Chapter 1375: Wu Sisi and Jiaowang

"Hahahaha!"
When it was, a wild laugh sounded, and then a figure of Zhang Xugao appeared at the west entrance.
He has a rough face, and it seems that he looks like a bold and loyal spirit, but everyone who knows him is awe-inspiring and avoids it like a snake--
Because this person is called "Night Demon Blade", he is the strongest son of the Demon Blade Domain generation!
The Demon Blade's method of cultivating talented descendants is extremely cruel. If you want to be the top one, you must go through tragic and fight each other. It can be said that every genius who can stand out is covered with the blood of the same generation of warriors.
This Night Demon Sword can overwhelm the contemporary era and become the undisputed first person of the younger generation in the Demon Sword Realm, which shows how cruel its disposition and methods are.
"Since Brother Meng has taken one of them, no one should object to my Night Demon Sword occupying this western entrance, right?"
Although he was questioning, his tone was completely taken for granted, and no objection was allowed.
silence.
No warrior dared to stand up here, because they knew very well that if anyone showed their opposition, they would inevitably receive a thunderous blow from the Night Demon Sword.
Naturally, they did not dare to avenge these powerful men who had reached the first limit of the Imperial Saint Realm.
As a result, the west entrance also has a master.
"there."
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
Following the prestige, I saw three more figures appearing silently at the south entrance.
The appearance of these people is rather peculiar. There seems to be a faint phantom surrounding them, making it difficult to see the appearance of the deity.
I watched for a long time, and I even felt that my mind would be distorted by it, and I almost spurted blood in the uncomfortable.
"It's an instant clan! They are here too."
The Moss Clan of Shenxue Mountain is extremely mysterious, they rarely set foot in the world, and have very little contact with major sects.
This time the Hunyuan selection was held, they have never appeared in public, and no one knew before that they had also entered the battlefield of the king!
Therefore, when they suddenly show up, they will be shocked like landslides and tsunami.
Anyone who knows a little about the history of Moments will know that although this race is low-key, its power is beyond doubt.
Especially the Son of Moment, it is said that he already has the power of a half-step emperor in his clan
According to their strength, the Clan members are divided into emperors, kings, generals, soldiers, and soldiers. Those who can reach the half-step emperor are definitely among the best in the first level of the Royal Saint Realm.
...
At this moment, among the three people at the south entrance, the leader is the mysterious Moment Son. , His body was also shrouded in phantom, but it can be vaguely seen that his expression is extremely cold, with a breath of strangeness.
"Here, I want it for a moment."
For an instant, the Son of God spoke lightly, although there was no violent announcement, no one dared to rebel.
There was a dead silence.
The warriors acquiesced that the south entrance was occupied.
Now there are four intersections in the southeast, northwest, and three of them already have owners, except for the north entrance. For a while, countless fierce eyes shot away, wishing to tear the entrance open.
However, no one acted rashly, because they knew very well—
Right now, like a silent dynamite barrel, whoever comes out first is to ignite the fuse in that barrel, and there will be no bones left.
Therefore, they can only wait patiently. After all, not everyone has the power of the Meng Chao trio.
Time passed by bit by bit, and the remaining three entrances, the array patterns on the surface were also quickly dissipating, and they were about to be opened. The crowd that had been silent at this time became more agitated, unable to continue to bear it.
"Since everyone is so humble, I can't let it go!"
In the voice, another majestic figure rose into the sky, quickly occupying the northern gateway.
This person is covered in scales, with double horns on his forehead, and his expression is extremely harsh. His pair of eyes are twice the size of ordinary people, shining dazzling red light.
Seeing him show up, some warriors in the crowd began to discuss--
This Jiao Wang is very famous in the Thousand Saints Ranking. Although the strength is far less than the ultimate limit of the Imperial Saint Realm, it is also better than many genius experts.
With him occupying the north entrance, many people worry about themselves. If they fight against him, even if they can win, they will consume a lot of money, and they will inevitably be taken advantage of by others.
They are naturally unwilling to make wedding clothes for others.
However, this northern entrance is the last opportunity to enter the battlefield of the king's realm. If you give up here, you will really be unwilling.
Suddenly--
Someone yelled out loudly: "The only demon clan, dare to watch the treasure of human warriors?"
"Whizzing!"
Eight figures rose into the sky, and the lights of the various Taoist artifacts in their hands smashed towards Jiao Wang. They all had the same idea, which was to kill Jiao Wang first, and then decide the outcome.
"A group of ants."
King Jiao smiled grimly, a bloodthirsty murder intent appeared on his mouth, and a layer of black light burst out of his body suddenly.
If the holy power is strong enough, you can even notice that there are patches of scales swimming in the light. As they revolved back and forth, deep lines were formed in the void.
"No, go back."
The warrior who shot, instinctively gave birth to a strong sense of horror. They were horrified and then retreated, desperately trying to avoid the light.
Unfortunately, it is too late--
The harsh neighing sound sounded, and their bodies were torn apart by those scale armor on the spot, and countless blood stains appeared.
For a time, the void was filled with meaning.
In the blink of an eye, eight warriors died on the spot, and the strongest among them was also the first class warrior of the Royal Saint Realm.
"His" sound.
Countless air-conditioning sounds sounded. Everyone's eyes flashed incredible looks.
According to the data, although Jiaowang is extremely strong, it is far from the current level. Looking at his shot just now, although it is far inferior to the powerhouse like the Black Witch, it is also the peak combat power of the first realm!
In other words, his combat power at the moment is at least equivalent to "Yijian".
Although Yijian Yijian didn't seem to have much room for a backhand in front of Yang Lie, in fact, his ranking in the Thousand Sage Ranking was also far ahead.
The reason why he looked so weak at the beginning was mainly because he had just fought fiercely with Ziyuan, and was hit hard by Sha Wu, and his strength had been weakened.
If he were in his heyday, even if he was not as good as Huo Hu and the Black Witch, he would at least not be inferior to the other geniuses!
At this moment, Jiao Wang's combat power had clearly reached that level. Therefore, the noisy warriors just now all lost their voices in silence, and they didn't dare to talk anymore--
They knew that even if Jiaowang lost to Meng Chao and the others, it would not be difficult for them to be crushed by strength.
"The skin of Jiao Ancestor?"
The eyes of the Night Demon Sword flashed unpredictably, staring deeply at the scales around Jiaowang
This Jiaowang was born into a family of Jiao people, who are by nature cold and unrelated, and lack the constraints of etiquette and morality. As long as they can improve their strength, they can recklessly use all means.
Therefore, after the ancestors of their clan died, their skins were even more aggressively crafted!
Although that Secret Treasure cannot be regarded as a real Dao Artifact, its power is not inferior to the ordinary Seven-Rank Dao Artifact!
Obviously, the scale armor displayed by King Jiao at this moment is the skin of that Jiao ancestor.
"This seat just lacks a defensive secret treasure, count you as interesting."
Obviously, in the eyes of the Night Demon Sword, the ancestral secret treasure of King Jiao had already become his possession.
Unfortunately, Jiao Wang didn't know anything about it.
His arrogant eyes swept around: "I won this north entrance. Who approves and who opposes?"
With the power of killing eight strong men in one fell swoop, Jiao Wang was majestic, almost with the aura of Meng Chao and others just now.
"Humph."
When it was, a cold snort sounded, "You are not worthy of the entrance here."
Following the reputation, only a girl with a baby face came out. She faced Jiao Wang's momentum without any fear.
Jiaowang was startled at first, but after seeing the person's face clearly, he couldn't help but laugh out loudly: "Little girl doll, where did you get out, and dare to learn from an adult to the entrance? Go back quickly. Drink your milk for a few years, lest people say I bully the children."
"you wanna die!"
There is no doubt that the girl who stood up was Wu Sisi.
A look of anger appeared on her face, and a dazzling knife light suddenly burst out of her palms, severely splitting towards Jiao Wang, "Get out of the way."
"Little girl, you are seeking your own death!"
The playful look on King Jiao's face closed, and he shouted, "Get out of here."
Suddenly, the scaly armor around him spun around, faintly turning into a whistling torrent, and countless dark rays of light rushed towards him, with a terrifying aura that ravaged the world.
"Bang"!
Everything seems to be still at this moment.
With their hands as the center, a circle of suffocating ripples spread, and then, the void seemed to be frozen--
As far as the ripples are, the wind does not sound, the breath does not move, even the gaze of the martial artist on the sidelines has become rigid.
That kind of terrifying suffocation lasted for just three flashes of time, just like a bronze bell shattered and Kui Niu roared and exploded.
"Bastard!"
King Jiao's eyes opened with an incredible expression.
Looking closely, several clear cracks appeared in his palm, and thick blood dripped from it.
Obviously, he was seriously injured in the blow just now.
However, Wu Sisi on the opposite side was not without damage either-
After a few steps back, an abnormal blush appeared on Qiao's face.
Where everyone didn't know, the blood surged in her body, and her throat surged in waves.
A tumult!
Before the fight, no one thought that the baby-faced girl would be evenly matched with Jiao Wang. But right now, such an unthinkable thing happened clearly before them, and they couldn't help but believe it!
"Where did this hidden genius come from?"
Many people subconsciously look at the merit token.
Unfortunately, not many of them belong to Wu Sisi.
Therefore, they became more curious, and even with the two black robe figures standing with Wu Sisi just now, they also gave birth to a sense of inquiry.