The Almighty Asura

"The smell of the Emperor defeated!"

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"Mu Huangzhu, Mu Huangzhu!"

Numerous disciples, especially the disciples who joined Mu Feng at the same time, shouted and yelled at Mu Feng’s name, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Mu Feng, he is not defeated by an emperor, but the legend of Zongmen era.

"When the teacher and the younger brother are defeated... How strong is the strength of this younger brother?"

The emperors of the Zongmen face each other and are shocked to look at Mu Feng.

The red-faced emperor’s face was ugly, and when he heard the horror of the emperor, he challenged many of the early emperors of Zongmen, including him, and he lost in the hands of Wen Xiao.

Now that Wen Man’s defeat is in the hands of Mu Feng, isn’t that Mu Feng’s ability to easily defeat him?

"The strength of this younger brother is now more and more invisible."

Many emperors who are concerned about this war sigh in their hearts.

"When the man is defeated, he is defeated."

Lu Feng’s face was bitter, and her admiration and admiration were lost to the old man who was chased by her and shouted shameless.

"Smell the brothers, let the order"

Mu Feng holds a fist.

"Your explosive power has already surpassed me. I am afraid it will be comparable to some strong players in the middle of the Tianying realm."

Screaming and sighing.

Mu Feng laughed and said nothing, he can also be regarded as a double-education, and his level of skill, but more than the smell of people.

Rumble...!

At this time, in the direction of the mountain gate of Vientiane, there was a roar of blasts.

Just listen, a voice came from the sound.

"Western Continents, the Holy Religion came to visit!"

This voice came and echoed in the entire Vientiane sanctuary, in the city of Vientiane, in the sky for a long time.

I saw a white horse with only white wings growing, pulling a royal gold car and smashing it.

On the hood of the convertible, a middle-aged man in a white robe with a golden crown on his head was in the car.

Beside him, there are fifty bright bishops in red.

In the back, there are more than three thousand horses and bright swordsmen to follow, these bright swordsmen, one breath is not weak and false baby realm, are the strongest in the realm of fake infants, the pope guards!

This group of people came to the front of the sect of Vientiane, the front of the gate of Vientiane City.

"A lot of strong people, how did the bright sacred religion come from the Western continent, our Vientiane sanctuary?"

"That is, my ancestors and Guangsheng sects have never had anything to do with it."

"Looking at the posture, the people are not good, the good people are not coming."

There are countless disciples in Vientiane City.

The high-level members of the Vientiane Shengzong are also puzzled. The Vientiane has always had nothing to do with the Guangsheng Religion. Today, how come the Vientiane sanctuary came to the forefront.

Mu Feng's face is calm, but in his heart, it seems that he has already guessed something, and this is probably his own robbing.

The Yanwu sect came to the air and stood in the sky above the city of Vientiane. Looking at the strong group of bright saints, the face was calm and calm: "Everyone from the West who came from afar, I wonder if there is anything in our Vientiane sanctuary?"

The bright sacred people stood in the two rows of the void, and the bright pope walked down from the golden rut and slid into the void, and came to the top of the front of the Vientiane City, looking at the martial arts master and laughed: "I have heard the sectarian dynasty Wu, politically clear, young and promising, one of the outstanding leaders of the Chinese people, I finally saw it today."

"You are the Pope of the Light, polite, and the Western continent is prosperous under the rule of the Faith."

Yan Wu calmly said, and each other's simple greetings.

"However, the Orthodox Church is tens of thousands of miles away from the scope of my ruling. I don't know if the Pope brought so many people to my ancestors. What is it?"

The martial arts lord asked again.

"That seat is also a good news, not swearing Wu Zongzhu, more than a year ago, the ancient fairy secret opened, I taught the disciples and your disciples have some unpleasantness, the light son I taught was killed by the noble disciple Mu Feng At the same time, Mu Feng and his party feathers also killed 3,800 kings of my ancestry and committed the crime of sinning blood. I hope that you can surrender Mu Feng and his men to safeguard the friendship between my teaching and your nobles."

The Pope of the Light said calmly, but when this statement came out, it was a shocking start.

"What! The emperor of the emperor killed the bright son in the ancient fairyland, and there are more than 3,000 kings of the light saints, this..."

"Unbelievable, is this true? How did the Emperor Mu’s do it, this is too strong?"

"Three thousand and eight hundred kings, and the bright son! This, this **** enemy can be big."

The people of Vientiane Shengzong were in a state of utter dismay, countless shocks sounded, and the eyes of thousands of people gathered on Mu Feng, only to think incredible.

Three thousand eight hundred kings! This is a number that makes people scalp.

You must know that the king who entered the ancient fairyland is the most savage, and the Vientiane Shengzong is known as the 200,000 king. However, the king of the Eight Heavens in the realm of Heaven and Earth is more than two or three thousand. .

The light saints are estimated to be similar, and Mu Feng, who directly killed one-tenth of the king’s disciples, is not shocking.

Of course, those people were not killed by Mu Feng alone, but the people of the entire battle were killed together. However, the bright saints who killed him, I am afraid that thousands of people have passed.

Known as the king of the king is not too much.

Yan Wu heard his face unchanged, and his heart was shocked. This is not a trivial matter. It is completely vengeful.

If Vientiane Shengzong is killed so many people, he will certainly retaliate against others.

Yan Wu looked to Mu Feng, and he smiled in the heart. This guy, how to provoke such a big disaster.

"The Pope, the matter is not the same, Mu Feng, how can they kill so many people, whether there is any misunderstanding, or someone pretending to be Mu Feng and others, to provoke you and me."

Asked Yan Wu.

"The martial arts lord, we have seen this thing with our own eyes. If the martial arts master does not believe, we can examine our memory."

At this time, ten bright believers stood up and said.

"Mu Feng, you get out, what you do, dare not come out to admit"

There are bright people in the cold channel.

"As you wish, I will not only admit, I dare to kill you here."

Mu Feng walked out and sneered, and he took a hand and suddenly thundered.

boom!

A thunder instantly condensed out and murdered to the person who spoke.

"presumptuous!"

A bishop of the Pope’s side snorted, and a bright force swept out to resist Mu Feng’s attack.

The Pope’s eyes looked at the young people who stood up. He is the blood of the upper bounds, the Shura Mozi?

Mu Feng faces the people of the Holy Faith and is not afraid of it.

The people of Guangming Religion are murderous, and the cold eyes are locked in Mu Feng.