My peerless Martial Emperor was exposed by a beautiful apprentice!

Chapter 132 Want to commit suicide, it's impossible!
What a shitty body, what a shitty way!

What a shitty old man!

"Where was the disabled old man that day?" Ling Chen was getting more and more angry, his face was getting colder and colder, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

These guys have created some kind of handicapped old man, making the old man Ling Xin'an's life and death even more unpredictable.

If it weren't for asking clearly, I would like to kill these guys violently now.

"The whereabouts of the old man Tiancan has been erratic. I'm afraid I don't know where he is." Ji Lang said again.

Since he opened his mouth to answer Ling Chen's words, he looked very sincere.

It was no longer like before, drinking too much and swearing to kill the little demon.

"Old man Tiancan, where is it?" Ling Chen still asked this question.

At this moment, the sword pierced between Ba Wudi's eyebrows had been pulled out, and he slashed at Ji Lang with a sword. The bloody sword light flashed, and suddenly Ji Lang's entire left arm was chopped off, and blood spurted wildly. .

"Ah!" A painful and frenzied roar came from the young Martial Emperor's mouth.

"I really don't know where the old man with disabilities is, I really don't know." Ji Lang yelled in pain.

The sword in Ling Chen's hand trembled again. Seeing it, Ji Lang shouted again: "Wait! Wait a minute!"

"Although your grandfather was taken away by the old man with a disability, at that time, we could all see that the old man with a disability should have known your grandfather for a long time, and their relationship is not ordinary.

So, your grandpa will be fine. "

Before, the old man never told himself what kind of disabled old man.

"Zheng!" With a sword cry, Ling Chen's sword still mercilessly slashed at Ji Lang, and the bloody sword light reappeared.

"Ah!" There was another roar, and Ji Lang's other arm was also cut off.

"Ah! Everything I said is true! If you don't believe me, you can ask them, and I can swear to God!"

Ling Chen's cold eyes swept across these people.

All the Martial Sovereigns suddenly felt cold all over, this is a crazy bloodthirsty beast.

"Ji Lang's words are indeed true!" Seeing Ling Chen's eyes falling on him, Piao Jue, the master of Misty Peak, said hastily.

"Hmph! The three major powers are all greedy for life and afraid of death!" Qilin King Chu Qilin snorted disdainfully at this moment.

After that, the old face became ferocious, and he roared at Ling Chen with hatred: "Little devil, since we are defeated, you can kill if you want, I will grass your ancestors!"

"Zheng!" Ling Chen directly slashed at him.

"Ah!" There was a scream.

The Qilin King of the Chu Kingdom, the existence of the Seven Star Martial Emperor Realm, was directly cut into two pieces by Ling Chen, and he fell!
The eyes of the blood moon god moved slightly, and blood gushed out from the two corpses, spraying towards the eyes of the gods.

Amid shocking gazes, they saw the Qilin King's corpse, which had turned into two shriveled corpses.

Although Ba Wudi, Yun Xiao, Piao Jue, and Ji Lang knew about this "Blood Devouring Demon Art" for a long time, they were still shocked when they saw it with their own eyes.

Because, if this is not done well, it will happen to me soon.

At the same time, the dead bones of Ming Sha on the white-eyed demon ape flew down and landed between the two corpses of the Qilin King.

"This old man is from the country of Qi, and this time he was only invited by Ba Wudi to help out in the battle. Speaking of which, this old man has no enmity with you at all. Can you let me go?"

At this moment, the green-faced Han King spoke out.

As soon as the Qing-faced Han King finished speaking, Fatty Yang Yan also said sincerely: "Me too, I am also from the Qi country, and I just came to help in the battle."

"Thinking too much." Ling Chen said.

After saying this sentence, Shayue Black Sword slashed out two sword lights, slashing towards Yang oath, Qingmian Hanwang, and the green-scaled beast under Qingmianhanwang.

Since he chose to be his own enemy, he committed a capital crime and must be executed.

"Ah! Ah!"

"Roar!"

There were three bursts of pain, and the three bodies were also cut open by Ling Chen.

Afterwards, the blood gushed out again, and the blood moon **** eyes sucked again!
Ziyue, the strong man of the Yan Kingdom, originally wanted to speak out, but when he saw the fate of Yang Xie and Qingmian Hanwang, he immediately kept silent and sighed in his heart, hey.

He was invited by Void Peak Piaojue, but he never expected that the other party would be such a ferocious and terrifying young man.

Had he known this, he would not have come.

But in this world, there is no medicine for regret.

After devouring the Qilin King's energy and spirit, Ming Sha's withered bones slid again, vertically and vertically at the mummy of the fat man Yang swore.

At this moment, there are still eight of the thirteen emperor-level creatures left.

"Where is old man Tiancan?" Ling Chen asked again.

"We really don't know." Piao Jue replied immediately.

"In that case, then, let's all go west!" Ling Chen said.

"Zheng!" Shayue shook, and Ling Chen struck a sword.

With this sword, several blood-colored sword shadows were cut out, and they flew wildly, falling towards those Martial Emperor powerhouses and imperial-level beasts one after another.

The only thing is that there is no attack on Ba Mighty.

"Ah! Ah!"

"what!"

"what!"

"No! Don't kill me! I'm disabled, don't kill me!"

Ji Lang begged for mercy, and then, a sword shadow fiercely pierced his forehead, taking his life away.

"I would like to join the evil sect!" Piao Jue called again.

The bloody sword shadow fell into his chest and pierced his heart, "Ah!"

Zi Yue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spat out blood, "Pfft!" and sprayed it on his scroll.

Immediately, the scroll raised a wave of literary power to resist the bloody sword shadows for him, Ziyue's body was violently twitching, and his voice was trembling:

"I am the [Successor of the Zi Family] of Yan State. My prestige is of great importance in Yan State. If I die, the people of Yan State will mourn, and the people of Yan State will aim to kill you in this life.

Let go... I..."

However, Ling Chen didn't want to listen to his nonsense at all, so he slashed at him with the sword in his hand.

"Ah!" Wen Li was broken, and the sword qi slashed in fiercely, cutting this Ziyue in two.

Still the same sentence, people who want to die by themselves have no need to live in this world at all.

The thirteen emperor-level creatures, the seven great martial emperors, and the five great beasts all died tragically under Ling Chen's sword. Only the master of the Tiantian Bashen sect was the only one who was invincible.

While devouring the blood, Ling Chen turned his face and looked at the man who claimed to be invincible all his life.

"Where is that bitch Yin Ling'er?" Ling Chen asked.

"Haha, haha, hahahaha." Hearing Ling Chen's words, Ba Wudi suddenly burst out laughing.

"Fortunately, the sect master has already made preparations and sent Ling'er away. You, don't expect to find her, haha, hahaha." Ba Wudi laughed more and more wildly.

"Ling'er possesses the divine body of Tianba. She has wasted so many years practicing the way of Tianba. Although she is not your opponent now, within a few years, she will achieve the real way of Tianba. Revenge, take your life, look down on the world!"

"Little demon, you, just wait for me! Heaven will not accept you, I, Linger, will come to accept you!" Ba Wudi said, his body shook violently.

Ling Chen immediately slashed at him with his sword!
Want to commit suicide, impossible!
(End of this chapter)