Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"What are you talking about? Lao Bangzi, come first, come first. Do you understand?" Fat Qian's eyebrows stood up and jumped up from his seat. It was like a ball that suddenly bounced up.

"Bold, dead fat man, my grandfather has spoken. Don't you get out of here." The woman surnamed Xue said in a high pitched voice, her hands on her hips like a proud rooster.

"Shit ancestor, what kind of waste offspring, what kind of waste is old and unfit. It's the first time to see a large number of people who are so shameless and meddle in the affairs between younger generations. Bah..." Qian fat man spit on the ground. A look of disdain.

"Hehe, snow Wuyang, you old man, who has been missing for so many years, is still so shameless. As a level eight emperor, you bully a teenage baby." An old man sitting at a nearby table sneered.

Xue Wuyang's face was ugly. "Yang Xiao, I teach some boys who don't know the superiority of heaven and earth. It's none of your business. The dog takes the mouse and meddles in his own business."

"Brother, this old boy is so wonderful that he even scolds others as dogs and himself as mice. Is he mentally ill?" The fat man whispered in Ye Wufeng's ear, and his voice was a little loud.

"Hahaha..." who were there? One ear worked better than the other. They listened clearly and immediately burst into laughter.

"Little fat man, you have seed. You dare to scold the third ancestor of the snow family as a mouse. I'll take good care of you." Someone fanned the flames and shouted.

"I didn't scold him. He said he was a mouse." Qian Pang's face was flattered.

"Vertical son, you seek death!" Xue Wuyang became angry with shame. The murderous spirit suddenly appeared in his eyes. The momentum of the eighth level emperor rose into the sky and patted it with a big hand.

Qian pangzi couldn't prevent it. He didn't expect that the old guy should be so shameless and make a sudden move in full view of the public.

"Boom..." with a loud noise, the palm was right in his chest. The red light on Qian Pang's body flashed, and the artifact automatically protected the Lord.

"Poof ~" he spewed blood and flew out upside down. Even the artifact did not completely block the angry palm of the eighth level emperor.

Fat Qian got up from the ground and yelled, "I grass your ancestors, you shameless old immortal, how dare you sneak on me. You're fucking dead. I'm going to destroy your ten families."

Xue Wuyang couldn't help narrowing his eyes. His angry palm didn't kill the little fat man. He just vomited a mouthful of blood and got up. The red light suddenly appeared just now, an artifact. The boy had an artifact to protect his body. He was hot at heart and showed a greedy color in his eyes.

"Open mouthed boy, I'll teach you a good lesson for your parents. Come here." Snow Wuyang stretched out his big hand and a strong suction sent out. Qian pangzi immediately felt tight and flew forward involuntarily. Now snow Wuyang doesn't want to kill him. Even if you want to kill him, you should first grasp the artifact and then kill it.

"Pull the sword and cut the sky." Ye Wufeng was furious. He suddenly took out the yaori golden sword and cut it out in an instant. The golden light flashed past, tearing the space and directly cutting off the suction that bound Qian pangzi.

I didn't expect that the old guy would suddenly deal with the fat man, so he didn't have time to stop it. Watching the fat man hurt and spit blood, he had an unknown fire in his heart.

With a loud roar, like spring thunder, "roll..." the sound surged out.

"Poof..."

"Poof..."

Those dandies who started shouting gushed out a mouthful of blood and couldn't stop falling back.

There is more than a large space shock. Most or less integrate the rules of earthquake into the acoustic attack. Where can several King levels bear it?

Big and little slowly grew up and looked at it coldly.

In an instant, these dandies felt that they were in the midst of ice and snow, and were stripped naked and thrown directly under the freezing ice lake. It was cold all over, and the cold seeped into the bones. At this moment, they even doubted whether they were dead.

Xue Wuyang's face was ugly. The younger generation who followed him was hurt under his eyes. His eyelids jumped suddenly. His eyes fell on the yaori gold sword. It was an artifact. It was an artifact again. He had been a little hooded. When was the artifact so worthless? One hand?

"How dare you hurt people in front of me again, boy? Who are you?" Snow Wuyang asked proudly.

"Hum, don't rely on the old to sell in front of Ben Shao. You shameless old man dare to hurt my brother." The majestic murderous spirit burst out, "I want you to die!"

The green light behind Ye Wufeng suddenly flashed, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Nine Star step" appeared behind xuewuyang in an instant and suddenly waved a sword.

"Six fold sword pulling, cutting the sky." The combination of the six swords is as fast as lightning. The sword outside the divine sword blows and cuts the enemy's neck horizontally.

Snow Wuyang immediately stood upside down. At the moment when ye Wufeng disappeared, a strong sense of danger appeared. It was so fast, too fast. Even the Ninth level emperor had never seen so fast. His eyes could not catch the opponent's track. My heart was shocked. A smell of killing came from behind. The old guy had rich combat experience. He didn't have time to turn back and rushed forward directly.

"Boom..." the sword awned fiercely on the neck of snow five sheep, cut into three parts of the meat, and the blood light suddenly appeared.

"Hum..." the eighth level emperor Dongtian automatically appeared to protect the Lord, and the divine sword could not continue to cut in. At the moment when he saw Dongtian appear, he knew that he could not cut off the head of the old thing, and immediately shook his body.

The sound of "wind dance" melted into the wind, followed up, pasted it, raised his foot and kicked it hard.

"Bang..." the voice was not loud, just kicking on the ass of snow Wuyang.

Snow Wuyang stumbled a few steps. As soon as he stood firm, he immediately turned back. The light on his body flashed continuously. A snow-white jade sword appeared in his right hand, and a huge snow shield on his left hand stood in front of him. He was wrapped in thick snow armor.

"Jiudiezhentian fist, Zhentian"

Da Shao kept on in shape and rushed to him. He combined nine fists and rushed to Xue Wuyang directly.

"Boom..." the energy surged, and a circle of shock waves spread layer by layer, like a hurricane blowing out of thin air. All the tables, chairs and benches around were blown away. The most tragic thing is that those dandies who were nearest were affected and flew out again, spewing blood and injuring.

"Kacha... Kacha..." the huge snow shield that blocked the big or small blow was overwhelmed, and there were arachnoid cracks. It was broken inch by inch. Although it was huge, it was just a semi artifact refined from Holy materials, which was immediately discarded in the face of huge impact.

"Xueguang cut" saw that the defense was broken, and xuewuyang was calm. He immediately replaced defense with attack. With a sword, Xueguang cut through the sky and cut to the big and small face door.

"Instant wind step"

"Seven stacked stars and moon chop"

Dashao danced in the wind behind him. Lingyun's wings opened, and the green light shook violently. He rushed out one step and rushed to the extreme speed. Dashao didn't dodge in the face of the sword cut by xuewuyang, but just tilted his head slightly to the side.

"Boom..." the space surged, and the two figures flew out backwards.

"Poof..." Ye Wufeng was in the air, a mouthful of blood gushed out, his waist twisted, turned two somersaults in the air, fell to the ground, retreated five steps to stabilize his body, his shoulder was red with blood, and was cut by the sword.

On the other side, snow Wuyang flew upside down and hit the ground hard. He slipped out and hit the column in the hall a long way before he stopped. He reluctantly stood up, spitting blood from his mouth, dyed his hair red, and his hair bun was scattered. He looked very embarrassed. He held a broken sword in his right hand and shook constantly. What's more serious, a left arm fell to the ground and was cut off by a sword.

Snow Wuyang looked at the young man opposite who cut off his arm. His eyes showed hatred, disbelief, unwilling, panic and regret.

"Hiss..." everyone in the hall was shocked and took a cold breath.

From the beginning of the big and small violence to the end, the snow Wuyang's left arm was cut off. It took only a few moments. All the electro-optic flints that happened, all the emperors present looked at each other and showed their fear.

"It's too fast. How could he reach such a fast speed? Can the flesh carry it?"

"Hum, nonsense, didn't you see that the semi artifact snow jade sword of the old xuewuyang man was broken? It was not cut off, but on the young man's shoulder. Although it hurt others, it was broken by the force of anti shock."

"What a strong body. I'm afraid it's close to the strength of an artifact. I really don't know how he practices."

"I'm so young that I have two kinds of artifact." Some people are jealous and greedy. They are ready to make a move.

"Hum, you'd better be honest. It's wishful thinking to rob an artifact from him with such a fast speed."

"Powerful flesh, powerful attack and extreme speed. I really don't know where the evil spirit came from."

"There is also a wealth of combat experience and a terrible mind. It's really a daunting young man. In the face of the full cutting attack of the eighth level emperor, he doesn't hide or flash. He would rather lose both sides than kill his opponent. This is a combat madman at all."

"Yes, it was under this unexpected blow that xuewuyang was cut off. If it hadn't been for hiding at the last minute, it wouldn't be just one arm. The whole person would have been split in half."

The people issued bursts of exclamations, looked at Ye Wufeng as if he were looking at a monster, and guessed the origin of the demon one after another.

"Big brother, big brother, you're hurt." Qian pangzi and manxiong rushed over and protected Da Shao in the middle. Looking at Da Shao's red shoulder, the half cut sword was embedded in the bone, and half of the shoulder was cut open. They couldn't help but turn red in their eyes.

"Roar..." the pretty bear roared and took out the big stick directly. If he was crazy, he would rush over.

"Bear... Come back!" Ye Wufeng's voice is slightly weak.

"Big brother... Wuwu!"

"Such an adult, what are you crying about? It's just a little hurt." With a smile, he grabbed one end of the broken sword and pulled it out.

"Zilla..." the broken sword and the bone rubbed together and made a harsh sound. Ye Wufeng couldn't help but draw out the corners of his eyes. It didn't hurt when he cut in. It really hurt when he pulled out.