The ancient battlefield of the starry sky gathers heroes from all over the world, and strong men constantly go into the battlefield to hone themselves and compete for the sky. To Jiang Fanxiao's surprise, even the Protoss intervened. At this moment, he walked out, his eyes cold, staring straight at the tall man sitting in God's chair.

"I can't believe it, I really can't believe it, it's just that ordinary people actually know the word Protoss. ”

The man's face was cold and proud.

A statue of the Nine One Gods comparable to the pinnacle of the Three Qings would shatter in front of his eyes, but his expression did not change at all, as if nothing had happened, and even the other eleven people behind him did not say anything.

"I am the third adopted son of the King of the Gods."

His indifferent way.

The chair beneath it shimmered with brilliance. This material alone is unusual and rare.

"The third adopted son of the God King, So, your status in the God Clan is not low, very good, very good!" Jiang Fanxiao looked indifferent, his eyes cold. "Answer my question. How's your princess doing?"

"Princess?"

The man frowned, and looked at Jiang Fanxiao carefully for the first time.

Then the next moment, he burst out laughing: "I understand, I understand! I know, I heard that His Highness entered this world and met a Ziweixing native, it turned out that that person was you, haha......"

"Applause!"

Jiang Fanxiao condensed the sword in his right hand, and the cold was everywhere. Raising his hand was a sword.

"Huh!"

The man dodged Jiang Fanxiao's sword.

He dodged, but the chair he was sitting in shattered instantly. In addition, Jiang Fanxiao's trend of combining rigidity and softness has not weakened. He crossed the sky, and a nine-winged god behind the sacred chair would be impaled, blood splattered into the starry sky, and he died instantly.

"Yes, it's a little trick. ”

Above the sky, an icy voice floated down.

The Protoss man left his chair and appeared on a broken star in the starry sky, looking down at Jiang Fanxiao below. He has a natural majesty, like a true king of the gods.

Jiang Fanxiao raised his head indifferently, his eyes were cold: "I ask, you answer, don't talk nonsense with me." ”

At this time, all the monks below were shocked. Even Huang Hao and Kuraki Heng stopped in the middle of the war and looked directly at the war. These people naturally heard the conversation between Jiang Fanxiao and the tall man before, and many of them were surprised at this moment.

"Protoss, is it really Protoss!"

"Is that him... God?"

"God, this ......"

Many of the monks were dumbfounded, staring straight at the tall man on the Shattered Star.

They had never met a Protoss member, and they didn't even know about the Protoss War Golem, but the word Protoss was still widely known. Although there are very few records of this clan in ancient books, only a few, even these few accounts are enough to frighten later revisers.

It can be said that this is an extremely terrible racial group. All members of this nation are strong.

"Protoss ......"

Huang Hao stopped, put away his magic weapon, and stared straight at the tall man on the Shattered Planet. At the same time, his eyes flashed with divine light, like two rounds of burning suns, and he glanced at Jiang Fanxiao.

On the other side, Aoki stood horizontally with his sword in his hand, looking at Jiang Fanxiao, frowning slightly.

"God ......"

On the other side, a blue figure was staring at the sky, a faint light flowing in blood-stained eyes, like a wolf in the night, with a terrible battle in its eyes.

"Protoss!"

Not far away, Rochin sneered.

Both he and Chen Yifeng raised their heads and stared at the tall man on the Shattered Planet.

They are all friends of Jiang Fanxiao's life and death, fighting side by side and drinking together. Naturally, they knew about Jiang Fanxiao's feud with the Protoss. At this time, although they didn't step forward to make a move, they didn't stare at the man's Protoss for a moment. No matter what happens next, they can't let that person go.

Ascension is the number one enemy of Heaven, and the Protoss is naturally among them!

The appearance of the Protoss immediately silenced the entire Starry Sky Ancient Battlefield. The strongest race in ancient legends, the race that even had to worry about ascending to heaven, was naturally terrifying and awe-inspiring.

"Haha......"

Above the starry sky, the Protoss laughed, unscrupulous.

Soon, his eyes became cold, and he looked down at Jiang Fanxiao below like an ancient emperor: "My family looks down on the starry sky, and even the sky that ascends to heaven is three points afraid. You are just a little native Zi Weixing, and you dare to think about my Protoss princess, wishful thinking......"

He looked at the ten nine-winged generals in the distance and said coldly, "Kill him!"

"Yes!"

The ten nine-winged gods will drink together.

"Boom!"

The magical divine light came with all kinds of unusual powers, and immediately shocked everyone.

The ten nine-wing generals all have the achievements of the peak of the Three Qings. At the same time, they are much stronger than many Terran monks in the same realm because they have extraordinary blood in their bodies.

"Boom!"

Ten people rushed at the same time, and the sky suddenly cracked.

"Didn't I say it, I asked, you answered, don't talk nonsense with me......" Jiang Fanxiao looked indifferent, his sword was slowly raised, and his head was slashed back without looking back: "Also, useless puppet slaves, get out of the way for me......"

"Sonorous!"

The sound of swords rushed into the sky, and dozens of black and white sword qi swept in.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The dense sword light pressed backwards like a tide, and Fan Xiao instantly slashed out seventy-two swords from the sixth sword of the Heaven Splitting Sword Technique, each sword was a skill that could break the Three Qing Ancient Kings, and the sword turned into ten nine-winged divine generals on the spot, covered in blood and splashed all over the stars, and was shot into a brush.

"Hiss!"

This scene saw many monks panting and their scalps tingling.

The ten statues are comparable to the powerful existence of the Sanqing Peak. They were all wiped out with a single blow. They looked at Jiang Fanxiao's back, and they all showed extremely frightened expressions for a while, and many of them were trembling their lips.

"Forget it......"

In front, Jiang Fanxiao's divine sword spread out and disappeared without a trace.

His face became extremely cold, and he rose to the sky step by step: "Whether you are of the same race as her, whether your Protoss leader is her father or not, I only know that you upset her......"

"I'll see for myself. ”

He disappeared in the same place in an instant, a thousand zhang, and appeared in front of the Protoss in an instant.

"Buzz!"

Golden hands were raised, covering the vast sky, and all the stars trembled.

"You!"

The Protoss frowned, feeling the terrible blow.

His body emitted an unparalleled blinding magical light. The whole person looks like a god who has descended into this world. He raised his head and swung a punch forward, directly touching Jiang Fanxiao's big hand.

"Boom!"

At that time, the sky was full of stars and swaying, and cracks were everywhere.

Jiang Fanxiao's body shook violently, and on the opposite side, the Protoss man retreated a few meters. His fists tingled, cracks appeared, phalanges loomed, blood splattered out.

"Good!"

A thick Shenhua flashed in his eyes, and a greater aura filled out.

"It's fun to kill you like this!"

He smiled proudly.

Burning flames wrapped around his body, and he moved in an instant. His muscular body was covered in thick Daoguang armor. With a powerful blow, he exploded the star-filled sky.

"Hiss!"

Such a blow was a bit scary and left many monks breathless.

Looking at the Protoss people in the sky, many monks swallowed. Many people knew in an instant that this Protoss was definitely a terrifying supreme figure. Although he only threw a punch at the moment, that kind of coercion made some monks at the peak of the Three Qing Dynasty tremble with fear.

"Boom!"

Yin Tian shook and reverberated in all directions.

Above the starry sky, Jiang Fanxiao didn't have half a superfluous sentence. His right hand swung the fist of Ming, the king of the fallen world, and pressed down hard.

"Bang!"

The fists of the two men met, and the sky was on fire.

I have to say that the men of the Protoss are really very powerful and terrifying, their physical strength is monstrous, and their physical bodies are also extremely terrifying, not much worse than Jiang Fanxiao. He started his career with divine powers and touched Jiang Fanxiao many times in the starry sky.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Fist to fist, amazing hurricane waves swept by.

"Haha!"

The Protoss laughed.

He shuttles through the stars. His body bursts, slicing through the starry sky. His terrifying physique shocked many monks.

"Buzz!"

On the other side, Jiang Fanxiao looked cold, his left hand pierced the starry sky and punched it directly.

On the other side of the Protoss, the starry sky cracked, and a sharp fist rushed out, shattering the starry sky first. This scene made the eyes of the audience below widen again, and everything calmed down.

"That's... He, he, he actually tore open the interstellar tunnel!"

Sanqingqiang was surprised.

Many monks had heart palpitations and there was a big buzz. However, these comments were quickly drowned out by Jiang Fanxiao's divine voice during the war with the Protoss, leaving only two people at war.

"Odd"

Jiang Fanxiao waved his left hand to split the Heavenly Sword, and his right hand clenched his fist and slammed downward.

His eyes were cold, and he stared at the Protoss without any mood fluctuations. He stepped over a thousand stars and pressed down with his right hand, causing the stars to collapse.

"Boom!"

On the other hand, the Protoss were very afraid, like carriers of the Tao. He wore the armor of Daoguang and looked very majestic, like the king of the gods facing dust. His every move affected the light of the Great Dao, causing the four stars to be completely covered by the gods of the Dao Light.

"It's not bad that just a native of humanity can reach such a level. Not bad, not bad!"

His words were extremely cold and proud, and his eyes looked down on everything.

"Bang!"

He raised his hand and blew a punch, and the waves were turbulent, sweeping towards Jiang Fanxiao like a murderous ocean, splitting a starry sky on the spot, and a devastating turbulence rolled out of it.

"Looks like you really want to die......"

Jiang Fanxiao's eyes were indifferent.

His face was expressionless, his right hand stretched out, and a black lightning bolt fell from the sky. He held it in his hand and slashed forward like a magic sword, almost splitting a star in half.

"Boom!"

This is the strongest World War I, even worse than the First World War between Yokoki Aoki and Huang Hao. This is the best level that can be achieved in this field. The endless slaughter in all directions suddenly lit up all the stars in the sky, causing many viewers to shudder and retreat. "Boom!"

They are all the highest figures in the Sanqing region. Their fists and hands intersected like two comets striking each other, each rushing to one side. But after only a few moments, one of them trembled violently, and the blood mist exploded and splashed into the starry sky ...