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The man in Tsing Yi is the evil king.

The evil king was shocked and angry, the evil intent was surging, and the killing intent was cold.

Sanssouci King was well disguised and was debunked by Wang Ce. Although the evil king's actions seem perverted, no one has ever suspected that he is a god.

However, the last time it was guessed by Wang Ce.

This time, Suo xìng is the real face of the thunderbolt, which is equivalent to being truly debunked.

The Heavenly Demon Wang Ce is simply the celestial nemesis of the Divine Grace Society.

When he was angry, the king of men came in a blink of an eye, and there was a fierce fight with the evil king. The surging battle turned into two clouds of light and shadow, in the mountains and forests in an instant, on the ridges, and the sputum traces were constantly impacted one by one.

The energy is sweeping, flowers and trees, mud, rocks and gravel are all flying all over the sky, and the end is amazing.

Wang Ce sneered silently, and quickly returned to Sin City, glancing at Brother Sharp out of the corner of his eye. In mid-air, Wang Ce raised his hand, gestured with a pistol, aimed and shot, and his mouth made a snapping sound, like a cowboy blowing the green smoke from the muzzle.

This chic action made Brother Sharp feel a chill for no reason.

The king of people and thorns knew that the target of the Divine Grace Society was Wang Ce, and it was the Martial God Scroll, but it would not be them. Seeing Wang Ce fleeing, Suo xìng fought and retreated.

Wang Ce was racing wildly, worrying about the Sin City, and on the other hand, he quickly rushed back about ten or twenty miles. Soon I came back, jumped down from the ridge, and saw that the sales meeting here didn't seem to move much, and I was immediately relieved.

After shaking his body a few times, he came to Ji Qianfu's side in a blink of an eye, and said hurriedly: "Master." As soon as the words came out, something was wrong immediately. This place seems to have been passed by a hurricane before, and it is actually a place full of chicken feathers and phlegm.

Ji Qian's defeated face was solemn: "After you left, a Martial Emperor attacked." Makino was led away. ”

Wang Ce changed, Makino was led away by a martial emperor, and the crown was restrained by a martial emperor. However, the thorns were also being held back by a Martial Emperor, and the Human King was temporarily fighting the Evil King about twenty miles away, and if there was no accident, the Human King would definitely be dragged back and not be able to come back.

Among the five great martial emperors, it seems that four of them have been restrained and led away.

Grass egg, the target of the Divine Charity Society is me, and it is also the Martial God Roll. Wang Ce's eyes rarely showed a trace of solemnity, no one knew how many families the Divine Grace would have, and from the battle with Da Lu a few years ago, he could only speculate a little bit or two.

Divine grace will be a rescue of the gods in the world, and the gods will be carefully cultivated. What's even worse is that all of the gods have quite outstanding martial arts talents.

All gods and sins have a talent for martial arts. Divine grace will be rich, powerful, and with Emperor Wu to carefully guide and cultivate, this Nima is a pig, and it can also be cultivated, not to mention the gods.

Don't say how good Wang Ce's martial arts talent Wang Ce knows well, he is throwing money, smashing more than five million taels of silver, and having Lao Gu as a backstage, he smashed his cultivation to the Douli realm at a young age.

After changing sects, families, and even the imperial court, who would dare or be willing to spend such a lot of money? Unless it's a once-in-a-century genius, it's pretty much the same.

He Wang Ce can throw money, and the Divine Charity Society is definitely willing to spend money. The most important thing is that the number of sins is not much, but the charism will be very rich, which is not only willing to smash, but the important thing is that the charism will really have money to smash.

In this way, how many powerful forces can the Divine Grace Society cultivate?

Why do countries regard the sins of God as a great trouble? Wang Ce suddenly felt the same way, it was really really troublesome.

"That's fate. Wang Ce sighed, looked back, and scratched his scalp: "Master, can you fight three or five martial emperors at once?"

Ji Qianyu has always been very calm, after listening to the words of this black-hearted apprentice, he almost lost his jaw, and this apprentice couldn't help but look up to him too much.

One fights three or five Martial Emperors, unless the other party is an immortal realm.

At this moment, the sales of the replica of the Martial God Scroll have basically come to an end. However, many people did not leave, and their eyes clearly showed the meaning of leaping and trying.

The Divine Charity will want to lure Master away, and lead these people to attack me.

Wang Ce was sensitive to it, and as soon as his thoughts moved, he sneered and figured out some wishful thinking of the Divine Grace Society. I don't know if this sneer is aimed at these masters of all walks of life who ignite greed, or at the Divine Grace Society.

Playing chaotic war with Lao Tzu, playing troubled water mō fish with Lao Tzu, playing with Lao Tzu and borrowing strength? What is the name of a class door to get an axe, this is. Play something else, I, Wang Ce, may not be good at it, play these, God will worship me as a teacher for three or five years.

Wang Ce sneered, his eyes as deep as the starry sky: "Master, the Divine Grace will come prepared this time, but I'm afraid that there will be more than a few Martial Emperors coming." He said coldly: "I estimate that there will be about a dozen Martial Emperors in the Divine Grace Society, but there will definitely not be more than twenty." ”

"Why?" Ji Qian was surprised.

Wang Ce asked rhetorically: "Master, how many Martial Emperors are there in Beizhou? All the Martial Emperors who are still alive are counted, how many?"

"Thirty, forty?" Ji Qian hesitated, although he was in this circle, it was difficult to come up with a detailed number: "It's hard to say, the Martial Emperors of Dongzhou and Beizhou are the most." "This number is not surprising, North Continent is the largest of the four continents.

"How many are there in Haizhou?" Wang Ce asked again. Haizhou is the smallest and least populated of the four continents of mankind, with an area of only one-third of that of Dongzhou.

"Haizhou ......" Ji Qianyu hollowed out his thoughts, and recalled with swaying eyes!" It's hard to say, but Kenhong doesn't have much.

Wang Ce smiled, which was also expected. Haizhou is too comfortable, Zhongzhou is too chaotic, Dongzhou is rich, and Beizhou is bitter cold.

Therefore, the martial arts style in Beizhou is the most prevalent, and the actual combat is extremely powerful. Zhongzhou martial artists are the best to kill, and successive generations of notorious super masters are all from Zhongzhou. The actual combat of Haizhou warriors is relatively weak, while Dongzhou is relatively mediocre, but it is among the best in all aspects.

Not to mention Emperor Wu, the half-emperor hún is a perverted honorific title, and almost eighty percent of them are from Dongzhou and Beizhou. There are very few Haizhou, and Zhongzhou either doesn't come out, and as soon as it comes out, it is a super strong man who kills people like hemp like "Killing the Emperor" and "Purple Blood Heavenly Son".

"The Martial Emperor of the Divine Grace Society must be not much different from Haizhou. This is Wang Ce's inference from common sense out of thin air, and there is no data or evidence: "But it is certainly not enough to shake the North Continent or the East Continent." "Ji Qianfu doesn't understand.

Wang Ce said his reasons: "Hatred makes the gods crazy and has no bottom line. If there were a certain number of Martial Emperors, they would definitely not be able to help but make a move. If they don't make a move, it means that their power is not strong enough. ”

"The Great Law. Wang Ce slowly spit out two words, this is his measure I believe is also the standard of the Divine Charity Society.

At first glance, it seems that there are only seven martial emperors. However, if you think so, you are very wrong. Don't forget those Jianghu Martial Emperors who refuse to serve the imperial court, and fight with the gods, those Jianghu Martial Emperors who are born in the law will definitely show up to make a move.

The Great Law is the standard-bearer of the sins of the gods. As long as the gods are attacked by a surprise attack, Wang Ce guarantees that all countries in the world will never join forces to deal with the gods.

The charismatic society has not moved for so many years, and it must be uncertain. That means that the number of martial emperors on the other side should be about the same as that of the Great Law, even if it is more, it is very limited.

"The Divine Grace Society has come for me this time for the Martial God Roll. You must be determined to win. I'm afraid ......" Wang Ce smiled apologetically at Ji Qianyu: "Master, maybe you really have to deal with three or five Martial Emperors in a while." ”

Ji Qianyu nodded silently, his eyes full of war.

Wang Ce squinted his eyes and smiled lightly. Valkyrie and ...... The shaved volume of the Martial God Scroll, it seems that the Eight Achievements are in the hands of the Divine Grace Society.

A half-volume of the Martial God Volume, the water of Lethe in the three styles of the Sword God. This is what Wang Ce is about to get his hands on.

A little sly smile slipped from the corner of Wang Ce's mouth. Playing chaotic war with him? If he doesn't deal a heavy blow to the Divine Grace Society this time, then I'm really sorry for his skills.

What Wang Ce was pondering at this time was whether there was a way to wrap up all the people and horses that the Divine Grace Society had attacked this time.

Chances are definitely chances.

Ning Jinhua was not a reckless person, but at this moment, he was also moved: "There is only one Ji Qian left, can you make a move?"

Guan Yaoyan's eyes flickered, and he only passed on for a while: "It's difficult!" or have a chance to win the Martial God Scroll, but there is almost no chance to kill Wang Ce. And if you can't kill Wang Ce, then it's our Dongning who will die. ”

This old and dignified Governor of Zhishi was full of bitterness: "War Spirit Army!"

The greed in his belly faded like a tide, and Ning Jinhua's heart was cold. That's right, Wang Ce's War Spirit Army has the ability to launch any battlefield anytime, anywhere.

This means that eating and sleeping beat beanie. If your people in Dongning can't kill Wang Ce this time, Wang Ce will airdrop a million battle spirit troops to directly surround the capital of Dongning, and educate these rabbits what it means to beat Doudou.

"Wait. Guan Yaoyan pinched hope and gave another hope: "As long as there is chaos, as long as someone picks the lead, we can take action." ”

It's not just the two from Dongning who think and plan so, many people plan so, wait a minute. Wait for a certain ** who is not afraid of retaliation to take the lead in making a move.

The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. It is inevitable that some heads will be caught in the door panel.

The one who is least afraid of retaliation is undoubtedly the warrior of the single gang. A martial artist who seemed to have met the Gun King came over quietly and said in a low voice: "Gun King, why spend money to buy it, it's better to make a move together and rob his mother." ”

The Spear King God did not move, and glanced at this martial artist lightly. This Wu Zong smiled dryly: "Otherwise, wait a little longer." Wait until Ji Qianfu is led away. ”

A little light, shining in the distant sky.

"Be careful!" Ji Qianfu took a step forward and blocked Wang Ce. Sensing the breath of the god gradually became solemn, and even changed, a palm slapped on Wang Ce's shoulder, sending Wang Ce hundreds of meters: "Retreat!"

The eight dragons, who had never said a word, suddenly stood up, and their eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.

The Gun King, Luo Huakai, and even the amorous Yu Hate and others all took the lead in changing and retreated like lightning.

Yabu Dragon shouted to the others who were unconscious on the side: "Quickly retreat!"

A white sè gun slipped from the cuff, and Ji Qian's voice was fierce: "All retreat." With a shock from his sleeves, a large area of the air spread in a circle, shaking everyone here a hundred meters away.

At this time, that point of light was getting closer and closer, and the breath was becoming more and more intense, and it was becoming more and more real. These hundreds of deification masters finally sensed the horror of this breath, and all of them changed wildly with their faces, and they ran away.

The white sè's gun, sharp and sharp, drew a sneering gun gas.

Ji Qian's blood and battle intent boiled up in an instant: "It's the Supreme Realm, it's really the Supreme Martial Emperor!"