"His Royal Highness."

"You're really in this courtyard!"

It was the news that he reported to the palace before he entered reincarnation.

Lu Qi was originally on the border of southern Xinjiang, and arranged a group of people for his son's safety, and when he received the news, he came to the depths of this Miao Xinjiang to respond.

As a result, when I arrived here, I saw more than a hundred people from the Miaojiang Sacred Valley, besieging here.

But what fell in the eyes of the Eight Great Masters at that time was that the hundred or so people in the Miaojiang Sacred Valley were attacking here.

There were a total of more than a dozen grandmasters, and there was also a big grandmaster, all of whom were blocked by the word "town" outside the small courtyard.

When the Miaojiang Sacred Valley began to attack, it could not shake this guardian force in the slightest.

After seeing this scene, the eight great masters of the palace couldn't tell whether the prince was in it or not, and the sound transmission jade jian couldn't be contacted, and they didn't dare to leave without permission, so they could only hide and guard it secretly.

Unexpectedly, time passed day by day.

Not only them, but Miaojiang Sacred Valley also discovered one thing.

The power of the word "town" is getting smaller and smaller.

This gave a signal to the people of the Sacred Valley of Miaojiang.

That's where this place can be attacked!

And then they began to consume the power here constantly.

The eight great masters of the palace were extremely nervous at that time, for fear that after being attacked, there would be problems with the safety of His Royal Highness the Prince, but they did not dare to rashly attack the grass and startle the snake, so they had been waiting here.

After more than ten days and nights, I finally saw that the son of the world was still here intact.

Lu Qingping quickly learned everything that was happening outside the Heavenly Courtyard from the mouths of the palace masters.

Call~

Shizi turned his head and looked at a group of people twenty feet away from the courtyard.

After Lu Qingping and the others came out, those people roared and shouted even more angrily, roaring endlessly, led by a tall old man with a white beard, who stared at Lu Qingping with fire-breathing eyes.

Mainly staring at Lu Qingping's back, the courtyard whimpered and roared, but he didn't dare to move the eight demons locked in the courtyard.

These eight-headed demons had been very ecstatic to see the people of the Sacred Valley come to save them in these days, but now, seeing this devil-like boy again, all of them sprouted fear from their hearts, and they whimpered incessantly, not daring to raise their heads.

"Brute, you've been hiding for so many days, and you've finally come to the fore, what happened to the eight ghosts and gods of our Sacred Valley?!!"

The High Priest of the Sacred Valley roared, staring at Lu Qingping with murderous eyes, as if he was about to swallow him alive!

When they came here, they saw the eight demons in the courtyard at first sight, although they couldn't get in, but they were not far apart, and they thought of calling them out by means, but as a result, these eight demons were afraid to move one by one, as if they were under an invisible forbidden spell.

Lu Qingping just slowly glanced at these people outside.

The earth is shaking.

Seeing that Lu Qingping didn't speak, the High Priest of the Holy Valley said in a cold tone: "The power of this word can't last long, don't speak, right, the old man will wait a while, and then pull your tongue down with his own hands!" ”

"Attack with all your might!!"

After seeing Lu Qingping appear, the High Priest of the Sacred Valley finally had no reservations, and brutally ordered everyone to bombard the guardian power here.

"Buzz"

The word "town" in the sky wailed.

It was at this time.

A cold scream:

"Lu Qingping's life is mine!!"

It was a long crimson flame with a long trail, and it shot here in an instant from a distance as far as the eye could see.

"Broken!"

An incomparably terrifying and domineering shot pierced the word in the sky!

That word shook wildly and crumbled!

The gods of literature came at a critical moment, as if the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Boom"

Under his last domineering shot, the word "town" turned into a rain of light!

"Not good!"

The palace master who was guarding in the shadows was instantly shocked.

only to see the prince appear in the small courtyard, but the guardian force collapsed at the same time.

"Protect the Son!!"

The Eight Great Masters roared urgently, and they all moved!

"Lu Qingping, pay for my relatives and friends!"

The killing intent of the gods of Wen skyrocketed, and a shot appeared at the most critical moment, and after defeating the guardian force here, he rushed in first.

"It's him!"

The High Priest of the Sacred Valley knew the Bunjin Capital.

Wen Shendu and Lan Jing are friends, and Lan Jing is the candidate for the Holy Maiden of the Sacred Valley.

At the first moment, the high priest understood that the gods of Wen had come to avenge Lan Jing, so he easily judged that the gods of literature were all from his side.

"This young man is ranked fifth in the Central Plains, and his realm has improved more than when I saw him, which is really terrifying!"

"It's not good, we can't let him kill this prince of the Central Plains, we still want him to torture the method of divine blood alive!"

After breaking the guard, the high priest saw that the gods of literature had entered, and several thoughts flashed in his mind for a moment, and finally he did not change color in a hurry: "The gods of literature are ......"

He was afraid that Wen Shendu would kill Lu Qingping directly with one shot!

Huhuhuhu~~~

Hundreds of air currents rolled wildly, and the huts shook.

Wen Shendu stabbed a shot containing terrifying light, which made Lu Qingping's eyes squint slightly, and vaguely saw the embarrassed appearance in front of Wen Shendu when they first met Wen Shendu dozens of days ago, and the three of them worked together to escape from the fifth young man in the world.

Now this shot contains a fiery will and a terrifying pure yang blood, like a round of the Great Sun being provoked by a shot, and then it is aimed at Lu Qingping.

Infinitely close to the true grandmaster!

Wenshen Capital!

Kill Lu Qingping!

However, Shizi stepped forward and threw a punch.

Under this punch, the momentum on his body rolled, like a big river flowing down from the sky, flowing endlessly.

One punch!!

The air vibrated in all directions, filled with a force that even Wenshen couldn't believe:

"What ?!!"

Under this punch, he felt the same power in it as he was infinitely close to the realm of the grandmaster.

No, even more pure than the power in his own shot.

Since Lu Qingping received the blessing of Yugui in reincarnation and briefly entered the realm of the grandmaster, after withdrawing from this realm, he has become more familiar with and understands what the grandmaster is than any celestial entrance!

He was already at the peak of heaven and man, and now he was in a state where he could enter the realm of the grandmaster at any time.

This punch is under.

The power of the three treasures of spirit, energy, and spirit gathers in it.

"Bell"

Directly bombarded the gun of Wen Shendu with his flesh fist, and the mighty grandmaster's fist intent destroyed and destroyed the true qi on Wen Shendu's gun.

"Buzz"

The fist then smashed directly into the gun, smashing the gun high and bouncing high, emitting a terrifying buzz.

The gods of literature are all cracked, blood is gushing, and their footsteps are all staggering.

In his horrified eyes, he saw the indifferent eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince, as if to say:

"The world's first young grandson Wushuang was killed by me with one punch, what are you the god of literature??"

A punch is like a bamboo.

Boom boom~~

It was as if the gods had hit a cannon hammer and smashed it on the bridge of Wen Shendu's nose, instantly breaking the bridge of his nose!

His whole head was empty, buzzing, and he was smashed out like a cannonball, and was blinded by Lu Qingping's punch!

Coax.

There was an uproar in front of the small courtyard.

Even the eight great grandmasters who were eager to come to the rescue of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World lost their minds for a moment, and looked at the punch of the Prince of the World in a daze.

The people in the Miaojiang Sacred Valley, who attacked from outside the courtyard, all subconsciously slowed down their steps, their faces froze, and they looked at Wen Shendu who flew upside down in disbelief......

A punch blasted away the Wenshen Capital!!

Isn't the god of literature the fifth among young people in the world?

Could it be that he spent the other day on a woman's belly, how did he become so soft??

Defeated with one punch!

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