Chapter 69 Yan Huang spokesperson

Only then did Lord Man notice that Liu Heng was injured, and in order to fight him fairly, he had just a word.

"It's okay, although you are a half-step seventh-order, you can't kill me yet." Liu Heng's ability is very perverted, and he can naturally see the strength of the Manchurian people, wave his hand, and say strongly.

"Since you don't know how to lift, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Seeing him waving his hand, as if he was sending a beggar, the eyes of the adults flashed with anger, and they broke through the house, and the speed was at the peak, flying towards the sky at great speed.

As he flew into the air, the aura of the half-step seventh-order was no longer retained, and it swept away, and the small second floor where he was just now instantly turned into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth, which can be said to have achieved the pinnacle of dust to dust and earth to earth.

He is not afraid of his aura, he will kill Liu Heng, with his peak aura, he can't kill a sixth-order powerhouse.

Although Liu Heng was fine, the empty houses around him all followed in the footsteps of the small second floor where they were just now.

Fortunately, this is a deserted village, otherwise the number of dead people would probably be in the thousands.

And the aura emitted by the Manchurian just now was captured by all countries in the world, and even the distant divine realm sensed the coercion of this earth-shattering aura.

Beijing, ** sea, in a courtyard house.

The old man, who was in retreat and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light shot out of his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Who is it?" Have such a strong breath? Half-step seventh-order, or in my divine land? ”

As the words fell, his body was like the wind, and he disappeared into the secret room in the blink of an eye, appearing in the courtyard.

"Chong Xu, what are you doing here? Hurry up and put away your sixth-order momentum, you want to kill us? ”

A bald monk, holding a roast chicken in his hand and chewing chicken legs in his mouth, felt the coercion that wanted him to surrender, his face turned red, and said.

"Chongxu, what the hell is going on? What makes you so coercive? ”

The old man with a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, exuding the aura of justice all over his body, frowned and looked at the previous head of Wudang, who was unleashing his coercion regardless of his majesty.

He is none other than Longhu Mountain, the last Heavenly Master.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're going to kill your aunt and grandmother? Don't hurry up and put away your coercion, and look at the sentries crawling on the ground around you. ”

A young woman who was in her prime, but did not know her age, exuded a half-step sixth-order on her body, stood in the lobby with white eyes, like a dazzling dash like a small sun, and shouted.

She is the strongest person in the Demon Dao, and she is also the country's worship, Demon Moon.

"Brother Chongxu, what happened to cause you to lose your image so much?"

A young man with delicate eyebrows, holding a folding fan, and wearing a long robe from the Republic of China, frowned lightly, looking at Chong Xuan with his eyes closed and contemplative.

He is the strongest person in Confucianism, the last Confucian ruler, Kong Yin.

This group of people is the legendary worshippers and guardians, not the old ones as rumored.

"There is a half-step seventh-order powerhouse, fighting in my Divine Land, and I am feeling the direction of the breath."

Wudang Chongxu opened his eyes, looked at these babbling old friends helplessly, and said.

The half-step seventh-order battle in the land of Shenzhou was an earth-shattering thing, and he had to pay attention to it.

And when everyone heard that there was a half-step seventh-order battle, their faces couldn't help but change, and their expressions were solemn.

Half-step seventh-order, momentum alone can kill their existence.

"You guard the four poles of the capital separately, and I will come when I go."

Suddenly, Chong Xu's face changed, as if he felt the direction, and his big dry hand made a move towards a certain room, and a long sword flew over.

Take a closer look, it is actually one of the top ten divine swords of my Yan Huang for five thousand years, the sword of the Holy Dao at the top of the list, or the sword of the human emperor Xuanyuan.

"Isn't this and this, isn't the Xuanyuan Sword rumor lost? How could it be in the hands of a bull's nose? ”

Demon Moon exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the long sword that exuded the most divine and holy aura and shone brightly under the scorching sun.

"Ahem, have you forgotten what we are guarding? Country! With the violence of the state apparatus, how could it be impossible to find the lost ten divine swords? ”

Zhang Tianshi coughed lightly, and reminded Demon Yue beside him, saying.

With the energy of the country, it is indeed possible to find the lost ten divine swords, and when the demon moon heard this, it suddenly dawned on her that feelings are the credit of the country.

"Hurry up and guard the four poles of the south, east and west, I'm leaving."

Chong Xuan stroked the divine sword that he had exchanged for his life, stepped slowly into the air, walked against the sky, and said to the four people below.

"Yes."

The four of them should have said in unison, and their figures turned into meteor remnants, and in a few vertical jumps, they disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the four of them went to suppress An Ning in four directions, Chong Xuan glanced at the direction of the Z River, stepped lightly, and it was a thousand zhang in an instant.

This is the legendary shrinkage of the ground.

He took another step, this time a thousand feet more than just now, if Tony Stark was forced here, I'm afraid he would come to a sentence, taking such a big step, wouldn't it be light?

Next, after a few more steps, Chong Xuan disappeared into the boundary of the capital, and attacked towards Zjiang Province at great speed, looking at the half-step seventh-order battle.

……

Himalayas.

The ancient mage, who was teaching his disciples to cultivate magic, felt two breaths breaking through the sky, his brows couldn't help frowning, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled the void, and a mirror appeared in front of her, and inside was the figures of Lord Man and Liu Heng.

"Hey, who's this little guy? Why is there no fate for him in the long river of fate? ”

Master Gu Yi naturally knew the Manchu man dressed as a Mongolian, and when he looked at Liu Heng in a hospital gown, he couldn't help but groan softly.

She actually found that this little guy had a very strange fate, and he was not even in the long river of fate of the universe, which really made him strange.

"Poof."

When she had just deduced Liu Heng's identity, a mouthful of old blood suddenly spurted out, clutching her chest and hurriedly running towards the house.

"What the hell is going on? I can deduce the past and future of Tony Stark, Eric Lanschel, Odin and others, why can't I deduce that mysterious little guy? Still glared at by a mysterious power as a warning? ”

The Ancient One Mage's face was pale, the glittering glint in his eyes was dim, and he said in horror.

Just when her divine thoughts had just entered the long river of fate and deduced Liu Heng's past and future, a mysterious phantom that seemed to not exist in the past and future glanced at her, causing her to fall directly to the Supreme Mage Divine Position, unable to travel across galaxies.

If the Demon King is here, he will definitely laugh at the ancient one mage for being too arrogant, and the spokesperson of the human race dares to deduce at will, and if she does not die of being eaten by the luck of the human race, it is already her great fortune.

As for that mysterious phantom, I'm afraid that the Demon King will not dare to touch its edge at the moment of his true peak.

That is the illusory shadow of the luck of the Yan and Huang people.

It does not exist in the past, in the future, or in the present, as long as the Yanhuang human race is not destroyed, then this luck will exist forever.

This is also the reason why the Demon King asked him not to go to the Demon Capital to provoke Liu Heng, and he didn't do anything to him.

(End of chapter)