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He already knew how terrifying the red-horned dragon clam was.

But I didn't expect it.

It's so terrifying.

Wang Fusheng is a bit stronger than Nie Qingfeng.

He is already a powerful half-emperor.

did not expect.

The moment of fighting with the old man.

There was actually a tendency to be suppressed.

"Palace Master Wang, I'm here to help you!" Ye Haoran was also extremely shocked. He originally thought that even if Wang Fusheng couldn't win, he could at least fight him to a draw. Unexpectedly, the old man was still dominating.

The Azure Dragon Emperor's aura surged around Ye Haoran. He raised his hand and shot out a ray of green light, which instantly transformed into a green dragon that was a hundred feet long. It circled in the sky, its scales spread out, making a deafening clanging sound and emitting a faint golden light.

"This is the Blue Sky Emperor Dragon Technique!"

"Emperor Xia's peerless magical power!"

"From the looks of it, Emperor Xia is not far from becoming a Half-Emperor!"

The elder of the Martial Hall was slightly surprised.

The last time Ye Haoran took action, he was just a mere Japanese emperor.

Just a few decades.

The improvement in cultivation is terrifying.

"Xiao Chen, I wonder if this old toad in front of you can stop a half-emperor and a supreme emperor!" Seeing that Emperor Xia was so powerful, Qin Chuan immediately felt relieved and began to mock Xiao Chen with resentment.

Although Emperor Xia’s cultivation level has not reached that of a half-emperor.

But it’s also very close.

At this moment, the old man is equivalent to a demon, fighting against a half-emperor.

however.

soon.

The ferocious smile on Qin Chuan's face froze.

In the void.

That blood-red dragon horn.

Effortless.

Then he smashed the golden cicadas and the green dragon in the sky into pieces.

Then it fell towards his head.

"How is it possible? Fighting one against two, this old toad man can still crush them with unstoppable force?"

"How could this old toad be so strong?"

"He's probably already very close to becoming the Great Emperor!"

The elders of the Martial Hall were stunned.

The people of Wushen City were also stunned.

Watch the movement above the void.

It seems that a peerless demon king is on a killing spree.

Even Nie Qingfeng, the Martial Hall Master who they thought was almost god-like and invincible, was defeated.

Born in troubled times.

For the evil spirit.

Even ordinary people can easily tell the difference.

Demonic energy is different from Yuanli.

It is weird, domineering and strange.

Watch from a distance.

It's so scary.

"You think you can stop me? That's wishful thinking. Today, the young master said that he wants to destroy the Martial Palace, and not a single one will be left behind!" The old man's eyes were filled with red clouds, like a peerless demon god. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and all the golden cicadas and dazzling green dragons in the sky were annihilated.

Ye Haoran and Wang Fusheng groaned almost at the same time, their faces turned pale, the divine light around them dissipated, their bodies tilted and they froze in place.

They were extremely shocked.

I didn't expect the blood power of the red-horned dragon clam to be so terrifying.

One versus two.

Still invincible.

"My dear nephew, Qin Chuan cannot be killed. If you kill him, the Qin family will not let you go. He is a huge monster. Be patient for a while and keep the situation calm. The overall situation is more important!" Ye Haoran felt that he could not move, as if he was imprisoned. He could only shout at Xiao Chen with an anxious face.

He didn't let Xiao Chen kill Qin Chuan.

Therefore, there is a reason for the dynasty to consider the world.

But much more.

Still worried that Xiao Chen would be retaliated against.

"Putting the overall situation first? Then how can my brother's soul rest in peace?" Xiao Chen said coldly.

Ye Haoran's body stiffened.

My throat felt blocked for a moment.

Lips move.

It was difficult to utter a single word.

Yes!

If Qin Chuan didn't die.

Those innocent souls who died in vain.

How to rest.

In an instant.

The red dragon horns have arrived.

Like divine punishment.

In an instant.

It enveloped Qin Chuan and others.

"No!"

"How dare you really kill me!"

"I'm from the Qin family. My clan has an unparalleled master leading the way. How could I die in a barren place like Daxia?"

Blood mist burst into flight.

In the roar.

Qinchuan was destroyed inch by inch.

Turned into a crimson blood cloud.

Floating in the void.

He never understood it until his death.

Why did this lowly person from the imperial court dare to kill him!

I don't know.

The common man became angry and blood spattered five steps forward.

What’s more, he is a young man with a passionate heart like Xiao Chen.

A group of martial arts hall elders who were high and mighty and looked like gods in the eyes of ordinary people were immediately turned into ashes.

Ye Haoran and Wang Fusheng stared blankly at the blood mist in front of them, their hearts heavy and their faces extremely ugly.

Qin Chuan is dead!

Died in his Daxia.

Died at the hands of that young man from Great Xia.

Although he deserves to die.

But the Qiankun Dynasty will never let this go.

With the strength of the Qiankun Dynasty.

If you want to target Daxia.

There are countless ways.

Now is the time of the Ten Thousand Dynasties War.

There are messengers from the spiritual world in charge.

The Qiankun Dynasty might not dare to go too far in public.

But he is responsible for coordinating the preliminary elections for the Ten Thousand Dynasties War in Qingling Domain.

If you do something secretly when drawing lots.

Assign some powerful opponents to Daxia.

Then Daxia will definitely be at the bottom.

To divide half of the territory.

"Friend Xiao Chen, you are too impulsive. Do you know what kind of disaster will happen to our Great Xia if you kill Qin Chuan?"

After Qin Chuan died, he restrained Wang Fusheng, and Ye Haoran's demonic power dissipated. The two regained their ability to move. Wang Fusheng walked up to Xiao Chen with a grim expression.

Wang Fusheng has always been an old man with a kind face and a strong heart, and he never shows his emotions easily.

But at this moment, his emotions were a little out of control.

"I will shoulder all the troubles." Xiao Chen said.

"Pick? How can you pick? If you kill Qin Chuan, with the power of the Qin family in the Qiankun Dynasty, even if they don't directly attack Da Xia, they will make some moves when drawing lots for the Ten Thousand Dynasties War. By then, Da Xia will definitely be at the bottom, half of its territory will be lost, and hundreds of millions of people will become lambs under the knives of other dynasties. I don't know how many people will die and how much blood will be shed!" Wang Fusheng said.

Kill all enemies.

Xiao Chen's demonic energy subsided.

Listen to what Wang Fusheng said.

I also feel a heavy heart.

But he has no regrets.

He who kills his brother.

From the sky up to the underworld.

Never die.

"Forget it, Palace Master Wang, it's pointless to say these things now. But I heard that Qin Zhantian, the ancestor of the Qin family, is inspecting the nearby dynasty. I wonder... Hmm?"

Ye Haoran began to persuade, but halfway through his words, thunder rumbled in the sky, golden light surged, and a vast imperial power poured out like a raging sea, instantly plunging the entire Wushen City into panic. Many people trembled with fear and knelt on the ground.

A golden sun wrapped in thunder pierced through the sea of ​​clouds. With peerless divine light, it suddenly landed on the ground and appeared in front of Xiao Chen and others.

An old man with a stern face was standing in the bright sun, looking at the blood mist that had not yet dissipated in the void, his face extremely gloomy.

Qin Zhantian.

The ancestor of the Qinchuan lineage.

A strong person in the imperial realm.

"My grandson is dead?" Qin Zhantian spoke, his voice like thunder, as if to shake the heaven and earth.

this moment.

He was angry.

His own descendants came to Daxia as envoys.

Originally it was just for sightseeing.

did not expect.

A tragic death!

Although Qin Chuan's talent was average, he only entered the king realm in his twenties.

But it is his blood after all!

He was killed just like that.

As an ancestor.

How can you not be angry?

Uncle, Wang Fusheng, Ye Haoran trembled all over.

He was forced to kneel on the ground by the imperial power that was comparable to divine punishment.

Nearly a hundred cracks were created on the earth.

"The Emperor, the Emperor again!" the old man gritted his teeth. (Thanks to the heartbroken Sun Yue'er for the flowers and the explosive update. Thank you all for the gifts! Thank you!)