Of course, Wang Dao was not such a mediocre person, if he didn't even have this ability, it would be absolutely impossible for the First Vertical and Horizontal Warrior to put that bit of dragon qi on him with peace of mind.

At this time, the king sword naturally stood on top of the void, attracting everyone's attention.

"Lao Fu, look at what other people's masters are like. ”

At this time, Wan Er spoke.

As soon as he heard his words, Fu Junqing's face immediately turned dark, this family's words, what he said was not good, which pot was not opened.

Looking up, there was no figure of the soldier Saint Changqing, and he was not angry in his heart.

This old fellow, when we meet, I must give him some color.

Actually, it is said to be envy, but if he really wants to let the soldier saint Changqing fulfill it at the cost of his death, he would rather not have those opportunities.

The relationship between Zhao Tianlang and the first Zonghengshi is like that of father and son, and he is not the same as the soldier Saint Changqing.

However, the Soldier Saint Changqing is even more unreliable than his first Zonghengshi.

"Quzhou, Wang Dao. ”

At this time, Wang Dao spoke.

He didn't say that it was the king of the Mo family, but claimed to be Quzhou, and this sentence alone undoubtedly proved his thoughts.

Now, he has truly recognized Quzhou, and the identity of the Mo family can only be after Quzhou.

"Good. ”

After listening, Wan Er couldn't help but applaud and was excited.

If it were normal, his words would definitely make everyone ashamed, but now, no one feels this way.

Quzhou, these two words, not only Wang Dao himself, but represent his hundreds of thousands of people.

Wan Er, Zhao Tianlang, Fu Junqing, Wang Zhili, Yang Liuqing, Li Dagou, Poor Fangcai, Zhang Debiao, Fang Yi......

Vertical and horizontal iron cavalry, iron and blood battalion.

King Knife.

When all of them are together, Quzhou is Quzhou.

How could it not be excited, not happy.

It's really a big eyebrow.

In fact, in the past, regardless of whether it was the Mo family or Great Qin, everyone in Quzhou was a little contemptuous, this was a feeling from the bottom of their hearts, even if they had millions of soldiers and horses.

Compared with those real land splitting princes and overlords, the origins of the people in Quzhou are really incomparable with those of them.

can achieve the princes of the split land, which one is not the root of the Miao Hong, in the time of the Great Sui, its ancestors were already a hero, the existence of the top layer.

The class in this world has actually been solidified, and those ordinary people, even if they work hard, still can't escape the already doomed fate.

Unless it's Waner, it's really shit luck to get to where it is today.

If there were no Zhao Tianlang and others, with his own strength, I am afraid that he would still be an unknown person in the small city of Quzhou.

"Here comes the knife. ”

Wan Er spoke again, his eyes resolute, like a rock, unwavering.

King knife King knife, how can there be no knife?

The knife in his hand had been broken when he resisted the arrows.

But what does it matter? As he spoke, he saw that some kind of power between heaven and earth was quietly condensing in his hands, and after a while, a long knife quietly appeared.

This knife is only stronger than his original one, and the tough iron is still iron, how can it be comparable to the power of heaven and earth.

The current king sword stands in the void, and it stands in the limelight.

"Who's going to fight. ”

When he had done all this, he spoke again, and his tone was as majestic as if a god had descended from heaven.

In an instant, his momentum changed the color of the wind and clouds, and the dark clouds rolled in, and from time to time there was a muffled sound of thunder, which was really terrifying.

At this point, manpower is already extremely poor, and on the top, only God, the real God, can stabilize one head.

Those people, no, they're not human anymore.

Legend has it that plants, trees, fish and insects, as long as they can be enough, can be gods, control the order of others, send clouds and rain, open their mouths to lightning and thunder, and bow their heads to the vicissitudes of the sea, that kind of is the real god.

However, no one in the world has ever seen it, and on the one hand, there is a vertical and horizontal person who can live in Chongqiu, which can be described as the first in the world, and he will never reach that realm.

In the final analysis, although he is powerful, he has mastered three points of dragon energy, has no support and no evidence, and is free from the world.

But it is still in the category of human beings, and if he wants to truly be above the whole life, even above heaven and earth, he will never be able to do that.

Below, Bai Qi, who was empty in the big tent, naturally he would not just do this, he looked at the current Wang Dao, his face was solemn.

Even if he kills the gods, he doesn't have a complete grasp of the current king sword, if he is not careful, who will win and who will lose, who will live and who will die, it is really uncertain.

But even so, in the face of the king knife that is now in full swing, he is still not afraid, and the killing god is white, which is a prestige watered with blood.

Surrendering without a fight, this is not what he does.

Not to mention the king sword, even if he is the first longitudinal warrior at his peak, if he has to fight, then he will not hesitate to do it.

What can he do if he sacrifices his life to accompany the gentleman, at this point in him, life is important, but there are some things that are more important than life.

He directly touched his feet and suddenly reached the void, standing in the air, far away from the king's sword.

In his hand, the broadsword has been unsheathed, and the killing machine is soaring.

This weapon has been with him for many years.

He still likes to use a sword compared to all the bells and whistles.

Stab, split, chop, there are edges on both sides, on the battlefield, this is a killing weapon.

Compared with knives, it may be less lethal, but it is better to be flexible.

On the battlefield, either you die or I die, and the slightest difference may be matched with your life.

The soldier saint Changqing also appeared in the void, and there was also a feeling that the gun guard was cold, and he was also among them.

On the side of Daqin, the Taoists were also among them, and they also had the magic tricks in their hands and were ready at any time.

Han didn't know them, and they all clenched the weapons in their hands, and every opportunity would definitely besiege and kill them.

On the battlefield, there are not so many rules and irregularities, as long as you can win, everything else doesn't matter.

If he could really take Bai Qi's life, it would be a blow to Daqin's name.

As the president leader of this million-strong tiger division, his influence in the army is really huge, and Li Si is not at the same level compared to him.

It can be said that half of the current territory of the Great Qin State was led by Bai Qi and the iron hoof and blade.

Now, Bai Qi's eyes were staring at Wang Dao tightly, this was his opponent, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Don't do anything, I'm enough. ”

At this time, Wang Dao spoke, and his voice was calm, which was really a little incompatible with the tense atmosphere now.

Hearing his words, Han Buzhi was not happy, and immediately wanted to speak.

He is in the Mo family, and his status is not comparable to Wang Dao, when he was famous all over the world, this Wang Dao didn't know where it was.

Now, being ordered by a junior, how could he feel good in his heart.

However, before he could speak, he was stopped by the Soldier Saint Changqing, who shook his head at him.

As he said, let him be alone, and the dialogue is enough.