The city of Monkey King

Jingzhou, Shangyang City.

In the afternoon, it was already time to get off work. People came and went, and the car was full of various traffic lights.

This is the sight of the city.

It’s no more common.

However, no one knows that there is a huge wine gourd in the high-altitude area of ​​Shangyang City, which is hidden in the clouds and slowly floats.

"Good wine... good wine!"

The wine madman lies on this wine gourd and keeps pouring his own wine.

He, don't want to be awake.

When I think of the scene that Tianzhufeng saw, he would not be able to stop thinking about the past 100 years ago.

However, at this time, a flying sword covered with a blue-gold flame galloped at an extremely fast speed!

The wine madman saw the flying sword with flames. The sword and the eyebrows slammed, and the hand was lifted. The flying sword was broken and turned into a voice, falling into the ear of the wine madman.

"Chang Yi, find Qin Feng, you and him, one person goes to the south of the land, one person goes to the land of the East, the situation is urgent, the brothers can't explain to you, it is related to Yunshui Jiuzhou survival, speed!"

This is the voice of Han Xin!

After listening to this voice, the wine madman dissipated the alcohol, and the drunkenness on his face disappeared.

This is the first time that Han Xiu was talking to him a hundred years ago.

It was also his first time...

From the mouth of Han Xiu, I heard the word "Kyushu survives and deaths". From the past, his brother should not care about Yunshui Kyushu.

Doubt and puzzle.

However, the wine madman did not hesitate in the slightest, whether in the past or the present, he is unreserved and believes in Han Xiu, believe in his brother!

As for what happened to this matter, when he finished the work, he would naturally go to Kunlun Mountain to ask Han Xiu personally.

Hand into the road, pointing to the front of the empty space, the wine madman is like exploring what, after a while, the eyebrows wrinkled.

"How did this kid go to Xiancheng again? That place should be holding a shit."

Mumbled, the wine madman had previously made a mark on the gods of Qin Feng. Although Qin Feng knew the existence of this mark of God, he did not disperse this mark. He thought that after the wine madman might find something to look for. he.

As soon as he stepped on, the wine madman turned into a sword rainbow and went away in the direction of Yuzhou.

...............

Yuzhou, Xiancheng.

Yunshui Kyushu public repair, at this time one by one is already completely convinced by the strength of Qin Feng.

In the center of this fairy city, the original attic Qiongyu has already been turned into a ruin.

Five thousand feathers surrounded by monks in the middle.

It is not so much that 5,000 people surrounded Qin Feng, it is better to say that these 5,000 people were scared by Qin Feng.

One by one, looking at the ground, it was already Jin Dan’s blast, and the body was stained with blood. At first glance, the elders of the sacred caves were full of sorrows and convulsions. I don’t know how to speak.

This is their great elder, the most powerful monk in addition to the Shangzong in the Susu Mountain, they are admired by them on weekdays, and the unattainable existence is in the hands of Qin Feng.

The elders are still the same, they are still a fart, to die? !

Five thousand people, no one dares to move.

At the center of these 5,000 people, Qin Feng’s eyes were slightly low, and Mo Xiong, who stood in front of the station, was not straight.

"You, are you going to kill me?"

Moxiong looked up at Qin Feng, his face was weak and pale, and there was no fear. He was also seen through it. Anyway, it was a death.

Slowly standing up straight, shaking his body for a few times, finally stood still.

Huge mouth and mouth gasping, in Mo Xiong's body, has a very strong dead air, even if Qin Feng does not kill him, this Mo Xiong exhausted the last infant power of the baby who will die, but also absolutely alive One month.

"I want to be Mo Xiong, practice at three years old, practice at seven years old, ten..."

Before he died, Mo Xiong wanted to use this last time to count the past, and also came to the last tragic curtain call of life.

Unfortunately…

In the view of Qin Feng, only the true man of innocent world has this qualification.

Mo Xiong? !

Oh, these villains, in the view of Qin Feng, are completely unqualified.

The corner of his mouth was smoky, and the eyes covered by a few broken hairs flashed through the cold.

The sound of breaking the wind is ringing!

In the hands of the gold hoop, not waiting for Mo Xiong to finish, he suddenly smashed toward him!

Even Mo Xiong did not think that Qin Feng even gave him the last time he missed the past, and he was filled with the golden light of the golden hoop.

Despair, anger, unwillingness, intertwined in one place.

boom!

From head to toe, burst directly!

A generation of Xiongxiong, Yushangshan Shangzong, Yuan Ying monk Mo Xiong, since then turned into a group of meat sauce.

The flesh, Yuan Ying, and the soul are all blown up by Qin Feng.

It really should be the words that Guangyuan monk said earlier, ‘good and evil cause and effect, heaven and earth cycle’, come out to mix... After all, it is necessary to return.

The wind is blowing.

this moment…

The entire Xiancheng, completely plunged into death.

No one had thought that the original three-person alliance had thought that it was only the position of the contender, and finally it has evolved to this point and became the battle of life and death.

Qin Feng... actually killed the Hansong Mountain as a Yuanying monk!

Everything is beyond everyone's expectations.

To know that this is the Yuanying monk... It is already beyond their imagination, but such a powerful monk is as fragile as a piece of paper in front of Qin Feng.

A tear, it will be broken!

Qin Feng, slightly biased, when the eyes swept over the remaining elders of Mount Susu, these elders of the elders were all squatting, and then I did not know who was the first.

Plop a rush to the Qin wind.

With the first one, there is the second, the third, the fourth...

These five thousand feathers and monks are all repaired in the direction of Qin Feng.

"Yu Sushan, swear to follow the lord!"

"We are waiting to follow the lord!"

".........!"

The voice of the monks and nuns awakened the rest of the monks who were still worried.

The result has already come out, you should visit the new lord!

For a time, the original monks of Xiange, the nine divisions, the nine major families, the first-class forces, the monks of the city, have been worshipping Qin Feng.

"See the lord!"

Shouting in unison, the sound is like a sea of ​​mountains.

Qi Linger’s face with a happy smile at the moment is also the leader who led the Qi family to worship, and the Gongsun Tong, who is worshipping him, is already happy.

Qin Feng became the ally, and his days are naturally smooth!

Dongfang Qing, the owner of Penglai Island, looked at the silhouette of Qin Feng and was silent for a long while.

In the end, in the direction of Qin Feng, he bowed his hand and salute: "Oriental Qing, willing to appoint the Lord to dispatch."

He worshipped, and Penglai, who was behind him, had a big blessing: "May the confederate dispatch!"

Guangyuan monk, the pleated face, with a smile at the moment, many monks of the size of the Zhao Temple behind him, are also hands folded together, bowed in the direction of Qin Feng.

Since then, the name Qin Feng has become the legend of Yunshui Kyushu.

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