Thousand Blades of Death

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In the Netherworld, all things are running in an orderly manner. Those souls have entered the hall of the king. According to the judge of the king, they will be allocated on their resumes to know whether these people are going to **** or going to heaven.

"It's finally been busy for a while." King Yan touched the sweat on his head, and the huge body crunched the chair. "I don't really know why there have been more dead people recently, just like it was before. Those Saiyans are the same when they make trouble on Earth."

"Who said no, the guy named Frieza the other day was so terrible in strength that he almost didn't overthrow all of our Hall of Lords." A white-collared worker in a suit holding a lot of hands The reported ghost complained.

Yan Yan glanced at the little ghost with some displeasure. The little devil shrugged his head and fled out quickly, with a look of sadness on his face.

"Which pot really doesn't open and which pot." Yan Wang snorted.

At that time, only Frieza was messing up, but his father and brother were more restrained and did not do anything. At that time, the king Yan was also easily defeated by Frieza, and finally had to ask some masters in the hands of the world to solve it. .

King Yan couldn't help but sigh, now that the world's first strongest man, Super Saiyan Sun Wukong, almost didn't pass the snake road. Where can I compare with me, but now I am also old.

While King Yan is still feeling that his hero is no longer here, there is a voice calling him: "Master Lord, Lord Lord..."

King Yan lowered his head and saw that there were two villains standing under the table and couldn’t help saying: “You are the **** of the earth? Didn’t expect you to be dead? How about I give you a discount and go directly to heaven? ?"

"Boom..."

When King Yan Luo saw the young man next to him laughing out loud, he frowned, "Where did you come from? Where are the files? How did you die?"

"Master Yan, both of us are living people." God said embarrassingly. Although he knew he was going to die, the words of King Yan were too straightforward.

"Oh..." The king nodded, then shouted back with a louder voice, "Living people, why are you here with me!"

God was so shocked that his ears were buzzing, and he quickly smiled and said: "I'm not coming here to ask the king for your help."

"Oh?" King Yan embraced his chest with both hands, looked at Ma Yuan below, and saw that he didn't say that he was powerful like Sun Wukong at that time, with a trace of displeasure in his eyes, "Does this person also think of Master Wang to practice?" ?"

"I'm going to practice at the Realm King a little late now." Ma Yuan shook his head directly. He was telling the truth, there was no such thing as modesty or modesty.

Yan Yan snorted coldly, thinking that he was proud and powerful, and then said: "You know that the three of Frissa and his son came here, they were all picked up by the powerful men under Master Wang, and you even said so."

Ma Yuan said lightly: "I know, two of them were sent by me personally."

"Hey, you still..." Yan Wang was trying to laugh at his ignorance, and suddenly reflected the meaning of this sentence, could not help swallowing, and then said, "You mean that two of the three were killed by you ?"

"Yes." Ma Yuan nodded slightly, killing them as if crushing two flies, it was not worth mentioning.

"Huh, it's a big talk, I don't feel the temperament of the strongest in you. I guess most of those three people were resurrected by Goku to solve it!" A cold and proud voice sounded.

Ma Yuan thought that you, the talent, did not understand the market at all. When Sun Wukong was resurrected, the three of Frisha had already died. Perhaps they had lost their way when they came to the Hall of Kings, and were a few days late.

When Ma Yuan turned his head to look, he saw a man wearing a practice suit and a high hat on his head. The face was naturally green, like a bitter gourd, and his expression was very cold.

"Pork Ribs Rice!" Ma Yuan recognized this person at once, but this is Sun Wukong's old opponent. It can be said that Sun Wukong's big step from Super Saiyan 2 to Super Saiyan 3 is mostly with this person. Related, his strength is also very strong.

"You...how do you know me?" The ribs rice froze for a moment, with a wary look on his face, "I don't seem to know you?"

Ma Yuan casually said: "Sun Wukong told me."

"Well, you guys can't tell lies. I just heard that there is a strong man named Sun Wukong who can fight against me, and he has never seen him before!" Ribs Rice sneered.

Ma Yuan was taken aback for a while, and he didn't know how to make a mistake. But he didn't expect that Sun Wukong hadn't met with Rib Rice yet. How should he come back?

"You don't have a few truths in your mouth, and I don't care how you hear my name. I just hope you are self-respecting and don't pretend to be someone else's record. If you are taken apart, you will be the one who makes the ugliness!" Fan waved his hand, and I looked very generous.

Ma Yuan lifted his chest slightly, a flash of fire flashed in his eyes, "I really don't know how Sun Wukong could bear down to fight such a person with his eyes above his head."

King Yan held back for a long time, looking at the two men fighting openly and secretly in his heart, and asked God the way: "Since you came here this time not to beg me to reopen the snake lane, what is it for?"

"Master Yan, this time we have something to ask the divination mother-in-law to help with divination. Although I will do some divination, but it is not specialization, so I have to ask Lord lord for your help." God even said quickly.

"It turns out that." The king nodded, and the life of the divination mother-in-law had already arrived, so she had reported to the Yanluodian, and she had a very close relationship with the nether land, and she is now in the hall of the king.

"Thank you Yan..." Ma Yuan said reluctantly. If God didn't let him make troubles many times, I'm afraid he would search for the divination mother-in-law.

"Huh, I haven't promised to hand it in yet." King Yan leaned back, looking for a convenient place to sit down, with a smooth face, and finally gave me a chance to cure your rude boy.

"Oh?" Ma Yuan asked, "I don't know what the King Yan advised?"

"Oh, in this Hall of Kings, you can only deal with some souls all day long. It's really boring and tight. Just when I'm off work, let's look at the battle?" King Yan smiled.

"fighting?"

"It's up to you to help the pork ribs. I also want to see what a strong man who can handle Frieza and others looks like."

As soon as the ribs rice looked up, although he was not a member of the king, he could not agree to this matter, but when he saw Ma Yuan's indifferent appearance, he said: "Then I will ugly.

A smile came from the corner of Ma Yuan's mouth, and whispered: "After holding this for a long time, I will trouble you to get out of breath."

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