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Chapter 163 Whose Arrogance? (Continue to subscribe)
At the end of the royal palace avenue, Yan Qiufeng walked towards the royal palace with the three god kings of the Pantheon and his confidant guards.

He walked quickly, and almost saw the vision with his front feet, and his back feet arrived.

Regardless of whether King Yan is dead or alive, at this time, the closer he is to the power center of the dynasty, the better he can make a fuss!

"Prince, the king has ordered that no one be allowed to enter!" A guard shouted angrily to stop him.

Yan Qiufeng stopped and looked at the guard. The guard subconsciously straightened his back, but Yan Qiufeng slapped him out!
boom!
The power of terror is vented!

The guard was hit flying and severely injured. He looked at the rest of the guards who were about to move, and said loudly: "My father has encountered a big calamity. Now is the time for me, the eldest son, to stand up. No matter what you think! At this time, you must give I put away my careful thoughts!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Qiu opened the way miraculously, no one dared to move forward, and led a group of people to the palace.

"He is really a big dutiful son."

Zhao Wubai was in a bad mood as he drank the wine, so he said unhappily at this moment: "To see your father, I have to bring three god kings from the Pantheon, and one is the master of the capital of the King of Yan, such a rare filial son Sun."

"Don't say a few words." Bai Qingyuan pulled Zhao Wubai back, and said via voice transmission: "Could it be that you are the only one who saw it, and still speak so loudly."

Yan Qiufeng, who was walking in front, twitched the corners of his eyes and flashed his sullen look, but he didn't even stop in his footsteps, so he pretended he didn't hear Zhao Wubai's words.

First lead people to go inside the palace. "There will be opportunities to deal with you in the future! And the mountains, seas and caves behind you!"

Yan Qiufeng is unwilling to spend time on cats and dogs. At this time, every minute and every second is precious.

Looking at the back of Yan Qiufeng leaving, Zhao Wubai's heart moved, "We will follow too." He pulled Bai Qingyuan into the palace.

"They won't let in."

"That was just now." Zhao Wubai dragged Bai Qingyuan and entered directly while the guards were still in a daze.

"I'm afraid something terrible will happen to the Dayan royal family today." Bai Qingyuan was pulled in and found that the palace was heavily guarded. The two of them took their breath away and walked into the palace.

Zhao Wubai breathed out the alcohol, "Hehe, the king of Yan, the first hero, did not expect to encounter misfortune in his later years, so Yan Qiufeng is really a coward."

"Why did you become vicious?" Bai Qingyuan complained helplessly.

He looked up at the large formation in the center of the palace, the broken sword where life and death intersected, and he felt a bad feeling, it was an early warning.

*******
"I didn't expect you to come." Yan Beichen guarded the harem, the inside was empty, the concubines had already evacuated, and there was no one inside.

Yan Beichen stood still and was surprised to see Wei Long.

Wei Long stopped his pace, saw this scene, thoughtfully, "Where is Yan Hao?"

"Yan Hao is well protected." Yan Beichen only told Wei Long this, looked behind him, and said, "Today, this ugly family will make you laugh."

Wei Long turned around, and saw Yan Qiufeng and his group approaching at an extremely fast speed.

Yan Qiufeng looked at the main hall where King Yan usually practiced. It was so bright that he couldn't feel any breath from inside.

"Is he really dead?" A stone fell in Yan Qiufeng's heart, and he walked inside without stopping.

Yan Beichen was the first to step forward, and the supernatural power of the god-devil king exploded, and he shouted: "You have no chance to summon the eldest prince, so hurry up and leave!"

"Get out of the way!" Yan Qiufeng looked at Yan Beichen, "You were blinded by the fall of the father, I want to enter immediately!"

"Who said the king fell?! If you lose your way and know your way back, you will have no chance to retreat when you reach the last step!" Yan Beichen warned, "That's the king's cultivation of treasures. When the king finishes training, he will liquidate you!"

Yan Qiufeng looked at the big formation above his head, he circulated the magic energy all over his body, the power of the big formation was aroused by him, and the arrangement of more than 30 years was activated at this moment!
A small half of the power of the formation was blessed on him, and he directly touched the threshold of the God and Demon King!
He looked at the Giant Spirit God, "Stop this old slave Yan Beichen!"

Yan Qiufeng looked at Wei Long, who was watching the fun, and felt a little unhappiness in his heart, full of murderous intent, "Kill that kid again! You dare to meddle in the affairs of the royal family. Afterwards, I will ask the criminal Lingxu Cave."

Yan Qiufeng walked towards the palace ahead.

The palace is like a giant beast crawling on the earth, about to devour the heaven and the earth, motionless like a mountain.

Yan Qiufeng also had hesitation in his heart, but at the moment, he had no choice but to make a move. It would be best if Yan Lifeng died, and he would give him a face.

If he does not die, he will let him die!

However, upon hearing Yan Qiufeng's order, Juba, the king of giant spirits, did not move, but looked at Ming Qian'an.

Ming Qian'an waved his hand, signaling to listen to Yan Qiufeng for the time being.

Ming Qian'an looked at everything in the palace with great interest. Soon, everything here would be branded with the Pantheon. He looked at Yan Qiufeng who was walking in front, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Leave this God King to me." A voice sounded out of place.

Wei Long, who had been ignored, pointed at the giant spirit king lightly, and said to Yan Beichen.

Everyone was stunned.

The originally dignified and stern atmosphere became cheerful at this moment, "Just you?" The giant spirit king looked at Wei Long with disdain and smiled sarcastically.

He clenched his big hand like a cattail leaf fan tightly and clenched it into a fist the size of a casserole pot. "Do you really think that you dare to challenge the king of the gods because you are the king of the little Yan dynasty?"

"Ming Qianan?"

Under the blessing of the formation, Yan Qiufeng had a trace of kingly air. On his ordinary face, with obvious impatience, he looked at Yan Beichen who was still blocking the front.

If he and Yan Beichen were to fight, let alone respectable or indecent, they would really be defeated.

But isn't it time for the Pantheon to show its value?

Otherwise, why let him give support in the future.

"Giant Spirit God King, go and deal with Wei Long, and make a quick decision. Spirit God King, block Yan Beichen." Ming Qian'an glanced at Yan Qiufeng.

Sure enough, I didn't see any other masters of the cave here, nor did I see the elders of the royal family. Even Zheng Yuehui really left. It can be seen that Yan Qiufeng still has some talents, and with the blessing of the formation, he is equivalent to a weak man. · The power of the god and demon king.

In contrast, they still have the initiative.

The only variable is the unexpected Wei Long.Since this person doesn't know how to live or die, Ming Qian'an doesn't mind letting him die. He is not the Snow God King, and he doesn't care about Wei Long's name at all.

It's not that the king of gods and demons is just a rookie after all!

"Eldest Prince, are you really obsessed with your obsession?" Yan Beichen asked again, "Do you know that colluding with the Pantheon and seeking the throne is to cut yourself off from the human race?"

Hearing Yan Beichen's scolding, Yan Qiufeng suddenly laughed. He looked at Yan Beichen and saw through the trick, "Yan Lifeng is really dead, he is really dead, if he is still alive, how can he tolerate all this occur!"

Yan Qiufeng said to Ming Qian'an: "Come with me! That old guy is really dead, maybe that little thing is refining the artifact, it's delaying time."

"You are really blinded by power!" Yan Beichen couldn't accept it at the moment.

He had expected Yan Qiufeng's rebellion long ago, but Yan Qiufeng became like this, the way he regarded King Yan as an enemy, and the entanglement with the Pantheon made him furious.

Yan Beichen slammed out his palm, pointing at Yan Qiufeng.

On the other side, Ling Xin, the spirit god king, stepped forward and slapped him with a palm, and the torrential force exploded directly on the palace.

Ling Xin took a few steps back, but still caught it.

With a long breath, Yan Beichen slammed out another palm. The endless starlight in his palm overflowed, and he took the dragon and snake away with his palm, taking the first step to strike again.

Seeing the movement of this figure, the giant spirit king wanted to support him.

I saw a young man with unparalleled bearing standing in front of him, "Your opponent is me!"

"Follow me!" Yan Beichen's palm was slightly blocked by Yan Qiufeng's power of formation, and he called Ming Qian'an to fly towards the palace.

And the people who followed Yan Qiufeng, there were many strong gods and demons, were killed by Yan Beichen's palm at this moment.

With this delay, Spirit God Wang Lingxin entangled Yan Beichen again, and Yan Qiufeng and Ming Qian'an were able to find a gap to run to the rear hall.

On the square of King Yan's main hall, Wei Long confronted the giant spirit god, Yan Beichen stood with the spirit god king, blood was all over the ground, they were Yan Qiufeng's entourage, and Yan Qiufeng and Ming Qian'an turned to Yan Qiufeng. Go to the palace.

At this time, it is a duel of peak combat power!
Ordinary stratagems don't work.

Yan Qiufeng and Ming Qian'an didn't care what happened to King Yan anymore, given them this opportunity, they would definitely take it down.This is the best opportunity. King Yan's foundation is damaged, and the vision cannot be faked. If you don't die, you will die. It's better to die!

"Since you want to die, I can only let you die!" The king of giant spirits has been provoked by Wei Long once, and this is the second time.

The power of his whole body soared, standing upright, turning into a giant of more than ten feet, and smashing the jade floor reinforced by special means.

Juba is like a small hill, and his strength can be called terrifying. Looking at Wei Long, he smiled cruelly, "Die to me!"

The terrifying divine power of the Giant Spirit God directly locked onto Wei Long. He smiled confidently. It was a shackle of divine power at the level of a god king. He could already foresee that Wei Long would become fleshy under his divine power.

Arrogant human genius!
Click!

The shackles of the giant spirit god's divine power made Wei Long feel that a mountain seemed to cover him. This is a god king, and no god king should be underestimated!

Just, "Too weak!"

A thunder dragon armor intertwined with thunder and lightning covered Wei Long's whole body. He punched out, and the bones were completely revived, and everything was smashed with infinite power.

boom!
Ju Lingshen and Wei Long clashed fists, and a terrifying impact appeared in the center of the two. This was a collision of pure power.

Pure and scary!
There was already a piece of bone on the giant spirit god's fist, and the blood of the god was splattered. On the other hand, Wei Long just retreated a few kilometers, leaving a drag mark on the wide square.

The giant spirit god's eyes suddenly turned red, it was an angry flame, he directly revived all his divine power, and the mountain-like figure swelled again.

"Second axe!" Wei Long refused to give him a chance.

Enveloped in divine and demonic aura, he came to the high sky first, and looked at the giant spirit god chasing him, with a cruel smile on his lips. I'm afraid the god king has not figured out who is the arrogant one.

Ten bright lotus flowers flew out from Wei Long's palm, covering the upper and lower directions, and then Wei Long's body flashed with lightning, and he rose into the sky again.

"No!"

The moment the 'Water Fury Fire Lotus' exploded, this protoss god king known for his fury and rage suddenly calmed down, but the spark of art—the explosion had already happened.

(End of this chapter)