War Emperor

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"Hmm..." Di Nan yelled, crying bitterly.

He is now beaten like a pig head, with a blue nose and a swollen face, blood on his face, and disheveled hair, which is too miserable.

He pointed to Lin Han, unwilling to do so, and almost wanted to hit him to death. He has a great reputation in Xihai, and he was completely ruined today, and he is bound to become a laughing stock in the future and he can't raise his head.

"I'm not alive!" In the end, he finally yelled out heartbreakingly, but very hoarse, facing the wall on the side, he slammed into it.

Everyone was stunned, and the dignified Emperor Nan was actually forced to commit suicide by Lin Han!

This is too funny.

"Junior Brother, what happened? What can't you think about." However, at this moment, a gentle voice came, and then a white man flew into the weapon hall, appeared in front of Di Nan like a ghost, stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Cut his shoulder and stopped his behavior.

The white-clothed man, about thirty, has deep eyes and gleaming eyes. He has an aura of detachment from the dust, as if not contaminated by the mundane world.

Seeing this man, many people stared, shocked in their eyes!

He is the great brother of the shrine-Shenzibing!

The strength is impressively the realm of the Eighth Heaven of God Sovereign Realm. Not only that, but according to legend, he possesses a world-class magic image "Thousand Miles of Ice Covered", and is famous in Xihai.

Once he used this trick to kill three eight-layered gods in the Divine Sovereign Realm in one fell swoop.

Except for the big brother of Yingzhou Xiandao and the first Jinpeng disciple of Nanhua Holy Land, no one can compare to him in the younger generation of Xihai. Many people were a little excited to see him now.

"Big brother...I..." Di Nanji's anger was on his heart, and his vitality recovered a lot, and he was able to speak. He could see the concerned senior brother in front of him, his heart warmed, and he couldn't help but wow. , Holding Shen Zibing's shoulders, wept bitterly, looking like a sad child, without any image.

"What the **** is going on?" Shen Zibing obviously had a good relationship with him, patted him on the shoulder, and persuaded him a few words, and then saw the clear slap print on Di Nan's face, his face slowly sank again, cold. Soundtrack.

As his voice fell, the temperature of the entire Weapon Hall dropped suddenly, like a cold winter in the twelfth lunar month, a biting cold air struck, making many people irritated, and a look of fear appeared on their faces. .

This is Shenzibing. Just a mood can control the temperature between heaven and earth.

Shenzibing's eyes flashed with coldness, and Di Nan, as the second genius of the temple, was beaten like this, which was insulting his temple's face.

"It's Lin Han!" Di Nan squeaked through his teeth, bursting out these three words of murderous awe.

"Lin Han? The young man who was in Sky Turtle City, who caused elder Zhou Li to lose face and will return the crystal of entering the city to many cultivators?" Shenzi Bing raised his brow.

Now Lin Han is a great celebrity, and he has become the number one alchemist and formation mage in the West Sea. Even if he was not present before, he would hear of it again.

"Yes, it was the bastard, he also cut off one of the arms of Junior Sister Yuying." Di Nan said viciously.

On the side, since the arrival of Shenzibing, Yan Yuying had a pair of wonderful eyes that were drawn to him like a magnet, and could no longer be removed.

Shenzibing, as the first arrogant of the shrine, naturally makes many women admire it, especially the white clothes, which is detached from the dust, and has a fatal attraction for women.

Seeing that Shen Zibing turned her gaze to her arm, she also hot on her pretty face, then bit her silver teeth and said with red eyes: "Brother, please avenge me and Brother Di Nan, and defend the majesty of my temple. !"

"Don't worry, if Lin Han can walk out of the tomb alive, my Shenzibing will never stand in the West Sea from now on!" Shenzibing said with cold eyes and an extremely cold tone.

He has always been calm, and he rarely gets so angry.

Lin Han's actions now completely caused him to kill him.

Di Nan was overjoyed and smirked to himself. He knew that although he was ranked second in the Palace Tianjiao, he was only one place behind Shenzibing.

But the strength of the big brother is much stronger than him. According to his estimation, even if five of them are added together, it may not be the opponent of the big brother.

It's just that the big brother has an easy-going personality and rarely makes any moves. Outsiders know him too little.

Now that Big Brother, let out such ruthless words, Lin Han is almost certain to die.

"What happened?" Just then, another voice came from the passage. Then from another passage, walked out a man wearing golden armor, holding a war battle, the whole person was like a **** of war descending to the earth, full of a sense of incredible domineering power.

"That is the first Jinpeng disciple in the South China Holy Land-Jin Tian!"

When everyone saw him, a touch of shock suddenly appeared in their eyes, and they exclaimed.

Nanhua Holy Land, the first Jinpeng disciple, this name is not at all under the ice of the **** son.

As for the golden armor he wore, it was a divine king's weapon with a very high grade. With that suit of armor, it made some genius despair.

"How did Xia Houyun die? Who killed it." Compared to Shen Zibing's gentle dust, Jin Tian is obviously a domineering figure. After seeing the front, he saw Xia Houyun who was split in half on the ground. , Two terrifying golden light beams suddenly shot out in his eyes, piercing the void like two sharp swords, and shouted coldly.

Many people feel hairy in their hearts, Jin Tian is too domineering, just a look in his eyes is unbearable.

If it is an ordinary opponent, he will directly surrender under his aura.

"It was Lin Han who killed it." At this moment, the disciple of the Nanhua Holy Land who had been watching before, was excited and trembling reported.

Obviously speaking to Neng Jintian, he felt a little honored. Among the many disciples in the South China Holy Land, this was a god-like figure.

"Lin Han, it's Lin Han again!" Jin Tian gritted his teeth and drank out angrily. He still had a golden spear in his hand, which made a deafening noise and shook the entire weapon hall. As if to disintegrate, I don't know how many people's eardrums are about to be shattered, with painful faces, screams, and a few steps back.

Jin Tian's eyes were as cold as two-handled, golden knives, extremely sharp.

Lin Han and Nanhua Sacred Land had had too many hatreds, and now another Jinpeng disciple died in his hands, it was really lawless.

If you don't kill him, the law of heaven cannot tolerate him.

"Brother Jin Tian, ​​now Lin Han is our common enemy. In this tomb, no matter who of us meets him, we must not let him leave alive." At this time, Shen Zibing smiled at Jin Tian with a fist. Tao.