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Wu Qianming waved his hand and pointed to a slightly higher position below.

Then he turned to talk to Ling Tianyu.

The dynasty is destined to not coexist peacefully. Now that the border is still fighting, of course he will not greet these two princes with a smile.

Li Shiyi and Qin Wuying had no choice but to walk down aggrievedly. Thinking about this differential treatment, they felt a little uneasy in their hearts. .

Chapter 87, one person, one sword, white clothes and white robes, second more

After watching the various performances for nearly half a day, I have to say that these performances are not bad, especially Ling Tianyu sees it from the eyes of a man. One of the shows, a group of dancing girls, is really dazzling.

At the end of the show, a burly man who was wearing blood-stained armor but exuding a slaughter aura, showed his sturdy aura, and at first glance, he was a peerless general and stepped into the ring.

It was the great general of the dynasty who had tested Ling Tianyu in the hall, with a cultivation level, and he was a profound realm ~ Jiuzhongtian.

"You want to come up to me one by one, and accept the test of my imposing manner. If you can stand up, you can participate in the next battle. If you can't stand up, go back and practice more."

The general of the dynasty was rude, and when he came up, he yelled.

However, Ling Tianyu didn't mean to look down on him in the slightest. This guy, seemingly rude, was actually a goblin.

In front of the emperor, as a military general with great power, he must not show his scheming, that would be death.

As the general's words fell, the young generals in armor jumped onto the ring with proud and confident expressions on their faces.

Taking a look, Ling Tianyu found a young man with the most outstanding talent in it. He was not young, around 80, but he had already reached the fairyland. , looks quite similar.

The general looked at the group of young generals who came up, nodded, and then a bloodthirsty aura overwhelmed the entire arena. In this breath, there was absolute blood, and he was worthy of being the iron-blooded general of a dynasty, under his command. The dead enemy soldiers may be piled up in an abyss.

Wherever the momentum passed, everything was like a sea of ​​blood, and when the general took over the momentum, there were very few people who could stand, only a dozen people.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the young generals who fell to the ground and couldn't get up from the ring.

"Very well, then I am now in the name of the general of the dynasty, starting with the big competition, the future pillars of my Tianwu Shen Dynasty, show your demeanor."

After the general finished speaking, he walked off the ring. By the way, his descendant was also within the range of coma.

Let some generals secretly curse shameless in their hearts.

Knowing that the evildoer will bring a heavy blow to the hearts of these young generals, it is shameless to leave his descendants behind in advance.

Ling Tianyu looked at the group of young generals who were wary of each other, smiled slightly, and stood up after the two princes stepped onto the ring.

With his movements, the eyes of the entire audience were inexplicably placed on him, which was a sense of existence.

Without any momentum, he walked to the ring step by step, looking at the eyes of the young generals and the two princes, the smile on his face was as indifferent as water, he gently pulled out the sword from his waist, and in an instant The momentum is soaring to the sky, a sword intent, straight to the sky.

One person, one sword, white clothes and white robes.

The style is all over the place.

At this moment, the eyes of the audience are focused on this, and countless ministers and generals are all in their hearts.

"This sword intent, Xuantian Jiandian, no, why does it feel more mysterious than Xuantian Jiandian, is it an illusion?"

The general touched his chin, and after some thought, he subconsciously touched a wound in his abdomen that had already been repaired. Back then, he was beyond his own power and challenged Ling Qinghai.

He could not forget that sword.

The martial arts killing fist, the momentum of a hundred victories, and the indestructible armor are all useless under that sword.

Chapter 87, One Man, One Sword, White Clothes and White Robe, the second update -->>(page 1/2), please click the next page to continue reading.

The martial arts killing fist, the momentum of a hundred victories, and the indestructible armor are all useless under that sword.

"Let's go together, just have some knowledge in your heart. If you face it alone, you have no chance of winning."

Looking at a large group of dignified opponents in front of him, no, they can't be regarded as opponents, just two princes at the peak of the holy realm, who can fight with him, and the rest is a sword.

These teenagers scolded their fathers or grandparents in their hearts. Why didn't they tell them that there was such a perverted evildoer?

The age can be seen from the bone age, 20 years old, but the cultivation base, what the hell is a blur? Overtake them at 20?

· Ask for flowers ·

Have you lived on a dog's stomach for so many years?

If things can only be done now, His Majesty is watching from the high platform, and if they back off, it will be self-destructing.

Ling Tianyu was still holding the Tongxuan Sword in his hand at this moment, and if he took out Xuandu, he chopped all these guys to death with one sword, which would be embarrassing.

A large group of young generals waving martial arts killing fists, or holding long spears, rushed up with iron-blooded aura.

Ling Tianyu was about to use his sword just now, but after looking at the lineup on the other side, after thinking about it, he put the sword back.

...

Solving these guys with Daojianjue is a bit like hitting mosquitoes with anti-aircraft guns, which is overkill.

His hands condensed mysterious brilliance, and he patted it lightly with one palm.

Three thousand seals in the sky!

As soon as a palm print fell, the illusory world emerged, and the entire arena was shrouded in it.

These young generals who rushed up all collided with Unreal Dutian, without the slightest resistance at all, and were directly suppressed.

"boom!"