Immediately, Huang Xingteng's mouth moved slightly, clearly speaking.
On the other side of the Budotai.
Ye Wuque smiled to deal with the fanatical worship of all the members of the Qiren Mansion. Everyone knew that he was still in the process of fighting for the mansion and palace.
Sitting back on their stone bench with Wang Shian, a ray of light flashed in Ye Wuque's plain eyes.
He once again felt deep gratitude from the Seventh Prince!
There is no doubt that Luo Haokun's death in this battle was a huge gain that was beyond expectation for the Seventh Prince!
After all, he is an extraordinary alchemist!
The entire king will not add up to more than two hands!
How could the Seventh Prince not be surprised? Not grateful?
The loss of an extraordinary alchemist like Luo Haokun in the Palace of Foreign Disciples would be tantamount to breaking one arm of the three princes, and the serious consequences brought about are self-evident, just like the strange people's palace in the past few years!
The first to bear the brunt is to lose the endless source of Shenhuo Pill!
And here in the strange man's mansion, now there is itself, and the silver fire pill will be endless. The difference between the coming and the going is big!
"So far, everything has gone smoothly, so we just have to wait for the strange man's mansion to have the last laugh in this mansion palace battle."
Ye Wuque's thoughts surged.
At this moment, a figure not far away stood up, with great momentum!
"Haha! Today, there is Grandmaster Que in my Qiren Mansion, which not only regains its glory, but also gains a lot. Then this advantage must be maintained! Let me do it now!"
With a long laugh, it was the sloppy middle-aged man who stood up from the Qiren Mansion and one of the earliest confidants of the Seventh Prince...Zheng Boyan!
With a squeak, Zheng Boyan rushed to the martial arts platform like a meteor, a vast wave of fluctuations overflowed, surpassing all the members of the strange man's house in front!
"Brother Boan, come on!"
"Old Zheng is up to you!"
"Fuck the palace of foreigners! Destroy them"
"Grandmaster Que is invincible, Lao Zheng, you can't lose the face of Grandmaster Que!"
...
The group of people in Qiren Mansion even waved their flags one by one, cheering for Zheng Boan!
"Those of the palace of aliens, your grandfather Zheng is here! Why? Are you a turtle? No one dares to come up?"
On the martial arts stage, Zheng Boan condescendingly looked down at all the members of the Foreign Warrior Hall, sneered and spoke, with an undisguised strength and dominance!
All the members of the Hall of Disciples suddenly glared at him!
"Zheng Boan, you are crazy!"
"What are you? Don't be afraid to stop!"
"Cut you!"
There was a roar in the Hall of Foreign Warriors!
"Cut me? Come on! Grandchildren!"
boom!
Zheng Boan looked up to the sky with a long smile, and the fluctuations all over his body suddenly exploded, like the Yangtze River, which also proved his strength...the silver peak! !
Zheng Boan turned out to be only the silver late stage, and it has been going on for a long time, and he has never had a chance to break through. But in the past month, he has taken three silver fire pills, and the stagnant cultivation level finally loosened, and finally Baizhigan Going further, breaking the shackles and reaching the peak of the Silver God!
It seems like a half step, but the combat power has increased too much!
All the members of the Hall of Foreign Warriors gritted their teeth at the moment, their eyes were choosing people!
But at this moment...
call out! !
A silhouette of a cloak hunting and hunting flashed into the void like a big Peng, silently, and landed on the martial arts platform under the shaking eyes of all the members of the Palace of Foreign Warriors!
This person is the one who is covered in a cloak and cannot see his true face!
He actually appeared!
In the distance, Huang Xingteng looked at the cloak figure on the martial arts stage, and his narrow eyes flashed with a cruel and meaning!
"Fantastic Mansion, are you ready for fear..."
On the martial arts stage!
Zheng Boan saw this cloaked figure suddenly coming onto the stage, his eyes condensed slightly, for some reason, he felt a kind of unknown unpredictability and...horror in this person! !
This person is like... the devil!
But Zheng Boan was not afraid, but sneered and said: "You who hide your head and show your tail don't dare to show your true colors? Or are you so ugly, afraid to scare everyone?"
Opposite, under the cloak, a pair of indifferent eyes suddenly appeared, sweeping towards Zheng Boan, and the terrible light that seemed to be like a torch flashed away! !
In the audience, Ye Wuque and Wang Shian stared slightly at the same time!
Wang Shian's complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly got up and shouted at Zheng Boan, "Boan!! Give up!!! Hurry!!"
The sudden voice shocked everyone!
On the martial arts stage, Zheng Boan heard Wang Shian's roar and his pupils suddenly shrank sharply! !
He understands the Deputy Hall Master, and the sudden roar of the Deputy Hall Master must prove that the man in the cloak in front of him is definitely not an existence he can deal with!
The words of the deputy hall master can never be wrong!
Without any hesitation or anxiety, Zheng Boyan directly shouted: "I recognize..."
Wow! !
But before the last word "lost" could be spoken, Zheng Boan felt an infinitely terrifying wind rushing over his face, covering him like a hundred-level world-destroying storm, and forcibly blocking his last word. In the throat! !
In a daze, he saw a very slow but extremely slow palm swept across, without a trace of fireworks, like a faint cloud across the sky!
"not good!!!"
But Zheng Boan's souls burst out instantly here, the pores on his body were upside down instantly, and his soul was trembling! !
"Drink!!"
With a loud shout, he frantically pumped up the power of his body, but instead of attacking, he wanted to avoid the protruding palm!
But the next moment...
Puff! !
Zheng Boan's whole body suddenly stiffened, and the boiling fire filled his body, but it was extremely chaotic. He trembled slightly, and slowly lowered his head to look at his chest!
There, I don't know when a palm appeared, but it had already penetrated his chest like a long knife! !
On the back, blood flowed across, spewing like a column! !
In front of him, the cloak figure was close at hand, Zheng Boyan's throat trembled, and the blood in his mouth continued to overflow as if he didn't need money. His face was already pale, he stared at the cloak in front of him, but the only thing he could see A pair of indifferent and terrifying eyes!
With all his strength, Zheng Boan moved forward a bit, as if he could clearly see the face in the cloak, his pupils suddenly shrank sharply! !
"You, you are..."
boom! !
The roar burst, Zheng Boyan's words came to an abrupt end, because his whole person split in two directly from his chest, and the man in the cloak was directly divided alive! !
It seems that the hand of the man in the cloak is like a long knife that can split the sky! !
With blood splashing and red-staining the void, Zheng Boyan's two corpses fell messily and smashed on the martial arts stage! !
One move! !
Zheng Boan at the pinnacle of the silver gods didn't even have a chance to shoot, so he was killed by the cloaked man! !
"Old Zheng!!"
"Do not!"
"Brother Boan!!!"
"Ahhhhh!! Old Zheng!"
...
All the members of the Qiren Mansion changed color suddenly, and almost everyone screamed! !
too fast!
Everything is almost reaching its limit!
Except for a few people in the whole scene, many people didn't see exactly what happened. The light of intuition flashed, and Zheng Boyan was dismembered! !
"Boan!!"
On the nine-headed silver sculpture, the seventh prince also sighed with sorrow, and for the first time showed a sense of anger in his eyes! !
"Hahahaha! Good to kill!!"
"The waste of the strange man's house!! How does it feel?"
"Zheng Boan! What about the veteran of Qiren Mansion? It's not a dead body!"
There was a boil in the Palace of Foreign Warriors, all the members were grinning, and the evil suffocation in their hearts spewed out! !
On the martial arts stage!
The man in the cloak was stained with Zheng Boan's blood, standing like a demon god!
A pair of indifferent and terrifying eyes refracted from the cloak, sweeping all the strange people's mansion, a strange sonorous, indifferent, apparently disguised voice fell, like a looking down on the ants, high above, without a trace of emotion.
"The next ant."
