Chapter 2932: War Emperor Returns

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Jiefan stood in the air, his eyes lighted.
Zhan Wuyuan was able to get a lot of opportunities!
This is the help from the Eastern World!
Jie Fan hesitated, not to mention that Zhan Wuyuan was worthy of being named as the God of War. Despite his hard work so far, his strength is still not cheap. The key is the attitude of the East War World, which made him the most jealous !!
Instead, Wu Wuyuan sneered and raised his palm: "Why, Wan Liyu rushed to this place, but dare to give me a hard hand?"
Jie Fan heard that gloom appeared in his eyes: "Why can the East War World help you?"
Zhan Wuyuan sneered: "Want to know so much? Why don't you go to the Eastern World War and ask yourself?"
"you!"
Jie Fan has gritted his teeth for a while, but the ban passed down from generation to generation by the Jie family has made him dread!
He isn't even sure now. Will there be support from the Eastern Warriors behind Zhan Wuyuan's exit?
If so ...
"It's a big deal, you have to decide it yourself!"
Thinking of this, Jie Fan smiled coldly: "Well, there is no battle, you were just a defeated army. This time, you will only lose even more!"
"go!"
Jie Fan left his sleeve, but Jie Ming was slightly stunned. Although he saw the indomitable imperiousness with his own eyes, the father did not fall too far!
But his father's life was insurmountable, and Jie Ming could only wave to the blood guards to evacuate.
Zhan Wuyuan was arrogant and sneered: "No."
Having said that, Ke Wuyuan has no polite hands, and gathers the immortal power in his palm. Although the power is far from being a full blow, he can win at the speed.
"Be careful!"
Jie Fan, who had just emptied the air, was suddenly stunned, and his sleeve robe was waving, which was also a smashing of immortal power.
Nai He Zhan Wu Yuan's hand is too tricky. Even if he can resist, Yu Wei is scattered and difficult to control.
The most important thing is that this palm makes it clear that it is not for him! It's against a group of Blood Guards!
Sure enough, I saw Yu Wei disperse, Tao Dao Lian mixed with the power of extinction, and the neat queue of the Blood Guards was immediately chopped out of a vacuum.
The eyes of Jie Fan were cracking. The Blood Guards were all elites. The key lies in the presence of Yu Wei. The two immortals were also killed on the spot!
The most annoying is that this is the person who killed him in front of him!
The key thing that makes Vatican Fan angry is that there are no people from the North Korean War to make him give back his teeth.
"No battle, you ..."
Even if Jie Fansheng drank indignantly, Wu Wuyuan would not be moved, and he would not bother to answer, but Zhang Feng continued to gather a magical power.
Jie Fan looked in his eyes, his face was more gloomy, but he had to wave and leave.
There is no way, he will fight hard. He and Zhan Wuyuan will not say who wins and who loses, but as long as the latter thinks, he can kill these blood guards with a single hand.
Just after leaving, Jie Fan turned back to sarcasm: "Zhan Wuyuan, this account book emperor has been written down. I did not think of your dignified northern war world war emperor, but now you have used all these subordinate methods. It seems that you Nothing more! "
Zhan Wuyuan laughed without saying a word, but after watching the Vatican go away, the immortality of the palm gradually dissipated.
Jie Fan is right, he is indeed more fierce than the heroic war emperor.
If the former emperor of war wanted to kill the enemy, he would run over all the way.
However, it was once.
Today, Wu Wuyuan knows clearly that the disintegrated northern warfare world cannot be contended with the natives of the world.
The most important thing is that in the past 100,000 years, Wu Wuyuan also understood a truth.
It is not enough to be brave and immortal. To revenge Xuesha, it must be more vicious, cruel, and even despicable than the clan method!
"It's time to meet the descendants of my warring family."
Zhan Wuyuan murmured alone, thinking of the young man he was taken out of the starry sky, and couldn't help laughing: "There is that boy, but now I am Dan Shikeqing of the warring family!"
"Oh!"
The figure flickered across the sky!
Until the sunset, Liutian City was still full of mess and ruined walls.
In the hall, Zhan Jinrong lost his hand, worries a lot, and Mu Haoyu is not much better. The two can still touch each other's toes from time to time.
"My God, please come back!"
If Zhan Wuyuan had made a mistake, he would just live a few more days, and even rely on Jie Ming's fierceness. The next time he invades, the blood guards will only lead more!
However, at this moment, I saw a rainbow, tearing the horizon of the river basin!
The horrible breath in all directions suddenly made Zhan Jinrong tremble, but then his eyes were full of excitement: "My lord is back!"
Mu Haoyu was so refreshed that he waved his hand: "Get ready for the return of my emperor!"
In the city of Liutian, several immortal monks walked out of the intact mansions, and so did the powerful ones, even Qin Yichen was no exception.
Not long after, there are many figures in Liutian City. Although they are in a run-down situation, they can stand alone, and they all have a place in the northern world.
The array of black flags was neat, and a number of evil stars followed behind Zhan Jinrong, but Lin Huaxian beckoned Qin Yichen and signaled that he was on his side.
Even Feng Zhengying and other Danshi teachers were all excited and cheeky. They had just been humiliated by blood, as if they had found the backbone of the master!
This is indeed the case, and only battlelessness can lead them to kill a path.
"boom!"
On that day, the streamer flashed to the sky above Liutian City. The man stood with his hands on his shoulders. His facial features were masculine and handsome, carved like swords and swords.
"Is this Liutian City?"
Zhan Wuyuan recalled, but even when he was named emperor, he ignored the barren land.
At the beginning, the imperial city was towering, the strong one was like a cloud, it was prosperous and prosperous, and it was so famous. Now, there is only this desolate city left.
But Zhan Wuyuan knew in his heart that even in this desolate city, many people had to fight to protect him.
Taking a deep breath, Zhan Wuyuan's eyes flashed countless emotions. After all, he landed steadily.
Looking at the man who was quite similar to Ying Wu in his eyebrows, Jin Rong was in a state of excitement at this moment.
The armor is covered, walking on the steps, bowing and holding fists, to welcome my emperor!
"The warriors are not filial and the younger generation fights with Jin Rong, and I welcome my king!"
"The ancestors of Tianlin City's pastoral herds have a good reputation, and I welcome my King!"
"Old Feng Zhengying, Wang Aolin, Lu Bailiu, lead my colleagues in the North World, and welcome my king!"
Shouting loudly, just to meet their emperor.
Just looking at Zhan Jinrong's golden armor, which had obvious scars, Zhan Wuyuan had a sore nose and took the initiative to step forward to lift his figure.
"Jin Rong, these years ... you worked hard."
As soon as this word came out, Zhan Jinrong's heart couldn't bear anymore. He was a strong man in battle armor who was fighting with blood, but his eyes were red and the tears couldn't stop flowing. "No bitterness, no bitterness, it is Jin Rong's incompetence that has made my warriors down to this point ..."