Godly Luck Upgrade System

"Yang Jian, Huang Tianhua, Nezha, you lead the army to go!"

Xu Haotian pretended to stare at Li Kui and said without good breath. Subsequently, personnel were assigned.

Li Kui heard this, first slightly a Leng, but immediately as if thinking of something, scratching the dustpan like head, embarrassed to laugh.

When!

Yang Jian saw this, but did not want to greet Nezha. They both quickly retreated. At the same time, the three pointed knife stabbed straight out.

Zhao Lingfeng laughs wildly, at the same time, his whole body, with the speed visible in the right eye, shriveled down. Finally, the sound of touch, into fly ash.

"Ha ha, it's late. Everything is late. Come out, the strong man of southern regions

Yang Jian was the first to find out the wrong. Reach out and shake at the dagger. However, the dagger just shivered a little and then broke away from Yang Jian's grasp.

"No, that dagger is not a good thing. Come on, stop it!"

Originally calm and incomparable, the dagger suddenly vibrates without warning.

At this time, Zhao Lingfeng, a crazy face, chopped off a palm and put it on the body of the dagger.

The rest of the ministers fled in terror. The scene was a mess. Yang Jian three people are dignified to see Zhao Lingfeng's short sword in his arms. There is a bad feeling in my heart.

At first glance, the dagger looks too old. However, there was a sharp breath from the top, which made several Dynasty officials close to be cut into pieces by the sword Qi. He died in an instant.

Zhao Lingfeng's eyes showed a crazy color, and then roared to shred the black cloth in his arms, revealing a simple, full of vicissitudes of life.

"The soul of the southern region is unsealed!"

"Since you can't talk well, you can die together."

Zhao Lingfeng felt the horror of Yang Jian. The heart has been sinking into the bottomless abyss. He was as pale as death, and he didn't sit down again, but laughed wildly.

"Xu Haotian's children deceive people too much. In this case, the emperor will fight to death, and he will also pull on the back of you

One of the young people is beautiful, a pair of tiger eyes in the middle is a dark purple closed vertical eye, it seems that this person is very strange. However, it was Erlang who showed up as a saint, and Yang Jian arrived. Huang Tianhua and Nezha looked at the people below with a smile.

Just then, a loud voice came. Then several figures appeared in the void above everyone.

"Well, which is the emperor of Qi? Stand up for benzhenjun, or die!"

Zhao Lingfeng's arms tightly hold a long black package, is shaking the body, face is also very nervous. It was quite different from the impassioned expression on the first day.

Zhao Lingfeng, the king of the state of Qi, and a kind of civil and military official, are standing in front of the palace.

The common people are even more closed, for fear of hurting their own lives. They don't care too much about who is king. As long as the king can make them live a good life.

At the moment, there was a tense and solemn anger in the capital of the state of Qi. Soldiers in heavy armor were standing on the third floor and the third floor outside.

Yang Jian raised his head and laughed. He held a three pointed knife and flew to Wangdu. The other two also laughed and each led a team of men and horses to kill in the city.

"Ha ha, Tieniu, you'd better take a rest. We can do these little jobs."

The three pointed sword is infinitely extended and tied on the short sword. However, the dagger did not change at all. Instead, the three pointed sword was strongly rebounded.

Yang Jian's mouth was so bloody that he quickly stepped back.

"What is that?"