The Human Emperor

First thousand three hundred and seventy two chapters

"Damn thing! Don't let me find your flaws. Otherwise, I must let you make a lot of money, and die without a place to die!"

Ji An quickly turned his head and glanced at Wang Chong in the crowd. If it weren't for him, how could he be reprimanded by the lord? If not, how could he fall out of favor. In any case, I have to make this kid pay a heavy price for it!

"Awkwardly, Luo Qiyin, you made this scene, what do you want to do?"

Song Yuanyi did not pay attention to the Ji'an capital behind him. His look was cold and his eyes were always on the opposite ancestors and Xuan Yin ancestors.

"Hey, the sectarian world has not been so busy for a long time, and the old man hasn’t encountered such a funny thing for a long time. It’s rare to have two Qingyang sons, how can you tell if you have a true or false? We, our elders, are also watching the excitement and distinguishing the authenticity. Anyway, we are not the first to fight, why bother to be in a hurry."

"What's more, hey, Song Yuanyi, if you are arrogant and have taken a fake Qingyang son to be true, in the face of so many people in the world, it is really a laughing stock!"

The ghosts and ancestors lived high, and the clothes were fluttering, and the look was like laughing and laughing.

Song Yuanyi did not speak, and the vice-president Xie Guangting next to him was twitching his eyes and slightly changed his face.

The words of the ancestors of Wan Gui are absolutely extremely heart-felt. Based on these words, I am afraid that I will not agree.

"Oh, this Xiongtai, since you dare to fake me, I don’t want to be a silent person. How, in the face of the world, dare not tell me the truth?"

Opposite, the young man clenched his fist in one hand, slightly covering his mouth and nose, straightened up, staring at the opposite Wang Chong, like a smile.

This trip to the northwest, he was not prepared to make so many things, but this happened, saying that he must not stand up and expose the other side. He would like to see how big the courage of this person is! If you are good, you will accept it, admit your mistakes, or be bold, and accept your own challenges in front of the world!

Around the crowd, there were a lot of people talking about it. Everyone came to Daluoshan, but now, the things of Wang Chong and Qingyang’s son have attracted everyone’s attention. As everyone knows, Qingyang Gongzi is not famous for its martial arts, but it is well-known in the sectarian world. He is well known. His familiarity with the world’s martial arts is only feared that some of the masters like Taishan Beidou are better than on.

"You said who is it and who is it?"

"The deceit is deceiving the righteous lord and the ancestors of Xuanyin. The courage is not small!"

"If it is found, it is a dead end!"

"Hey, you don't have to worry so much. Who doesn't agree with these two people, who is the fake Qingyang son!"

A pair of eyes continually swept between Wang Chong and the young people opposite. The head of the four martial arts martial arts, there were two at a time, which is rare in the martial arts.

"Oh, what can't you?!"

At this time, a voice rang in the ears of everyone, and Wang Chong smiled a little and suddenly took a step forward and took it easy. This trip of sectarianism actually evolved into this way. This is what Wang Chong never thought of, but as the Marshal of the Terracotta Warriors, how many storms and rains Wang Chong experienced, how could he be afraid of this battle.

What's more, Wang Chong feels that at this moment, the ghosts of the ancestors, the Xuanyin ancestors, and Xie Guangting and Sikong Yuanjia all focus on themselves. As long as they have a slight change, I am afraid these people immediately Will be together.

In the current situation, Wang Chong did not agree and agreed.

However, Wang Chong is not flustered. If he wants to understand the world's martial arts, he is probably not inferior to anyone. Even if this Qingyang son is afraid, he will not win.

"OK!"

At this time, a burst of laughter sounded, on the tall flagpole, the ancestors of the ghosts stood proudly and scorned the palm:

"Song Mengzhu, Xie, deputy ally, you all heard it, this thing is really more and more interesting. It is worse than this, the hatred between Wu Zumeng and Zhengqi League will be discussed later. Before that, let us Open your eyes and see who is the real Qingyang son."

"Wan ghost ancestors, what do you want to do this thing!"

Song Yuanyi Shen channel.

Wan Gui's ancestors did not speak, just smiled and turned to look at the Qingyang son on the ground. The latter would like to go forward and walked two steps and laughed.

"Song Mengzhu, everyone knows that Qingyang Gongzi Jingwei Wanwu knows all the martial arts in the world well, and in a few words, you can command the martial arts people to weaken and win stronger opponents. Better, let me and you The Qingyang son of Zhengqimeng selected a warrior to represent himself and compete with each other. How do you see this?"

Opposite, the young man looked up slightly and looked confident.

"‘Qingyang Gongzi’, what do you think?”

At the end of the day, the young man looked at Wang Chong and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Good, fair."

Wang Chong heard the words and laughed.

"Good, if that's the case, just follow what you said."

Song Yuanyi slightly decapitated. Since the two have reached an agreement, he has no need to stop anyway.

"The military who is too strong is not challenging. It is better to choose a Xuanwu situation."

Said, the young man opposite the square looked at the Xuan Yin ancestors and the ancestors of the ghosts on the flag.

"The disciples of the Five ancestors are chosen by you!"

At this time, on the flagpole, the ancestors of the ghosts nodded.

"Hey, Qingyang son is not polite. Today, the disciples of the entire Wuzu League are dispatched by you. There is only one request, and I will expose the kid. I want Song Yuanyi and his righteous alliance to lose face in front of the whole world!"

Xuan Yin's ancestors Luo Qiyin also said at this time.

"Luo Qiyin, you are arrogant!"

Opposite, Sikong Yuanjia could not help but anger.

However, Song Yuanyi did not speak, extended an arm, shook his head and stopped Sikong Yuanjia.

"The son, just this is not enough to prove that you are the Qingyang son."

Song Yuanyi suddenly opened his mouth.

"Haha, it’s good!"

The opposite young man smiled and then said:

"The Song League master said it is good, so I hope that you will pick out three more powerful and powerful masters. If I can command the disciples of the five ancestors to win the victory and defeat all three of them, they will naturally qualify. Going to the next step. If it doesn't work, then I am naturally a fake 'Qingyang Gongzi'. There is no need to go on. If this is the case, Xuan Yin ancestors, you may wish to end up my life, for the five ancestors Just watching!"

The opposite young man turned his head and looked at the Xuanyin ancestors Luo Qiyin, and bowed his hand.

"Reassure, the old man will not be soft, really, the old man will cut you into a meat!"

Xuan Yin ancestors blame and laugh.

The laughter sounded terrible to everyone, but the young man did not agree:

"It should be!"

Wang Chong nodded. He kept watching and watching the scene. He smiled and said nothing.

He has already seen it in such a moment, no accident, this young man should be the real Qingyang son.

His style of work is also sinister and evil, but it is somewhat similar to him.

There are silences around the world, and the sectarian warriors who are crushed by black are paying attention to this scene. What happened today is too bizarre. A positive alliance, a five-anced ally, actually has a Qingyang son. The head of the four sons of the sectarian world actually appeared in the true and false, and it is still in this northwestern border, it is really surprising.

Opposite, Qingyang Gongzi quickly picked out a disciple from the Five ancestors:

"Song Mengzhu, please trouble me to pick out three opponents."

Song Yuan nodded a little, his fingers scorned, and immediately selected three disciples from the rear. These three disciples, one is the middle level of Xuanwujing, one is the high-order of Xuanwujing, and the other is the peak of Xuanwujing. More than that of the five ancestors!

As the three righteous disciples were listed, everyone was holding their breath for a moment, and even Wang Chong looked up.

Qingyang’s son smiled slightly, and in the eyes of everyone, he walked toward the three right-handed disciples.

"Song Mengzhu, this disciple will not have to, if I am not mistaken, his Shaosan Yangjing has been injured from Quchi to the neck and neck, and it is still a very overbearing flame energy, now his arm I can't lift my shoulders. In addition, if I am not mistaken, he is still secretly practicing the sacred martial arts, but because it is too impetuous, the Fengfu point and the back of the Du Meridian are injured in the third half of the spine. Stagnation, this is a dark injury."

"Although it is not obvious when the mountain is leaking, but when the fighting is carried out, the skill is urged to the peak, and there will be a phenomenon of suffocation. In addition, every night, when you have a moment, the Tianshu point of your left abdomen must be Severe pain, wake you up from your sleep, such a warrior itself is incomplete, how can you become a qualified challenger?"

Qingyang Gongzi Road.

"boom!"

Others haven't responded yet, but the master who was spotted by Qingyang Gongzi was a jump in the eyelids, and the steep appearance of the stunned look was like a ghost.

There is nothing else in it. In order to improve his skill, he has not known a few people who secretly cultivated the sacred powers. I am afraid that the lord may not know it, but he has not been able to pass the young man opposite. More importantly, Baimai Once the magical powers are practiced, the symptoms of each person will be completely different. The person opposite, even if he has a sudden attack every day, the pain of the left abdomen is very unbelievable!

A person's understanding of martial arts is so terrible that it is possible to predict what happened after a few hours on the other side?

This has gone far beyond his understanding of martial arts!

On the other side, Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting did not speak, but both of them saw a glimmer of light in their eyes.

The time is short, and the Zhengqi League is attacked by the black people. I am afraid that even the Wuzu League is temporarily unaware that this young man is even less likely to know.

However, the words he just said, but clearly judged the nature of the martial arts of the black people, as if witnessed in general, only this point, the other party is not simple.

For a moment, everyone looked at the young man's gaze differently than before. If everyone said that they didn't believe it before, now everyone believes at least 80%. With this hand alone, it is not something that ordinary people can do.