Peerless Martial God

The black rope is led by the Lord of Hell. His eyes are mostly concentrated on the battle of the upper level of the Emperor. Although the Song Emperor set up the battle platform, the victorious person can become a member of the city corps, but here There is no platform for the Emperor's level, and it reaches the level of the Emperor. If you are willing to enter the city's main army, the city government will not give them a place.

If they are strong, this position will be good. If it is only ordinary Emperor, then even the realm of the Emperor is just treated ordinary.

Therefore, the strongest level of battle here is the level of the upper emperor.

However, the young men and women who are led by the black ropes are more likely to fall on the other two levels of the platform. The daughter of the black rope is the lower realm of the Emperor, while the descendant of the Song Emperor is the middle. In the realm of the Emperor, this person is named Wang Zhuo. It is the blood-stained generation of the Song Emperor. He is a powerful man. He has also been on the battle platform and has achieved a record of victorious battles. He is in one go, and Lien Chan does not stop. Wei Minghe, when he was the next Emperor, the middle emperor feared him seven points, not because of his identity, but because of his strength.

Born in the militant Songdi City, there is no strong fighting power. Even the descendants of the Song Emperor, they are not paid attention to. The Song Dynasty has ruled that one of the ten cities has not known how many years, the descendants of the city’s main government have many, Competition is also fierce. These people also want to be in important positions, but everything must be based on strength.

"Wang Zhuo, you said that today there are several outstanding people who want to win a hundred battles, invite me to see, I don't know if you said that people are on the battle platform." The black rope collar is not black, on the contrary, his skin White, as if I haven't seen the sky for a long time, but the black rope hell, I heard that it is a world that is good at the fire, and the black rope commander is so white, it makes people strange.

Not only the black rope **** is very white, but his woman is even more so. The so-called white cover is ugly. Moreover, his daughter Qin Yao is not ugly at all. On the contrary, it is very beautiful, especially in the United States. A few minutes of people, even more people can not look straight.

"Let's look at the man." Wang Zhuo pointed to one of the figures that had just stepped onto the battle platform. This person is huge, like a bucket, giving people a feeling of being bulky. However, when he stepped on the stage, the whole The battle platform seems to be shaking, moving, as if it might collapse at any time.

"The strength of strength is only his figure, can he keep up with the pace of others." The black rope leader smiled and said, but his voice just found himself wrong, not only wrong, but also very wrong, because The man defeated a challenger as soon as he got on the stage. His speed didn't look so fast, but it made people seem to have no way to avoid it and directly hit the other side.

Wang Zhuo saw this scene with a smile, saying: "This person is called the Black Prison. His attack is like a dark prison. As long as he attacks you, no matter how fast you are, it will be useless because he will You are imprisoned in his black prison. This person can win the victorious record on the battle platform of the next Emperor today. If he is the master, he can be transferred to the Black Hell."

Wang Zhuo’s words are very confident. The black prisoners are as famous. The rule of law that he is good at is not only the law of death, but also the law of gravity and the law of space. His body looks awkward, but his head is not stupid. On the contrary, his understanding is very Gao, he was able to fuse the law of gravity and space law almost perfectly, and then fit the power of the law of death to achieve his black prison, so he is also quite famous in the nearby generation, a lower emperor wants to be in Song Being famous in the imperial city is not an easy task. The black prison is obviously a person with real skills.

"Of course, if Qin Yao Princess goes up, the black horror will not be able to win the victorious record." Wang Zhuo smiled and glanced at the black rope to lead the other side of Qin Yao, this random voice undoubtedly let the black rope command and Qin Yao prefers Wang Zhuo. Not only is it powerful, but also polite to others. No one will dislike the exaggeration of others. Therefore, people who do not praise the words are always easy to get the favor of others.

Lin Feng also noticed the black prison, not only noticed, but also looked quite fascinating. It is not easy to integrate the law into this perfect situation. Lin Feng’s mind even began to involuntarily start to make a decision in his mind. There seems to be a scene in which he uses the rules of the earth and the law of space to use black **** attacks.

At this point, on the battle platform, Wang Zhuo pointed to the direction of a median emperor's battle platform. There, he just stepped on a black sword repair. His body is not like a black prison, but a very well-proportioned. It seems that every inch of skin is just right, his face is gray, his eyes are gray and godless, you can't see any expression from that eye, or he has no expression at all, because his eyes are awkward.

"This person is called sword blind, blind, but his sword is not blind. On the contrary, it is extremely strange and terrible. In the Song Dynasty, even many very powerful emperors are not willing to face this swordsman. "Wang Zhuo smiled and introduced to the black rope commander: "This person can win the victorious record on the battle platform of the middle emperor."

Wang Zhuo’s voice is still confident, as if he is as confident as himself.

The sword-sworded sword is indeed blind, and he has another blind person's ability, just a sword, like a sword outside the sky, directly stabbing his opponent, a cruel sword, making people feel the back of the cold sword.

"The sword of the scorpion is even more terrible than the sword of the person with eyes. His eyes are on the sword." The black rope commander believed in Wang Zhuo’s words, and he was blind and able to win the battle of victorious.

"Let the adults, you look at us." Wang Zhuo pointed to the front of the observation platform where they were sitting. The half-waist land of the stairs had a pavilion. Many people in the pavilion sat and could sit there. The people who are in the possession are all those who have already achieved the record of victorious battles. At this moment, there are no fewer than 20 pavilions.

"I know that these people are people who have a hundred battles and victorious achievements." The black rope leader smiled.

Wang Zhuo nodded. "They can already become a member of the city government. But now they are still here. They must know the reason, they want a bigger reputation, and they beat other victorious achievements. Strong, so that they will be more dazzling, and once they enter the city government, they will enjoy the privilege."

"I heard that if you want to defeat the nine strong players who also have a victorious record, you can qualify for the privileges of the city government. This is not an easy task." The black rope leads the white face and smiles, at first glance It is impossible to see that he is a powerful Emperor of the Hell who leads the party.

"And, they should be together to get together today, otherwise ten people who have a hundred-game victorious record, it is not so easy to get together." Qin Yao smiled softly and looked at Wang Zhuo: "So, you Invited me and my father to come to watch the martial arts today."

"Yin Yin has a good heart." The black rope led the laughter.

"I heard that Qin Yao Princess wants to enter the city's main government. Today, I invite them to come. The princess can shine." Wang Zhuo smiled and nodded at Qin Yao, and suddenly a beautiful smile appeared in Qin Yao's beauty. Wang Zhuo’s words are undoubtedly a compliment that she can beat the other nine people who have a victorious record. She is of course happy.

In Songdi City, even if the daughter of a party in **** wants to enter the city, it is necessary to follow the rules and rely on its own strength, not privilege.

Among the pavilions in the middle step of the observation martial arts, those young people have sharp colors in their eyes. They all heard the words of Wang Zhuo. It is not so easy to let a leading daughter defeat them and stand up.

"The black prison is the next one. It seems that I want to take a strong battle to win the battle. I don't know what characters will come out to stop him." Those people thought secretly, only at this time, another person took the battle. Taiwan is a young man in a show, dressed in white, very quiet, but everyone was surprised to see him appear, of course not because of his strength, but because his cultivation is actually a territory.

"Let me see your specific repairs?" At this time, one person vacated the body and said to Lin Feng. Although the platform is free, the city government is still bound by others. Otherwise, it is not a chaotic battle. There may be some hidden means.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, released the power of several laws, felt the strength of Lin Feng's law, and suddenly the man nodded slightly and said: "The next Emperor, you can fight!"

After all, his figure did not enter the crowd.

"This person is strange." The black rope leader looked at Lin Feng, and the white face showed an inexplicable look. The hidden method of this person could even be smashed.

"Although the method of concealment is quite powerful, but those who are victorious and do not shoot, want to block the black prison, it is unlikely." Wang Zhuo said casually, while he spoke, like a giant **** like a black prison Stepping out of the footsteps, suddenly the platform thundered and rumbling.

"Hey!" I saw the black prison sticking out like a futon. Suddenly, Lin Feng’s body appeared an illusory black prison. Just like everyone else, even if you know what he wants, he can’t resist it. It is the power of the black prison, and once it is close to the black, no lower emperor can resist his terrible power.

"The battle is over!" Wang Zhuo's smile is still so confident, just as the black prisoner is about to break, the void suddenly trembles, then he suddenly feels a violent gravity pressure, and then an illusory prisoner He appeared, and the pressure of terror fell upon him and imprisoned him.

"The means of the black prison!" The crowd's pupils shrank slightly, and then the bang banged, and the young man who was imprisoned by the black prison burst into a prisoner's fist, and then stepped forward, as the same gust, toward The black prison that was imprisoned by him blew past.

Another burst of loud noise came out, and the black prison also smashed his prison. The fierce fists made the roar of the void, as if the wind blew, and the two horrible forces collided. The huge body of the black prison glided towards the rear, and the body that looked so thin in front of the black prison was steady!

The confidence on Wang Zhuo’s face disappeared with this punch, and his smile was also stuck there!