Arrogant!

What an arrogant faint king!

The supreme status of the Northern Yan Sect, how could this humble emperor be allowed to blaspheme?

"Get out of here!"

War Cry!

A thunderclap exploded in Emperor Wu's ears.

This is to vent the dissatisfaction of the sect!

"Just you? Want to command me? Make your spring and autumn dreams! Shut your mouth up! ”

Emperor Wu sat on the dragon chair as usual, unmoved, not affected by the sound in the slightest.

Choke!

Draw out the Tianwen Sword.

A flash of coldness.

The sword was thrown automatically.

Whew!

The sword aura is cold, and the sword light is vertical and horizontal.

"Wen Zhong be careful, this is the true qi infusion unique to the God Transformation Realm!"

"What? Transformation Realm? ”

Rao is the well-informed Han Wenzhong was surprised.

After all, a mediocre and incompetent emperor, a man who only surrounds a woman all day long like a dog, and a natural waste material who can't cultivate, suddenly burst out with the power of the god realm with a single sword, and no one will easily believe it if it rests on anyone.

Even if it happened in front of his eyes.

He pulled out the Chiyan knife and slashed it down, wanting to take the sword of Emperor Wu hard.

But he thought too well.

If the sword of the peak powerhouse of the Transformation God was so easy to dissolve, the elders would not have reminded him just now.

After all, it was young and frivolous that went too far.

The moment the long knife collided with the sharp sword.

His limbs twitched instantly, and the power of his true qi continued to converge on his arms along with the blade of the knife, shaking him so numb that it exploded, and he cried out in pain.

It seems that these arms are no longer his own.

Sore, cracking, tearing pain spread from his arms to his whole body.

It's so strong!

His eyes widened and he looked at the man sitting in front of him with that look of disbelief.

Incredible!

It was a reversal of his imagination.

"Waste thing, even my next sword, you can't catch it! What qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of me? ”

Emperor Wu's face suddenly fell.

He seemed very displeased.

The tone was a little more excessive than before.

"Zhang Tianran, who is behind you who is supporting you? You say, as long as you say it, our Beiyan Sect will definitely not be guilty of the past! ”

Han Wenzhong clenched his fists and wanted to say something cruel.

But as soon as he thought that the faint monarch who had been diagnosed as a cultivation waste material by many Supreme Elders had become a master of the Transformation Realm in such a short period of time, he was stunned, what kind of force could spend a huge price to cultivate waste?

What is their purpose?

It's a pity that Han Wenzhong didn't guess that Zhang Tianran sitting in front of him was no longer the previous wretched Zhang Tianran.

"Do I need it? Well? Do you think I need to say anything? ”

Emperor Wu asked with a sneer, then got off the dragon chair, walked over, stretched out his hand gently, and the Tianwen Sword automatically returned to his palm as if it had given birth to spiritual wisdom.

protected in front of Mulan.

"Let Your Majesty bother, it's Mulan who doesn't fight ......"

"It's not your fault, you stand aside and watch the array for me!"

"No!"

Mulan's eyes were a little moist, as if she was grateful that Her Majesty did not blame her for the mistake just now.

Careless.

No foil.

"Zhang Tianran, this sect warns you, what you are doing now is very dangerous, do you know? You'll let the whole Dazou accompany you into a place of no return! ”

Han Wenzhong looked at Emperor Wu worriedly.

He sadly found that there was no other way but to intimidate.

As for the three beautiful elders, their strength was a little higher than him.

But after all, it's not much higher.

And the sword just now, he actually felt suffocated from the sword intent!

What a terrifying strength is this?

"I don't have the slightest fluctuation in my heart! The huge Northern Yan Sect, is it possible that it will only be a mouthpiece? Not a single person who can fight? Will it only threaten me? Is this the uniqueness of your Northern Yan Sect? ”

Emperor Wu slapped Han Wenzhong's face with a big mouth, and then slammed a big kick on his knee.

It hurt so much that he almost fell to his knees in front of him because he couldn't stand.

"You're looking for death......"

"Don't talk nonsense, you little bastard, don't just talk cruelly every day! I want to see if your Northern Yan Sect can do what you say, and kill me! Please, kill me! I hear your intimidation, my ears are almost calloused! ”

Emperor Wu's expression at the moment was very funny, and he forced a forced smile.

It's really fun to look like you want to laugh but don't want to laugh.

But in the eyes of these people, the provocation is full.

"Good! Zhang Tian......"

"Smack!"

There was a loud bang, and the wind chimes in the Jinluan Hall reverberate.

"My name, do you deserve to be called by this dog-like thing? Well? Who gave you the right to call me by my name? Who gave you the power to shout in front of me? Who gave you the power to enter the palace without my permission? Who is it? ”

Emperor Wu's face was very much like God in the summer, and he would change when he said it.

Just now, I couldn't help but laugh at my funny appearance, but now?

Solemn to the extreme.

"I ......"

He covered his mouth, and a scarlet stream of blood flowed down......

"Stop! You dog emperor! ”

The three beautiful elders were shocked at first when they saw this scene, and then they immediately reacted, and one by one they condensed the law and wanted to save the sect, but unfortunately, at this time.

The sound of the system rang out.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the task, killing the son of the Northern Yan Sect, and rewarding the god general Guan Yu! 】

Here comes the mission!

The mission to slay the son!

At this time, Emperor Wu Zhang Tianran was already emotional, and his eyes when he looked at Zongzi changed.

Mission Objectives!

God will Guan Yu!

Anyway, the relationship between the Northern Yanzong is not repaired, and killing in the future will also be killing, so why not kill now?

The first strike is strong, and the last strike suffers!

"Caused by ice and snow, cold ice, give me condensation!"

As the Tianwen Sword slowly fell, countless cold ice struck, this was not ordinary natural ice, but cold ice condensed with true qi, with great lethality.

"Bang!"

Only one sword, slashing across the air.

The sound of the piano is poignant and disorganized.

Sometimes it's pleasant, sometimes it's noisy.

It seems that he wants to disturb Emperor Wu's state of mind through the sound of the piano.

However, Emperor Wu didn't seem to be distracted by this, and even the corners of his mouth were slightly curved a little, and he turned his head and looked at Elder Xia Mo, who was playing the piano at this time.

Not bad!

Born with a beautiful and fragrant appearance, this slender jade fingers, snow-white long legs, not to do farm work, pedaling a tricycle is a pity!

I should be captured alive!

"You three go up together, don't let me just kill this wretched man!"

Emperor Wu's empty-eyed attitude made the extremely patient and self-contained people unable to control it, frowning and staring one by one, not caring about the virgin demeanor in the weekdays.

Take off the scarf and seal your hands.

True qi constantly gathered around their three daughters, forming a world of its own.