Silent and scream!

The four people standing on the giant sword arrived a hundred meters ahead of Xing Yu and others and stopped. The storm that was carrying it suddenly stopped, leaving only a harsh air sound.

Looking closely at the four people, there was a token on their waists, and a word was written in ancient words, which was the thunderstorm and storm, representing their respective identities and names.

"There are four brothers from Wanjia, who are you?" Xing Yu looked at the four of them and laughed softly.

"The news is really sensitive, I can guess it directly."

Wan Lei looked down at Xing Yu indifferently, his eyes flashing with dazzling lightning, exuding terrifying murderous intent.

"Since we know our identities, we should be very clear about our purpose."

Wan Bao's hat trembled on his head, and his head was icy blue and windlessly flying, and his cold eyes were full of bones.

"Can you take the head of my neck to avenge Wu's marriage?"

Xing Yu smiled and shook his head: "Just the four of you, I'm afraid it won't work. Why not go back and find more people, I'll wait any time."

Xing Yu had long expected that Wan Yelong would become the first youngest person in the Sword Demon Cave. He created a terrifying name in Xijingcang Mountain in a short period of time, which made the four sides afraid. Although it was not the strongest, it could be called one of the ten most dangerous beings. He would never easily watch his family be bullied, let alone his own sister.

"It's enough for the four of us."

Wanyang's black robe was flying without wind, and colorful flames suddenly jumped out of the swaying. The flames rolled and were majestic. A pair of eyes surrounded by flames had the terrifying spirit of burning the whole world.

"Blow, bluff."

Xing Yang turned his head and pursed his lips slightly: "Boss, leave it to me?"

"Can you do it?" Xing Yu chuckled, thinking that Xing Yang was about to vent his inner gloom.

"I mean nothing!"

Xing Yang snorted coldly, rushed towards the four people first, clenched his fists, and the mighty emperor's power rolled over, directly covering all four people.

"act recklessly!"

Wan Lie, who had never spoken, suddenly rushed out with a cold voice.

The black robe rolled, and his right hand pulled out a cold sword from his waist.

I only heard the sword roar, but I didn’t see the sword body.

The sword energy was like a thundering roar of hundreds of millions of winds, and countless sword shadows turned into storms to cover Xing Yang.

As soon as he made a move, he exploded the strongest imperial technique, and the momentum that spread out made Yukiye frown slightly: "Can he stop it?"

Although I heard from Ji Zhengran that Xing Yang might have been very scary, now he is just Xing Yang.

"Don't underestimate this guy, his combat power is extremely terrifying."

Ji Zhe chuckled from the side. He had seen Xing Yang's battle and felt that even when facing the ancient emperor, he would have the power to fight, at least he would not die.

At the same time, at the northwest end of the Blood Abyss of Demon Ye, a bamboo boat floated above the undulating mountains.

The hull sways and moves with the wind, just like a divine ship falling from the sky, revealing a hint of ethereality.

On the boat board, two young men were sitting cross-legged, and the two confronted to play chess.

"eat."

The young man holding a white piece in his hand and wearing a blue shirt, his slender fingers were holding a chess piece and chuckled his face.

The silk behind his shoulders was flying in the wind, as if forty-six green steel blades were circling around, and the light spreads in the center point, as if the peerless treasures were shining.

If someone is here, he will definitely exclaim that this person is the shadow of the Qingshan Holy Emperor. He was named Jing Xiantian, Yangxi ten years ago. He is known as the young leader. If he ranks, he will be ranked third.

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"If you exchange ten sons for half of the wall, you will not lose money."

The young man holding a black man and wearing a purple gold robe laughed heroically and reached out to fall on the black man.

If the situation on the chessboard is complicated, the black pieces seem to have nothing to do with each other, but as this piece falls, the real dragon, who is lying on the plate, opens his eyes and surrounds all the white chess with an invincible posture that stirs the wind and clouds, occupying most of the chessboard.

This person has a great number of chess, a heroic personality, a tough appearance, a burly body with tight and powerful muscles, and even a slightly loose robe, it has a straight outline.

He was the emperor of War, the Emperor Qingtian, whose power was fierce and his name was domineering, and he was not as weak as the shadow. If he was ranked, he would be ranked fourth.

The Qingtian Emperor and Ying Wujie were peerless geniuses of the same period. Because of the families of both sides, they have been mortal enemies since childhood. The two sides fought tens of thousands of times, but they can draw more than one draw, appreciate each other and target each other, and are both enemies and friends.

It is hard to imagine that two such mortal enemies would calm down and play chess together. If the creatures who knew them saw it, they would be so shocked.

"You can only gain profit and win if you think what the enemy wants."

Ying Wuzhi has a calm temperament and a gentle tone, just like his usual style of conduct. He is neither anxious nor slow, but he can plan and win a thousand miles.

By reaching out, the white chess fell at the most inconspicuous place, but it merged with most of the white chess that were surrounded and directly forced to gain the upper hand.

Emperor Qingtian's eyes were slightly condensed. After watching for a moment, he threw the black piece that had not fallen between his fingers out of the spaceship. He stood up and looked out of the deck, waved his hand and said, "It's boring. He still plots like this when playing chess, and he loses the interest and fun."

"Only calculating is the only thing that can be interesting when playing chess. Brother Tiandi walks freely and naturally cannot understand the fun of it."

Ying Wuzhi was neither anxious nor impatient. She chuckled and waved her hand. The imperial energy led all the white chess into the chess box. She stood up and walked to the side of Emperor Qingtian, looked southeast, and said with interest: "Did you feel it?"

"Thunderstorm and violent sun."

Emperor Qingtian curled his lips and said, "It seems that Wan Yelong's four close-fitting lackeys have also come here. I just don't know if Wan Yelong is here. I haven't settled the score with him for taking advantage of me two days ago."

"No, I'm not talking about that."

Shadow Wuzhi chuckled, waved it casually, the false light in front of him rolled, and the bronze light pattern rippled like water, directly and clearly manifested the four people, Xing Yu and Xing Yang and Thunderstorm.

At this moment, Xing Yu and his men watched the battle. Xing Yang took the lead and rushed towards the four thunderstorm and Lieyang. Wan Lie rushed out first, exploding the sword energy storm, trying to resist with his own strength. Unfortunately, Xing Yang broke through ten times with one force and smashed his attack with one punch. Wan Lie retreated step by step. Then Xing Yang's aura was long and he started a battle with the four thunderstorm and Lieyang.

"Tsk, has the Emperor's body proved the truth?"

Emperor Qingtian raised his eyebrows and looked at Xing Yang with interest.

If you really understand Emperor Qingtian, you will know clearly that this guy is one of the few Xijing Xiantian who failed to attack the Emperor's body and could survive, and sang to become the top holy emperor.

Although the Emperor's body failed to prove the truth, the body of the Qingtian Emperor had terrifying changes compared to ordinary people and the same level, so he was able to "see through Xing Yang at a glance".

Except for the Emperor's Body, it is impossible to have such an imperial body strength, no matter which race.

Because Xing Yang only has the cultivation level of the Saint Emperor in the early stage, but the thunderstorm and storm have already reached the late stage, and they are also the Saint Emperor in the Source.

Although it is Wan Yelong's close-fitting leg, the strength of the four is still far ahead compared to the others.

However, he made a mistake in estimation.
Chapter completed!