The Human Emperor

The time of the cover of Su Wen was just right, and the mysterious people who had been killed by the underground cooperated with each other and were extremely tacit.

Moreover, from the perspective of the cooperation between the two sides, Yuan Gai Su Wen seems to have known the existence of those people in the underground.

Changed elbow, Wang Chong suspended the void, the light flashed in the eyes, but it was already understood between the moments.

Usumis Khan led the East/Turks to be in front of them, attracting their attention, and the ancestors and the underground masters cooperated with each other and slayed together.

All of this is obviously planned in advance.

These thoughts flew past the mind, and Wang Chong quickly returned.

"Oh, ridiculous!"

A cold voice, Wang Chong shot instantly:

"Da Luo Xian Gong!"

In the midst of it, the emptiness of the sky, just behind Wang Chong, a building of Qionglou Yuyu, brilliant, like the rising sun shines, shrouded Wang Chong.

"boom!"

In all directions, the torrents of the 10,000-ton torrents swiftly rushed, and the bangs were on Wang Chong’s body or the thirty-three days that Wang Chong summoned.

At this moment, Wang Chong has been completely hidden in thirty-three days.

Hey!

The mighty suffocation hit Wang Chong, but it was like hitting a hole in the air. It was like a river in the Yangtze River. It was not in the thirty-three days of Wang Chong, and it was Wang Chong’s Da Luo Xian Gong. Digestion and absorption.

More than that, more than a dozen stalks of blood from the Tibetan Buddhism came out more than a foot away from Wang Chong, and encountered thirty-three days outside Wang Chong’s body, as if they had encountered a wall of iron wall, all Was blocked.

Today's Wang Chong is not the same as before, and Da Luo Xian Gong has already been cultivated to the point where he is pure, and his power has also been reborn. He has been promoted to a higher level. He can only look at the world, and only Wang Chong can do so. There will be so many storms between the fingers. The attack digests and absorbs and turns it into its own use.

"not good!"

I felt that the attack I had made disappeared like a mud cow into the sea. In the huge Tibetan Buddhist scriptures, an old man wearing a black robe and wearing a star crown had a glimpse of his heart.

Wang Chong’s repairs are too high, and the high is far beyond their estimates.

Before the action, they deduced various situations, but only did not expect that Wang Chong actually relied on the skill of a superb, and hardened all the attacks to invisible.

What is even more shocking is that at the beginning of the operation, everyone thought that Wang Chong’s skill was extremely embarrassing. Therefore, in this operation, everyone used more than ten sects of land and seven or eight hundred years of history. The broken weapon of the horse.

The blood blade hidden in the palm of the Tibetan Buddhism, each handle is sharp and unparalleled, killing many masters of the Middle Kingdom and the world, among which there are many strong and sturdy, special strong body, the strongest, Enough to make countless cross-training masters chill.

Even if you are a master of arrogance, you can't stop it.

It’s just that no one thought that the smashing weapon of the ten sects of the sects of the land, the supreme treasure, was actually resisted by Wang Chong with pure suffocation.

The ten stalks of the land were so treasured that even his half-inch suffocation could not penetrate.

"withdraw!"

The head of the land tyrants snorted and finally retired.

Wang Chong is too strong, even stronger than when the Northwest War defeated Gu Taibai, it is not something they can deal with.

"Want to go? Got it?"

A chuckle rang in the heavens and the earth, and the voice was full of ridicule. The next moment, when the strong man of the landlord led everyone to prepare to perform the technique of squatting again, when escaping into the ground, Wang Chong simply hit the palm of his hand.

"boom!"

Without the slightest cleverness, Wang Chong simply blasted the torrent of the torrents that had been absorbed by the great Luo Xianxian with his own awkwardness.

"what!"

I only heard a scream of screams, more than a dozen sneaky East/Turkish tyrants who sneaked out of the ground, one by one as if they had broken a kite, and flew out.

In the face of Wang Chong’s devastating suffocating flood, the resistance of the people was insignificant, and the strength between the two sides was different.

Hey!

There are no room for the seven or eight landlords to rebel, and the bodies are exploding in the air.

This attack, Wang Chong did not even think about letting them survive.

"Yuan Gai Su Wen, you will also go with them!"

While tidying up those strong landlords, Wang Chong did not forget the cover of Su Wen. His look was cold, and his right palm was shot with the same palm. The next moment, a torrent of torrents that destroyed the earth, immediately Ben Thunder slammed into the cover of Su Wen.

Seeing this scene, the cover of Su Wen’s pupil shrinks and immediately smells a strong death.

However, despite this, Yuan Gai Su Wen was also inspired by the fierceness of his heart.

"God of the Gods, oh!"

The violent screams were like thunder, screaming and resounding.

"boom!"

With the sound of the cover of Su Wen, the depths of the sky, no one noticed that a long black knife wrapped in a vast, devastating torrent, like a meteorite in the sky, with a thunderous speed, toward Wang Chong Slammed it.

"boom!"

Just three feet from the top of Wang Chong's head, the light flashed, and it appeared in thirty-three days, instantly blocking the strange black long knife.

In the thirty-three days of Wang Chong's condensed as steel, even the ruins of the ancestral sects could not penetrate the points, but the knives of the sacred Su Wen actually penetrated into the thickness of thirty-three days and a half feet. Big, unbelievable!

However, Wang Chong's thirty-three days of arrogance is far more than half a foot thick, and the cover of Su Wen's knife still can't break Wang Chong's defense.

"God of the Six Gods? This is your sixth knife!"

Wang Chong looked up at the sixth knife above and chuckled.

The Goguryeo Emperor’s cover of Su Wen’s knife is like a god, and it’s rare in the world. This is what Wang Chong heard very early.

However, the most amazing thing is the sixth knife of the cover of Su Wen. His sixth knife has never been seen by a few people. This is the first time that Wang Chong has seen his sixth knife.

Powerful, sharp and unmatched, but unfortunately still not his opponent.

"boom!"

In the next moment, Wang Chong pointed his finger and the head of the head covered Su Wen to shoot his sixth knife. It seemed to be controlled by some kind of invisible force. Even the same sigh of the mountains and the storm screamed out and went straight to the Yuan. Gai Suwen went to the door.

The speed of this knife is so fast that once it disappears, it has already been a few inches away from the face of the cover.

Wang Chong is not good at the knife path, but he is good at swordsmanship. The ghosts and ghosts that Su Zhengchen passed down are only higher than the swords of the cover.

With the sword and the sword, the power of Wang Chong's display is even more sinister than the cover of Su Wen.

"how is this possible?"

The cover of Su Wen’s eyes was shrinking, and his face was unbelievable. He did not think that Wang Chong could actually take it and display his sixth knife normally.

The sixth knife of the cover of Su Wen is the magic knife. There is a strong idea in the knife. It is like a wild animal. If you touch it, you can not use the magic knife normally, but it will be invaded by the magic knife consciousness. Control the body and even erase consciousness.

The entire Goguryeo Empire, with the exception of him, including the High Tibetan King, no one can use this magic knife.

But now, this long knife is just one face, and it is controlled by Wang Chong.

What is even more terrible is that when Wang Chong shot his hand, Yuan Gai Su Wen, the Goguryeo emperor, was in danger of dying.

"boom!"

When the light flashed, the cover of Su Wen was hit by Wang Chong's long knife and suffocating. It was like a broken knife and was shaken out. The fallen land was stirred up by the dust.

Only a short moment, the attack launched by Wusumis Khan, Yugai Suwen and the landlord and many powerful people was shattered by Wang Chong, not only failed to threaten Wang Chong, but was countered by Wang Chong, and countless deaths and injuries. .

At that moment, Wang Chong stood in the air, his eyes calm, shocked the audience, like a powerful and unparalleled god.

In the face of absolute strength, all the tricks are only natural chickens.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Wang Chong’s brow picked it up and staggered his head and looked down:

"Not even dead!"

For the first time, Wang Chong’s eyes showed a strange look.

Fighting on the battlefield, fighting for life, according to Wang Chong’s estimation, just the palm of his hand, powerless, should be enough to kill all the masters of the earth, but with a gaze, more than a dozen of the best of the earthly lords only died eight Nine or so, other people, including the old man of the Land Emperor, escaped from the attack of Wang Chong perfectly. In addition to the guilty grievances, he suffered some injuries, and the other basics were unscathed.

“It’s a black man’s organization!”

When Wang Chong’s eyes swept away, he immediately discovered a sleek, hollow black iron ball in front of the old man.

The hollow iron ball rotates at a rapid speed in the void, and it constantly squirts out the clouds. Looking closely, the core of the iron ball has a faint blue light, giving a very powerful feeling.

The most special thing is that Wang Chong also noticed a familiar atmosphere from this constantly rotating hollow iron ball, which is the suffocating fluctuation that he has just issued.

I am afraid that a considerable part of it is absorbed by the iron ball and resisted.

In this case, Wang Chong is no stranger. At the feast of the nations, An Lushan used such a device to resist his own attacks.

It is unlikely that the ancestral side will be in direct contact with the black people's organization. Obviously, these instruments are given to them by An Lushan.

And if even these patriarchs have the instruments given by the black organization, there is no doubt that the cover of Su Wen

Wang Chong turned his head, and sure enough, on the other side, Wang Chong originally thought that just such an attack should kill the sacred Su Wen, then the thick smoke and snow fog scattered, a burly figure coughing, squatting Standing up from the ground, the long knife with a few handles is very eye-catching.

Yuan Gai Su Wen, although the mouth is bleeding, his eyes are dim, even the armor of his body has been shattered and broken, obviously not hurt, but the Emperor of the Goguryeo Empire really survived the danger.

And Wang Chong's gaze swept over his body, a similar hollowed-out copper ball, black smoke, and a swaying rotation, and coiled around him.

Obviously, the same blow was also blocked by this hollow copper ball.