Heavenly Emperor

1358. Chapter 1358, the King of the Kings does not work either.

    Chapter 1358, the King of the Kings does not work either.

    People are speechless, looking at the winter home.

    Many people want to say, old fellow, don't talk, every time you are silently hitting your face, why not long-term memory.

    But they dare not say that because they can't afford the old man.

    "Great, my brother -"

    "Play well, what army, in front of the powerful genius is slag -"

    "Big brothers, where are the mixes, drink together for a while!"

    "My generation is a model, one person is doing an army!"

    There is also no fear of the Simon family, the Stone Gambling conference in Xianling City is about to begin, and recently there are Stone Inscription Master and Supreme Talent from Great Influences.

    Some of Supreme Talent's Influence is not weaker than the Simon family, and it is exclaimed at the moment.

    They have no scruples, and they are not as afraid of the Simon family as the native Martian Artist of the Fairy City. They want to say anything.

    Cow!

    Some genius laughed, and they were amazed at it, regardless of the ugly Ximen Junyi and Ximen Yang.

    Puff puff–

    There are always soldiers falling down. These soldiers are also the Heaven Extremity Realm, and the strongest is 9th-Layer Heaven. This is an elite of Ximen.

    Originally, I wanted to force Jiang Yun to kill, and I could smash Jiang Yun in a moment.

    However, the facts are far from what they expected. Jiang Yun alone screamed this army and continued to have Martial Artist fallen.

    Like a True Dragon rushing into the flock, killing.

    "The direction of the Tao, although thousands of people are going to squat -" Jiang Yun laughed, the sword was killed, the enemy was invincible, and there were always soldiers flying around.

    Ah ah ah

    "No, I don't want to die-"

    "Damn, Simon Jun, who you are provoked, I am killed by you!"

    "Paralysis, a jealousy, killed so many of us."

    At this time, the soldiers screamed, fleeing in horror, no longer showing awe in Ximen Junyi, more resentment.

    If not Ximen Junyi, how could they be chased.

    The Great Spirit City is shaking!

    More and more Martial Artists gathered here, and they were shocked by a underground bus, stunned at the teenager who controlled the flying sword to kill.

    I am Cao!

    What did you see?

    People exclaimed, they actually saw a teenager chasing an elite army. Is this a hell?

    "This fellow, still so fierce -" Zi Xun also got the news, and it was beautiful.

    Although Jiang Yun has been seen in the Human Sovereign Mountain, the goddess of the invaders has been chased.

    But at this moment, watching Jiang Yun chasing an army, there is still a feeling of ridiculousness. Who is the devil?

    And the butler is spinning around at the moment, turning around like an escape: "How is this possible-"

    From the initial anger, to the later shock, to the fear, and then to the complete collapse, he wants to escape.

    "Stand up, bully the slave, tremble under the arm, wait for the Young Master to punish -" The End of the World, the lion will shoot in the past, and will fly out with the butler, forcing him to kneel.

    Although there is no Martial Dao cultivation base for the time being, the flesh body is extremely strong, and there is also a spiritual cultivation base.

    It was not a confrontation with the butler. It was directly forced by the Tianya Magic Lion and squatted in front of Qing Ruoshi.

    And the housekeeper's body trembled, trying to squeeze out a smile, looking at Qing Ruoshi: "If Miss Shui, I am loyal to the palace, just want to ensure that the Inheritance of the palace is constantly changing, Miss is not to be confused by them -"

    "When you attacked me, can you think about it now?"Qing Ruoshi said faintly, no more words.

    The Allure has nothing to look at and the housekeeper, faintly said: "Shut up, say more words, destroy your family -"

    And the housekeeper's body trembled, pale, no longer dare to say more.

    Puff

    The last soldier was killed, the bones of the street became mountains, and the blood waves flooded the streets. Jiang Yun's foot blood, white-clothed blood-stained, step by step close to Ximenyang.

    "Stand up – don't come over, or I will kill you–" Simon Yang holds the sword, his mouth is shaking, his body is sifting, and he is screaming.

    He was completely scared at the moment, and this is simply a death.

    The elite army of 10,000 people, only a tea time, was all killed by the flying sword, his heart is bleeding, this is a huge loss.

    More importantly, he is in fear at the moment.

    There is no previous arrogant domineering, there is no Commander imposing manner, and the rest is only fear, watching the devil step by step.

    "Damn, how is this possible?"The winter house is whispering, and he feels hot on his face.

    The people around him looked at him. This old man predicted the mistakes in succession. Why are there still faces standing here?

    Looking at those eyes, Dongjiasu is very eager to find a hole in the moment.

    Only Zi Xun and Allure in this place can be calm, because they have seen Jiang Yun's TRUE strength.

    Even if the Martial Dao cultivation base does not break out, Jiang Yun is still very strong.

    Because his mental strength has reached forty Rank 4, comparable to the 4th-Layer Heaven's spiritual cultivation base, even if it is because of the curse of the curse, the mental power can not be fully applied. But it can also be a king, not a normal Martial Artist.

    Jiang Yun’s mouth showed a smile, he thought it was a kind smile, but in Ximen Yang’s eyes it was a devil’s smile.

    "Don't come over–" Ximenyang kept going back, and the sword couldn't hold it anymore.

    Jiang Yun said faintly: "Are you afraid?"

    "Nonsense, this is a commander, how can you fear this kid–" Ximen Yang roared, but still constantly retreating, guilty.

    Jiang Yun looks calm and faint: "Why is your hand shaking?"

    "This is a habit, this is a habit of shaking hands, looking for death–" Ximenyang denied, and at the same time smashed out with a sword and killed Jiang Yun.

    Puff

    Jiang Yun shot, a sword to kneel down the hand of Ximen Yang.

    "Your Majesty -"

    The mental power of frightening was crushed toward Ximenyang. The spiritual strength of Ximenyang was not more than 30 steps. Where is Jiang Yun’s opponent, plus the already scared.

    Flop

    Lying directly on the ground, like a dragonfly, shivering.

    laugh–

    Jiang Yun raised his hand to create a mental shackle, and locked Ximenyang to the ground, so that he kept squatting there, and his body continued to bleed until the blood ran out.

    "Don't–" Ximen Jundi trembled and slammed his sigh.

    Jiang Yun is cold and indifferent: "I count you -"

    laugh–

    Ximen Junyi was also shackled by the mental power, and he was squatting around Ximenyang. He was bleeding, as long as the blood was exhausted, he would die.

    People sucked in the cool air, this fierce person, even the Ximen family's direct related Martial Artist also dared to make it.

    "Junior, you are too much -"

    A thunder burst, the sound came to everyone's ears, only an old man descended from the sky, watching Jiang Yun indifferently, and he reached out to lift the shackles of Ximen Junyi and Ximenyang.

    "It's best not to mess around, or they will die now -"

    A faint voice came, and Ximen immediately slammed his hand and did not dare to continue to risk the shackles of Ximen Yang and Ximen Junyi.

    "Junior, you are looking for death, this king has to teach you Lord's home, teach you how to behave. Some people, you are destined to be uncomfortable – "West Gate is cold and indifferent, looking at Jiang Yun.

    Jiang Yun looks indifferent, squinting to the west gate: "Relying on the old and selling old things, really regard yourself as a person, the quasi-king is great? The young master killed by this Young Master is more than you have ever seen, go away, or die-"

    Mania!

    Arrogant!

    Domineering!

    This is the cognition of everyone. A young man dares to speak with a quasi-king man. He wants to know that Ximen Dang is a cultivation for nearly a thousand years, Martial Artist, an old quasi-king.

    But the city is unparalleled and Zi Xun does not think so, Jiang Yun said not to vain, killing a lot of quasi-king.

    "Small beasts, no one has spoken to the king for hundreds of years. This king will let you know what is under the king today, all of them are mole crickets and ants -" Ximendang’s face sank, raising his hand and slap Jiang Yun pulled over.

    Little mole crickets and ants, rebellious king, sin is unforgivable!

    (End of this chapter)