Vol 3 Chapter 1293: Wang Wang Qiang

"Look, Ji Xiang is eating too!"
"Ji Xiang is the most brilliant genius in the past millennium. It is less than a thousand years old. It has reached the beginning of Xianjun. Such a character is like a pearl no matter where he is. , Also useless! "
"I don't have any qualifications to communicate. I still want to be a saint's disciple. Dream it!"
"Isn't this guy quite arrogant before? It's so sweet to eat it now!"
This scene was seen by people around, one by one.
"This ... disturbs the Holy Child!"
The youth named Ji Xiang's face was red and white for a while, and it was very ugly. Although he was unwilling, he did not dare to offend, and had to fit back.
"interesting!"
Just looking at this scene, Nie Yun smiled and lifted his feet forward.
"Here comes another who is not afraid of death!"
"I've never seen this before, and it seems that I can't see the strength. Has it reached the realm of Xianjun?"
Seeing him moving forward, the people around him again showed their gleeful expressions.
Everyone has inferiority. What they can't get, seeing others can't get it, has an unprecedented satisfaction.
"Child, let your host come out to see me!"
Ignoring the discussion and surprise of the crowd, Nie Yun came to the child in a few steps and said lightly.
"what?"
"This kid is crazy!"
"Let the pity sage come out to see him? Who does he think he is ..."
There was an uproar around the Tsing Yi boy before he could talk.
Everyone glared. I don't know how such a lunatic suddenly popped up.
"Boy, go away. Dare to talk to the holy boy like this, you're almost dead!"
With a loud shout, Ji Xiang came over.
I was just insulted by the boy and felt lost face. At this time, someone came up and naturally wanted to show it.
However, he acted in the wrong place, and before he had finished speaking, he saw the eyes of the teenager inadvertently glanced over.
Slap!
Super genius never encountered in a thousand years. Ji Xiang was lying on the ground directly, without knowing his life and death.
"This……"
Everyone was taken aback, and each showed terror.
Although Ji Xiang is just the beginning of Xianjun, many methods are combined, and they are considered to be among the crowds. This kind of strength has not even blocked the eyes of the other party ... what exactly is this guy?
"What are you going to do? You are not allowed to scatter wildly in the Holy Land of Pity Palace! You dare make trouble here. I don't want to live!"
The boy in Tsing Yi obviously did not expect this to happen, his eyes narrowed suddenly.
The Palace of Pity, the most pinnacle of the Silver Moon World, even if the three masters taught it, they all whispered, fearing that the loud noise would disturb the saint. The guy in front of him not only made a noise, but also shot and hurt, it was almost dead!
"Go and pass!" Nie Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense with a boy, lightly.
"Trump your mother, I think you're looking for death!"
See each other ignore their words. The boy in Tsing Yi sank down and suddenly sang loudly. Shot violently.
Although he is only the strength of Wangxianjing, his breath is full of power, and his strength is like a bright and bright day, which is unstoppable.
It seems that it has caught the power of the Pity Palace Formation, even if Xianjun encounters it, he will be embarrassed.
However, Nie Yun was not the immortal, but the stronger one. Seeing the other party was so rude, he shook his head and moved his fingers forward.
Huh!
The boy in Tsing Yi, just like Ji Xiang, was lying on the ground horizontally.
"In Xie Nieyun, come to visit the pitying saint, and please come out and see!"
The boy in Tsing Yi was fainted, and Nie Yun's faint voice passed into the palace.
Although the voice is not loud, it slowly spreads forward, and even more powerful restraints and formations are in front of them.
After 30,000 years of practice, Dan Tian, ​​the master of the cymbal sound, also reached the fifth form. If he wants, he can pass the realm with a hum.
"Trouble in front of my pity palace and hurt my boy, you are so brave!"
Bang!
Along with the roar, an old man suddenly appeared outside the palace, with an air of destruction on his body. Apparently, Nie Yun's actions just made him angry.
"A pity saint!"
"The pity saint has appeared in person, this boy is going to be unlucky!"
"This guy doesn't know the heights and heights, and dare to spread wild here, it's inevitable to touch a nail ..."
Seeing the old man appear, all the people who had watched the crowd all looked dignified, and went on to worship.
To the saint in front of them, they felt invincible and fearful from the bottom of their hearts.
"I ask you something, have you heard of King Shura!"
Not too lazy to talk to each other, Nie Yun spoke directly.
When he heard his words, everyone else felt that his heart was jumping out.
As long as it is a person in the Silvermoon world, who doesn't know the horror of the pitying saint, and dare to speak with him like this, it is almost bold and extravagant.
"Very good, I didn't expect that I hadn't shot for many years, and there was such a brave kid ..."
The pitying sage showed an unpleasant appearance, and the cold light in his eyes shot out.
He is the strongest person in the silver moon world, and has been around the world for hundreds of millions of years. He was spoken by a wild boy who didn't know where to come from, and his anger was almost burning.
"Your brain is sick, don't you hear my brother ask you!"
When Nie Tong saw him crooked and refused to answer his brother's words, he became impatient and frowned.
"You ... you're looking for death!"
The pitying saint was said to have been so angry, howled, his fists slammed, and bombarded.
Slap!
However, before his fist came to Nie Tong, he had a pain in his face and was turned over by two slaps on the ground with a slap.
"I don't know the heights and heights, my brother asked you what you said, and you just want to do it. Do you want to die?"
Nie Tong's eyes narrowed.
He used to be King Shura, with a killing breath in his body, and was angry at this time, naturally with a strong coercion, like a giant beast, which made people feel cold.
"The pitying saint is overturned with a slap?"
"I'm not mistaken ..."
There was no sound around. Everyone who had planned to watch Nie Yun's beatings fell chin one by one, all felt crazy.
what's going on?
Slap away the strongest pitying saint in the world of Silvermoon without any help ...
They felt that the world they had worked so hard to settled.
In particular, the Red Lotus Sovereign almost bit his tongue off without surprise.
Previously, she also imagined that the two young men were killed by the hands of the pitying saint, but she saw the scene in front of her ...
Thanks to not dying with the other party, otherwise, I must have no idea where to go now ...
"You ... scold the strongest in the sky mirror?"
Suffocated by a slap, the pitying saint finally saw Nie Tong's strength and was frightened.
Before Nie Yun's breath was lowered, even he didn't see it. Now when a powerful force broke out, it became clear how terrible the other was.
The scolding peak of the sky mirror ... even if there are few in the world in nine days!
"Have you heard of King Shura?"
Ignoring his questioning, Nie Tong frowned.
"King Shura? I haven't heard of it, but ... it can be called a king, and it should be a strong king in chaos. Such a character cannot be found in the Silver Moon World. It may be able to hear the news in the nine-day world!"
Yousheng Sheng was afraid of the other's anger and slap again, and said quickly.
"Feng Wangqiang? Anything to say?"
Nie Yun on the side froze for a moment.
When I fought with King Shura before, I seemed to hear him say something about the strong king. If he did n’t mention it, he would have forgotten it.
"I'm not quite sure. It seems that Chaos itself is sealed. Each one is a Xeon. The Ashoka who is in charge of the chaotic region of the oblique moon is the Wang Fengqiang. I also heard these things when I was traveling in Jiutiantai. not sure!"
The pitying saint was busy.
"Chaos itself sealed?"
Nie Yun shook his head.
In this way, the six heavens and earth are indeed too backward, and they know nothing about the vast and chaotic world.
"Yes!"
"Take us to the Nine-day World!" Aside from the emotions in my heart ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Nie Yun continued.
"Yes, two seniors, please!"
The pitying saint dares not make nonsense, respectful like a student.
"Go!" Nie Yun stopped paying attention to the Suzerain of the Red Sect, and waved to Nie Tong, followed, and disappeared in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.
"Who are these two?"
"The pitying saint did not even have a backhand ..."
Looking at the direction of the disappearance of the three, all of them were dull.
At this moment, the two boys have become a terrible existence in their hearts.
ps: I wrote it yesterday, but I forgot to post it. Sweat. . Continue writing today, and strive to get three chapters, sorry! !! !! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)