"Oh, why?" the young man in the Chinese robe asked immediately, his face changed.

He also couldn't figure it out, that person, but the true disciple of the Futu Sect, His Majesty the Emperor actually wanted to kill this person, even if the Futu Sect was closed now, but, killing the true disciple of the Great Sect, once the news leaked, the royal family of the Luo Kingdom would usher in countless troubles.

Qingfeng Zhenren's face was solemn, he looked in the direction of the Futu Sect, and said quietly, "The news from there, this Wang Fuji, is not just an ordinary true disciple. ”

"Oh, what's so peculiar about this son?" Before Qingfeng Zhenren could speak, the middle-aged man in Huapao asked urgently.

Qingfeng Zhenren's eyes turned to the figure of the bloody battle, the light in his eyes flashed slightly, and his mouth said faintly: "The Nine Veins will be the head of the martial arts!

"What!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man in the gorgeous robe looked at the invincible black-faced young man in the field, his face was extremely solemn, and he exclaimed in surprise.

What kind of Nine Veins will be the head of the martial arts, the pseudo-divine power can't make him change color like this, but the bloodline of the dragon man royal family is very fatal!

The dragon clan, in the Bailing clan, is one of the best races, and its strength is strong, especially the royal family among them, all of them are true dragon bloodlines, if the empire provokes such a group of forces, even if it has the support of the Futu Sect, I am afraid it will be in danger!

This son must not stay, no matter what the price is, and the news must not be leaked!

The middle-aged man in the Chinese robe has a great murderous intent, and this son is able to threaten the existence of the empire!

"These hundreds of sergeants are just used to drain this son's strength. Qingfeng Zhenren smiled and said lightly.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the black-faced young man in the field, and the greed in his eyes flashed.

The dragon clan, especially the royal family, although the combat power is strong, but its bloodline also has an irresistible ** power for the monks!

"God helps the old man. Qingfeng Zhenren thought about it, and he was proud in his heart.

The dragon people clan is based in the Northern Regions, 108,000 miles away from here, and all the news of this hunt has been closed, and the Futu Sect has been closed long before the tenth month, and it can only enter and not leave!

This is the perfect opportunity to hunt down this dragonman's royal bloodline, once the true dragon bloodline in this son's body is extracted, it is enough to make his cultivation go further!

On the long street, the stumps are thrown away, the flesh and bones are broken, the blood is flowing like a river, and the screams are repeated, what a scene of Senluo Hell!

Wang Buer waved the chains, covered in blood, of course, the blood was someone else's, ten miles of long street, he killed ten people in one step, behind him, there were broken corpses and rotten flesh in a place, and there were no less than 100 people who died in his hands!

Even though he has a long strength, he is still a little breathing at the moment!

These sergeants, at this moment, no longer have the courage they had at the beginning, and they looked at Wang Bu'er's gaze as if they were looking at a purgatory blood demon!

Wang Bu'er is the person who wants his life, but he has not appeared so far, he doesn't believe it, the other party just sent these hundreds of soldiers.

These people are cannon fodder!

"Up!"

At the moment when Wang Buji was distracted, a loud shout sounded, and suddenly, chains attacked from all directions, and they instantly entangled his hands and feet!

"Pull!"

Drinking again, I saw that on each chain, there were several people pulling, Wang Buer's footing was unstable, and he was hung in the air by four chains in an instant!

"Die!"

I saw that in the middle of the air, a middle-aged man in light armor had a long sword in his hand, and he stabbed at Wang Fuji quickly, and his sharp aura was compelling!

"Go!"

With a soft shout, on the ground, a heavily armored young man with a spear like a dragon, a little spear like a meteor, pierced Wang Fuji's heart!

These two people are both cultivators of the mid-level Peiyuan Realm, and if they were careless, their hands and feet were tied, and Wang Buer fell into the front and back attacks!

Wang Fuji's expression remained unchanged, Chongyang Zhenyuan instantly came out of his body, with a roar, the red Chongyang Zhengang instantly wrapped his whole body, and at the same time, the muscles of his whole body suddenly tensed, and the green muscles burst out!

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, Wang Buer's whole body shrank into a ball and burst out with powerful strength!

"Ahhh......h

Dozens of people on the four chains were defeated by the huge force and were pulled back in an instant, especially the people on the roof, who fell to the ground one after another!

Wang Buji landed instantly, his movements did not stop, he grabbed the chain and turned up!

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, at the end of the chain, several people are tied to it, at this moment, by Wang Fuji's huge force, suddenly, it became a human chain, smashed in the crowd, and in an instant, people turned over on their backs, and a bunch of people were smashed into meat patties!

In the attic at the end of the long street.

"He's injured!" The middle-aged man in the robe stared at the battlefield tightly, his face lit up, he turned to the old man in the green robe, and said, "Qingfeng Zhenren, is it okay?"

"Wait. Qingfeng Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, staring closely at the young man who looked like Shura on the field.

I saw that the young man's chest and back each had a deep wound, but the young man's whole body was bloody, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or someone else's!

On the field, Wang Buer was indeed injured, the attack of the two generals, he did not completely resist, of course, the injury was far from what it looked terrifying, the "Longevity Formula" in his body was running automatically, and the blood had stopped, but he was now covered in blood and couldn't see it.

"Hahaha, a dignified alchemist real person, actually sent these cannon fodder to death, you don't have fucking eggs!"

Wang Buer laughed, scolded in his mouth, threw away the chains, and a fiery red long sword appeared in his hand, this sword was as red as jade, if you look closely, you will find that this sword is like a fiery red centipede!

It is the inferior magic weapon fire centipede sword!

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Wang Buji laughed like crazy, a sword slashed out, and the red-tempered sword qi slashed at the lightly-armored middle-aged general not far away!

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, I saw the middle-aged man in light armor who was attacking with a sword paused, and in the next moment, it suddenly split into two pieces, and blood spurted!

Intermediate Pei Yuan Realm General, die!

At the end of the long street, Qingfeng Zhenren's pupils shrank, and the greed in his eyes flashed, that long sword was a magic weapon!

"This is the true disciple of the Futu Sect!" Hua Pao's middle-aged man does not have that kind of eyesight, but at this moment, he is shocking Wang Fuji's combat power, just now this son has not used the true yuan, at this moment, the outbreak of the true yuan, one move will be one of the strongest combat power on the field of the general corpse!

Could this be the combat power of the true disciples of the Futu Sect!

On the field, Wang Buer was also slightly stunned, looking at the fire dragon sword in his hand, his eyes flashed!

It's just a preliminary confession of the master, and he can't use the true power of this sword, but he can actually increase the power of his Chongyang True Fire Sword by three percent, which is really incredible!

The heavy-armored general, his pupils constricted at the moment, and he quickly retracted the heavy step he stepped out!

The sergeants were also terrified at the moment, that was General Luo, one of the best figures among the imperial generals, and they were actually divided into corpses with such a move, everyone hesitated for a while, and none of them dared to come forward to fight!

Relying on his own self-reliance, he was afraid to kill these hundreds of soldiers, Wang Buji looked up to the sky and laughed, but his eyes turned to the attic at the end of the long street, his face was full of ridicule, and he shouted: "Get out!

In the attic at the end of the long street, Qingfeng Zhenren's face was fierce, a real person who practiced the Fa in a dignified manner, and was worshiped by the empire, when had he ever been insulted like this!

"Morale has dissipated, Elder Qingfeng!" The middle-aged man in the Hua-robed robe changed his face slightly, and looked at Elder Qingfeng with a hideous face.

"If you are looking for death, you will be fulfilled!" Qingfeng Zhen's mouth was cold, his body was like a green wind, he flew out of the attic in an instant, and swept towards Wang Fuji quickly, the cyan whip in his hand was like a dragon, and he shot in an instant!

", Qingfeng Zhenren!" Wang Buer's face changed, and his heart was secretly shocked.

At the time of the battle just now, there was a fluctuation of breath in the attic at the end of the long street, and the other party didn't seem to have any intention of hiding it, and his spiritual eye found that there were people there.

However, he originally thought that this person was most likely the first emperor of the Naluo Kingdom, a first-class real person Elder Luo.

Unexpectedly, this person was actually the Qingfeng real person who was chasing Han Xuzi at that time, this is a character comparable to Han Xuzi, a fourth-level real person!

"I'll fuck your uncle, the fourth-level real person will give Lao Tzu this set!" The next moment, Wang Buer scolded in his mouth, and he was very disdainful in his heart.

Anyway, you are a middle-level real person, and you have to deal with a monk of the Peiyuan Quadruple Heaven, and you even have to ask hundreds of soldiers to play a naval battle, this guy is sick!

Disdain is disdainful, this guy is a real fourth-level real person, how dare Wang Buer be careless, his body instantly became bigger, the dragon scales were draped, the limbs were thick, and his hands and feet were like dragons!

Pig Po Dragon Transformation!

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