"Rebellion? Qianzhenxiong, what you said is ridiculous. Don\'t you know why we came here? We haven\'t been calculated by the thief Yang Fan?"

"Yes, as for you, you said you didn\'t treat us badly. Oh, we gave you all our Yuanli stones. How much did you use on us? It\'s just fur!"

"What do you mean to say? Treat us well with our resources? It\'s ridiculous."

At present, these people have long thought out the wording and tit for tat.

And these people came here because of Yang Fan.

Of course, it\'s because I owe Yang Fan.

"You..." qianzhenxiong\'s anger was uncontrollable.

He is a martial artist, and his blood is not extinguished. At the beginning, it was only forced by the facts to become the leader of the emperor.

So at the moment, he can\'t accept the imminent rebellion of these people.

"Emperor, don\'t say anything. I killed them for Yang Fan." Qingxinjiang took a step forward.

At first, he was in Nanjiang and knew something.

For these people in front of them, such a face is also infinitely despised in their hearts.

When they heard the speech, they were flustered and looked at Wanji, with a look of asking for help in their eyes.

They are all from the southern continent. Naturally, they know the means of qingxinjiang.

"Don\'t panic, everyone. I can see who I am today." How can a person miss this opportunity when he is about to die.

This is his purpose today. Simply now, even Li Jin doesn\'t mean to compete with him, so he won\'t miss it.

"You want to stop me?" Qingxinjiang stretched out his hand and stayed on the sword box behind him.

"You\'re arrogant? Young family? You\'re barely on the table, but not wearing it means you\'re qualified to be presumptuous!" Wan Jijiang said coldly, and didn\'t pay attention to qingxinjiang at all.

Once, on the snow mountain, he saw qingxinjiang\'s hand, and naturally knew the identity of qingxinjiang.

"I want to kill people. It has nothing to do with the Green family. It\'s the same to kill you." Qingxinjiang\'s side face, slightly lowered eyebrows, pretending to be deep.

If Yang Fan were here, he would be neither laughing nor crying.

The style of qingxinjiang is really the same as before, living up to the title of forced king.

"Kill me?" It\'s nothing to laugh at.

But it was just a moment, and his laughter stopped suddenly.

Because at this moment, qingxinjiang has a sword.

Brush!

The light of the sword flickered away.

The crowd didn\'t react at all, and no one even saw how qingxinjiang shot.

But the atmosphere was extremely silent at this moment.

Because his sword... Is dripping blood.

"You hurt me!" As soon as the human voice falls, the silence is broken.

A sword mark on his chest was shocking.

"Hurt you? I\'m sorry. I wanted to kill you. Unfortunately, I\'m not fast enough!" Qingxinjiang raised his head slightly, raised his long sword again and said softly.

For a moment, all the people in the void had deep eyes.

They thought about countless possibilities, but they didn\'t think that it was Da Qian who took the lead.

And the move is a cruel move. One move will make everyone see blood.

For a moment, a kind of remorse suddenly appeared in their hearts.

There is no Yang Fan in the east continent, but the absence of Yang Fan does not mean that there is no one in the east continent. Just like qingxinjiang in front of us.

A sword makes wanhou avoid everyone. What if it\'s him? Is there any way to live under this sword?

The answer is no!

They have no chance of living at all.

Even Li Jin\'s face on the void changed.

His eyes also suddenly looked at qingxinjiang, full of accidents.

On the other side, when ye shubian saw this scene, his eyes narrowed and a sense of killing flowed through his eyes.

This is a threat!

He could see that qingxinjiang\'s accomplishments were not xingmen, but still empty holes. However, this sword made people in xingmen feel palpitations.

Even he felt that if he fought with all his strength, he might not be the opponent of qingxinjiang.

That\'s what made him want to kill.

Because these people are all gathered here by Yang Fan. If Yang Fan is really dead, forget it. But if Yang Fan is not dead, these people will gather together.

Even the Ye family have to retreat.

"Good!"

"Although Yang Fan is not here, I am not alone."

"This sword killed their edge."

In contrast, thousands of people were extremely excited.

This sword made them proud.

The depression in my heart was also swept away.

The man\'s face was even more embarrassed.

He came to show his holiness before others. Unexpectedly, he became a stepping stone for others. Instead of making thousands of people feel desperate, he made them regain hope.

"A group of mole ants, it\'s too early to be happy. What can a mere sword mean?" As soon as he gave a cold drink, the next moment, his strength broke out.

"Hole emptiness is always hole emptiness. Today, let you see what is the power of Stargate." As soon as the killing rages in people\'s eyes, his hands open when he speaks.

Boom!

In an instant, the starlight tilted down.

"All back off!" Qianzhenxiong gave a loud and direct order.

He is determined to fight to the death, but that doesn\'t mean he doesn\'t know how to live or die.

Star gate territory, open the star gate and show your magic power.

At this moment, he knew that once the general was moved to the real fire, he should give full play to his real combat power.

But qingxinjiang kept silent, directly put the long sword into the sword box and pulled out a sword in the middle.

"Boy, die. Mourning fist!"

As soon as the man was shrouded in the stars, he gave a bold blow.

Boom, boom.

This is the power of magic. It\'s a punch from xingmen. The shadow of the fist moves, and the world changes color. All existence in the whole field is eclipsed at this moment, and only one boxing shadow becomes eternal.

Under the raging force, many buildings in the imperial city directly collapsed, and the buildings collapsed and turned into powder in an instant.

It\'s no exaggeration to say that if Wanji will deliberately target Daqian, this punch will be enough to waste half of the whole palace.

In the Imperial City, countless people saw this scene and fled madly, as if the end had come.

Zhao Wu and Huo Zhibai stood side by side, but their Qi machine was constantly rising, as if they were ready to take action at any time.

But just then, a sword light suddenly rose in the air.

Boom!

Then, an incredible picture appeared.

As soon as the sword light passed, the fist shadow split from the middle in an instant, as if a person\'s fist had been split directly, which was very realistic.

"Ah ah!"

Immediately, a scream appeared directly.

I saw Wan Ji split the right arm directly from the middle.

Senran white bones let everyone take a cold breath in their hearts, as if they felt the same, and couldn\'t bear to take another look.

"Magic power? That\'s it?"

Qingxinjiang sneered, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes, as if he wanted to run through the word forcing the king to the end.

"Ah, you... You dare to break my arm. Do you know who I am?" As soon as you can, you will be shocked in people\'s eyes.

He never thought that his strength would be forced so easily. More than that, even he himself was seriously injured.

"What\'s the matter? If you can\'t fight, you\'re going to move. Is it long? Food is forced." Qingxinjiang adheres to the principle that angry people don\'t pay for their lives. Once installed in the end, the contempt in his eyes and the contempt in his tone make wanjijiang a complete joke in an instant.