Super Soldier King

Without Zhou Bojun's command in the middle, the elders of the outer door, Fu Hao, did not dare to make a position to advocate the opening of the banned space. The spirit of the soul was full of vitality. The entire Luoxia Mountain Villa was mapped in the soul of Ye Qian, and the space suddenly rushed to launch. He was like a Ghosts, haunted in the mountains, every time there is a purple-gold knife, someone will die.

Until the elders of Fuhao began to notice that they were not quite right, they would no longer let the disciples of Yuding Tianzong leave alone.

At this time, Fu Hao was already occupied by fear. He was horrified to find that Zhou Bojun could not be contacted. However, the Yuding Tianzong disciple who left alone did not come back again, even in his exploration of the power of the soul of the nine souls. Can't find the vitality of these disciples.

You must know that they can be sent to the Daewoo Dynasty, and the worst is to sneak into the eight-door inner disciple.

More importantly, did Zhou Bojun’s brother Zhou also have an accident?

Or are those disciples taken away by Master Zhou?

There are some hairs in Fu Hao’s heart. He is now only eight sneak peeks at the eight-door inner-door disciples. There are also six external door elders. Among them, Zhou Zhiwen’s sword has the highest combat power, but he usually does not deal with it.

Is it all to recruit them to search the villa to see what is going on, or to inform the Nanming fire brother back?

Fu Hao swallowed his mouth, and he wanted to think more. With the strength of Zhou Bojun’s top 100 patriots, who can kill him silently? Ask the sages? Do not make jokes!

Just as he was hesitant, a purple-gold knife crossed the air, and the figure disappeared, and the head of a well-known disciple fell.

Space secret! Fu Hao’s pupils shrank and subconsciously opened the array directly.

A figure emerged from the void, with a helpless and regrettable expression, asked Fu Haodao: "Why, I just want to save trouble."

"Ye...Ye Qian?" Fu Hao stunned, and the same head of the ball was unbelievable. The fat and fat flesh was shaking, and immediately retreated to the other Yu Ding Tianzong disciple.

These inner disciples of Yuding Tianzong are still a bit sturdy. When they see Ye Qian’s moment, the sword in his hand is swallowed. Although he is afraid of fear and doping in his eyes, he still blocks in front of Fu Hao, and all kinds of aura shields and battles. The field is rising and guarding.

Ye Qian feels a little bit interesting. You must know that this Fuhao is a glimpse of the nine-fold cultivation of the Taoist priests. However, these internal disciples are not only savvy, but also repaired as low protection.

“Is it very unexpected?” Ye Qian asked with a funny smile. The stagnation of the space made him feel uncomfortable, and the space rush was really difficult to use.

"How come you are here, Zhou Shixiong and Nanming brothers will come over immediately, don't mess around, or we will not let you out of Yuding Tianzong..." Fu Hao sighed sternly, secretly, identity token notification The six elders outside rushed in and there was a block in the mountain. They estimated that they did not know what happened inside the villa.

On the other side of the Nanming fire, when he saw Ye Qian, he retired to other disciples and sent the news out.

In fact, Fu Hao did not know what happened. Ye Qian was hunting the disciples of Yuding Tianzong in the mountain village. Zhou Bojun’s brother had no news at all. He was silent, just like other disciples, even if he felt incredible, but in his heart. It is faint to think that Zhou Bojun’s brother may have fallen.

The best situation, of course, is that Zhou Bojun’s brother has been deceived, just like Nanming’s fire brother, so as long as he can drag Ye Qian, wait for the two brothers to come back.

Of course, he couldn't help himself, but he didn't have the secret of space. He said two more words. Even if he opened up, there were six external elders who helped him to delay. He should be able to drag back to the brothers. The most unfortunate, he can also find opportunities. Run away.

Therefore, Fu Hao did not directly say that Ye Qian was coming. Zhou Bojun’s brother did not know how to die, otherwise what if they ran away.

"Don't you ask me to come?" Ye Qian's mouth bent out with a strange smile. He saw that Fu Hao's identity token flashed, knowing that there was not much time left for himself.

At this time, the six elders of the outer door headed by Zhou Zhiwen, including the Yuping Tianzong disciples who had been leveling the ground outside and returning to their original appearance, all came to the scene and saw Ye Qian at the first time.

"Ye Qian?" Zhou Zhiwen stared at Ye Qian, his eyes flushed.

"How is it possible?" Yun Zhixin, the elder of the narrow-eyed outer door, exclaimed incredibly.

"Haha, since the investment in the net, Ye Qian, you actually came to die in advance, it is really stupid..." An inside disciple has not understood the situation, excited, he did not know that Nanming fire left, Zhou Bojun is dead.

In his view, the village has Nanminghuo and Zhou Bojun's brother, and the formation has been opened again. Ye Qian can't escape.

Ye Qian glanced at the disciple silently and chuckled: "I am sorry, I am in a hurry, I can't let you say the last words!"

When the voice fell, three strong purple electric lights burst from other places in the village, and the sound of a sudden explosion suddenly spread to this side. There was one after Ye Qian’s body. Many people’s disciples and elders of Yuding Tianzong were staring. With Ye Qian, he was immediately stabbed by purple electro-optic eyes, and it was necessary to know that it was a purple dragon and a thunder, and the real purple eyes were on the thunder road.

The feeling of space imprisonment, Fu Hao's face changed greatly, others did not know, even difficult to sense, but for his more hands-on array of masters, already know that the formation was broken, and at this time he saw the leaves The last glance of Qian is a devil-like smile and a purple-gold knife.

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Imperial City, Tianan Pub, inside the word box.

Above the ground collapse, Wan Yong Ye and Nan Minghuo sat cross-legged across the tea tray, and Kang Yiyau hand-cooked tea.

There was also a time when the three met, and Wan Yongyue was talking about some secrets about the feast of the eight-thousand-year birthday of the emperor.

Eight thousand years of birthday, above the feast, of course, not only eat and drink, there will be a variety of programs, such as the question of the heavens and the arrogance of the competition, the fire will be a lot of rewards, such as the ancient central world Only the output of Huang Quan is revealed.

When Wan Yongye mentioned this ancient treasure, Lian Kangya showed that the face of Nanminghuo had changed.

Wan Yongye seems to be very aware of the psychology of Nanminghuo, so he not only said that he would like to test this program under the celestial world, and there are programs such as other alchemy that Nanminghuo is very good at.

Tao Tao is endless, until there is a small half hour, although Nan Minghuo still wants to listen, but also knows that he came out for a long time.

Wan Yongyue saw that Nanming Fire was a little intolerant, and ended with a few words and two words that he was introducing, and then said: "In fact, it is a happy birthday, and the rewards of most of the programs in the palace are set in advance. It is not fixed. The winner chooses the same as he needs. I saw that there is a secret of Huang Quan. I know that it is very important for Nan Mingxiong, so I rushed to meet Nanming Brothers so that Nanming Brothers can prepare."

"Thank you!" Nanming fire eyes rarely reveal a grateful look, Huang Quan's quiet dew is too important for him, and it can even be said that he can be perfect and innocent to ask Tianguan.

Wan Yong Night can tell him in advance that it seems to be easy to do, but it has a different meaning to him, and he is very ill.

"Nothing, in the realm of Emperor Heaven and Nanming brothers see each other..." Wan Yongyue began to smack a little bit of Nanming fire, good words, everyone loves to listen, the following people say, you are happy, but know that it is flattering, But he is the prince of the fire dynasty, the future ruling prince said that the export, that is, the lift, is the fact, is to see the talent.

Kang Yiya slightly daggers her lower eyebrows and slams her eyes in the dark. This is the point she doesn't like most, and she can hardly see the true nature. It seems to care about you, holding you, and everything is handled well for you. But in fact, he has put the knife holder to your neck, the sword pierces the heart, you still don't know, chanting his good, just like the current Nanming fire.

Kang Yiya knows very clearly that the future husband is a monster. The more she touches, the more she likes Yan Fugui.

Wan Yong Ye and Yan Fugui, the two are very similar in identity. One is the ruling prince from the future of the fire, and the other is the future emperor of the Daewoo Dynasty. The temperament is similar, the faces are ever-changing, the mood is uncertain, but the essence is different.

Wan Yong night's blood is cold, there is no temperature, Yan Fugui's blood and temperature, may not be warm, but you stick it, will not hurt yourself, if you are still hot, her blood temperature is also It will rise, unlike Wan Yong Ye, you really stick it up, he will dispel all the temperature in your body and make you become like him.

Kang Yiya was distracted, and Wan Yong Nightinger delayed the time. Nan Minghuo owed a big favor, and in some eagerness and impatience, he still listened with enthusiasm and listened to it from time to time, and euphemistically held a few words.

Nanminghuo is not a human being, and does not understand it, but it is not needed most of the time.

He can be sensible than anyone else when needed.

When chatting into the trash time, Kang Yiya was a little bored, letting her future man Wan Yongyue personally brew tea. She used her identity token to chat with Yan Fugui.

Wan Yongyue gave Nanming Fire a sly and polite smile, but also teased according to the words, while chatting with Nanminghuo.

Nan Minghuo does not really understand why Wan Yong Night will listen to Kang Yi Ya, but everyone from the world of fire knows that Kang Yiya of Ruyi Tianzong has eaten the death of Wan Yong Night from the fire.

Did not talk a few words, Nanming fire's identity token flashed its glimmer, he did not look at the spirit of the soul, is the information of the elders of the outer door Fu Hao: "Ye Qianzhi, Zhou Bojun missing, quick return."

Nan Minghuo’s face changed and forced to calm down. He calmly said: “Wan brother, time is not early, there is something wrong with Zongmen. How about we talk again in the next day?”

Wan Yongye wants to stay, but see Kang Yiya quickly put away the token, happy to say: "Go, go, you two big men, you hold one sentence, I will return, I am not too embarrassed, I listen to Uncomfortable, you will blow each other in the next day, anyway, I am not coming!"

Wan Yong night flashed an accident in his eyes, but his face was bitter and laughter again and again, with a little sorry tone: "That is the first time from the fire brother, let's talk again."

"Good!" Nanming fire nodded. Before leaving the Tian'an Teahouse, he handed it to Xiao Er's tens of thousands of points. He asked, enough to check out. When Xiao 2 nodded, Nan Minghuo had gone away...