"Be careful, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if the Emperor Shi clan has declined, it is still the emperor clan. Shakya is narrow-minded, but his cultivation cannot be faked, so be careful of being eaten by him. ”

The voice of the emperor Jiang Xuewei came into the ears of Emperor Yunxiao.

"Don't worry, Shakya, the eight lambs of the king, have made trouble with me three times and twice, and if you don't give him some color, don't you think I'm a bully. This time, if you don't beat him up, you will have to jump out again in the future to stir up the wind and rain. ”

Di Yunxiao already had a plan in his heart, the old man of his family woke up and became the Supreme of the Ages, even if he had a strong backing, he didn't have to be afraid to act.

What surprised him in his heart was that the Dao Tianqiong Ancestor, since he entered the Thunder Realm, he still didn't know where he had gone, and he had never appeared, so he thought that it was the Dao Tianqiong who supported him.

"Well, since he hit the muzzle of the gun himself, let's cut his face. However, don't kill him, this person has the life and death mark under the old monster of the Emperor Shi clan, once he is dead, the Emperor Shi clan will definitely retaliate madly. ”

Jiang Xuewei was able to become the unique emperor daughter of the Thunder Emperor Clan, not only relying on talent and power, but also her understanding of the great forces in the world was far above the emperor clouds.

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The Thunder Clan's Proving Ground is extremely large, located in the middle of the inner city.

The huge square is paved with bluestone comparable to fine iron, even if it is a strong person at the Dao Monarch level, as long as he does not use the moves of the Origin Law level, it is difficult for ordinary means to destroy this place.

In the past, those who were able to compete here were all the best of the Thunder Emperor Clan.

Thunder King Lei Dong and Little Thunder Emperor Lei Xuanye fought here to compete for the title, and it was the Little Thunder Emperor Lei Xuanye who was slightly better, so his title would be 'Emperor'.

This martial arts arena occupies a circle of three hundred zhang, the cyan floor is smooth and shiny, and hundreds of fine runes penetrate under the bluestone slabs, crocheting into a special protective array.

Emperor Yunxiao stood at one end with his arms folded, and four feet away from him, the face of his disciple Shakya was gloomy and terrifying.

"Emperor Wuhuang, you are looking for death! Do you really think that in the Tianzun Palace, you can force the witch to that position? This time, this emperor will teach you how to behave. ”

If he can't get his face back in the competition, after returning to the emperor's family, the old ancestor will definitely not respect him again.

"Enough, let's do it, this king wants to learn how many catties and taels you have as an emperor, don't just look at the silver pewter gun head, it's useless. ”

Emperor Yunxiao snorted coldly, and slapped the sword box behind him with his palm, and the Yuan Tu sword came out of the sheath with a sonorous sound.

Nourished by the red iron wood and the silver spirit mad lion soul, now his natal magic sword is becoming more and more sharp, although it may not be comparable to the Daojun magic weapon, but it is far beyond the top grade magic weapon.

In the face of the strong men of the emperor and the emperor of the imperial family, the strong emperor Yunxiao is also a little jealous in his heart, once he makes a move, it is a move like thunder, and ordinary temptation is useless for the emperor.

A sword stabbed out, without a hint of fancy, and the sharp blade tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Although Shakya is not an invincible emperor, but under the cultivation of the clan, he can naturally stimulate the emperor's talent, and in the face of this lightning-like sword, a cyan long sword popped out of his palm.

"Xiaoyue, out!"

Shakya usually doesn't show his methods in front of outsiders, in fact, he is also a kendo master, and he has gone to the Zhenshi Sword Domain more than once to sharpen his sword heart.

One gold and one green two swords were staggered, and a violent shock came from the blades of the two divine swords, and a ball of sparks exploded, and the figures of Emperor Yunxiao and Shakya separated to both sides.

There were tens of thousands of stone benches around the bluestone martial arts arena, and the guests of the congratulatory gift sat down at this time to watch the duel between the two peerless Tianjiao.

"It's such a fast speed, in a breath, the sword blades of the two collided more than twenty times, and the speed of the sword was almost not inferior to that of the Sword Emperor Fei Qianji. ”

The Dongji Emperor's slightly squinted eyes opened, and a ray of gloom burst out from his pupils, as a veteran emperor of the Chaos Holy Land, few people in his generation could enter his eyes.

Coming to the Thunder Emperor Clan today to celebrate his birthday, he was ordered by the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land to try his best to establish a marriage relationship with the Thunder Emperor Clan.

Originally, he thought that with his own way, there should be no one to reach except for the little heavenly master.

However, seeing the two young juniors in the field who were staggered and constantly fighting, the heart of the East Pole Emperor rose inexplicably depressed.

"What's the matter? Dong Xuanchao, it's rare to hear you praise others, could it be that you are stimulated by these young boys?"

Behind the East Pole Emperor, a hazy black shadow emerged, if Emperor Yunxiao saw this person, he would definitely recognize it.

The great god son of the Demon Palace of the Heavy Building, the Demon Thirteen!

He was wearing a black power suit, with a black dragon hairpin on his head to tie his long hair, and the two hundred black lancets around his waist were still sharp.

"Hmph! There are so many wizards in the world, isn't the Thirteen Demon Thirteen also forced to be quite embarrassed by the Demon Palace's post-secondary advancement? The second god son of the Demon Palace seems to be called Jun Wuxian, I heard that kid has practiced the secret method of the Dao Jun "Qiankun Three Absolute Spear Sutra"?"

The East Pole Emperor turned around and glanced at this top Heavenly Champion of the Demon Dao, with an occasional playful smile on his face.

"Shh

At the mention of Jun Wuxian, Demon Thirteen's face showed a rare look of embarrassment.

At the beginning, he let this junior brother grow up, but he didn't expect that this guy's talent was terrifying, and in just a few years, he really asked him to cultivate "Qiankun Three Absolute Guns" to a small situation.

Two months ago, the two great gods of the Chonglou Demon Palace made an appointment, and the Demon Thirteen originally didn't take that little junior brother to heart, but after all calculations, he didn't expect Jun Wuxian to cultivate "Qiankun Three Absolute Guns".

Under the first battle, there were only a thousand moves, and he, a young emperor known as the 'noble son' in the demon path, was defeated by Jun Wuxian's men, and his left shoulder was almost torn off by the belt bone.

Being teased by the Emperor of the East Pole, Demon Thirteen's face twitched, but in the end, he smiled helplessly, touched his right shoulder, and fell into deep memories.

"I thought it would take another thirty years for him to replace me, but I didn't expect him to improve so quickly. However, there is him in the Demon Palace's life, and this son can finally settle down to break there. ”

was defeated by his own junior brother, this Demon Gate Tianjiao surprisingly did not dislike it at all, but felt a little more relieved.

Hearing this, the five fingers of the Dongji Emperor clenched, and the sword eyebrows were slightly raised:

His Majesty the Holy Lord has already said that although our generation is proud of nature, it is still slightly inferior to the ruthless people cultivated by the harsh environment of the twelve clans.

Why don't you wait for the Immortal Holy Court Saint Venerable to give an order, and wait for the elites of our generation to gather before entering the Savage Death Land?"

Demon Thirteen's hand brushed the blade of the lancet, and after the sound of the crackling metal knocking, he shook his head slowly.

"I can't wait! You and the other holy places can't be noticed in the central star field, and my son has walked the border once, and I won't be able to stay. ”

(End of chapter)