Jian Chen looked sideways at Mrs. Ma, "Do you know this person?" ”

Of course, he had also heard of the concept of military strength, the Zhao Dynasty, a place dedicated to training and providing superior disciples for the military camp.

It is the strong backing behind the Three Great Palaces, and it is rumored that the people who can enter it are all people who represent the path of cultivation and can have great creation.

There are not many people who know and hear about this place, and in the Zhao Dynasty, there are very few people who have not heard of it.

But there are definitely not many people who know these people.

At least the one standing next to Jian Chen now, he couldn't tell at a glance that he was from the military, and Mrs. Ma obviously knew something.

Mrs. Ma said expressionlessly: "Of course it is impossible for me to forget this figure, the one who shattered the national fortune of our Jiang Dynasty was Song Cangsheng, who came from the same military situation as this person. ”

Hearing this name, Yan Hou's eyes widened suddenly.

Chen Jian tasted some important information from her words, frowned and asked, "Are you from the Jiang Dynasty?" ”

"It used to be." Mrs. Ma replied softly.

It seems to let the past go with the wind.

The figure suspended above the void was surrounded by a kind of firelight, and the blazing and dazzling fire attribute spiritual power emanated from the inside out, making him look like another sun in the sky.

The strong light made it difficult for people to see his appearance clearly, but the momentum emanating from him made everyone present unforgettable.

Gradually, the blood-colored clouds began to dissipate and drift away, and the terrifying celestial phenomena were gone, just a few breaths.

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at the terrifying figure suspended in the void, Han Servant Diao restrained a little, and the strange aura on his body finally couldn't help but ask.

The armor-clad comer bowed his head slightly, his eyes were like torches, no matter how Han Fudiao hid it, it seemed that it was difficult to escape his fiery eyes, and said with a smile:

"Since you have chosen to act, don't hide it anymore, you don't think that in front of Lao Tzu, you still have a chance to get out of your shell, right?"

With that, a little under his feet, the whole figure began to descend, but the air could not blow half of his armor and robe.

"Humph!"

Han Fudiao snorted coldly, the breath on his body was no longer reserved, and the blood-colored lines that had originally covered his entire face gradually crawled all over his entire body, making him look very terrifying.

"From the moment you got this kind of power, you should have an awareness that as long as you are still on the territory of the Zhao Dynasty one day, you will die sooner or later, but the time has not yet come."

"Who do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have to judge me?" Han Servant Diao's eyes were blank and he asked in a cold voice.

"Red Dream Squadron, the captain of the second team, Chen Baixiong, pass by, kill it by the way, you things shouldn't appear on the Shenzhou Continent."

The armor-clad person landed at a height almost at the same level as Han Fudiao's body, and everyone had a chance to see his face clearly.

The aura emanating from his body, although it is outrageously strong, does not look very old, a pair of deep but fiery eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance is also quite heroic.

If you walk on the street of the Imperial City of Zhongdu, it is definitely an existence that can make countless women from various families look back at each other, and the armor of this body adds to the majestic temperament, and his voice also reveals a kind of mellowness.

Chen Baixiong calmed down and said: "There are thousands of ways to pursue strength, but this is the most inferior, don't you know what power this drop of blood on your body represents?" ”

"Hahaha......"

Han Servian suddenly laughed, laughed loudly, then looked at Chen Baixiong, twisted his neck, and said fiercely:

"I really thought that with that bit of luck, and a suspicious body, I would be invincible, since you know everything, then it's okay, the soldiers have solved it, and I have to swallow the luck of the entire Red Dream Army."

"You're not enough!"

Chen Baixiong looked at Han Fudiao, also smiled, and said: "You really shouldn't appear in the Zhao Dynasty, be powerful, at least when your hair is not full, you shouldn't have such a childish mind." ”

"I'm not just going to show up, I'm going to control all of you."

A rampant smile appeared on Han Servo's face, and he said, "If I want to kill someone, how can this small foothill be able to resist it, even if it is the entire Guangling County." ”

Chen Baixiong's eyes began to bloom with a sharp look, "Can you have this kind of ability?" It seems that you are already delirious, I will send you down to the Yellow Spring, and take a look at the underworld on our Shenzhou Continent, how splendid it is. ”

"You, who are just their slaves, think you are so high up that it makes people laugh at it."

"You're looking for death!"

It was difficult to squeeze out a smile on Han Fudiao's face, obviously the word "slave" said by the other party poked at the deep sore spot in his heart.

Yes, he knew it was a drop of demonic blood before he agreed to absorb it, but so what, he was able to give himself unprecedented strength.

In this world, heroes have always been judged by strength, he is not willing to live under people for a long time, and if he wants to cross the foothill area, the mountain of the Red Dust Gang, he must have strong power.

As he spoke, the ruthless color in Han Fudiao's eyes surged out, and the terrifying aura spread in an instant, and a large area of Dao pattern light was overwhelmingly stirred.

Suddenly a terrifying blood qi swept away, and above the mountain, the wind and clouds surged, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

Han Fudiao then shouted violently, his palm was clenched violently, and his spiritual power surged, and the battle axe that he had grabbed in his hand before appeared again.

On the battle axe, the blood-colored energy light that seeped through the people flickered endlessly, and when the aura pattern spread, he had already moved, and flew directly towards the location where Chen Baixiong was.

"You ants living underground, what qualifications do you have to teach me, we will rule the entire world, and you will only become our slaves."

Rumble!

Under the loud shout, the battle axe emitted a monstrous blood aura, and the light burst out again, as if the entire world was completely plunged into a sea of blood.

Everywhere he passed, the space was distorted, the sound of the whistling air breaking, and the momentum that erupted from the figure of the white bear standing proudly in the void was a few points stronger than Yan Feng's pinnacle sword.

"Alas, it's stubborn."

In an instant, Chen Baixiong no longer planned to continue to use his mouth, and the terrifying flame spiritual power that erupted from his body was also enough to change the color of heaven and earth.

His body did not retreat, but advanced, his eyes stared at the front of him, and he swept over his tomahawk, without any intention of dodging.

At some point, a dazzling fireball had condensed in his palm, and the firework that formed a fireball overflowed from between his fingers, climbing into his fist, and instantly enveloping his entire right arm.

I heard a dragon groan.

Before the Sky Splitting Battle Axe, the space exploded, but just as the Battle Axe landed less than an inch in front of Chen Baixiong.

Chen Baixiong's figure turned into an afterimage and appeared in the sky, and the battle axe shattered Chen Baixiong's afterimage.

The afterimage shattered, rippling with spatial ripples, dazzling to look at.

But at the moment when the tomahawk shattered the afterimage, Han Servant Eagle suddenly had cold hairs all over his body, and his hair immediately stood up.

The gloomy gaze changed in horror, because the tall figure that disappeared had already appeared less than a meter in front of him.

This time, Chen Baixiong laughed loudly:

"Boy, look at it, teach you to burn demons, study seriously."

"Fire Fist, Three Thousand Flame Movements!"