Inside the Imperial Palace, Zhao Weiyuan’s already ordered in the voice, suddenly, he was stunned.
Wu Wang Zhao Xu pupil light suddenly condensed, “St., it will not be that Xu Yanlian did not support this moment?”
Zhao Weiyuan takes a deep breath, as if trying to suppress his heart.
“Tianyun Changqing, a sword and a sword, the trend of the Eight Diagrams, broke my proud sand country banned Wanjia!”
Just a word, let Zhao Xu complexion gradually become shocked.
Not only that, Zhao Weiyuan is still full of sadness: “Wang Shu, Zhen Wangdi, not careful, broken!”
“what!?”
This sentence is like a thunder, and the look of Zhao Xu’s shock is instantly turned into a beggar.
“Is it a shock?”
After he stepped back, he rubbed his chest and gasped.
Zhao Zhen, the only son of Zhao Xu, is one of the generals in the ban, and is the famous outstanding talent of the proud country.
Today, on that day, Changqing’s sword broke through Wanjia, and it’s just so fine. Zhao Zhen’s killing, Zhao Weiyuan seems to see that this uncle Wang is about to go mad.
As one of the few Taoist monarchs in the proud country, Zhao Xu suddenly looked up, his hair was shaken, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, such as an Asura killing God.
“Tianyun Changqing!”
He angrily roared, and did not return to the place where Qin Xuan was.
Zhao Weiyuan suddenly changed his face, shouted: “Not good! Fast communication, stop Wang Shu!”
He was anxious, Zhao Xu was a Daojun, and it was unbelievable that Changqing’s sword was broken, but how could it stop Divine Might?
A little careless, Xu Yan and the day of the cloud Changqing, will be annihilated in this proud sand king.
He did not care about the majesty of the saints and directly vacated.
In front of the mansion, Wanjia mourned, one of them was cut off from the head, annihilated in the ground, and there were also armor annihilation around.
But all the guards know that the person is different from their identity.
That is the only son of Wu Wang, and now it is annihilated here.
Qin Xuan and Changyan did not care. The tens of thousands of defenders in the Aosha country were encircling to Kill. He would not stay behind. As for the annihilation, Qin Xuan would not care.
If you want to kill him, Chang Changqing, the fall is natural.
He is not a good person, make a move, but also to keep people alive.
At this time, there is a big trend in the distant, and if the waves are red, it will come from afar.
A voice, almost tearing the night, coming across the sky.
Scattered hair like a madman, a pair of eyes covered with bloodshot, Wu Wang狰狞 face, watching Qin Xuan.
“dead!”
He made a low-pitched, directly make a move, and a yellow Mountain appeared in front of him, which was the five-character Magical Treasure, which came directly to Qin Xuan Crushing.
Wu Wang was completely angry. As long as he avenged his loved one, he was not willing to have more words.
Hōng!
Mountain Crushing, the face of the long smoke suddenly changed.
“Wu Wang Zhao Xu, Junior Brother, he is Daojun, quickly go!”
The long smoke reaction is extremely fast. When you pull Qin Xuan’s arm, you have to escape.
That is Daojun!
It is Qin Xuan, and it is not a strong opponent.
But what made the long smoke body shocked was that she had Qin Xuan’s arm and did not move.
Not only that, Qin Xuan also has a trace of cold awns in his eyes, “Dao Jun?”
“It’s killing!”
He is like Fuyun, under the foot, and leaps up in the air, on the fist fists, the eight battles appear, and there is the secret Rune.
Battle sixth style, cut the fairy Rune, breaking the law!
Like a Crazy Dragon, he rushed directly to the Mountain, and the fist fists slammed, and the Mountain forcibly slammed back in a flash.
Even, the king of Wu had not reacted, and Qin Xuan immediately overturned the five-character Magical Treasure, and in the eyes of many escorts and even long smoke, went straight to the King of Wu.
“court death!”
In the heart of Wu Wang, only Haotian killing intent, see Qin Xuan rushing, as if it is right.
Immediately, the Dao Primordial Spirit became a giant king of the martial arts, wearing a armor, with a few feet, the boss hands holding a giant axe, directly slash out.
This is the Void Return Primordial Spirit Divine Might, not weaker than Magic Force, Magical Treasure.
Hōng!
The double axe slash down, Qin Xuan is still a both fists fight, at the same time, the terrifying Primordial Spirit wave also broke into the Qin Xuan Sea of Consciousness.
Qin Xuan smiles coldly, the chakras are wide open, and each round of chakras lights up in Qin Xuan’s body. The rays of light are almost shining brightly on Qin Xuan’s body.
Qin Xuan stood in the air and suddenly stepped down.
The void seems to be shattered. On the earth, a huge footprint emerges. Rely on this stepping force, Qin Xuan rises a few feet, and the sacred Rune flashes. The giant god of the Primordial Spirit is broken. By Qin Xuan directly through the chest.
This time, Wu Wangcai genuine moved, his Primordial Spirit was broken, but also suffered no minor trauma, but Wu Wang did not care, once again honed the Magic Force, honing the Huangshan pressure, and more Magic Force into Dapeng, to Qin Xuan Kill.
Under the two-way pinch, Qin Xuan smiled coldly, and he turned directly. He punched the Huangshan Mountain with a punch, and at the same time vacated, and moved Jinpeng, appeared on the Dapeng, and stepped on the Dapeng into a fine. Powder.
Hōng!
If there is a flash between the electric and the flint, Qin Xuan will rush out of the wave and go straight to the king.
“act recklessly !”
There are four words that rang through Heaven and Earth. In the meantime, Qin Xuan has eight battles, and the bone fists of the singer Rune bombard the martial art of the martial arts.
If the bombardment is in Mountain, a path of cracks permeates, and more roars sound.
Qin Xuan both fists If the storm is violent, it will not be tricky, but in the blink of an eye, the forcibly of the martial art of the king will be forcibly, immediately, on the face of Wu Wang, Qin Xuan right hand directly Pinch the throat of the King of Wu, quietly, his right hand is ready to be black.
Hōng!
Murray Myriad Dao, who hit the body of the king, the Murray of the condense of Heavenly Thunder Qi almost destroyed his magic force, Dantian, and then Qin Xuan palm force, the king of the king, the neck instantly burst into a blood Mist, the body and head are annihilated in Murray.
The proud country, the king of the king, died!
When Moore dissipated, Qin Xuan dissipated all Divine Ability and exhaled a faint aura. If it was a scent, it seemed to be a sword in the night, and slash out in the heart of everyone.
From Wu Wanglai, to Wu Wang’s death, there is still no more than three 10 breaths.
A Taojun, completely annihilated, annihilated in the hands of a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator, annihilated in the hands of Heavenly Cloud Sect, Changqing’s chief Disciple.
The entire proud country, whoever sees this scene, is dumbstruck, as if to see Exiled Immortal.
The long smoke is suck in a breath of cold air, blinking, it seems that I drink too much.
In the distance, Zhao Weiyuan, who came with Daojun, was stagnant in the midair, looking at the figure in the air, a pair of scorpions deep, almost smashed the endless turbulent waves.
Qin Xuan stood up and fainted, “There is still a gentleman…”
“Will you die?”
Plain voice, but pressed against the National Capital, a death stillness!