The Mercenary War God of the City

"Puff!"

The light of the knife shattered, and the light of blood spread.

Sword energy enters the body, and flesh and blood separate.

"Do not..."

An arm fell from Xiao Zhengjing's hand.

In mid-air, this arm has turned into a dragon claw burning with magic flames.

"Oh..."

The devil dragon's claws were surging, and turned into a reduced version of the devil dragon at this moment, roaring to rise into the sky.

"Hey, the claws of a little black dragon, dare you to be arrogant in front of the dragon king? Get out of here."

Without waiting for others to move, the voice of disdain from all four feet rang.

Then, I saw a nine-color light flashing, accompanied by an immature dragon roar.

In the next moment, the shrinking dragon that was about to rise up into the sky seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, trembling, and suddenly fell from the sky.

Puff!

The scales of a devil dragon's claws full of feet were covered with magic patterns, lying quietly on the ground.

The four-legged little snake stood on it imposingly, four little paws clasping the devil dragon's claws tightly, raised his head, looked at Emperor Xiao Qing in the sky, and said with joy, "Boss, this guy was surrendered by me."

However, although the magic dragon claw is shocking, no one pays much attention.

At this moment, everyone raised their heads and looked at Xiao Zhengjing and Emperor Xiao Qing in the sky with shocked expressions.

"Do not..."

Xiao Zhengjing let out an unbelievable roar.

He lowered his head and looked at his right hand.

I saw the arms split shoulder-to-shoulder, and black blood rolled out.

What he felt was not the pain in the wound, but the devil dragon claws that had finally been completely fused were severed.

The powerful and incomparable energy began to fade, as if someone had been sucked blood. At this moment, Xiao Zhengjing roared, with an unbelievable color in his eyes.

Suddenly raised his head and looked at Emperor Xiao Qing on the opposite side, he shouted, "How did you do it?"

He, fusing the magic dragon claws, is completely enchanted.

The magic is overwhelming, who can be the enemy in the world?

Emperor Xiao Qing, a junior in the foundation period, even if he had the power of the old man, his cultivation reached the peak of the foundation period, plus the power of the sword, no matter how strong he was, he would definitely not be his opponent.

However, what he didn't expect in any case was that Emperor Xiao Qing had received the power of countless swordsmen in the world.

The power of the infinite swordsman is integrated into one, what a mighty power this is!

At this moment, Emperor Xiao Qing had already put the sword fetus into his body. He carried his hands on his back, his clothes were hunting, and his hair was flying.

Around him, there is still infinite kendo power fused.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

The infinite swordsman dedicate his own strength, gather in the emperor Xiao Qing, can cut all things.

The emperor is unparalleled in the world.

The world is vast, there are countless people, the sword is infinite, and the sword emperor is the only one in the world.

At this moment, in the imperial palace, the Sword King who had broken through to become the Sword King raised his head, with a look of shock in his eyes.

He whispered, "It turns out that this is the real sword emperor."

He is the Sword Emperor, the Sword Emperor in the world.

The world is big, and the sword king is respected above the infinite swordsman.

In front of the emperor, almost no one can draw a sword.

But what about the emperor?

The only emperor is the supreme swordsman, but he can use the power of millions of swordsmen.

This is the Sword Emperor.

"I don't know, if my strength is dedicated to you, what realm you can reach."

The Sword King chuckled softly, with curiosity in his eyes.

Beside him, Ning Yuling, who was dealing with some affairs, showed a look of surprise and stepped over, "Master, what's wrong?"

Just now, she also felt her own throbbing, as if there was a voice telling herself that she wanted to praise the name of the emperor, and she couldn't help but follow the words Sword Emperor Wushuang in her mouth, and then she felt as if she had some power being pulled away. .

With a daze, she told the sword king all this.

The latter chuckled softly, "That's because the sword emperor was born."

"The emperor, Wushuang, can, order the world to gather the power of swordsmen."

"Hahaha, it turns out that this is the real sword emperor."

He was volleyed, and he went away in an instant, only a voice of excitement and awe rang.

In front of the emperor, even if you are the emperor, you dare not call it respect.

The world's strong swordsman, no matter what degree of his own strength, is praised as the emperor.

Above the imperial mausoleum, in the air, on Xiao Zhengjing's broken arm, black blood dripped drop by drop.

With a hideous and unbelievable color on his face, he whispered constantly, "No no...how could this be? No, no..."

He is the acting emperor of the Xiao family.

He has been in charge of the Xiao imperial clan for thirty years, exhausted all his thoughts and means, before he has the power he has now, but he is not even Xiao Qingdi's opponent?

A sword cut off his magic dragon claws and even shattered his dream.

"Why, ahhhh..."

He raised his head and roared angrily, "The world is so big, no one can be an enemy to me, I am the strongest, I am the emperor of the Xiao family, I am the future emperor, no..."

boom!

Amidst the roar of his figure, the whole person turned into a black light and disappeared instantly.

"I am not reconciled, I am not ah..."

"Emperor Xiao Qing, hello..."

From afar, there was still his unwilling roar coming out.

Emperor Xiao Qing frowned and looked at Xiao Zhengjing's distant figure. He sighed for a long time, but did not pursue him.

One sword smashed Xiao Zhengjing's magic dragon claw, and even shattered the foundation of Xiao Zhengjing's cultivation base. All of his strength was leaking out all the time.

Even with the amazing medicine, it can't be cured.

Waiting for him, only a little bit of power dissipated, until in the end, the whole person turned into a corpse and died.

Below, Old Man Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, with a complex expression, excited and shocked, and more comforted.

"This is my grandson..."

He whispered.

Occasionally, his eyes glanced at Xiao Zhengjing, who was going away, and his face showed a helpless sigh.

After all, it was his son.

No matter how many crimes are committed, even if the person who exterminates humanity must do something to his old father, he is still his biological son.

Although Father Xiao also saw that Xiao Zhengjing's situation was not good and that there would not be any good consequences in the future, at least he didn't really die in front of him. All of this was enough.

"brother..."

Xiao Qingyan looked at her brother with pride in her eyes.

Look, this is my brother.

He is unparalleled in the world, the only emperor in the world.

Born to be an emperor, among the world, who can compare?

Xiaoqi, Atari, Kong Shuai, Wu Fan and others showed excitement at the same time.

In their ears, it seemed that the voice was still ringing, "Reciting the emperor's name is unparalleled in the world."

boom!

At this moment, a roar sounded, the mysterious man with a smile on his face, a gust of weather erupted from his body, and he walked towards Xiao Qingdi volleyed step by step.

"Papa..."

There was a slow applause.

His face was evil and enchanting, and he said, "Very good, this is the disciple of this seat, a good disciple, hand over that sword fetus, give your kendo power, and become a teacher."

"From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many people have tried every means to enter the Holy Sect, but you have this opportunity. This is the glory of the sky, why don't you quickly kneel down?"

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