Wu Yan over, and if Dao Zi dare to do it, kill!"

"Yes!" A strong man of Xiaoyue turned into an afterimage, swept to the roof, and buckled Wu Yan.

Cicada Daozi's eyes flashed ruthlessly: "Come on!"

Its right palm grabs the king power dragon sword, and cuts into the arm of the black robe as fast as a wind!

Sonorous--

However, as soon as the sword was about to be cut off, a strong wind came and blocked the King Power Dragon Sword.

His hands were awesome as the middle-aged black robe holding the unknown material silk nirvana. He completely blocked the king power dragon sword with steel wire, and his eyes under the hat were so cold: "Master said, if you block, kill!"

In the rain-stained raindrops, the Quartet people in black robe all started to besiege Cicada.

The latter was shocked and angry, wielding the king power dragon sword against everyone: "Xia Qingchen! You are good at killing the special envoy of the cold king. Did you take the cold king in your eyes?"

Xia Qingchen's eyes were dull as water, and he stepped towards Wu Kun and his son. He said with a sideways look: "A monarch who randomly matches my wife with others, but cares about my eyes? Isn't it ironic?"

He tipped a little and jumped up onto the roof, staring at the ugly face Wu Yan with awe-inspiring face: "Destroy your face, so that you can never close your door and reflect on yourself."

"Now it seems that I am too kind to harm the people around me." Xia Qingchen sighed slightly.

The so-called mercy does not lead the soldiers, but he has committed this taboo.

Because of his kindness, he harmed innocent people!

Wu Yan's teeth were shaking, begging for mercy: "I know it's wrong, please let me go, I won't dare to do it in the future."

Xia Qingchen gently shook his head: "There is no future!"

The opportunity was given, he did not know how to cherish!

His eyes turned to Wu Kun, saying lightly: "Before I have changed my mind, before giving up your family, let go!"

Wu Kun should be fortunate that Xia Qingchen is not a killer, if he changed the magic road owl, he could not help but say that they killed the Wu family up and down!

Wu Kun's eyes flashed and his heart was struggling. He knew that his son could not be guaranteed.

However, as a father, who would like to watch his son die?

"Xia Qingchen, I would like to exchange everything from the Wu family. I just ask you to let me have a life." Wu Kun pleaded for the last time.

Xia Qingchen's eyes burst into cold starlight: "What if I don't agree?"

Wu Kun suddenly fired fiercely: "Then, I can only say sorry!"

His fist clenched suddenly, and punched at Xia Qingchen's chest, which was very close, and said fiercely: "You forced me!"

Xia Qingchen's status is certainly high, but, after killing him, he fled to Lounan, is it possible that someone will chase Lounan and revenge?

No matter what, keep your own son!

Xia Qingchen stood on the spot, with no intention of evasion, only raised his fist silently when the fist strength came, and hit it hard with his front face.

For Wu Kunxiu to be stronger, it is not as good as a big star, but only slightly better than Wu Xiong.

To deal with him, Xia Qingchen alone is enough!

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With a sharp bang, Xia Qingchen didn’t even bother to use the built-in space, only the power of the evil Buddha, and a tremendous power to destroy the decay of the penetrating air, bringing out a series of fist shadows, running through Wu Kun Arm.

Wu Kun's arm shattered into a blood mist in an instant, and the man rolled over the roof, leaving only Wu Yan shivering behind him.

Xia Qingchen looked indifferent and grabbed the past with one hand.

But at this moment, Cang Daozi swept the siege with a sword of anger, slashing at Xia Qingchen's arm, and thunder roared: "You try him!"

Today, how much Wu Yan lost, how many faces he lost.

Say nothing, let Xia Qingchen succeed! (Three o'clock tomorrow)