29. Celestial dragon turns to shoot the eagle 24

All the people in the martial arts knew that it was Wang Dian who had just made a move, because the time of four seconds was too fast, and these first-class second-rate people couldn't see anything at all, they could only see the white streamer left by Wang Dian's white clothes because of the extremely fast speed in the running. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the innate realm is as strong as the three elders of Xiaoyao, Wang Chongyang and the four of them, they can still see one afterimage after another, overlapping one figure after another, giving a clear route, as if Wang Dian stacked an afterimage every step and moved, and vaguely saw Wang Dian's shot.

What the strongest Sword Demon Dugu saw was the accelerated version they saw, and it was also a stack of afterimages, but the interval between this afterimages was larger, and he looked at it more carefully: "Okay!! Finally, I can have an opponent in one fight."

Wang Dian gave a thumbs up: "I'll go!" I gave you this b one hundred and one points, one more point is not afraid of your pride, your B installation technology is already unbeatable"

A group of talents in the martial arts just reacted from the amazing sword of Wang Dian, and heard the sword demon Dugu's request for defeat, I rub, the world's first master sword demon Dugu recognized the wine sword fairy king point, and asked for a battle, this battle must be a duel that shocked the world and can be passed down through the ages.

Wang Dian suddenly thought of Lol's words from the policewoman: "The show has begun"

The sword demon Dugu sought defeat but suddenly came: "It's not suitable to fight here, come with me!" ”

After saying that, the sword demon Dugu sought defeat and rushed out with a very fast body, and the speed was only slower than the speed of Wang Dian's deceleration just now, Wang Dian: "Amazing!" ”

Sword Demon Dugu was defeated in front, the Wine Sword Immortal King was behind, the figure blinked by, and came to the riverside, the three elders of Xiaoyao were the first to react, and Dao Wuji patted Dugu Diao: "Brother Eagle chase"

Zhongshentong Wang Chongyang, the Eastern Evil Huang Yaoshi, and the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong, all flew away suddenly in a cunning manner, Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng saw that they were about to pass, but at this time Huang Rong ran over: "Senior brother, second senior sister!" Take me, I can't catch up with Daddy! ”

Chen Xuanfeng looked at it, isn't this Huang Rong they have been looking for for a long time, Mei Chaofeng came over and hugged Huang Rong: "Okay!" Xiao Rong'er caught you, see where you run this time! ”

Huang Rong really lost to Mei Chaofeng, Mei Chaofeng's personality is too stupid, she really thinks she is natural: "Okay! Second Senior Sister! Take me there! Don't you want to watch the competition between the two super peerless masters! ”

Mei Chaofeng kept rubbing his face against Huang Rong's little face: "Don't go, don't go, don't go, if you run away again, we can't find you."

Chen Xuanfeng exhaled: "Fengfeng, go and take a look, I don't like I missed the battle of the century!" ”

Huang Rong hurriedly rejoiced, twisted his body to break free from Mei Chaofeng, but who told him to practice martial arts and not concentrate, how could he break free from being pulled by Huang Yaoshi's stinky temper to train to death before he entered the congenital, he was already the peak of a first-class master, and he was about to break through Mei Chaofeng, who was about to break through the junior level of the day after tomorrow: "Second Senior Sister, if you are like this, I will tell Senior Brother to ignore you!" ”

Mei Chaofeng was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his whole body exploded, and he let go of his hand, but he still grabbed Huang Rong's hand with one hand: "He dares!" ”

Chen Xuanfeng was also embarrassed and hurried: "Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare"

Not to mention Mei Chaofeng, Chen Xuanfeng, Huang Rong, and the other martial arts people are also full of enthusiasm, eager to double their light industry, seven or eight thousand people will all jump and rush away in various postures, the target sword demon Dugu and the decisive battle of the wine sword fairy king point, the more than twenty people who will die here are the acquired masters of the various factions of the Central Plains martial arts buddies, and the Western Poison from outside the territory, the Southern Emperor, they all didn't look at it, and ran wildly.

Qiu Chuji also saw Wang Chongyang's figure, obviously thinking that Wang Chongyang might have come out to protect Yang Kang, after all, this is the most dazzling seed in the fresh blood of the Quanzhen Sect, but now it seems that nothing matters: "Go, Kang'er, come with me to watch the battle, this battle will benefit you a lot"

The Seven Monsters of Jiangnan also rushed away with Guo Jing, and even the Northern Beggars Hong Qigong who ran out with Wang Chongyang and the others were too lazy to care about how Guo Jing learned the "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" from the town faction of his beggar gang, but you can imagine how attractive this battle is.

When people were fast, only a small number of people did not leave, Emperor Li Jianguo, the eldest prince, Wende and a group of subordinates brought by the eldest prince, Li Jianguo also saw the eldest prince, obviously knew his son's thoughts, and sighed softly: "I will guard the foundation of my son, clean up all the corpses for me, don't leave a trace of evidence, and when I come back from watching the battle, it will be passed on to you."

After speaking, without waiting for the eldest prince Li Shouji to react, he rushed away, caught up with a kind of martial arts person, and went to watch the battle of Sword Demon Dugu and the battle of the Wine Sword Immortal King, and the eldest prince Li Shouji showed a cold sweat on his face: "Do you say that your father is talking back?" ”

Wende was also surprised, after all, his group of people was too conspicuous, especially the people in the rivers and lakes all ran away, and his group of people left behind seemed to stand out, but Wende thought about it carefully and suddenly hugged his fist at the eldest prince Li Shouji: "Congratulations to Your Highness, Your Highness Hexi, Your Majesty was completely shocked by the sword of the wine sword fairy, he found that if Wu can't reach the sword demon and the wine sword fairy by force, no matter how powerful he is, he will eventually be the same as the West Poison and the Southern Emperor, if he angers such a person, what if he is the emperor, After all, I can't stop that sword, so it seems that Your Majesty is ready to devote himself to studying martial arts."

The eldest prince Li Shouji was overjoyed, but then he was stunned: "My father can't stop holding a sword, how can I stop it?" ”

Wende hurriedly comforted: "As long as Your Majesty concentrates on cultivating martial arts, with Your Majesty's talent, you will definitely reach that level in just a few decades, and Your Majesty will definitely protect you since it is passed on to you, after all, this Tang Dynasty was beaten down by him, and the word "Great Prince" Your name Shouji is exactly Your Majesty's idea, let you keep the foundation, and as long as the evidence here is cleaned up, those sects will not dare to say much if they are afraid of the deterrence of the Wine Sword Immortal, and when the time comes, as long as Your Highness does not provoke these two great gods, others are people like Gonggong Cao. Ouchi has a mysterious East Factory and West Factory, and it is rumored that there are as many as fifty or sixty strong people in the acquired realm among the two factories."

The eldest prince Li Shouji shook his head: "Wende is clean and send someone to clean it up!" I'm tired, so I'll go back first! ”

Wende looked at the departing eldest prince Li Shouji and sighed: "The imperial power has fallen, the blame is only for His Royal Highness being born in this era of prosperous martial arts, this is the sorrow of the official family, how can it not be the sorrow of our literati."