King Weapon!

Someone recognized this guqin, and his eyelids jumped, compared to the flawless powerful weapon, the king's weapon can directly crush the flawless powerful soldier, a king's weapon, can push everyone on the spot, and it is still pressed and beaten, and there is no backhand at all.

This is a king's weapon, very extraordinary, otherwise it would be impossible to flow out of immortal divinity, Chu Xun restrained all his fighting intentions, he had nothing to suppress this guqin except for the Heavenly Thunder Holy Bottle.

When the Holy Maiden of Yaochi suppressed the audience with a king's weapon, no one spoke anymore, and they were all silent with each other.

"After the gathering in the small courtyard is over, I will replace the ancestors and teach you a lesson!"

Kim Jong-woo said seriously, his face extremely fierce.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson now!" Chu Xun raised his hand, fierce and invincible, even if he had a king's weapon, he would have to teach Jin Zhengyu a lesson, this is Chu Xun's domineering, what about the king's weapon? It's correct.

At this moment, everyone smacked their tongues, Chu Xun was too crazy, even if there was a king weapon, he was not afraid, but continued to attack, is it so outrageous?

Bang! The vision of the ten days in the sky appeared, at this moment ten golden crows stood above the sky, and the temperature in the small courtyard was fully raised to hundreds of degrees, if they were not monks, it was estimated that they would be burned alive on the spot.

After the vision of the ten-day sky appeared, Kim Jong Woo's face was a little ugly, because he vaguely felt a terrible suppression, which was not a suppression of strength, but a kind of suppression of blood and soul.

"Could it be the Ancient Golden Crow?" Kim Jong-woo's heart jumped, because this kind of bloodline suppression was at least one quality higher than his own, but soon this sense of bloodline suppression disappeared, and it was replaced by the aura of the terrifying king.

Boom!

The guqin vibrate, the strings came with the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse, and the wisps of kingly breath suppressed the audience, isolating Chu Xun from Kim Jung-woo.

"Golden Crow Holy Son! Golden Crow Divine Son! Can you give me a face, don't fight, after the small courtyard party is over, let the two of them take action and settle personal grievances? ”

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi said.

"Good!" Kim Zhengyu shouted, he was completely silent, but looking at Chu Xun's gaze, he was full of murderous intentions, and at this moment, he completely moved the killing machine, the killing machine like a devouring person.

However, he gave the Holy Maiden of Yaochi a face, and he didn't dwell on this matter at all.

"When you go out, I'll let you know what your ancestors are!"

Chu Xun was still indifferent, but he also stopped, because he felt the anger of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, if he really forced the other party, the king's weapon moved, not to mention killing himself, but he could also make himself suffer a big loss, he didn't want to set up an enemy anymore.

This is a farce, everyone calmed down completely, and soon one by one big people came, the Tianjiao of the Great Sect, the Junjie of the family, and the entire small courtyard was completely divided into three circles.

One is the circle of Chu Xun, with the least number of people!

There is also Kim Jong-woo's circle, where many saint-level existences are standing.

The other is the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, the Holy Son of Zifu This kind of circle that maintains neutrality, not only the Holy Son of Zifu, but also the Holy Son of Taiyi Holy Land and Yuhua Holy Land, all of them are neutral, they don't want to offend Chu Xun, and they don't want to offend Jin Zhengyu, Wanchu Holy Son and others.

Therefore, it remains neutral.

"There are fifteen of the Holy Son level, and there are only four of us here, but it can still be suppressed, but it will take a while to prepare." Wang Ping sent a message to Chu Xun, hoping that Chu Xun would stay calm, and he had a killer feature.

"What the hell are your killer features? Why are you so confident? Chu Xun was a little curious.

"I'll let you see it then, hehe." Wang Ping was extremely confident, which made Chu Xun really curious, and at this moment, another key person finally appeared.

A young king of the Ji family, who is as famous as Jiang Ming, is a very strong Tianjiao in the world.

"Ji Jiaji Wuling is here!"

Ji Wuling, the young king of the Ji family, he looks very majestic, with black hair, thick like a waterfall, walking into the small courtyard, walking like a tiger, looking like a small king.

"I've seen the Holy Maiden of Yaochi." After Ji Wuling saw the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, he immediately clenched his fists and spoke, and at the same time, at this moment, the Holy Son of Wanchu said with a smile: "I've seen Brother Ji, I haven't seen you for a long time, is Sister Ling okay?" ”

Wan Chu Shengzi seemed to be very familiar with Ji Wuling, and directly asked the other party's sister if she was healthy.

"Well, the injury has recovered, thank you Brother Chen for your concern, thank you on behalf of my sister." Ji Wuling nodded, the surname of the Holy Son of Wanchu was Chen, so he called him Brother Chen, and the monks who belonged to the sect of the Holy Son of Wanchu smiled one after another.

Because there is almost no doubt, Ji Wuling is destined to be their person here, if this is the case, they have more confidence, and after the gathering in the small courtyard is over, once the battle is over, it can be regarded as an extra point of victory.

But just when the Holy Son of Wanchu also smiled, suddenly, Ji Wuling walked up to the Holy Son of Shaking Light, smiled handsomely, and looked at the Holy Son of Shaking Light: "Looking at your current appearance, it is estimated that not only are you not injured, but you have also gone further?" ”

Ji Wuling smiled, and seemed to have more to do with the Shaking Light Holy Son.

"You didn't die, otherwise, wouldn't you be much more boring?" The Shaking Light Saint Son smiled slightly, handsome to the point of not talking, and with a transcendent temperament, every strand of hair was crystal clear, like a living god.

"This is Jiang Ming, the young king of the Jiang family, this is Chu Xun, the Golden Crow Divine Son, this is Ziyunqi, the Heavenly Demon Body, these are the queen of Dakou, this is Wang Ping, Xu Bufan, Li Dazhuang, ......."

The Holy Son of Shaking Light introduced Ji Wuling one by one, and the latter nodded, nodding to Chu Xun and the others, which can be regarded as having seen.

"You and I are the same kind of people, and I want to fight you."

At this moment, Jiang Ming spoke, he pondered for a long time before he spoke, looking at Ji Wuling.

"Good! When you have time in the future, you can make a few moves. ”

Ji Wuling also felt Jiang Ming's extraordinary, he also wanted to fight with Jiang Ming, but in fact, if Chu Xun really awakened his vision and physique, it is estimated that many people present would not be able to suppress their fighting spirit, maybe even if the king's weapon is here, don't want to suppress it.

Because Chu Xun is now self-styled, the vision has not really been unfolded, otherwise Jiang Ming and Ji Wuling would not have wanted to fight each other, it is estimated that they would be the first to fight with Chu Xun.

Soon, Ji Wuling chose to stand on Chu Xun's side without hesitation, which made Wang Ping and the others happy, but where was the Holy Son of Wanchu, there were some bad looks.

However, even so, Chu Xun is only a few Saint Son-level Tianjiao here, and there are some ....... compared to the dozen or so on the other side

"The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King has arrived!"

"The little dragon king of the frog has arrived!"

"The Peacock Xiaopeng King has arrived!"

At this moment, three voices sounded, and in the small courtyard, Chu Xun couldn't help but smile.

(End of chapter)