readx;?? The effect of the golden Jiaojiao scissors on the Holy Land is like the role of the jade seal of the country for the emperors of the major empires, [email protected]/* */#最新% Chapter ^^^

With such a heavy weapon, even if it is taken away, the Holy Land will invite a terrifying old monster to come out and take it back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Di Yunxiao's idea is now crackling, but even if he takes the golden Jiao scissors, he can't hold it in his hands for a long time, and he will be taken back after all.

Besides, once the land immortals of the Heavenly Dragon Court came to the door, how could Emperor Ren Yunxiao do it, and it was impossible for him to be the opponent of the land immortals, right?

The powerhouses of the hundreds of countries were dumbfounded, and even Helm Mei, Cheng Jianfeng and the others didn't understand the meaning of Di Yunxiao's move, could it be just to humiliate He Qianxi?

The corner of Di Yunxiao's mouth sneered, and he copied the golden Jiao scissors in his hand, losing the support of He Qianxi's internal strength, this rumored spirit weapon lay quietly, without the previous sharpness at all.

Rubbing the golden Jiao scissors in his hand, Di Yunxiao played with it. The golden scissors depict the dragon driving the clouds, and the cool handle shows the metal texture of the drum bell, which is crisp and abnormal.

"The high-quality pure gold is mixed with ten thousand forged steel, and there is also the essence blood of an ancient fierce beast in the cut eye, no wonder there is such a might, the complete spirit weapon is really unusual. ”

Emperor Yunxiao sighed in his heart, he had never tried to refine the Golden Jiao Scissors, after all, with his current strength, it was really enough to erase the mark of He Yuanshan's second refining peak level powerhouse.

If one is accidentally detected by the master, he will suffer a huge backlash and hurt the dantian and Zhihai.

Someone snatched the golden Jiao scissors, He Qianxi's eyes were dull, and after reacting, he let out a shocking roar, and rushed towards Di Yunxiao frantically, his eyes were like crazy beasts.

Cheng Jianfeng and the others just wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and they could only watch He Qianxi, who had fallen into madness, frantically scratch and kill Emperor Yunxiao.

Looking at He Qianxi, whose eyes were blood-red and almost out of his mind, Di Yunxiao sneered disdainfully in his heart: Blinded by jealousy, he could only subconsciously snatch the golden Jiao scissors, which was no different from beasts.

"To say that you are a waste is to tarnish the word 'waste', in this case, the deity will end you, and you will not have to go out and lose the façade of the Holy Land. ”

Emperor Yunxiao's fingertips burst out with a slender qi knife, if he really cut it, he would be able to split He Qianxi in half in an instant, he actually planned to kill the God of Wealth of the Heavenly Dragon Court openly.

The children of the big clans who were close were almost stupid, would they be torn in half by Emperor Yunxiao's finger knife at the helm of their noble and unspeakable holy land on weekdays?

Jingling!

A broken knife thrown out of nowhere directly hit Emperor Yunxiao's finger knife, and instead of He Qianxi, a bright yellow figure scurried, and a palm stunted the crazy He Qianxi, and quickly took it away.

Before the hundreds of powerhouses around him could react, the figure was already standing on the edge of the eight hundred steps, and it was unimaginably swift.

Everyone looked at it clearly, and they were all in an uproar, but they didn't expect that the person who kidnapped He Qianxi would be the old monk without resentment, this super strong man who had been standing by and watching without any action.

Emperor Yunxiao was not angry, just stood like this, his back was straight, his momentum soared to the sky, his eyes were like eagles, very sharp.

"What does the monk mean by this? Isn't it so difficult for someone to kill someone?"

Di Yunxiao's tone was as cold as the cold wind in winter, and the strong people around couldn't help but fight a cold war, and now the two most powerful people in Ganzhou had a conversation, and they couldn't interject.

The old monk put the fainting He Qianxi on the stairs, because of the departure of Emperor Yunxiao, the coercion on the golden ladder quietly converged at some point, and the statues of the surrounding divine beasts also suddenly sank into the ground.

"Emperor Benefactor, please forgive the old man Meng Lang, He Qianxi can't die, let alone die in the hands of the donor! Although he has a big sin, after all, he is at the helm of the Holy Land, and he must be convicted by the real people in charge of the sects!"

Emperor Yunxiao's indifferent eyes just looked at the old monk without anger, his face seemed calm, but in fact, there was a surge of anger, brewing in his chest and abdomen.

"He congratulated the millennium that he could kill people with impunity. The deity was attacked by him five times and again, and every time he was spinning under the feet of Lord Yama, according to the words of the monk, it should be released like this?"

The smile that seemed to be smiling made many of the Supreme Elders of the Seven Holy Lands tremble, and Emperor Yunxiao resisted He Qianxi's shocking blow with the Golden Jiao Scissors, and they were all safe and sound, and now who dares to say that he can hurt this hero.

Unconsciously, a series of people from the palace, as well as the powerhouses of Baihua Palace and Shaolin Temple, all leaned towards Emperor Yunxiao.

Even Tu Jincang, the ancestor of the Tu family, one of the four hidden families, jumped out directly and stood behind Emperor Yunxiao with a big grin.

As soon as he arched his hand, Tu Jincang smiled:

"Old man, I admire Mr. Di's backbone, this Laoshizi He Qianxi has already committed a taboo by killing us like this, and now the master wants to protect him, have you ever thought about us duckweed people?"

The old monk clasped his hands together, and his face was not sad or happy: "The old man will naturally escort He Qianxi to the Holy Land, and the true people of the Seven Holy Lands will also give you an explanation." ”

"The confession of fart, killing people to pay for their lives, paying debts and paying money, the truth that has remained unchanged since ancient times. Old monk, it's not that Uncle Jiudao said you, you have such a situation, it's not all about our boss's help, now that you have a cheap job, and you plan to take revenge. “

Zhu Jiudao was not afraid of the sky, holding a bone knife, and went straight to the top of Emperor Yunxiao.

Maybe ordinary people are afraid of the Seven Holy Lands and dare not stand up and say a fair word, but he, a bastard boy who has followed Li Manlou all the year round, has no fear of the old immortal of the Seven Holy Lands.

As soon as he said this, the necks of the monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple shrank, with a slightly embarrassed look, and the eyes of the old monk flashed.

How could he want this in his heart, but Cheng Jianfeng, who was at the helm of Shushan, gathered his voice to him and explained the conflict and cause and effect, so he must not let He Qianxi die in the hands of Emperor Yunxiao.

"The great kindness of the emperor's benefactor, the old man will naturally repay him, but He has a special identity at the helm, and there is absolutely no reason to die at this moment, otherwise the Tianlong Court will be in charge of the real people and the hundred countries of Ganzhou will only be implicated. ”

As soon as these words came out, many powerhouses of a hundred countries who had originally planned to stand up were cold, and finally shook their heads and sighed.

Everyone knows that the Seven Holy Lands can survive forever because they have the guard of the land immortals and other powerhouses, and a transcendent immortal is enough to deter many powerful countries.

The great grandmaster is strong and can shake an army of 10,000 armor soldiers, and the land immortals who are far above it don't need to ask much, they can easily take their heads.

Zhu Jiudao looked at the powerhouses of the hundred countries around him, and he actually retreated because of the old monk's wordless threat, and his face was even more disdainful.

"Old monk, I don't care about your bullshit. He Qianxi has killed many strong people in a hundred countries, and today he has repeatedly provoked and assassinated my boss, if you still protect him like this, it is no wonder to me. This villain has done too much, and I have to kill him today. ”

Zhu Jiudao's eyes burned, and he tied the bone knife to his hand, and there was a tendency to draw the knife in the face of disagreement between his words.

Di Yunxiao watched quietly from behind, but he was quite appreciative in his heart.

There are many swords in the world, but how many people can grasp the mystery of swordsmanship?

Zhu Jiudao seems to be arrogant, and he has a somewhat self-conscious tone, but this is the state of mind that a person who practices knives should have, fearless and indomitable.

The powerhouse of the Seven Holy Lands looked at this fat man who was full of big words, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

A quasi-grandmaster of the tenth grade may be able to be a hegemon outside, but in the eyes of the most pinnacle of the hundred countries in Ganzhou, he is not even a soy sauce player.

For Zhu Jiudao's threat, everyone didn't pay attention to it at all, but the two surviving Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Dragon Court were all furious, and when they heard him call the helm of the Heavenly Dragon Court a dog, they were furious.

For Emperor Yunxiao, they may be afraid and afraid to do it, but this junior who only has a mere ten-grade cultivation dares to insult the Tianlong Court, it is really boring.

The two Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Dragon Court rushed out suddenly, one of them had a transcendent fist with an astonishing aura, and the other was holding a big stick and slashing at Zhu Jiudao, who was close at hand.

Looking at this ruthless and ferocious method, it is obvious that he does not intend to stay alive, and this kind of action is seen in the eyes of the powerful people of various countries, and he is really indignant in his heart.

The old monk's eyelids jumped, he didn't expect the two of the Tianlong Court to be so presumptuous.

This hasn't saved He Qianxi's life, these two people can't even stand the slightest grievance, and they even want to shoot at Di Yunxiao's people.

Di Yunxiao's nasal voice snorted coldly, but he didn't intercept it, which added to the confidence in the hearts of the two old immortals, thinking that Di Yunxiao was a monk without anger and didn't dare to be presumptuous.

They didn't expect that the fat man in front of them who was grinning and full of nonsense would be the descendant disciple of Li Manlou, the world-famous Sword Emperor Venerable in the land of Kyushu.

As a disciple of such a heavenly figure, how could he not have a few means to save his life.

"Two old lepers, do you want your Nine Knife Grandpa's life, let the horse come!

Everyone's hearts seemed to be captured by this voice, and they saw the silver-white brilliance of the moon in front of them, which flashed and disappeared.

The old monk's face changed greatly, and before he could make a move, the two great grandmasters of the Heavenly Dragon Court were directly cut into several pieces in the moonlight, and the blood and internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

Bang!

When many strong men came back to their senses, a huge knife mark five or six zhang long appeared on the ground, and the aftershocks were endless, frightening everyone's faces.

Could it be that the dead fat man was an unborn master of terror? He actually killed two great grandmasters and powerhouses in one blow in a frenzy, and almost split the ground in half.

The old monk couldn't keep his face calm anymore, he was too familiar with that unruly knife, but he didn't expect this inconspicuous fat man to be involved with that one.