The Mercenary War God of the City

"Do you want to join forces against me?"

Emperor Xiao Qing raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a faint smile, "Well, it's time for you to look at this king's methods, lest any little bugs dare to jump out in front of this king."

boom!

His figure shook, and a terrifying breath suddenly burst out.

Amidst the roar, the monstrous evil air flowed, and his black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He stood in the air, hunting and hunting all over his clothes, his silver hair flying, surrounded by nine-colored rays of light, his aura was amazing.

"Dragon King!"

The face of the ancestor of the shadow stream showed a solemn color, but the whole body's fighting spirit was boiling, "You killed the shadow genre created by this seat?"

"Yes, the shadow school dared to fight against this king, and this king killed him casually. Unfortunately, there are still a few little ants left." Xiao Qingdi said calmly.

His voice was magnificent, spreading far and wide, and the five members of Yanhua III who had already left very far and were about to go ashore could also hear it.

"Haha, well, what an arrogant junior, the shadow school is the inheritance of this seat, you dare to destroy it, you are looking for death!"

The Shadow Stream ancestor laughed with anger, his hair was flying, and the terrifying murderous aura and the sword aura broke out together, and the demon sword in his hand trembled even more.

"What about the shadow genre?"

Emperor Xiao Qing smiled indifferently, and looked at the murderous Ying Yi and Ying Er standing beside him with a happy smile, "I thought it would be a little trouble to dig you out. Since I brought it to the door, it's the best. of."

He raised his right hand, pointed it into a sword, and swiped it lightly.

boom!

In the distance, looking at Emperor Xiao Qing with murderous aura, the figures of Ying Yi and Ying Er who were desperately rushing to fight Xiao Qing suddenly trembled, they only felt that their bodies were gradually rising upwards.

Puff!

It wasn't until their heads fell into the water that their consciousness that hadn't completely disappeared realized that it was not their bodies rising up, but their heads being chopped off and falling down...

Then, the headless corpse was sprayed with blood and fell into the sea in a crash.

Shadow Stream Nine Ninja, finally all destroyed!

What is domineering?

What is arrogance?

This is!

In front of the ancestor of the Shadow Stream, with a wave of air, without knowing it, he directly chopped off the heads of the two remaining Shadow Stream Jiuren.

With such power, who can compare to the world?

Even if Weaver saw this scene, his pupils shrank instantly, and his eyes were extremely horrified.

And the martial arts experts in the wood country in the back were all dumbfounded. Seeing Yingyi and Yinger who fell into the sea and disappeared, their whole bodies were cold.

The two Ninth-Rank masters, the boss and the second child of the famous Shadow Stream Nine Ninja in the assassin world, were actually cut off like this.

"Roar..."

The ancestor of the shadow stream stayed in a daze, then furious, "Damn, bastard, you dare to kill the person in this seat, you **** it..."

Rumble!

At this moment, the ancestor of Shadow Stream was going crazy.

Too arrogant.

He shot himself personally, this junior dare to kill people in front of him, and the most embarrassing thing is that, as the pioneer of the shadow school, he has lived for more than a hundred years, until the heads and headless bodies of the two I only reacted when I fell into the sea.

It's a shame.

The ancestor of Shadow Stream was furious, and the whole person roared madly, leaping high into the air, holding knives in both hands, and directly casting Shadow Stream Slash towards Emperor Xiao Qing, "Go to death!"

choke!

The roar of the sword spread throughout the East China Sea, and the great waves could not stop the power of the sword.

Hundred-zhang knife light appeared in the air, circling with a terrifying light, and slashed towards Emperor Xiao Qing in a crash.

The Emperor Xiao Qing, who was under the sword light, raised his head to look at this sword light, and whispered softly, "The strength is good, it deserves to be able to open up the existence of the shadow stream, it is a pity..."

If his skill has not been restored, or even, before he has integrated the evil spirit, and his cultivation has not increased, facing this sword, it may not be easy to follow.

However, the taxi should be respected for three days.

At this moment, he is still in the pinnacle of the Ninth Stage, but his true strength has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He raised his right hand and held the sky with one hand. In the palm of his palm, nine-colored rays of light flowed, and he blocked the knife with his bare hands.

boom!

The sword light is powerful and boundless, but it cannot be cut down anyway.

I saw that Emperor Xiao Qing had his left hand on his back, and his right hand raised the knife that had been cut steadily. He smiled softly, "Ancestor Shadow Stream, you are too weak."

"hateful!"

The shadow stream ancestor above roared, trying his best to burst out his strongest power into this knife.

However, the next thing was to frighten him inexplicably.

No matter how he bursts out of his own strength, how strong this sword becomes is of no use. The hand of Emperor Xiao Qing below is as steady as a sacred mountain, holding the sword so quietly, without moving.

"No, it's impossible..."

The ancestor of Shadow Stream was horrified and kept shaking his head, with an unbelievable color, "The ancestor has cultivated for a hundred years, and finally reached a state of transcendence in half a step. Although he has not completely transcended the secular body, he is already invincible in the world, you How could it be possible to stop this knife from this seat?"

"Why can't you stop this cut?"

Emperor Xiao Qing raised his head and smiled leisurely, "Old ancestor of the Shadow Stream, your strength is still too weak. The so-called invincibility in the world is just your own imagination. In this world, there are too many strong people that you can't imagine. ."

boom!

The right hand suddenly turned into a fist, and a punch was blasted up, and the terrifying fist burst out.

The blade of the knife, which was hundreds of feet long, was directly broken.

The ancestor of Shadow Stream took a few steps back in the air, holding the Demon Sword firmly with both hands, so that his Demon Sword was shocked and flew away.

However, at this moment, his eyes were extremely shocked. In any case, he did not expect that Emperor Xiao Qing's strength was so terrifying.

Weaver, whose eyes were gleaming, was ready to take action at any time. After seeing this scene, all the aura in his body disappeared, and instead he looked at Emperor Xiao Qing with extremely solemn eyes.

The experts in the martial arts world in Mu Country paled with fright.

In the field, the ancestor of the Shadow Stream held a demon sword with an unbelievable color in his eyes, and roared, "No, it is impossible. This seat is closed for a hundred years. It is impossible to be defeated by you. Kill me."

He held knives in both hands, slashing towards Emperor Xiao Qing with one knife after another.

However, Emperor Xiao Qing who was in front of him was strolling in the air, like walking in a leisurely courtyard. Any sword energy that reached around his body was blocked by an invisible force.

He shuttled in the endless sword aura, his smile unchanged.

This smile fell in the eyes of the shadow stream ancestor, but it was like a devil's smile.

"no no..."

The ancestors of the Shadow Stream had difficulty accepting such a reality. A hundred years ago, he was a ninth-rank master, and even created a classic combat technique such as Shadow Stream Slash. The Shadow School created with this combat technique became one of the three martial arts schools in the Mu Kingdom. .

Then, in order to break through the Ninth Rank and reach the level of otherworldly, he was in the land of the ice field. After a hundred years of retreat, now he can surpass the world and become a legendary existence in only half a step.

However, in front of Emperor Xiao Qing, his hundred years of retreat became a joke, and he was unable to cause any harm to a young man.

"Drive me!"

He roared, the whole person jumped up, holding the demon sword in both hands, injecting all the power into it, and slashing towards Emperor Xiao Qing again.

"This knife is interesting."

Emperor Xiao Qing raised his head, showing satisfaction.

At this moment, he was no longer bare-handed, but grabbed it in the air. The sea below boiled, and a column of water rose into the sky, crashing into the bright blade of a sword.

The knife light slashed down little by little, and the water column rushed up continuously.

The ancestor of Shadow Stream showed surprise on his face, "It turns out that you are not invincible. This knife will definitely kill you."

He was inexplicably surprised, this knife exploded with stronger power, and wanted to split this water column.

choke!

However, at the moment the water column split, accompanied by a sword groan, a water sword rose from below, bursting with incomparable sword energy.

Then, a sword cut across the air.

The ancestor of the shadow stream saw the most terrifying sword light in his life, and his proud magic weapon demon sword broke directly under this water sword.

After that, Jian Qi turned across the air and beheaded with a sword.

With unwillingness and shock in his eyes, his head flew up in the sky, and the headless corpse struggled to fall into the sea.

Boom!

It wasn't until the head and the broken demon sword also fell into the sea that the crowd around the audience reacted.

The ancestor of the shadow stream, the founder of the shadow school, one of the three major genres of the wood country, die!

"hiss..."

At this moment, everyone in the upper and lower parts of the Mu Kingdom was breathing down and looking at Emperor Xiao Qing with horror.

Weaver was equally stunned.

Only, Xiao Qing emperor seemed to have done a very simple thing. He raised the watch in his left hand to check the time, and whispered to himself, "I can go back and have afternoon tea with Ruoyan, not bad... "

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