The Human Emperor

Chapter 1,337

On the other side, Xuanyin's ancestors smiled. When he first met the master and servant, he also doubted it, but after the other party showed his hand, Xuan Yin's ancestors had no doubts.

"Kid! You are not afraid, you dare to lie to my ancestors, I want to see, who are you?"

Xuan Yin's ancestors looked at Wang Chong in the crowd, and his heart was sneer.

Wang Chong didn't talk, but his eyelids jumped slightly. This Qingyang son really has a bit of ability, but he can judge so much information with a glance. This is not even Wang Chong himself. However, soon Wang Chong returned to the gods, still the clouds are light, confident and calm. He and Qingyang’s methods of guiding each other’s martial arts are different, but in the end they are the same. The Qingyang son has its own merits, but Wang Chong also has places he can’t.

Song Yuanyi did not speak, and waved his hand toward the back. The master who had a dark disease had retired and changed another person to play.

"This son, is there any doubt now?"

Song Yuanyi looked at the young man opposite, this is his first initiative to speak with Qingyang.

"Nothing!"

"Let's get started!"

The Song and Yuan dynasty.

Qingyang Gongzi was undecided. He turned his head and looked at the five-year-old disciple behind him. He looked up and down and asked:

"Which martial arts you will show me to show it again."

"Yes, son!"

The latter was willing to do so, and he quickly performed it according to the requirements of Qingyang Gongzi. He played very slowly and did not use any suffocation. However, a martial art only showed 20%, and a voice was heard in the ear:

"Yes!"

Qingyang Gongzi slightly tilted his head and said:

"Listen to my command for a while, I will ask you what to do, what do you do, ask you to take out what you are going to do, remember, the first enemy, I ask you to defeat him with only one stroke!"

Hey!

When I heard the words of Qingyang, the crowd was in utter disappointment. The disciple of the five ancestors looked at the ancestors of Xuan Yin and the ancestors of Wan Gui, and looked at the people around them, his face was uneasy.

"But me, I... I am afraid of me..."

The five ancestors are all evil disciples, one by one, and they are arrogant. But even if he is arrogant, he understands the gap between himself and the other.

The opposite of the righteous disciple, he knew that the nickname "Five Willow Steps" was extremely fast and his skill was much higher than him. The two were not the first time to face up, because the relationship between the five ancestors and the Zhengqi League, the two have already played several times, he was injured ten times, but seven or eight times because of this "five willow steps", until now The psychological shadow has already been played, and the two sides fought each other, and they deliberately avoided him every time.

In the past, it was all right, but now the two ancestors are watching it. If it fails, he is probably a dead end.

"Do not worry, do as I said!"

Qingyang Gongzi finally opened his eyes and looked at the channel.

Although the five ancestors of the five ancestors were reluctant in their hearts, so many people looked at it and had to play **** the scalp.

"let's start!"

The wind whistled, and in a flash, countless eyes were concentrated on these two people. Before the appearance of the Daluo Mountain, this was undoubtedly the most interesting scene that everyone saw.

"Zhao Dayong, your legs are so good, the last time you let me run in Wutong Mountain, Jingzhou, this time I see where you are going!"

Opposite, "Five Willow Steps" sneered.

Others will stop, but this Zhao Dayong is really not influx of goods, Qingyang son picked such a soft-footed shrimp, not in his eyes.

Opposite, the evil disciple named Zhao Dayong’s face is iron and blue, and he dares not to speak. The most important thing in the sectarian world is strength. Without strong strength, it is no good to say anything. The other party’s strength is higher than him, even if he is not convinced. Can accept this result.

"Where is so much nonsense, let's get started!"

On the other side, Xuan Yin’s ancestors had long waited for impatientness and ordered.

"call out!"

The voice of Xuan Yin's ancestors just fell, the light flashed, the body of the nickname Wu Liubu swayed, leaving a shadow in the air, first launched an attack. His speed is extremely fast, his strength is great, and he has shown his strongest scholastic experience:

"Five steps to kill!"

Just after the dialogue between Qingyang Gongzi and Zhao Dayong, he heard clearly and clearly, Wuliubu was angry that Qingyang Gongzi said that Zhao Dayong would solve him in one stroke, so he did not carelessly. These five steps are the unique lessons that he has realized. There are five steps in total, step by step, and each step can make the body's suffocating power to a higher level. When stepping out the fifth step, speed, Power will reach its ultimate level, even beyond its own level of strength.

One step, two steps, three steps, when he stepped out of the third step, he suddenly heard a young, cold voice in his ear:

"It is now, the camp, the little devil is offering a knife!"

Zhao Dayong was already tight all over the body. Hearing this sentence was almost a conditional reflex. He stabbed him in the edge of the cane, and the sound of the sword stabbed into the flesh and blood, and the hot blood sprinkled him.

"boom!"

It was at this time that there was an exclamation around the four. It seemed that something unbelievable happened. Zhao Dayong looked up and saw the half-foot in front of him. Wu Liu stepped his hand with his knife, and the handle of his hand Half of the knife had fallen into his left abdomen, blood rushed out from his wounds, squinting at his eyes, and his face was shocked. He seemed to die and could not believe that he was defeated in the hands of Zhao Dayong, and it was a The trick is defeated, and it is still the most common little devil to offer a knife.

Whether it is in the right way or the evil way, this is the style of the crops, and there is no tabletop at all.

"How can this be?!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Dayong was even more shocked than Wuliubu. He knew it clearly in his own heart, and he also knew deeply that he had just done nothing. Just in accordance with the Qingyang son, I stabbed a knife toward the oblique brake, and the result was this, which is incredible!

For a moment, Zhao Dayong almost looked down at the Qingyang son behind him. His eyes revealed a respectful look, and he was shocked to be a man of heaven.

"Retire."

At this time, Song Yuanyi suddenly spoke, and looked at the opposite Xuan Yin ancestors:

"Luo Qiyin, your people won."

Snapped! Snapped!

Song Yuan’s finger flicked, and then **** ran out of the air. The first finger slammed the long knife in the hands of Zhao Dayong, and the other finger did not enter the body of Wuliubu. He stopped bleeding and healed the wound.

"Take him on!"

Song Yuanyi waved his hand, and immediately there were several masters of Zhengqi League coming over, leaping up, one left and one right, leaving Wuliubu to leave.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Zhengqi League are dead, and they are looking at the young people opposite.

Originally, everyone thought that Xuan Yin’s ancestors said that the young man was a Qingyang son. It was just a nonsense. It was the intention of the Wuzu League to attack the Zhengqi League, but now everything is completely different.

The ability to command a martial arts beginner to defeat the martial arts middle-class warrior, only this point, the opposite young man showed the ability similar to Wang Chong.

Soon, the second righteous martial artist played.

This time the opponent is a high-order Xuanwu, the strength is stronger than the previous Wuliu step.

"Little devil picks peaches!"

"The little devil is offering a knife!"

This time, the same evil spirits offered a knife, but there was a trick in the middle to pick the peaches. The second master of the high-ranking basaltic martial arts was once again defeated in the hands of the five ancestors, until the moment he fell to the ground, he Still squinting, the face is incredible.

On the side of the Zhengzhou League, the atmosphere is suppressed, and on the other hand, the Wuzu League is high morale.

"the last one!"

Song Yuanyi frowned and gestured toward the rear.

"Wait!"

Just as the disciple was about to step forward, the opposite Qingyang boy suddenly spoke:

"There is a proposal in the next, the last game does not need such trouble, the lord does not have to be polite, directly change the emperor's hands!"

Qingyang Gongzi looks free.

boom!

The voice of Qingyang Gongzi fell, and in an instant, the crowds in all directions were in a state of utter dismay. A celebrity martial artist in the name of the crowd showed a shocking look.

"What is the joke of Xuanwujing against the imperial martial arts?"

"If he can do this, it is really against the sky, even if others don't believe it, Laozi definitely believes that he is Qingyang!"

"Who doesn't want to brag, let's take a look, I don't believe this kind of thing anyway!"

In all directions, everyone whispered, not to mention those idle warriors, even the disciples of Wuzu League were stunned. Although Xuan Yin’s ancestors did not say anything, they also frowned. Obviously, this requirement of Qingyang Gongzi did not even have the slightest psychological preparation.

"Lord, this must be the meaning of the ancestors of the ghosts and the ancestors of Xuan Yin, we must not be on their behalf!"

Next to Song Yuanyi, Ouyang Changheng suddenly spoke.

The strength of the challenge between the two sides is too great, and he has to be suspicious. It is not from the young man’s own meaning, but the five ancestors have ulterior motives.

"Promise him!"

Unexpectedly, Song Yuan nodded with a blank expression.

"what?"

Ouyang Changheng suddenly stunned. Although his heart was wrong, no one dared to oppose the things decided by the lord.

Soon, according to the meaning of Qingyang Gongzi, Zhengqimeng quickly picked out a strong man of the imperial martial arts. The strong man of the imperial martial arts just debuted, and his body immediately gave off a storm-like atmosphere.

Hey, his feet stepped, the bursts of steel roaring, a dark red martial arts aura like a mercury leaking ground, shot from his feet. Then there is the second and third way, but in a short period of time, the breath of this imperial powerhouse has reached an astonishing level. Even the disciple of the five ancestors on the opposite side is not afraid of his face. look.

Compared with the strong man of the Emperor Wujing, the breath on his body is immediately like a firefly. The gap between the two sides may not be a little bit.

"Lord, do you really need me to be a master of this level?"

The strongman of the imperial martial arts just appeared on the scene and immediately looked at Song Yuanyi, the lord of the back side. There was a weird smile on his lips and his look looked subtle.

Not to look down on the disciple of the five ancestors, but the gap between the realms is too big, which is quite different from the previous two Xuanwu battles.