Chapter 776: Hot blood boiling

? With the elders of Lu actually soaring, in the twinkling of an eye, Wu Haoran and other people who were still very excited were exposed with a blank look. -<>-
"Zongwu, another martial artist!"
"How is this possible? How can Stars and Zongs send Zongwu!"
For a time, Wu Haoran and the three elders around him were exclaimed.
Zongwu, they couldn’t think of this Lu’s elders as the existence of Zongwu.
The previous excitement disappeared at this moment, and the face became somewhat difficult to look. The idea of ​​holding the big flip was originally collapsed and disappeared...
If you say that, originally, he saw that the old man of Wanjia is the strength of the martial arts, can resist several royal martial artists and kill, now, there is no hope.
The other side also has martial arts, and their advantages disappear again.
This is like letting them climb the sky from the ground, and then fall from the sky to the hell, cruel.
"Zongwu." The old man of Wanjia also slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu’s elders. His look changed slightly, and then he asked quietly.
Obviously, he did not expect to appear Zongwu here.
Northern Xinjiang, for their mainland China, belongs to the general existence of the barbaric land. In the eyes of those in the mainland, the northern Xinjiang is synonymous with backwardness and weakness.
So, they have always faced the northern Xinjiang with a small attitude.
In particular, the Zongwu people, in their view, as long as they are Zongwu, come to the northern Xinjiang, it is definitely the most powerful existence.
In the northern Xinjiang, there are certainly martial arts people who are not fake. However, these martial arts martial artists, otherwise, are some old guys who can’t hide in the world, or else they have already gone to the mainland to continue their promotion. There are almost no Zongwu people who operate in the northern Xinjiang. This is why there is no Zongwu in the Northern Longbang, because the Zongwu people have withdrawn from the ranks.
The great perfection of the Imperial Warrior became the strongest existence under such circumstances.
The old man of Wanjia, no matter how unexpected, they came to the northern Xinjiang, the first stop, they met the Zongwu, and in this case.
"Hey, Wanjia, now quickly retreat, return to the mainland, my star zen will never pursue this matter, otherwise, above the holy mountain, you must not eat and walk." The momentum climbed to the peak, Elder Lu looked at the old man of Wanjia and said faintly, in the words, with an irresistible momentum.
This is the momentum that the strong man naturally sends out.
"Retreat, hahaha...star sect, do you think that you were the star sect of the mainland that was called for thousands of years ago.
It’s ridiculous, I want to let my family retreat. You still don’t have this qualification. You have to fight and fight. Today, I have to see what your abilities are. "When I heard the elders of Lu, the martial arts of Wanjia faintly sighed.
"What is the ability of our Stars, so if you want, fight." Seeing the old man who said this, Lu’s eyes suddenly coldened and coldly shouted.
In an instant, the momentum of the two martial artists is intertwined in the air.
A strand of invisible air waves spread out over the surrounding world, making people move, especially Wang Chen, who is in it, is even more empathetic. This is the strong, is this the strength of the martial arts? This is his first time, so close to the feeling of the most powerful momentum of the Zongwu.
Although I felt the momentum of the Oriental Niu Hao, but it was just a slap in the face, although I felt the momentum of the tens of thousands of martial artists, but it was not so intense with another martial artist. The collision, they simply did not fully exert their full strength.
This is the tyranny of the martial arts.
Wang Chen has a little more yearning in his eyes.
"This martial artist gave me, you solve the rest of the people, kill." After a moment, Lu Lun shouted to Wang Chen and others.
"Hey, Wu Haoran, since you gave up the last chance, then fight." Hearing the words of Elder Lu, eight enshrined and sneered.
"War!"
One roar, three offerings, five offerings, eight offerings, and the elders around the two kings, the two elders, the three elders, and the five elders all soared, their body shape flashed, and they were in Wu Haoran and Wuyoumen. The eyes of the eyes went straight ahead.
"Yinyue, Shang." Immediately afterwards, Wang Chen snorted and shouted toward the burning moon around him.
Under Wang Chen’s sigh of light, Yanyue made a loud roaring sound, and his body flashed into a purple light and shadow, flashing into the crowd. Today, the speed of Yanyue is actually higher than that of eight. For those who are enshrined in these nine-order imperial warriors and even the great perfection, they are not weak at all, and their speed is extremely fast.
The first one to enter the crowd is awesome.
The purple light flashes, the cold light cuts through the sky, and the claws of the Yanyue become cold soldiers, and the killing that belongs to it begins.
At the same time, in the rear, Wang Chen’s wrist shook:
蝎皇,上!

蝎皇, yes, Wang Chen was summoned together at this moment.
Today, Wang Chen has reached the ranks of the sixth-order imperial warriors, but the emperor is still in the ranks of the eighth-order imperial warriors, there is still a certain distance from the ninth-order imperial warriors, fighting, for the monsters, absolutely It is the fastest way to improve your strength.
So, the Emperor needs more battles, and Wang Chen will not let it kill in such a scene.
Blood is the most basic condition for a beastmaster.
The white light flashed, and the crystal-clear body of Yan Huang appeared in the eyes of everyone.
After leaving Wang Chen’s arm, the emperor quickly became bigger, and in a twinkling of an eye, it became a mighty scorpion, not just a head, because its shape was not inferior at this moment. The shape of the moon, the growth rate of the Emperor, is really shameful.
呛呛...
In the eyes of everyone, Huang Huangfu waved two huge pliers that shimmered in the cold, giving a crisp sound like a metal collision.
吱吱吱吱...
Looking at the enemy in front of you, the Emperor screamed excitedly.
The voice is low and hoarse, but it can't conceal the excitement of the emperor. As the ancient beastly beast king, the blood flowing in the emperor's body is the blood of the militant, the smell in the bone can't be changed. What's more, after being tempered by Wang Chen, he incorporated a part of the blood of Shenwu, the blood of the gods, and the militancy. This is the representative of the battle. After being integrated into this atmosphere, the Emperor is even more belligerent.
Moreover, it is also clear from the memory of the inheritance that it wants to improve as soon as possible, and it is necessary to endless battles.
"蝎皇." When the emperor appeared, there was a scream in the crowd.
"Yu Huang, hey, I didn't expect this ancient beastmaster." He licked his lips, and the old man of Wanjia showed a greedy look in his eyes.
蝎皇, the ancient beastmaster, the reputation in the mainland is much louder than in the northern Xinjiang.
He naturally knows what the emperor represents, and if he can get the emperor, how much benefit can he get,
"Hey, beasts, begging to be mad." Under the drive of greed, a light drink, the old man's body flashed, he must go straight toward the emperor.
The strength of the eighth-order imperial warrior, he can clean up between his hands and feet, so he will not give up such a good opportunity.
"Your opponent is me." The next moment, when the old man went straight to the king, Lu’s elder figure flashed and blocked his faint squat in front of him.
"Roll." Seeing that his own path was blocked, the old man flashed a trace of cold, and under the temptation of Emperor Huang, he suddenly launched an attack.
The two martial artists battled into a group.
And with the Yanyue and the Emperor's attack, Wang Chen is also a body flash, swept into the crowd in a blink of an eye: "War!"
An angry drink, Wang Chen directly blocked a middle-aged man from Wanjia.
"The nine-level peak of the Emperor Wu." Feel the strength of this man, Wang Chen's face changed, Shen Sheng said.
Yes, the 9th-level peak of the Emperor Wu, not only this man is the strength of the enchanting peak Emperor, the other middle-aged man of 10,000 is also the strength of the 9th-level peak Emperor.
This time, Wanjia can be said to be prepared for the trip to northern Xinjiang.
Although the martial arts within the family are hampered by the regulations of the Northern and Central Plains, they are unable to send the martial arts. However, the two imperial martial artists sent by them are definitely the top martial artists.
More importantly, they sent a martial artist to sit in town for the sake of insurance.
Under this, it can be said that it is guaranteed to be foolproof.
If so, theirs had to go to Black Sea City to find Wang Chen's trouble before this. Perhaps, Wang Chen was really unable to resist, but it is a pity that it is now here.
The emergence of Lu’s elders, so that everything in Wanjia’s preparations will be overwhelmed and all their plans will go bankrupt.
Feeling the strength of the ninth-order peak of the imperial martial artist on the opposite side, Wang Chen’s eyes are full of glory, and his heart is full of enthusiasm.
The 9th-level peak of the Emperor Wu, who licked his lips, Wang Chen showed a hint of excitement.
The refining of the eyes of Suzaku, after the strength of the ranks of the sixth-order imperial martial arts, he has a huge improvement.
Today, his strength can already compete against the ordinary 9th-order imperial martial arts, and the last time, at the level of the fifth-order peak of the imperial martial arts, facing the ninth-order peak of the royal martial artist of Yaowangmen, he was embarrassed. This makes Wang Chen always have a knot. Now, once again, he meets the ninth-order imperial martial artist. Wang Chen is of course war-torn.
This is the second time he has fought with such a strong man. Moreover, the other party is the ninth-order empire of the martial arts in the mainland. It is not the ninth-order empire of the northern dynasty. One of the giants.
The ninth-order peak of the imperial warrior, how strong the strength will be, whether he can resist, how big the gap between the two.
This is all Wang Chen wants to prove, a constant pursuit of a strong heart, a heart that constantly climbs, let him boil at this moment, see no ads please -<>-
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