"This is the most legendary disciple of Doutianxing Sect. Weishusheng is the peerless Wuzong and he respects him, but the third uncle regards him as a mediocre person, which makes the family lose the friendship of a peerless genius."

Yu Shi stood beside Yu Xiangwen, who was at a loss, sighed calmly.

Uncle San didn't like her dating with Xiao Nan, and thought she was not worthy of the threshold of the Yu family. The facts proved that the Yu family was not worthy of him. Yu Xiangwen, who said this, would become a joke about the Thunder God Holy City.

"May the young man be frivolous and invincible for his life, and shine in the sacred city of Thunder." However, such a character is like a star that does not belong to her, and Yu Shi turns a faint regret in her heart into a blessing.

However, it is believed that the light that belongs to him has arrived, and the most powerful ruler in the Zixu Martial Arts will become a foil and be under the pressure of the young king's ruler in the Emperor's Bacheng.

They believed that the teenager would die. Today is the day when they accept reversal and slap in the face. Their dignity as a giant in Zixu will be torn into pieces like fragile tissue.

"Wang Lang!" At this time, Thunder God was outside, and figures descended. The sword sounded densely and the aura was magnificent. The martial arts light was as bright as a million suns. The burning souls of those present broke into pieces.

"The Zixu Martial Realm, gathered in the Thunder God Holy Sect to participate in the Great Martial Alliance and the thousands of holy dynasties are here!"

This sound came from Emperor Ba City, one of the four royal families, Wang Mengyu, and the head of the Wang family, and was filled with grief and anger: "My son, you can't die. Xiao Nan, who was killed in heaven, I can't spare you!"

Wang Lang, the sword of incarnation has been broken, flying out like dust grass, without any intact body, blood spilled, and soul disappeared. Hearing this, he only smiled weakly and bitterly: "I was defeated!"

"No!" Wang Mengyu jumped forward, but he was blocked by the three magic shadows of the Wuzong, as if the most sacred mountain in the world was insurmountable. He only heard the Weishushou say calmly: "It was they who took the lead in challenging the junior brother, let go of their hands and feet, and siege against one with three, besieged, and lost."

Thunder God's Holy Residence and endless noise are all because of these three peerless lights. Even if those who come will have stronger Wuzong, there are also geniuses on the God List, and their light is still not as bright as those of Weishushou and others.

The Fighting Star Sect was born for battle, and its personal legend is the king of battle, and few people can sway his sharpness.

"Wang Lang was defeated and had nothing to say!" Wang Mengyu fell to the ground like a wall, with a bitter expression, and the people from the Zixu Holy Land behind him also sighed.

"I'm afraid this place will not be recovered. The three kings' veins are surrounded and killed, and they are even killed. What nonsense can you say!"

"However, such a scene is really humiliating!" Different faces symbolize the greatest power of the thousands of holy lands in the Zixu Realm. In a moment, you can break half of the Zixu Realm, and stomp your feet and tremble all the spirits. At this time, you will all look ugly as if you eat a fly.

"Xiao Nan, who has not died, returns in the supreme divine posture, and is the lord of Thunder Holy City, and is also the lord of their sacred and transcendent martial arts heart. He tramples them under the boots, just like the humblest dust grass."

"It's so bad!" Endless humiliation swept across the body from the toes, like billions of poisonous insects gnawing on the whole body, and it hurts everywhere, so that Siming Tuotian of the Thunder God Holy Sect took the lead in roaring: "Kill him!"

They sent spies to Thunder God's House, but they didn't want to know this news. However, their fate was so cruel that Yan Yu and Lei Feng conveyed the bad news at the same time!

"This little evil is not only obviously stronger, but also based on the eighth level of the God Wheel, the most troublesome thing is to truly master the immortality. If the immortal bone cannot be destroyed, no one can kill him."

Yun Wang, the head of Langyue Pavilion, had his eyes flashed, his breathing became extremely tight, and he looked at Lei Boying in a look. An extremely solemn atmosphere flowed from them, especially in the hearts of the holy land such as Langyue Pavilion who thought Xiao Nan was dead!

"The immortal power that only a god king-level existence has was actually mastered by a guy in the Divine Wheel Realm. Even if he can kill him, the young man will be resurrected from the dead and will never kill him. If he dies once, he will be stronger, which is truly terrible."

Si Ming Tuotian and others who wanted to kill the young man calmed down, became a little awake, and deeply felt a hint of helplessness: "It seems that what blocked them from killing the young man was not only the three personal martial sects of Doutian Star Sect in front of them, but also the immortal foundation of the young man over the thousands of warriors in the world!"

"He is really Xiao Nan!" At this time, the complex expression was Huo Xian'er, staring at the young man surrounded by divine light, as if he was the supreme war immortal.

This young man who met on the Long Street of Thunder Holy City was regarded as rude and disdainful to her. He turned out to be a legendary young man who has been intimidating the Zixu Realm recently. His wife is Luo Feixian, a woman who is even more beautiful than her!

The young man's wife looked a little similar to her. The boy did not look at her on the long street before, but thought about a wife who looked a little similar to her. Her so-called sense of superiority was all slapped in the face at this time!

A big mistake was that she really misunderstood the young man. He was not very interested in him. And such a young man, was he qualified to mock him as weak? He fought against three kings and had one of them as the realm of the Heavenly Mansion, but he even made a complete victory record like a crushing victory in front of them.

"How did she feel at this time?" Huo Xian'er subconsciously looked at the woman beside Yun Wang. The beautiful and peerless fairy Luo Feixian was also a little distracted. Her delicate jade eyes tightly locked the boy like some brilliance, as if she was whispering: "It's you!"

"You and him are just a word different. He means that although you know each other, you are a more familiar person. Luo Feixian cuts off the love and destroys the dust. However, there seems to be a trace of a young man in his heart." Xiao Yan from the War God Family said, with a cold look at Xiao Nan's place.

"Since you die, you should be silent forever. The person who has died once will die again. The woman I, Xiao Yandao, likes, will never allow her to look at another man."

"You are finally here." The movements of Thunder God's House seemed to have not stirred up any turbulence in the boy's heart. A faint voice fell into their ears indifferently, as loud as thunder, which surprised everyone.

Xiao Nan seemed to rule the world and glanced at them ruthlessly. No matter they were the masters of Langyue Pavilion, the princess of the God of War Empire, and the princess of the Yanhuang Empire, they were like fireflies and dust under the light of the young man.

"Concubine Fairy!" He only stayed on a beautiful figure for a moment, looking at each other, as if he was endless memories. However, he was blocked by Xiao Yandao and frowned, and then suppressed his thoughts and withdrew his gaze.

"Wait for you here, just to let you witness despair with your own eyes." His ruthless voice continued to resound with a cruel and cruel coldness throughout Thunder God's residence, and also made everyone's already embarrassed heart twitch so hard that it was almost bursting. The sound rolled into the soul: "Young man glared at them?"

"Boom!" The young man walked out of the glory like a peerless god king, and the martial talisman lingered around, directly devouring the soul of the king's veins of the three emperors of Wang Lang. The first one to be devoured was Wang Lang, and he let out a shrill roar: "You devil!"

"Butcher, you say yes, that's right. I'll slaughter one person as a butcher, slaughter ten thousand people as heroes, and slaughter ten thousand people as heroes. However, I'll only slaughter those who should slaughter, such as you who are self-pretentious and regard the weak as dust."

"For this reason, I will never be willing to become a demon." Xiao Nan smiled coldly: "What is a demon and a god? I can't tell the difference and the truth is unclear. Since the world is the strong, then he will become stronger!"

Wang Lang and the other two were provoked by the front and forced him to be a demon. At this time, they were burying the demon's hand and they were not qualified to complain.

"I really shouldn't provoke him!" Wang Lang's last lingering voice was filled with regret and attachment to the world.

"He could not shake the terrible man in front of him. Not only could he not shake with force during his lifetime, but he could not touch his heart with curse after his death. All targeting was just an ending, defeat!"

If I had known this, why would I have been an enemy of Xiao Nan and pay my name? Unfortunately, I woke up too late!

"Wang Lang has long been defeated!" The person from Thunder God's residence, including Yu Xiangwen, smiled bitterly.

"The boy is waiting for this moment just to let Emperor Ba City, Langyue Pavilion, and Thunder God Holy Sect witness his demons with their own eyes and trample on their faces. Wang Lang is just a foil to promote the young man's achievements."

"The boys are waiting for their arrival and tell the thousands of forces in the Zixu Realm with a strong attitude of crushing Wang Lang, especially Langyue Pavilion. I am not afraid of being a demon. I would rather massacre tens of millions of people than let you be happy." The forces descending to Thunder God House deeply felt the ferocity of the boy.

This erratic tantrum also turned into humiliation, which made them even more eager to find a hole to crawl into it. They even resented Lei Feng and Yan Yu for telling them that there was this damn little beast in Thunder God Ju. It would be better to turn a blind eye. Don't tell them, they would not come to Thunder God Ju and be humiliated.

However, compared to this, the ruthless edge of the young man who came to kill gods and Buddhas to kill Buddhas made them even more heavy.

"Young people just want to avenge their grudges, and are unwilling to compromise. They die and live in life. When they return to the sacred, they will take revenge. If they have offended the young people, how can they deal with it and prepare a way to deal with it?"

"Wang Lang in the Tianfu realm is vulnerable to him. It's ridiculous that he actually took the lead in taking action before. What's even more stupid is that he still expects Wang Lang to avenge him. Now, no one can escape the heavens!"

Song Ming followed Wang Lang's soul and absorbed it for Emperor Wu to swallow his soul. The last time he disappeared was a helpless bitter smile.

"Your strength is far from being arrogant, and as for wisdom, I can't even have any point. From you, I only see two words, idiot." Xiao Nan Leng swallowed Qin Fu, the last man in the three emperor veins.

The light of the Emperor Wu changed in the depths of the spiritual platform, the martial arts talisman flashed, the dragon's power rushed, and there was a faint momentum of transformation. The souls of the three emperors' veins were indeed very replenished.

The emperor's vein contains the emperor's aura. It has a realm of the Heavenly Mansion, and its soul is also quite good, which immediately makes the first-class soul of the Yu-level level become obviously powerful.

"We are indeed idiots." Qin Fu's last will was endless regret: "Repentance does not listen to Yan Yu's words, but they are also the king's vein of Emperor Ba City, and they are enemies of the young. Why did Yan Yu let go, but they were resentful!"

If time can be repeated, should we let go? It is really the right choice, but unfortunately there is no if!

"Xiao Nan, I won, the three emperors and the kings of the city will challenge him and they will all die!"

After all this was over, a pretty boy with light clothes stood quietly on the battlefield of Thunder God's residence, as bright as a scholar, and his faint self-confidence made thousands of women moved, but in the eyes of the people here, he looked like a nightmare: "It's so terrible!"

From the beginning to the end, the battle will be no more than nine breaths, and only three breaths will be the only one left. The boy is deliberately waiting for the arrival of the thousands of holy lands of Zixu!
Chapter completed!