After driving the corpse 9 years ago, it was suddenly discovered that it was a fairy

Chapter 143 West Sea God of War
There is no moon tonight.

The night was as black as ink.

Several of them are not low in cultivation and can see things in the dark, but compared to Bian Lang, the rest of them can see a little closer.

"Brother Bian, what's going on ahead?" Dugu Qiusheng asked nervously and excitedly.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "Rare customers."

Liu Yi shook his head, Bian Lang's ability to show off, really deserves a beating.

"If you're lucky, you can get another treasure gourd." Bian Lang added.

Liu Yi and Dugu Qiusheng instantly understood that the person blocking the way ahead came from the West Sea Dragon Palace.

Unexpectedly, Song Feng still had contact with Xihai Dragon Palace.

But this visitor from the West Sea is not necessarily here to find Feng Xiao.

Maybe Xihai Dragon Palace has a way to track the treasure gourd.

On a windless night, suddenly there was a breeze.

There was a fishy smell in the wind, which made Feng Xiao feel a little queasy.

But this smell is very familiar to her.

She immediately came to Bian Lang, cupped her fists forward and said, "I don't know why the prince is blocking my way here?"

"Master Feng Cave, I don't like killing, so kill yourself." A cold voice came from the darkness ahead.

Feng Xiao chuckled and asked, "His Royal Highness has also become Song Feng's dog?"

"It's all about mutual fulfillment." The man's voice was calm.

After seeing too much wind and waves, if you can still be provoked by words, it would be a failure.

Bian Lang asked with a smile, "You know that guy?"

"Ao Cheng, the Ninth Prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace." Feng Xiao said.

Bian Lang teased: "Prince? Why not the prince?"

"The prince has to be born of the Dragon King of the West Sea. It is already a great honor for this adopted one to be called a prince." What Feng Xiao said was true.

But this truth, to Ao Cheng's ears, is the most vicious irony in the world.

If possible, he doesn't want the title of prince, he just wants to be a dragon general.

Bian Lang said: "No wonder, if it wasn't Xi Hai's waste, how could he be hired by a scum like Song Feng? A waste and a scum are a good match."

Feng Xiao was stunned, she never thought that Bian Lang could be so ruthless when he scolded people without profanity.

Sure enough, Ao Cheng in the dark rushed to kill after hearing this.

There are a pair of small dragon horns on his forehead, his skin is as white as snow, and his silver hair is covered with a head, he looks very handsome.

He held a long sword in his hand, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"Are you the corpse chaser who makes the empress think about it day and night?" Ao Cheng was not in a hurry to do it, and wanted to find out the details of the enemy first.

Song Feng had already invited many people, but all ended in failure.

The end of failure is death, so Ao Cheng needs to be more cautious.

Feng Xiao said angrily: "Ao Cheng, keep your mouth clean."

"Your empress wants men, everyone knows it, why are you ashamed to admit it?" Ao Cheng had a playful look, looking very unbeatable.

Liu Yi and Dugu Qiusheng have seen how big and powerful the world on this side of the river is. Would an empress who can rule such a huge empire want to be sidelined?

How is this possible!
Feng Xiao said angrily: "Today I will teach you a good lesson for His Majesty."

While speaking, Feng Xiao patted the storage bag on his waist, and immediately shot out several flying swords.

Ao Cheng stood still, but when Fei Jian came in front of him, they all stopped.

"Ordinary people dare to compete with gods?" Ao Cheng's tone was full of contempt.

Bian Lang teased: "How dare a big worm call itself a god?"

The corner of Ao Cheng's mouth twitched, and he waved lightly, those flying swords hanging in front of him quickly turned around and reflected towards Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao turned pale, knowing that she was too reckless.

Ao Cheng is known as the God of War in the West Sea, and he is a leader among many masters in the West Sea.

She is a monk in the alchemy state, so she can't compare with it.

Bian Lang pulled Feng Xiao behind him, and said with a smile, "As an employer, when you are in danger, you should hide behind."

"Be careful, this guy..." Just as Feng Xiao was speaking, he saw those flying swords that were originally shot suddenly turn around and stab Ao Cheng straight, which was very strange.

Even Ao Cheng's face changed drastically.

Clang clang.

The flying sword had already hit Ao Cheng's body.

But Ao Cheng has dragon scale body protection, which is very hard, and it is by no means a magic weapon of this level that can penetrate it.

"This guy is really invulnerable." Dugu Qiusheng's eyes widened.

Liu Yi didn't speak, but felt that as long as Bian Lang showed his Pangu axe, he could split Ao Cheng in half.

Even the dragon scales on the body of the Dragon King of the West Sea can be easily split by the Pangu axe.

If Ao Cheng knew that Bian Lang had a Pangu ax in his hand and could swing it, he would have escaped long ago.

Ao Cheng's face was ferocious. With a wave of his right arm, his long sword neighed.

There are white awns rising into the sky, reflecting the night sky, and disturbing the wings of the surrounding birds.

Bian Lang ignored Ao Cheng at all, and asked with a smile, "Brother Dugu, do you want a dragon horn?"

"That's good." Dugu Qiusheng knew that the dragon's horn was a very precious treasure.

Anyway, in that prison land, this is something that I dare not even think about.

"Death to me." Ao Cheng was also furious, and quickly swung his sword.

Obviously he was already so angry, but those people behaved very easily, as if he was a juggler in a circus.

When a sword fell, the sword glowed like a dragon, wrapped in lightning, and the roar shook the sky.

Feng Xiao's delicate body trembled slightly, and she didn't know where to hide.

"Standing behind Bian Lang is safe." Liu Yi whispered.

Feng Xiao knew that Bian Lang was very powerful, but what appeared in front of them at this moment was not a mortal, but the God of War of the West Sea.

Although there are many sons of the Dragon King of the West Sea, none of them are good-for-nothing. On the contrary, Ao Cheng, who was adopted, is particularly upbeat.

It can be said that the stability of the West Sea depends entirely on Ao Cheng.

When the sword light came, Bian Lang stepped forward with a sudden step, and the golden light burst out all over his body, completely dissolving Ao Cheng's sword light.

Ao Cheng was shocked, swishing his sword continuously.

Even if he had condensed his whole life's cultivation, he still couldn't penetrate Bian Lang's golden light protecting his body.

"I accept this pair of dragon horns." Bian Lang turned around and appeared beside Ao Cheng.

Before Ao Cheng could react, he felt a stabbing pain on his forehead, and a pair of dragon horns were broken off abruptly.

But Ao Cheng resisted the pain, and made a backhand with a sword.

The fact that the dragon's horn was severed, if he could stab Bian Lang to death with a single sword, it would be regarded as regaining some face.

Unexpectedly, the long sword stabbed in front of Bian Lang, and it seemed that it was only a little bit close, but it could no longer stab the first half of it.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "Ao Cheng, is this the God of War in the West Sea? Could it be your mother granted it to you?"

"Noisy." Ao Cheng was extremely angry, and the veins on his forehead popped up.

However, anger alone still couldn't stab Bianlang.

Ao Cheng reacted very quickly, immediately gave up his weapon, turned into a black dragon, and rose into the sky.

The mountains and rivers trembled, and the birds and beasts were startled.

Bian Lang threw the dragon horn to Dugu Qiusheng, and asked with a smile, "Have you ever seen a dragon without horns?"

"It's the first time seeing the living dragon." Liu Yi said.

Dugu Qiusheng corrected, "I haven't seen a dead dragon either."

"That's because you haven't seen it before." Liu Yi had an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Feng Xiao's face was ugly, and he said in a quack voice: "Bian Lang, be careful of Long Yan."

(End of this chapter)