This apocalyptic picture is tantamount to uprooting the Martial Arts Association.

Fifteen years to pay.

Destroyed.

Pei Xiaotian laughed miserably, but found that he had no power to fight back, this young man was already terrifying, and he couldn't imagine it.

Not to mention Yanjing, the national capital, if you go through the whole world, it is impossible to find the second peerless powerhouse with such transcendent strength, right?

"I'm afraid, the peerless powerhouse is no longer enough to describe, this is a giant. ”

Pei Xiaotian's ten fingers were stiff, his face was gloomy, he really stood at the top of the mountain, and he suspected that the royal family was really going to end, how many people beat Ning Sheng?

pushed him with a slap in the face, which ......

If you don't witness it with your own eyes, if it weren't for the close attention of half of the Tsubame Kyoto, who would dare to believe that this kind of fabulous wonder would really happen?

Ning Xuanyuan casually wrapped the sleeves of his white shirt, glanced at the blue sky, without the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association blocking the lighting, the remaining steel buildings clustered around the surroundings became more and more brilliant.

Very good!

Pei Xiaotian looked at Ning Xuanyuan, who was close at hand, and his mood was heavy for a while.

Before the real fight, most of the assistants had died at the scene where more than 400 strong men gathered, and the teachers moved to bury themselves quietly, and the waves never turned out.

The sun is three poles, and the sun is scorching.

A flower shop not far from the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association, a cheongsam with a water hibiscus sewn sew, sets off the figure of a ponytail girl, and sets off the graceful and graceful figure.

The girl put her hands on her cheeks, her eyes were dull, and all her mental power was placed on the oil-paper umbrella at her feet.

In the flower shop, there are old radios, babbling, and intermittent operas.

A woman with still charm is picking up scissors and carefully pruning potted plants, slowly, with a slight struggle, occasionally reaching out to wipe away the dripping sweat oozing from her forehead.

Farther away, near a circular arch bridge, a middle-aged man dressed as a coachman squatted on the side of the bridge pier and pulled out half of a cigarette that he was reluctant to smoke.

Firewood flickered.

The coachman took a deep puff of cigarette with great satisfaction, and was so busy that he finally stole half a day's leisure.

"Stains. ”

After that, the coachman skillfully snuffed out the only one-third of the cigarette that remained, wrapped it in paper, put it in his pocket, and then looked at the girl at the door of the flower shop with indifferent eyes.

The girl was indifferent.

The woman in the flower shop put down the scissors, walked to the one-person high mirror, and carefully combed her clothes several times before picking up the key and closing the door carefully.

There is no rain in the world, and the autumn wind is not dry.

The girl still held out the oil-paper umbrella and raised it above her head, her steps were rigorous, one shallow and one deep, always keeping a half-arm's distance from the plump woman.

The driver abandoned the car and went alone.

The three of them are side by side.

After walking through the old round arch bridge in front of them, three more people joined the queue, and there was no communication with each other, lined up, two or three got six, and three three was nine.

The last old man who appeared alone joined the queue with two stupid babbles.

The butcher with nine fingers was sharpening his knife not far away.

Holding the abacus, hanging in the air, the short middle-aged man who couldn't stop knocking and knocking finally put away the abacus and lost behind his back.

Nan Xiao Du, Dong Lao Jiu.

The Thirteenth Taibao is invincible.

Xiao Du of the Xiang family of the Southern Imperial Family, and Lao Jiu, the butcher of the Great Zhou Dynasty of the Eastern Imperial Family.

and the well-known Thirteen Taibao under the command of the Fifth Imperial Family, which occupies the prefix of the West.

Fifteen people, one by one, surfaced, the butcher, the master took the lead, and the remaining thirteen people were half a meter behind, lined up, side by side.

Rumble!

Boom!

After each step, the rhythm accelerated, like the sound of footsteps like a wave, like thousands of troops and horses coming, affecting more and more widely, it seems that the heavens and the earth are trembling.

An invisible pressure, from far to near, covers the Armed Forces Association.

"This ......"

"Fifteen royal agents, sure enough, they came out!"

In a flash.

Half of Yanjing was agitated, and the blurry picture intercepted from the surveillance video of the scene did indeed see fifteen people, going upstream, and rushing to the Martial Arts Association.

Phew!

A golden-yellow scroll, unfolding in parallel, suspended in mid-air, began to fly over countless steel buildings.

Everyone looked up and saw a huge word 'emperor' shining under the scroll.

"Ning Sheng, my fifth royal family, I read that you are amazingly talented, talented, and specially issued a decree, on behalf of the will of the royal family, recruit you as a slave!"

This sentence.

After the spread spreads.

It immediately caused an uproar.

The Fifth Imperial Family couldn't bear to strangle it because they pitied the genius, so they made an exception and was willing to adopt Ning Sheng as a slave of the Western Imperial Family?

This, as long as you agree, from now on, won't you be considered half a member of the royal family? With such an honor, anyone will be flattered with excitement, right?!

As soon as the news came out, some people were red-eyed, some people coveted, and some people were jealous of Ning's good life, and they were actually favored by the royal family!

Rumble!

The sound of neat footsteps is getting closer and closer.

An old voice came out again, "The emperor's grace is vast, this kind of honor, even if you sincerely pray for the blessing of the third life, you may not be able to cultivate, and you don't kneel down quickly to accept the order!"

Ning Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows and looked back, an old man in a black Tang suit, standing in front of the Thirteenth Taibao, with sonorous words.

"What does the Fifth Imperial Family mean?" Ning Xuanyuan asked casually.

The old man with gray hair, an old face, and his real name was Cao Zhengchun, shook his head and reluctantly replied, "That's what I meant." ”

The tone is ethereal, extremely impatient.

There is a sign of being too lazy to deal with Ning Xuanyuan.

However, he still took the initiative to explain, "I, Cao Zhengchun, can represent the Fifth Imperial Family, recruit human geniuses who can see the past, and accept them as slaves of my own clan." ”

"This is the privilege given to Cao by the ancestor of my clan!"

Ning Xuanyuan tugged at his ears and smiled without saying a word.

Pei Xiaotian looked at Ning Xuanyuan who was close at hand with solemn eyes.

"Stand closer, and tell me again. Ning Xuanyuan waved his hand in the air.

Rumble!

This subtle action, in the eyes of the fifteen people, is tantamount to an active provocation.

After Cao Zhengchun took both hands, he condescendingly scolded, "Are you preparing to disobey the will of my Fifth Imperial Family?"

Ning Xuanyuan snorted and hit the nail on the head, "It's so bullish, it's only after fifteen people have gathered that they are not ashamed to let you get closer alone, and you don't dare to move for a long time." ”

This is too much, just scolding, I know that I am bullying others, relying on many people and fake tigers!

Cao Zhengchun, "......"

Pei Xiaotian, "......"

This is really young and vigorous, without scruples, and the agents of the royal family dare to ridicule it in a grand manner.

Cao Zhengchun was stunned in place, his face was blue and white for a while, as the leader of the Thirteen Taibao and a retainer of the Fifth Imperial Family, what kind of prominent status was he?

At this moment, he was so humiliated?

"Are you, don't you plan to listen to me and obediently be a slave of my fifth royal family?" Cao Zhengchun's tone turned cold, and there was a rolling killing intent.

Ning Xuanyuan stroked his nose and was silent.