Chapter 1162: Confidence can shelter one or two

Once in the demon battlefield outside the field, the magic of the dead and evil spirits will be wrapped up to Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong took a deep breath and did not expect that he had just left the field of the demon battlefield for a year and then returned.
Feeling that this kind of long-lost magic, Huang Xiaolong's eyes are difficult to excite.
For other participating disciples, this is full of amazing magical extraterrestrial demons battlefield, dangerous, but for Huang Xiaolong, it is an excellent cultivation treasure.
However, just when Huang Xiaolong was about to leave, suddenly, a group of disciples flew behind, there were more than 20 people, and the first two disciples were the first stage of the ancient gods.
"This brother." The first-order disciple of the ancient called: "The extraterrestrial demon battlefield is dangerous. If you are alone, it is extremely difficult to get points. It is better to join us, and everyone will have a care."
When I spoke, I came to Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong glanced at the other party and looked indifferent: "No interest."
Have a photo? Well said, but I want to pull the cage Huang Xiaolong, the disciples below the ancient gods to do cannon fodder.
"Bold!" Behind the first-order disciple of the ancient god, a young man with a knife on his face yelled at Huang Xiaolong: "Boy, do you know who our Sun Zhenyu is? Are we Sun Zhenyu, the first of our Zhangjiadao? Genius, 20 years ago, broke through the early stage of the ancient gods. We, Sun Zhenyu, invited you, you can afford to see you, you dare to refuse!"
The people separated and faintly surrounded Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong’s face was as usual, sneer:
So, I want to thank you, Sun Zhenyu’s brother?

That Sun Zhenyu smiled and said: "Thanks for not having to, I am also thinking for the brothers. Although the brothers are the tenth-order peaks of the gods, but the strength is still weak. Brothers follow me, I am confident that I can shelter one or two."
Huang Xiaolong was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other side, and directly punched the Sun Zhenyu.
Everyone has a glimpse. I did not expect Huang Xiaolong to dare to shoot Sun Zhenyu.
Didn't this kid have heard it clearly, but Sun Zhenyu's brother is the first strongman of the ancient gods!
Sun Zhenyu was surprised. Then he sneered, and if that is the case, then he will show his strength, teach him the lesson, and let it be smooth.
Thinking of this, Sun Zhenyu slammed the past, due to the arrogance of Huang Xiaolong. He decided to take a heavier shot and he used 20% of his strength.
In his view, the strength of the two is enough to teach this kid.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two men collided with each other.
Sun Zhenyu, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed his face, and his face was frightened. He just wanted to push the power of God with all his strength. It was already late.
There was a loud bang.
I saw Sun Zhenyu's entire family reversing, rolling on the ground, and rolling out for several kilometers. A long path was dragged on the ground.
The disciples around him were stunned.
In particular, the young man who had just slandered Huang Xiaolong’s face with a knife was even more unbelievable.
Another disciple of the early stage of the ancient looked shocked at Huang Xiaolong.
"The first day of Zhangjiadao? 20 years ago, broke through the early stage of the ancient gods?" Huang Xiaolong said indifferently: "It seems that you have this strength, can not shelter me."
The disciples around him were ugly. But no one dared to scream for a moment.
At this time, Sun Zhenyu, who was rolling out of Xu Yuan, climbed up from the ground, and the whole body shook his body. He shook his body and looked at Huang Xiaolong with a slap in the face: "Boy, very good, your strength is beyond my accident, but you I thought that you are really my opponent? I just had a half strength, now. I will let you thoroughly understand my true strength!"
"Give me death!"
Sun Zhenyu's whole body of power surged, bursts of golden light bursts.
It seems. His godhead is metallic.
The light of his right hand flashed, and a huge golden knife with a divine power appeared, and then the void came to Huang Xiaolong.
The golden knife broke open, and the knife was extremely fierce. Although it was not attacking the disciples around, the disciples around him also had the feeling of being smashed in half by the golden knife.
When Huang Xiaolong saw it, he smiled coldly and raised his hand with a finger.
Suddenly, the space was shocked, and the amazing knives that broke through the sky turned out to be instantly violent. Then, the huge golden knives of Sun Zhenyu’s divine power condensed in the cracks, and his own, like being bombarded by invisible giant pillars, banged. Suddenly screaming, madly reversing.
In the air, the mouth is mad with blood.
Sun Zhenyu fell far away, no movement.
"Half-strength?" Huang Xiaolong sneered at Sun Zhenyu, who was lying far away without any movement. Now, he is not even used for half the strength.
Huang Xiaolong glanced around and said indifferently: "Now, who else, want to shelter me?" When it comes to this, the eyes are on another disciple of the ancient god.
The disciples of the first-order gods of the ancient gods changed their faces with horror, shaking their heads madly, and constantly retreating.
Huang Xiaolong didn't look at everyone, and his body shape flashed, and when he stepped away, he disappeared in front of everyone.
For a long time, the disciples who stayed in the woods dared to move their feet and slowly approached Sun Zhenyu.
When they came to Sun Zhenyu and raised their Sun Zhenyu brothers, they did not take a breath of cold air. They saw that Sun Zhenyu’s gods were all bursting, and the cracks on his body were shocking.
Sun Zhenyu’s is the ancient of Zhangjia Island’s Zhangjia. It was filled with Sun Zhenyu’s divine power, which was enough to withstand the attack of the ancient gods in the late stage. Now, Huang Xiaolong’s finger has broken into this!
And Sun Zhenyu himself, the breath is weak as a hairspring, as if at any time will break.
Everyone's hands and feet are cold, and the young people of the Bayu are pale and bloodless.
"This, this young black-haired man, who? He, how could it be, a tenth-order late peak of the gods, how could there be such a terrible strength!" A stuttering.
"Maybe, he is not the peak of the tenth step of the gods. He may be the peak of the ancient gods in the late stage, deliberately concealing the strength into the tenth-order peak of the gods!" Another disciple speculated.
"The ancient gods in the late stage of the peak? Is it the first disciple of the top ten islands! But, Tao Ming, Guo Yuanhui, we have seen!"
"This young black-haired young man is only second only to Zhou Xu, Tan Lin!"
When everyone gave Sun Zhenyu a cure for Shen Dan, he guessed the argument.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong is far away from the mile.
Suddenly, a Warcraft-like wolf that hides in the void and the peak of the ancient gods in the late stage of the ancient gods rushed to Huang Xiaolong. This is the devil's wolf in the battlefield of the demon. The speed is amazing, and the claws are sharp, stronger than the ancient artifacts. Under the double claws, the ordinary ancient strong, easily torn by it!
However, this Xiaotian devil wolf just rushed over, Huang Xiaolong's hand fell, a dazzling sword light instantly broke through the rolling magic, Xiao Tian Mo wolf stopped in the air, and then fell to the ground, the wolf head separated from the body, rolling toward far away. (To be continued)