The Human Emperor

Not to mention, just in front of the scene, the young man in the robe revealed an amazing talent and powerful potential.

Even the giants of their sects had to be cautious.

“Buzz!”

In the crowd, Song Yulan and Song Xiao's younger brothers held their fists, their faces were already pale without a little blood.

Across the street, Prince Qingyang is proud and has a light hem, revealing a super dusty and devulgar atmosphere. With this hand, he easily deterred everyone around him. The next moment, his mouth was softened, his head turned to Wang Shou in the opposite crowd and a provocative smile appeared.

It's really weird that there are years, especially this year, when someone is faking it to themselves. It's just that he picked the wrong person. Are you so pretentious? Stupid!

For a moment, there was silence around him, his eyes quickly felt the movement of Prince Qingyang, and he looked to Wang Chong.

At that moment, all the pressure of the whole place quickly shifted to Wang Zheng, even Song Yulan and Song Zheng couldn't help looking at the past. If you look carefully, you will find that both lips are shaking slightly.

At the beginning, the two men firmly believed in Wang Chong's identity, but after seeing this scene, their hearts were a little shaken.

“Whatever you say, I believe what he says. He is the only one who is the real Master Qingyang! ”

Finally, Song Yulan walked out and spoke loudly to the crowd. Her divine color was exciting and her face was red, and she was obviously completely immune.

When Wang Chung saw this scene, he was moved and a little ashamed, but now he can only be sorry for her. If his identity is now revealed, there is no doubt about it, Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, Xuanyin Old Ancestor and Wanghui Old Ancestor, all four strong sectarian circles will attack him.

Wang Chong will immediately risk his life around the world. It's not up to him now.

“Little girl, don't blame! ”

Wang Chung flashed this thought in his mind and quickly calmed down.

Fake Li Xiao met Zhen Li Xiao, this was also the first time Wang Zhong met, and even after watching three games, Wang Zhong gradually became somewhat interested in this Qingyang son.

“What do you say? It's not too late to be honest! ”

Young Master Qingyang took two steps forward.

“Haha, so all I have to do is direct a disciple of Xuan Wu Realm and defeat a master of the Imperial Wu Realm, and I will immediately be Prince Qingyang, right? ”

Unexpectedly, Wang Chung smiled slightly and suddenly stepped forward.

“You!”

When he heard Wang Chong's words, Prince Qingyang suddenly felt suffocated.

The gap between the Realm and Xuan Wu Realm is like a gap, which everyone knows, so he commands a Xuan Wu junior martial artist, defeating a strong man from the Realm Wu Realm will shock everyone so much, but this feat falls in Wang Zhou, trivializes, becomes like drinking open water, how can he bear it, it is a naked humiliation.

“Well, let me see how good you are! ”

Young Master Qingyang looked angry.

This has taken him out of anger, and even more out of his mind. When he saw his means again, the other party was still so calm, which he had no idea. He's either a fool or a madman!

But either way, he would never allow the other person to be aggressive in front of his own eyes.

“Master Song! ”

Wang Chung nodded towards Song Yuan, who turned slightly.

Wang Chong looked at the Yin Yin Old Ancestor across the street:

“Xuanyin Old Ancestor, otherwise we don't have to be so troublesome, just pick an opponent of the Imperial Martial Realm! ”

“Scoundrel! ”

Xuanyin Old Ancestor heard this saying, and he was straight with blue hair and purple hair.

“Haunted lord, you go straight ahead! ”

Xuanyin Old Ancestor looked angry and directly picked out a master of Wuzu Alliance who breathed like Yue, and saw the fighter, the people on the Zhengqi Alliance side shouted.

“It's not fair! Shame on the Five Journalists! ”

“In this way, Prince Qingyang (Wang Chong) will not lose! ”

The same opponent, Xuanyin Old Ancestor chose this opponent for Wang Chung, is much stronger than they chose.

“Well, that's what he said. Isn't it the realm of Imperial Martial Law? If you want to prove yourself, you can't stop him from believing it! ”

Xuanyin Old Ancestor snorted coldly.

Across the street, a disciple named Zhengqi Alliance became the culprit. However, in front of the Xuanyin ancestors, the people had to endure forcibly, but the idle martial artists who came to the northwest to compete for the Great Immortal Gong, a voice buzzing, whispering, quite contemptuous of the practices of Xuanyin ancestors.

Though a master of imperial martial arts, everyone in the sectarian world knows that he has practiced a skillful “ghost prison technique”, by virtue of which he can continuously draw from the depths of the earth to the shadows and clouds.

Moreover, once he exercises martial arts, there will be a forest of haunted fog around his body, and as soon as he enters this range, the qi in his body will inevitably be disturbed. This is true of all the martial arts fighters, let alone the Xuan Martial Arts.

With this alone, there will be no chance of victory on the Alliance's side.

“It seems that Xuanyin Old Ancestor is after the boy. He wants to kill him and then quickly before he can come up with this solution. ”

A casual martial artist watching next to him lowered his voice.

“Xuanyin Old Ancestor, now that you've chosen it, you don't have to waste time. Let's get this over with and get started! ”

At this time, Wang punched his hands behind his back and looked at Xuanyin Old Ancestor, staring across the street, confident in his face.

“Buzz!”

Zhengqi, the leader of the alliance, Song Yuanyi, was also prepared to take a step forward to have Xuanyin Ancestor replace the haunted lord, but when he heard this, he had to frown. If it had already poured into his mouth, he had to take it back.

On the other side, the crowd stagnated. After a brief silence, hundreds of disciples of the five Zuzu Alliance burst out laughing, even Prince Qingyang and the old Xuanyin Ancestor in the rear showed a slight ironic smile.

Wang Chong performs like an arrogant and conceited man!

Young Master Qingyang commanded a Xuan Wu junior martial artist to defeat the Wang Wu junior martial artist is already the limit. Wang Zhong actually needs to pick a stronger martial artist.

Who does he think he is?

This guy has no idea the immensity of Heaven and Earth.

“Hmm, I thought he was capable of something, Handan Toddler, trying to learn from me, and not everyone can do it! ”

Young Master Qingyang's sleeve whispered and smiled coldly. The whole look of the person was much more relaxed.

“The dude is unique, he's just a clown! ”

An indifferent voice came from behind him, beside Prince Qingyang, the body was raised, the guard who was always beside him also spoke.

Young Master Qingyang smiled without saying a word.

On the other hand, Xuanyin Ancestors also laughed. This kid is completely insane. He really wants to command a common Xuan Wu Jian, and can defeat the top Imperial Wu Jian.

This is a joke.

“Hey, hey, kid, want to get out of the way, Ben Jo's all yours! ”

Xuanyin Old Ancestor laughed strangely. Looking at Wang Chong's eyes was like looking at a dead man. Whether it's real or not, this kid's dead!

“Prince Qingyang, are you crazy? Why should you promise to compete with him, the ghost prison technique practiced by the haunted lord, the martial arts are very high, and he has always been fierce and fierce, and the battle experience is extremely rich, you should never have agreed to this fight at all! ”

Song Yulan rushed to Wang's side and grabbed his arm tightly. She was almost mad by Wang's impulse.

The righteous alliance master who was chosen by Wang Zheng to fight the haunted lord was already ashamed. This is no longer a battle, it can be called a death!

“Young Master Qingyang, I know you're real, but can we try someone else in this fight? ”

His lips trembled, and the reason he hasn't collapsed yet is simply to see Wang Chong directing people to kill the black will be uncertain, and to force Xuanyin old ancestors. But, after all, unlike previous battles, this is not a war between groups, but between individuals and individuals.

The gap was too wide, and he had no chance of winning.

“Don't worry, everything has me! If things go wrong, I'll make you confess in time! ”

Wang slapped his shoulder to comfort him.

“Young Master Qingyang, are you crazy? Do you know what you're talking about? ”

Song Yulan is rushed and angry:

“It's not a game, you know what happens when you lose! ”

The situation is no longer a simple contest. It has nothing to do with the disciple of Qi Qi and the haunted lord. It is a matter of the true and false Lord Qingyang.

If Wang Chung fails, it will prove that Song Yuanyi was fooled by a fake Qingyang son, so many people, even if Song Yuanyi doesn't want to, only kill Wang Chung to exemplify the effects, and warn the world at the same time.

But he didn't seem to understand the seriousness of the matter at all, and he could still laugh.

However, Wang Chong, as if he had not heard at all, stared at Song Yulan and asked him another thing:

“Did you just say that haunted lords practiced the art of ghost prison? ”

“This is the time, you still ask me that? Who else doesn't know how to cultivate a ghost prison? ”

Song Yulan's entire popularity is desperate and depressed.

Wang Chong did not speak, but his eyes revealed a strange light.

“The art of hell? This is gonna be so much fun! ”

No matter how angry Song Yulan is, the game will begin soon.

“Listen to me, after a fight, you seal the three caves of Shaoyang, Shaoyang and the order gate, and listen to my orders, as soon as I let you do it, you do it, leave the rest alone! ”

Wang Chong whispered in his ear, in the ear of the disciple of Xuan Wu Realm.

This Zhengqi Alliance disciple divine battle, but in front of Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting Pavilion, this battle is no longer his choice.