Super Sneering System

Wang Xiaojian himself is the emperor of Wu. He knows how fast the powerful emperor is.

He speculated that the three elders of the golden carving gate were coming.

The strength of the powerful emperor of Wu is very terrible.

Anyone who is about to face such a strong man will be afraid and afraid in his heart.

However, Wang Xiaojian is not afraid at all, and his handsome face has no expression of fear.

Because he is also a powerful emperor of Wu.

Whether he just understood the meaning of the sword of gold, the powerful nine turn gold body, and the ancient emperor burning Yan Jue, are his great dependence, which can make him reach the same level of invincible existence.

Of course, I'm not afraid to go home.

Wang Xiaojian will not take it lightly.

Wang Xiaojian could not accept the fact that the powerful man of Emperor Wu was close to his camp of Xia State Army and cut a sword, killing and injuring thousands of Xia troops.

In the center of the barracks, thinking about the coming emperor of Wu, Wang Xiaojian threw out his thoughts and urged the spirit of the earth.

Brush ~

behind him, the true Qi gushed out and spread out his golden wings. He took him off the ground and flew up.

Wang Xiaojian flies higher and higher, and sees the scene of sunset city in his eyes.

He also saw the woods south of sunset.

The forest in the south of sunset city is the place where Daji and Wang Zhaojun closed down.

The two of them have been closed for a day and a night, but they have not yet gone out.

At this time, the two closed the forest, showing a very strange scene.

On one side is a world of ice and snow. All the plants, trees and water in the forest are frozen by ice spell.

On the other side is the world of flames.

Half of the forest, are burning, trees and plants in the forest, are in the middle of the fire.

If Wang Xiaojian did not rely on the call contract with Daji, he felt that Daji was safe now.

He must have thought that Daji had been buried in the sea of fire.

The scene of Daji and Wang Zhaojun closing down is extraordinary.

Although Wang Xiaojian has never seen other spirits, he is promoted to the appearance of demon emperor.

But he had a feeling. His two goblin wives are different.

He speculated that after the promotion, both Daji and Wang Zhaojun will usher in a new transformation and their strength will advance by leaps and bounds.

Of course, the transformation will be after the closure.

The process of seclusion, once disturbed or interrupted, will be very dangerous.

Wang Xiaojian looked at the blue and red woods and looked back at the north of sunset city.

Then, in his eyes, shot out a sharp light.

"The battle of Emperor Wu is very terrible. If you let the three elders of the golden carving gate arrive at sunset city and fight again, it will certainly affect Daji and Zhaojun

"So, he can't be near here. In that case..."

Wang Xiaojian said to himself, his eyes flashed sharp light.

He spoke to Chu Dongliu and Chu Xiaodong and asked them to stand by. Then he spread out his golden energy wings and glided toward the north of sunset city.

When Wang Xiaojian flies away from the sky of sunset City, Luban No. 7, who is on guard with Xia Guojun, raises his head.

There are three figures in Joe's army tent.

The two figures are graceful, and the other is petite. It is Diao Chan, big Qiao and Xiao Qiao.

Qiao's younger brother looked at the golden sword, which was like a sword to the king

Diao Chan said, "well. Big Joe, Little Joe, let's go over together

"Good."

Little Joe nodded.

Among the three women, Diao Chan is the peak of the nine star demon king, big Qiao is the nine star demon king, and Xiao Qiao is the eight star demon king.

They rushed into the barracks.

Luban No. 7 saw them and wanted to follow them.

However, just after two steps, the sound of Diao Chan rang out in his mind.

"Little Luban, you stay and guard everyone."

"I see."

Lu Ban No. 7 raised his eyebrows and made a signboard sound.

In the sky, the night wind is blowing.

Wang Xiaojian is standing in the sky with golden energy wings.

His black hair and white robe were flying in the wind.

At this moment, his handsome face is cold, in a pair of eyes, fierce and incomparable.

Wang Xiaojian, in a serious state, is quite different from that of the immortals holding Chu Feiyan just now.

His accomplishments reached the level of Emperor Wu.

The scope of Wang Xiaojian's divine sense has reached several Li.

And his six knowledge, also compared with the king of martial arts, is sensitive several times.

At this time, it is night.

However, for Wang Xiaojian, it is no different from daytime.

In the field of vision, everything is clearly presented.The moonlight fell from the sky.

Wang Xiaojian's sharp eyes, looked to the front, and then saw a distant sky, a dark shadow, toward the direction of his rapid.

The rapid shadow, in the field of vision, is getting bigger and bigger.

It's still three miles to get together. Wang Xiaojian, with his powerful divine sense and eyesight, can see clearly that he is a powerful emperor of martial arts.

The powerful Emperor Wu has a strong breath.

He spread out the dark energy wings, cut through the air, and came quickly.

In his hand, he also held a general of the moron state.

The general was very young.

The distance is getting closer.

Wang Xiaojian saw the coming people more clearly.

Looking at the Wu Emperor and the young Moro general in his hand, Wang Xiaojian's handsome face showed a sneer.

In the night sky, Qiu Feng, the three elders of the golden carving gate, slowed down.

He saw a figure standing in the air in front of him.

He didn't know who this man was.

However, behind the other side, gently stirring the golden wings, let him know that this is a powerful Emperor Wu.

Qiu Feng himself is the emperor of martial arts, powerful and arrogant.

He will not take most people in his eyes, but will never look at the powerful Emperor Wu.

What's more, he also felt the bad breath in the strong man of Emperor Wu.

He spread out his golden wings and stood there as if waiting for someone.

But for the golden wings, Qiu Feng didn't care.

The cultivation has reached the goal of Empress Wu, who can transform the true Qi into wings and soar in the sky.

It depends on the nature of the feather, but it has nothing to do with the cultivation of the strong and the weak.

Qiu Feng's sharp eyes, like hawks and falcons, strayed to Wang Xiaojian. Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "who is your excellency? Why do you stop standing in the air in the middle of the night?"

Wang Xiaojian looked up at Qiu Feng and said, "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait for me?"

Qiu Feng was shocked and felt more hostile.

With a cold look on his face, he said, "I am Qiu Feng, the three elders of the golden carving gate. There are not many people in the world who dare to block my way in the middle of the night. Since you dare to stop me, I'm afraid you're not a mortal. Tell me, who are you? "

Who are you?!

The cold voice of Qiu Feng reverberates in the sky.

On Wang Xiaojian's handsome face, the corners of his mouth rose, and he drew out a sneer. He said lightly: "Xia state, Wang Xiaojian."

Xia Kingdom, Wang Xiaojian?!

Hearing the name, Qiu Feng's body suddenly trembled.

He looked up and down at Wang Xiaojian, his old face, showing an incredible color.