Originally, Fei Tiangong, the leader of the Seven Deadly Sins, also planned to let the lazy little king restrain a little, but when he heard his words, his heart moved, and he secretly gave a thumbs up.

After two defeats in a row, the arrogance of the alien race has been suppressed a lot, and the death and injury of the two Tianjiao of the Mao Wen clan will inevitably affect the desperate heart of the other two races.

A simple method of agitation, if you can make the people of the Night Spirit Clan and the Soul Eater Clan fight to the death, then it is right in the middle.

"Humph!"

One of the top celestials of the Spirit Clan's eyes flickered, as the best of the assassins, how could he not hear the conspiracy of the lazy little king, and immediately opened his mouth to fight back.

"Lazy little king, don't you boast that the younger generation is invincible, since you look down on me and other warriors of the three clans, why don't you play a few battles with the Tianjiao of the Holy Court, so that I can wait to understand the demeanor of the little king of the seven deadly sins!"

The people of the several major clans were not stupid, and they immediately took a step back and forced the lazy little king to make a move.

Hearing this, Gao Ling took a deep look at the Tianjiao Su Xiang of the Night Spirit Clan, and after a few breaths, he sneered:

"Yes, since the people of the Night Spirit Clan are frightened, then Ben Gongzi will teach you what it means to be a real Tianjiao. Jealousy, you'll make a move later, and lose two games in a row to the cowards of the Eidolon Clan. ”

Hearing this, a figure came out of the monks of the Seven Deadly Sins, dressed in a crane, with thin lips and eagle eyes, deep lines on the forehead, thin and straight eyebrows, and temples stained with a little frost.

The face that originally looked quite handsome, with those narrow and long gloomy eyes, added three points of demons and evils, how uncomfortable it was to look at.

The Seven Deadly Sins of Jealousy of the Little King, Dou Jincheng!

This is a rather mysterious Tianjiao powerhouse, bearing the name of a little king, but rarely making a move, and the intelligence network of the Holy Court is almost blank for him.

"Hey, no. Lazy, you actually let him make a move, aren't you afraid that he won't be able to suppress it at all?"

The eyes of the greedy little monarch Yuwen Naji are a little wandering, others don't know who the jealous little monarch is, and he still doesn't understand?

Allowed to erupt, this guy can indeed liberate the invincible emperor and even a higher level of power.

But at that time, the jealous little monarch Dou Jin Chengke would fall into a chaotic state where the six relatives did not recognize, and he would never stop killing all the creatures in his sight.

"Runaway, how many of those people in the Holy Court on the other side can force jealousy to the point of unblocking?"

The lazy little king licked his lips in a bloodthirsty gesture.

"It's just right! My hands have not been stained with blood for ten years, so this time I will be justified by the order of the Holy Court Emperor. Greedy, I'll record the battle with crystals for me later. ”

Stripped of the silver gloves on his hands, the jealous little king stepped forward, and his momentum was condensed with every step.

When he stepped into the gladiatorial arena enchantment, the originally gentle figure suddenly became violent, countless blood-colored resentful spirits flying above his head, and his evil eyes were shrouded in blood.

"Chonglou Demon Palace Demon Thirteen, this son will meet you, don't be easily played to death!"

The feeling of the poisonous snake snooping hit, and the thirteen hairs of the Great God Demon stood on end, and with a move of his right hand, the closed flying knives turned into two black lancets and flew into his hands.

"What a big breath! Kill me, and I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. ”

The Seven Deadly Sins A little king made a move, and the atmosphere suddenly froze, and even Hou Jiuhu and Emperor Yunxiao sat up straight and stared at it, wanting to get a glimpse of the roots of the younger generation of the Seven Deadly Sins.

"Kill!"

The divine pattern at the center of the Demon Thirteen's eyebrows is shining, as the great god of the Demon Palace, although he has been defeated by his little junior brother Jun Wuxian, but he also has the arrogance of the emperor, where is he willing to be so underestimated.

Black lightning scurried through the ruins, seemingly disorganized, but speeding towards the jealous little king.

Iai Slash!

Without the slightest hesitation, when he was within three zhang of Dou Jincheng, the figure of the Demon Thirteen was divided into three, and the three afterimages all burst out with terrifying momentum, and the three swords flashed, directly slashing the three key points of the jealous little king.

When the knife came to him, Dou Jincheng's dead fish eyes flipped a little, and then his right hand was raised, and he slammed the knife towards the afterimage on the right.

Sonorous!

The flames splashed everywhere, and the force of the roar came out of the body, and under the afterimage of the huge earthquake, it was actually knocked back more than ten feet, piercing through a lot of bulging masonry on the ground.

Is it real?

This guy recognized the true body of the Demon Thirteen at a glance, did it happen or did he really know everything?

The eyelids of the many powerhouses watching the battle jumped wildly, and the speed of the Thirteenth Demon Thirteen was definitely recognized as the top of his peers, otherwise it would not be impossible to turn the Banjira of the Mao Wen clan around.

In the ruins, the Demon Thirteen stood up in embarrassment, shook aside the ruins above his head, glanced at the dark wrist, and his face was gloomy.

"What a violent strength, the power of a punch in his hand is enough to explode two million catties!

"Aren't you coming, then I'll chase you!"

The nightmarish voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the place where Dou Jincheng was originally standing kicked up a slight dust, and the condensed figure gradually became illusory, leaving only an afterimage.

Not good!

With a warning omen in his heart, the Demon Thirteen's eyes were slightly condensed, and he retreated violently with a scimitar in his left hand.

"Thirty-six hands of demons!

The sound of the sonic boom appeared, and the palm shadows in the sky frantically shrouded the Demon Thirteen, even if he was staring at the blade, it was difficult to block all the palm shadows, and he accidentally clicked on his chest and calves.

When he landed, a strong feeling of paralysis and tingling welled up in his heart, and the swift movements of the Demon Thirteen suddenly stiffened.

How could it be that his speed was still above mine?

"Ben Gongzi said that you can't escape, the difference is only how many moves you can resist!"

The corners of the jealous little king's mouth curled up, outlining a disdainful smile.

"Get out of here!"

Demon Thirteen roared angrily, and the moment his left leg fell to the ground, the spine dragon exerted force, driving the unconscious right leg to rotate and kick hard to the side.

Dou Jincheng didn't dodge, his big mouth opened, and his hands shattered his sleeves, intending to take this whip leg hard.

Bang!

The roaring force pushed the jealous little king to gallop dozens of feet, and the ground was blasted out of a deep ravine because of the hard blow of the Demon Thirteen.

"Yes, some strength, but can you afford such a big price?"

In the depths of the ruins, the black scorch marks stretched out for a hundred and ten zhang, and Dou Jincheng strode out, his right hand carrying half of his bloody thigh.

Poof!

Demon Thirteen's eyeballs bulged, covering his heart and spurting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes swept over his empty right leg, his gaze was cold, revealing a smear of ashes.

Needless to say, he was defeated!

Fiasco!

"Thirteen, that's enough! Come back, the green mountains do not change the green water, ten years of hard training, and then find the field back in the future, don't be carried away by anger. ”

The powerhouse on the side of the Holy Court relieved himself from the shock, and the main building of the Demon Palace opened his mouth in a deep voice, he also did not expect that his proud disciple would suffer such a fiasco.

(End of chapter)