You ......"

Zhou Qian quickly stabilized his mind, and when he staggered to his feet, an uncontrolled stream of qi and blood went upstream.

In the blink of an eye.

In the past, the Third Emperor Uncle, who believed that he was superior to others, had blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and his face was slightly pale.

He looked at Ning Xuanyuan with complicated eyes, and some words came to his lips, but he didn't know where to start, this guy was already so strong that it was difficult for him to estimate.

Ning Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhou Qian with a smile, twisted his fingers, and calmed down, "A little weak?"

Zhou Qian, "......"

One of the current figures in power of the majestic Zhou royal family, he was actually ridiculed by a rising star for being too weak in public?

Thick unwillingness and anger filled Zhou Qian's head.

Those eyes that have already been reddened exude endless killing intent, this thief will not be eliminated, from today onwards, he Zhou Qian, what face does he have to live in the world?

Rumble!

Zhou Qian, who had clenched his fists with one hand and returned to his peak state again, immediately stared at Ning Xuanyuan with fierce eyes.

Ning Xuanyuan smiled and said nothing.

"Ning Xuanyuan, you committed the following crimes, and you are used to using conspiracy and trickery, which is really a villain's behavior, I am too lazy to waste time, let's do it together and kill it!"

Zhou Qian roared loudly, not advancing but retreating.

Rumble!

As many as forty or fifty royal family masters, they rushed up and quickly used the momentum of the horns to drain the water around Ning Xuanyuan, which ......

At the important stage of the country's attention, everyone has not yet reminisced about the meaning of Zhou Qian's first half of the sentence, and the next moment, he actually publicly ordered everyone to join forces?

The key is that before joining forces, he has to make a high-sounding excuse to accuse Ning Xuanyuan of being in the dark, indicating that he Zhou Qian disdains to waste time with this kind of villain?

"Isn't that shameless?"

"The royal family is so virtuous, slandering Ning Xuanyuan three times and twice, using the next three indiscriminate means?"

Weak is not scary.

What is terrible is to refuse to admit it again and again, not only that, but also to beat it back.

Rao is Ning Xuanyuan's character who will not get angry easily, and in the blink of his eyes, he exuded a wisp of murderous intent, pointing directly at Zhou Gan, Zhou Qian sighed in his heart, inexplicably weak.

"What are you doing in a daze? Kill him!"

Zhou Qian retreated a few steps again, waited for dozens of hurried figures, and converged towards Ning Xuanyuan, the third emperor uncle, who took advantage of the chaos to lean towards Zhou Tailai.

Rumble!

The place completely exploded, and the sky was full of smoke and dust, but in the time of a breath, the picture gradually blurred, flying sand and stones, hazy.

The royal masters from all directions, or grabbing, or grabbing, or pinching fist marks, collectively jumped horizontally, and quickly covered the sky above Ning Xuanyuan.

It's too fast.

Dozens of royal masters, all of whom had been famous for a long time in the past, but after becoming the domestic slaves of the royal family, they completely disappeared.

Now, it has appeared en masse again.

The speed that can be called the extreme has turned into an afterimage in the void, connecting back and forth, from ten to hundred, and finally crisscrossing it, like a net of heaven and earth, covering the sky.

"Puff puff!"

A steady stream of explosions, bursting in the air, even if you are not at the scene, you can feel that kind of thrilling scene, especially in the fist print, the moment the bombardment comes down, the world is quiet.

Five fingers, rough as old bark, erupted into the void with terrifying beams of light, and then fell heavily.

"Could this be the Fist Master of forty years ago, Zhou Wuji?"

"A fist mark on one hand is as big as a house, this ......"

The outside world talked about it, and it completely exploded.

This fist seal master who swept one side in the past completely disappeared when he became famous forty years ago, and he thought that this Gaidai master was dead.

Unexpectedly, he became the domestic slave of the Great Zhou royal family.

"Haha, after 40 years of being away from the capital, there are still people who remember Zhou, hurry up. ”

"Old man Zhou Wuji, come to ask you about this descendant named Ning Xuanyuan. ”

If the memory is good, this person touched the threshold of the Nine Dao Realm forty years ago, and now he is only afraid that he is not on par with Zhou Qian.

It's horrible.

A house slave actually has the skills of the Ten Dao Realms, and it is not one or two, but a group.

"I don't know, does anyone remember Chen?"

Phew!

Suddenly pulled out in mid-air, a lightning-like light, sharp and dazzling, like a thunderbolt exploding.

It was an unsheathed sword, and when it was swung, it seemed to break through the heavens and the earth, splitting in two.

"Chen Shuang!"

"Another suspected existence above the Ten Dao Realms, decades ago, the swordsman Chen Shuang, who also disappeared. ”

If it is just an unknown person, let alone ten years, three or five years or even less, it will be forgotten completely.

However, these are all famous figures in the past, strictly speaking, they are the previous generation of Gaidai Tianjiao before the official release of the three lists of Fengshen, Fengyun and Tianjiao.

Today.

Collectively revealed.

And there is more than one, as many as dozens.

It is no wonder that the royal family has the capital to be high and regards all beings in the world as ants, which is too shocking.

"Ning Xuanyuan, if you surrender now, you can still ask for a whole corpse. ”

The swordsman Chen Shuang is an old man with a gray beard, with long sloppy hair, but his eyes are extremely sharp, like lightning and flint, and they are extremely bright.

He held the sword in one hand and stopped in place, murderous.

"Hmph, dare to challenge the divine power of the Great Zhou royal family, I'm afraid you don't even know how to write dead characters. ”

Zhou Wuji came side by side, with both hands behind him, full of energy, and he couldn't tell that this person was already seventy or eighty years old, and half of his feet had already stepped into the coffin.

"Ahem. ”

Zhou Qian had already picked up Zhou Tailai and retreated far away.

Zhou Tailai, who was furious, had just stabilized his mind, and immediately roared, "What are you still doing in a daze? Kill this thief, repeatedly use the next three indiscriminate tricks, and blame Zhou for being careless, and think he is a real hero, it turns out to be a villain!"

The same rhetoric.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than the preservation of face and dignity.

"If you can't beat it, you will join forces, and after joining forces, you will continue to splash dirty water, accusing Ning Xuanyuan of being a villain, hehe, the royal family is so shameless?"

A group of people jumped up and down, claiming to be heroes, however, one-on-one, one did not dare to end the game. ”

This public contest, because of the shameless behavior of the Great Zhou royal family, has caused dissatisfaction and accusations from many parties, and countless voices have begun to fight for Ning Xuanyuan.

However, people speak lightly.

What Ning Xuanyuan is facing at this moment is not a Ten Dao Realm master, but a group, if he is not careful, he will fall, and the situation is not good for him.

"I don't want to bully the small with the big and the weak with the strong, I advise you to surrender immediately, lest you wait to die ugly. Chen Shuang stroked his beard, domineering.

Ning Xuanyuan rarely said a word, mostly jokingly, "Or, let's go head-to-head?"

Chen Shuang, "......"

An old face turned red in an instant.

The sound of the tsunami in the mountains sounded from all over the country, and this man of the year did not dare to fight against Ning Xuanyuan with his own strength.

Ning Xuanyuan turned around.

Hold the gun.

In the middle of a breath in the national capital, it was like falling into an ice cellar, and countless people immediately shut up, and in the dark, there seemed to be a breath like a tide, sweeping in.

And listen to the wind.

There seems to be a war drum beating, mixed in!