The Mercenary War God of the City

"choke!"

A sword roar suddenly sounded.

In the next moment, a terrifying sword intent rose up.

Emperor Xiao Qing still did not move.

However, at the moment when his sword intent rose up, he seemed to have become a supreme sword **** at this moment.

boom!

Above, the one hundred-zhang black sky sword was cut down towards Emperor Xiao Qing.

The eyes of the dozens of black armored warriors were icy, and someone shouted, "The guardian of the temple, there is no one in the world. If you dare to provoke the temple, you will definitely die."

Hum...

However, as soon as his words fell, suddenly the invisible sword intent swept across, the black Baizhang Heavenly Sword that was terrifying to the sky, even enough to slay the foundation-building strong, as if it had encountered a terrifying existence of himself, and never again Can't cut it down.

"what?"

The look of all the black armored warriors changed.

This black sky sword, but the sword formation formed by their all-out effort, is unmatched. They are confident that even if the twelve overseas kings appear together, it is absolutely impossible to stop this sword.

However, at this moment, they couldn't control the Heavenly Sword they displayed.

It's ridiculous.

If it were in the past, even if someone told them that the formation formed by their own strength was silently controlled by others and could not be cut down, they would probably laugh out loud.

However, at this moment, they really experienced this scene firsthand.

Under the black sky sword, Emperor Xiao Qing carried his hands and his black hair was flying.

He raised his head.

At the same time, that black sky sword seemed to be exactly the same as his movements, and the blade lifted.

His eyes swept to the black armored warriors around.

"This king said that in this world, no one can shoot a sword in front of this king, even if it is a sword formation."

boom!

The next moment, the black Baizhang Heavenly Sword, in a crash, directly turned around and slashed towards these black armored warriors.

"Do not..."

In the distance, Wu Fan's face changed drastically, and he roared, "Dragon King, don't kill people. If you behead these temple guards, you will never die with the temple."

"so what?"

Emperor Xiao Qing glanced at him with a murderous intent, and the sky sword was cut down with terrifying force.

"No, no..." Wu Fan was shocked, and quickly drew his bow, trying to stop Emperor Xiao Qing, however, it was too late.

This sword slashed with terrifying power.

He couldn't help closing his eyes.

"Little guy, if you have to forgive and forgive, why bother to kill everywhere?"

However, when Wu Fan closed his eyes, only an old voice rang out. The next moment, an extremely bright dark blue light suddenly appeared, blocking the sword.

boom!

That's the case, this sword smashed into that ray of light, and it burst out with unparalleled aftermath, blasting the black-armored warriors of those temples into flight, I don't know how many people.

These powerful and unparalleled, confident enough to suppress any strong temple guards, at this moment one after another vomited blood, like dumplings, one after another fell into the sea.

"Elder."

Wu Fan opened his eyes, and his face showed surprise.

I saw that on the island behind him, a white-haired old man in a blue shirt stepped out, looking at Emperor Xiao Qing with a smile on his face, "Young man, extraordinary strength, really is the first person in the young generation in the world today."

"Elder Chen, you look at him too highly."

His voice fell, and countless young people appeared on the island. One of them, who looked a bit like Wu Fan, had a cold look in his eyes, "What if it can block the Heavenly Sword Formation by trick? Only Wu Fan This **** cannot be compared with him, what is his ability to dare to be the first of the younger generation?"

"Wu Tian!"

Wu Fan looked at each other with an angry expression on his face.

"Trash, I was shot by my own arrow. How could there be such an incompetent person in the temple?"

The young man stepped out in the air and glanced at the arrow wound on Wu Fan's shoulder, showing disdain.

As if embarrassed to be with Wu Fan, he directly stepped up to catch up with the white-haired old man, looked at Emperor Xiao Qing ahead, and said with a sneer, "Dragon King, your so-called Dragon King's throne is also given to you by my temple gladly, you I'm not grateful for Dade, but dare to attack the temple, don't you want to live?"

His voice was cold and he didn't put Xiao Qing in his eyes at all, "In the outside world, you can be a tiger in the name of the dragon king, and you are arrogant for a while, but when you come to the temple, even if you are a dragon, you have to get me down. ."

"You have to understand that your position of the Dragon King is given to you by the temple, and the temple can take back everything it gave you at any time..."

boom!

However, he hadn't finished speaking completely. He only heard a roar. The black sky sword blocked by that dark blue light suddenly burst out with a terrifying sword light, turning his head and slashing towards the young man.

"you dare!"

The young man snorted coldly, raised his head and looked at the sword that was cut off, and said coldly, "I'm not what Wu Fan can compare with that waste. I punched your sword."

He directly blasted a punch, exploding with terrifying fist power, a huge fist mark was formed, and it blasted directly at this black sky sword.

When the white-haired old man in Tsing Yi on one side saw this scene, there was a faint smile on his face. He didn't open his mouth or make a move. Instead, he shifted his body to one side.

The roar sounded, and in the shocking eyes of everyone, the sword was directly shattered by the fist marks.

"Ok?"

Wu Fan's face was surprised, "How could it be so easily broken by Wu Fan?"

The young man named Wu Tian laughed loudly, "Trash, you dare to claim to be the Dragon King. This sword can't stop even a punch that gathers 50% of my strength, and I dare to come to the temple. Saye, you are looking for death."

choke!

However, his smile hadn't fallen yet, and under his feet, the infinite water filled with water, and a terrifying sword aura burst out.

"what?"

His expression changed, and he had no time to think about why this happened, and he threw his punch down again, "No matter what you have, I can smash it with one punch."

This punch continued, and a fierce fist mark broke out, even stronger than the previous punch.

He believed that no matter what the Xiao Qing Emperor had, he could never be his opponent.

"Wu Tian, ​​be careful, retreat quickly, and be invincible."

When Wu Tian was proud, he heard a loud shout, which was the voice of the easily gray-haired old man who leaned over to watch the excitement.

With a look of disdain on Wu Tian's face, he said, "Don't worry, elder, I can deal with...sneer...ah..."

However, before his words fell, he suddenly let out a scream, and a hundred-zhang sword aura suddenly came up from the water.

When facing this sword aura, his fist imprints shattered like tofu.

If it were not at the most critical moment, the white-haired old man in Tsing Yi appeared in time to pull him away, avoiding the danger of him being split in half, he might be split in half, or even slaughtered into flesh.

However, it was the easy gray-haired old man who made the move. He was still injured by the sword qi. After his departure, the sword qi swept across his clothes and burst, a layer of skin was directly scraped off, and the whole person was dripping with blood.

The pain made him scream.

"Asshole..."

He cried out in pain.

When the people around saw his back, their faces were all shocked.

Wu Tian's injury is tantamount to being stripped alive, and the pain in it can be imagined.

"Take it down for healing."

The white-haired old man in Tsing Yi handed Wu Tian to Wu Fan, who was catching up. Then, he turned his head to look at Emperor Xiao Qing, his eyes narrowed, "You, don't you think you have acted too hard?"

Emperor Xiao Qing raised his head with a calm expression, "So, what?"

He glanced at the temple behind, with a sharp look in his eyes, "If you want to do it, hurry up, this king will go back to dinner."

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