Super Master System

Xu Qi's face remained unchanged, and a haze suddenly appeared in his eyes. He didn't know whether this person was scorning him or was really loyal to that ancient clock. "Really? I think you have a good idea."

"It's not bad that the layout of the palace is directly changed to the resignation ceremony of your head." It has to be said that the illegitimate son of Xu Qi who lives in the world of sour lemon all year round is ironic.

"It's better to change to your mourning hall if you step down as the ceremony." Wang Xingkong said blankly. No sarcasm could be heard, but a single sentence could not help the opponent counterattack.

Although Xiu Qi was only an entourage by Xicheng's side, he was also a member of Prince Ning's Mansion anyway, and coupled with the bloodline problem, he was considered a half aristocrat. How could he bear being so insulted by a disciple of Gu Zhong.

It's a pity that Wang Xingkong is not afraid of any Hongsheng Empire at all, plus he is a facial paralysis, even if he has any thoughts in his heart, he will not reveal it at all.

At this time, those guests in the main hall already felt the martial arts platform from the main hall. Naturally, they also included Gu Zhong and Xi Cheng. They stood on both sides of the martial arts platform.

Staring at the two people on the stage, Xu Qi saw everyone appear, and Gu Zhong standing among the crowd.

So proudly sneered: "I thought the leader's disciple was so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be just a state of extinction. Alas, it's really disappointing."

"I'm not even interested in this competition anymore."

"This is the highest level of the Da Chu Sect? It seems that the Da Chu martial arts world is really not good."

Xing Qi's words, those Da Chu martial artists who were onlookers, were angry, but they could not say anything to refute, like Wang Xingkong's level, placed in Da Chu is definitely the top of the top.

The Cangshan Sect and Gu Zhong have also reached the top of the pyramids of the Da Chu Sect and the Martial Artist.

Even so, there is no denying the fact that there is a huge gap between Wang Xingkong and Xu Qi.

Xiu Qi looked at Wang Xingkong with his facial paralysis in his spare time, his eyes were as if he was looking at a humble ant that was too humble to be eye-catching: "Come on, let you know what kind of frog at the bottom of the well you are today."

Xiu Qi's gesture changed, and the light of the short blade in his hand changed. The transparent color with this statement turned into a pale yellow. If you observe carefully, you can see that the blood flowing in the meridians on his neck has also turned into a pale yellow. .

Suddenly, the faint light on the blade burst out like a storm that suddenly swept through, and in a blink of an eye it diffused towards Wang Xingkong, covering the sky over the entire competition platform.

The air soared wildly at this moment, stirring up layers of air, and everyone standing on both sides watching the battle only felt that the sight in front of them was distorted for a moment.

An extremely terrifying power shrouded everyone around them as if their bodies and souls were shrouded in pitch black. It was no longer a simple suppression of cultivation, but a sense of oppression from the depths of the soul. The cowardice without a trace of resistance made most people's souls tremble strongly.

Hiss~~

The sudden tearing sound in the air caused a deep tremor in the hearts of those whose souls were horrified. People looked up and saw the light yellow light beams all over the sky, which seemed to be melted by thousands of free flying birds, and released a kind of terrifying coercion that could destroy the world.

The surrounding powerhouses retreated in panic. The weight of this coercion had long exceeded the range they could bear, and the feeling of palpitations in the depths of their souls made them have to think about divine veins.

It turned out that this Xu Qi was also a member of the royal family? Everyone had an answer in their hearts, but Xicheng saw the reactions of the people around him, and the corners of his mouth were about to rise to the sky.

He didn't know that Xiu Qi was the illegitimate son of his father, but even so, the imperial bloodline on Xiu Qi's body was shallow and shallow, and they could scare these people into this look.

It can only be said that the countries outside Hongsheng, compared with their Hongsheng Empire, are Ganoderma and wild grass, and the distance between the stream and the sea.

The light yellow spiritual energy mixed with the blood of the gods all over the sky enveloped Wang Xingkong with an endless aura of destruction. Seeing that the descending Spiritual Qi Wang Xingkong was about to act, but he seemed to have suddenly thought of something.

He froze in his footsteps and stood motionless in the same place, letting him leave the dense mist that was so suffocating.

"Brother Wang!"

"This…."

Chu Yicheng and Bai Jie were stunned, why didn't Old Wang resist...what the **** was going on.

Those who watched the competition kept shaking their heads and sighing. This person must have been frightened, so he didn't know how to fight back. After all, standing outside the competition platform, they could all be shocked and immobile by the threat.

What's more, Wang Xingkong, who was standing on the stage, facing Xu Qi.

Without kneeling down on the spot, he was already somewhat capable, and it was a bit embarrassing for him to fight back.

The sky full of spiritual energy swallowed Wang Xingkong’s figure, without a trace of aura. Watching all this, Bai Jie and Chu Yicheng rushed out of the crowd, but before they got close to the competition platform, they were caught by the light yellow aura. His power spread far away, unable to move at all.

A sense of horror suddenly appeared on their faces. It is hard to imagine that the old brother after being swallowed can sustain a few seconds in such a wave of spiritual power...

"Hahahahahaha." Xicheng let out a wanton laughter: "I thought the leader's disciple could be so powerful, even a follower by my side would move his finger casually, so that you, the disciple, could not even keep the ashes. "

Gu Zhong, who was standing beside Xicheng, didn't worry about it, and flung his bangs.

Said: "Young Master Xicheng said so quickly, isn't he afraid of flashing his tongue?"

"Hmph, according to the previous agreement, I think you don't need to sit down as the leader."

Xicheng was sure that Wang Xingkong could not survive the aura created by Xiu Qi's power of divine veins.

But he didn't notice that his brother, who could not be made public, seemed to be quiet.

At the beginning, Xingqi thought the same as Xicheng, and felt that Wang Xingkong was bound to die this time.

But before long, his heart tightened suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of tingling sensation spread from the heart.

Within five breaths of time, Xiu Qi's lips became pale and his hands and feet trembled due to the unexplained pain.

I hurriedly wanted luck to resist, but found that I couldn't even use the power of luck.

And the aura of the whole body was pouring out like a flood that opened the gate, and even those auras released by him were quickly dissipating.