Chapter 1313: a shame

"You are the so-called Vientiane, the first genius Huang Xiaolong?" Jiang Feng proudly sneered: "I heard that you have never lost, even the ancient tenth step is not your opponent?"
Speaking of this, the tone of Jiang Feng dragged on very long: "However, I really doubt that your Yuanlong body is really so strong!"
The irony is undoubtedly revealed.
Doubt, that is, the irony of Huang Xiaolong is illusory.
Moreover, he deliberately described Huang Xiaolong as the first genius of Vientiane, which will undoubtedly lead all the geniuses of Vientiane to bring the bonfire to Huang Xiaolong.
It is necessary to know that the Vientiane God plane is not only the human race, but also the Vientiane Haizu.
Sure enough, Jiang Feng’s words fell, and the disciples of the top ten of the Haihuang Shengdian and other genius disciples all looked at Huang Xiaolong with a bad look.
Huang Xiaolong’s face was calm and indifferently watching Jiang Feng on the stage, his eyes deliberately disdain, like watching a clown who was acting on stage.
Jiang Feng saw Huang Xiaolong’s eyes stunned and looked at himself disdainfully. His heart was angry and angry. The long sword in his hand pointed to Huang Xiaolong:
Huang Xiaolong, a few days ago, you seriously injured my Wang Hao’s younger brother. Today, I will fight for you!

Fight!
Jiang Feng deliberately said the two words very heavy.
Everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong with a brush.
On the throne of the sea emperor, Feng Yingying was also condescending and looked at Huang Xiaolong with great interest.
Just when Huang Xiaolong was going to power, Jiang Feng couldn't wait to say: "Huang Xiaolong, are you a smashing tortoise that is so famous? Don't you dare to go to war? Don't you even dare to go to the stage? If so, you will roll back to your dreams." More practice for hundreds of years, eat more milk and then come out and throw people away."
Many disciples on the scene laughed.
The disciples of the Black Fields made a loud laugh.
"Little kid, roll back to eat your mother's milk, don't be a shame!"
"If the hairs are still not long, they will come out!"
Some disciples of Jinfenglou screamed maliciously.
It took only a decade or so for Huang Xiaolong to enter the Vientiane. Compared with these sectarian disciples who have practiced for hundreds of years and thousands of years, they are indeed only small children.
Listening to the screams of the black domain and the disciples of Jin Fenglou. The blood knife ancestors said coldly: "Abolish him."
Huang Xiaolong should be, look up. Coldly watching the black field on the stage, the Jiangmen Peak, the body shape flashed, and came to the sea emperor's altar.
Jiang Feng saw it and sneered: "I didn't expect you to dare to come up, that's good. Now, I will completely abolish you and take revenge for Wang Xi's younger brother!"
"You don't know. In fact, just now, what I showed is only half of my strength. Now, I will let you see how strong my true strength is!"
Jiang Feng said that the whole body breath is completely released and released.
Its momentum is actually more than half stronger than before.
When the disciples of the black domain made their eyes, they even shouted: "Jiang Shixiong, abolished him!"
"Abandon him, let him roll back to eat milk!"
Suddenly, the figure of Huang Xiaolong standing opposite Jiangfeng disappeared. When it reappeared, everyone saw that Jiang Feng, who was releasing his momentum, was raised by Huang Xiaolong’s left hand.
The black domain of the screaming disciple is suddenly dumb.
"Your strength is really strong?" Huang Xiaolong looked at Jiang Feng with indifference. Then, the right hand was a punch, and the bang of Jiang Feng’s chest was screaming like a firecracker.
Jiang Feng screamed.
"Go back and eat your mother's milk?" Huang Xiaolong's right hand is another punch.
Jiang Feng’s chest was beaten without human figures.
"You still have to abolish me?" Huang Xiaolong's right hand hit a third punch. This punch hits his chest, but there is no sound, but Jiang Feng has painful eyes, a kind of liquid from the mouth. Nasal, ear. The eyes squirted out.
"Stop!" Liu Mengyuan, the master of the black domain, can no longer sit still and cried. A horrible pressure came from its body. If the volcano suddenly exploded, the world would change color. Except for the ancestors in the field, everyone would breathe as if they were pressed by the giant mountain.
At this time, another horrible power surged into the sky, this pressure, full of violent, bloody, overbearing.
The two pressures collided, the space was like a thunder, and the air flow was in turmoil.
Some ancestors, the door master was shocked, and quickly shot to protect the surrounding disciples.
"Liu Mengyuan, this is the sea emperor's grand ceremony. Do you want to ignore the sea, ignore the rules of the sea, and intervene in the altar?" The blood knife ancestors coldly said.
The one who just shot is the blood knife ancestor.
"If the sea people don't care, then I have to be disciplined to teach you." The blood knife ancestor continued.
Liu Mengyuan, the owner of the black domain, is ugly.
However, he also knows his own mistakes, snoring, did not say anything, his eyes stared at Huang Xiaolong, the eyes, people are scared, anyone can see, the black domain of the door master Liu Mengyuan moved Killing.
Huang Xiaolong’s face was indifferent, as if he did not see Liu Mengyuan’s killing in his eyes, and a fist hit the Jiangfeng in his hand to the altar.
At this time, Feng Jiayun, the owner of the Feng family, stood up and announced: "This scene, Vientiane's disciple, Huang Xiaolong wins." Speaking of this, glance at the Quartet: "Please also abide by the rules of my sea emperor's grand ceremony, the next time you intervene Don't blame us for not talking about feelings."
Although there is a heart-rending black-field creation, at this time, Feng Kaiyun can only stand up and say so.
Moreover, Liu Mengyuan, the master of the black domain, is indeed ignoring the rules of the sea. This makes Feng Kaiyun and the ancestors of the seas, and the homeowners are somewhat angry.
Defeated the black domain of the Huajiang Gate, Huang Xiaolong did not leave, they stayed on the altar, because there will be other sects and Haizu disciples to fight themselves, simply on this altar, once in battle, will be All solved.
"Who else, I want to go to power with me?" Huang Xiaolong's indifferent voice swayed over the square, the robes were windless and automatic, with the high posture and the imposing temperament, not the young disciples' eyes.
Feng Yingying sat on the throne of the sea emperor, always with a smile, and looked at Huang Xiaolong with great interest. Although Huang Xiaolong punched the river, he showed amazing power. However, on the surface, Huang Xiaolong did not surprise her.
Perhaps, the strength of Huang Xiaolong is in her opinion, but it is also Err?
Huang Xiaolong’s voice has been falling for a long time, and no one is still on the stage.
In the scene, many Jinfenglou, the black domain for the gate, and other sectarian disciples are the late tenth-order of the ancient gods, and even the tenth-order late peak strength, although they want to go to power, but before the Feng family, Feng Kaiyun specified the bone age, so, If you are over the age of bones, you will not be able to come to power.
"Nobody came to power?" Huang Xiaolong's voice was as calm as before, but his eyes turned to Guo Jia Guo Jun, the first of the Haihuang Festival.
Everyone's eyes brushed down to Guo Jun.
In the eyes that everyone expected, Guo Jun stood up in the cold. (To be continued)