The Human Emperor

“How is this possible! How is this possible? ”

Xuanyin Old Ancestor opened his mouth wide and his face was incredible.

This is definitely not what he wanted!

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could I possibly lose to him! ”

At this moment, there is no more stunned than Prince Qingyang.

The previous moment, his face was confident, self-absorbed, divine and even revealed a slight smile, as if he had seen himself eventually win.

But the next moment, I lost. The front and rear contrast is so great that in the eyes of Lord Qingyang, all the splendor was lost in an instant, his lips couldn't help but tremble.

He is Master Qingyang, Master Qingyang is him!

No one can compare with him in terms of longitudinal and western martial arts. This is the confidence of Lord Qingyang, and the reason why he dared to go to Xuanyin Old Ancestor on his own initiative, and Wang Zhongyi was higher and lower. Young Master Qingyang never doubted himself, nor did he think that he could not win, because he could not lose!

But the end in front of him, slapped him hard.

“Impossible! Never! ”

Prince Qingyang lowered his head and muttered to himself. The whole person lost his soul and was completely immersed in this huge blow.

From childhood to age, although for physical congenital reasons, martial arts cannot be practiced or, more precisely, there cannot be much achievement in martial arts. But in terms of vision, insight and understanding, Mr. Qingyang never thought he would lose to anyone.

His confidence and pride lie in the fact that he trains the guards of this holy land around him with the repair of a true martial arts land, which is no less powerful than that of any imperial general.

Now, however, he is defeated where he is best at. That moment was even more painful than killing him.

“Xuanyin Old Ancestor, you see the end result, believe you have nothing to say in the end! ”

At this moment, a cold voice rang out. Zhengqi Alliance leader Song Yuan, a robe, suddenly walked up.

As soon as his eyes swept, he immediately locked the distant Qingyang boy.

“Bastard! ”

For a moment, Xuanyin's face became incredibly ugly.

“Sir, go! ”

At this time, the guard behind Prince Qingyang, who had not spoken much, grabbed Prince Qingyang's shoulder and immediately went out like lightning.

“Huh! Can you walk?" ”

Just one cold hum, Song Yuan glanced at the electricity, the ice was so cold, his steep gaze toward the Qingyang dude in the middle of the sky and the guard beside him. As the world's famous sectarian giant, ranked at least in the top five, it is absolutely impossible for Son Qingyang and the guard around him to escape.

whoosh!

The air shook, emitting a steel-like roar, and Song Yuanyi immediately stepped out.

“Ah!”

Seeing this scene, the crowd shouted, and many people had a nervous look on their faces.

Anything comes at a price. At that moment, everyone seemed to have seen the fate of the "fake Qingyang Song Song" who was killed by the leader of Zhengqi Alliance Song Yuan.

Although Master Qingyang has a reputation in the martial arts, and the guard next to him is a top expert, he is still missing a rank in front of Zhengqi Alliance leader Song Yuanyi.

Watching Lord Qingyang and the guard next to him will be slaughtered by Zhengqi Alliance leader Song Yuan, but the next moment, something unexpected happened to everyone. ——

Boom!

The light flashed, a pound of Evergreen Qi condensed like steel, lightning broke out, except that the target of this finger was not the Qingyang boy in the middle of the sky and the guard beside him, but stood still in front - Wang Chong!

“Father!”

“Alliance Lord! ”

Seeing this scene, Song Yulan and other disciples of Zhengqi Alliance first shouted, a full face stunned, completely stunned.

According to the previous agreement, Prince Qingyang (Wang Shock) defeated the young man across the street. He has already proved his identity. What Song Yuanyi is going to kill is to escape "Fake Prince Qingyang” across the street. Instead, why did he do it to the real Prince Qingyang?

Isn't this the reverse end of the book?

Not to mention, Young Master Qingyang helped them.

At this time, however, the fact that Zhengqi Alliance leaders had slaughtered Wang was already disputed, watching Wang Zhong about to be seriously injured by Song Yuanyi. Boom, energy explosion, smoke and dust rolling, electric light and stone fire room, the light flashed, Wang Zheng quickly flashed outside the number of strengths, avoiding Song Yuanyi's powerful blow.

“Master Song, what are you doing! ”

Wang Chongyi danced, watching Song Yuanyi slowly fall in the middle of the air, his eyes filled with “shock”.

“Do you still have to pretend in front of me when this happens? ”

Song Yuan, with his sleeves twitched, carried his hands behind his back, watched Wang Zheng indifferently:

“If you really are Lord Qingyang, you can't hide from that blow. ”

Song Yuan's voice had just fallen, and the crowd was suddenly silent. Song Yulan and Song Xiao's younger brothers were more pale on their faces without a trace of blood. All Zhengqi Alliance disciples were also eager to go to Wang Chong.

Young Master Qingyang can't do martial arts. This is a well-known thing. If Wang Chong is truly Young Master Qingyang, he will never be able to escape when Song Yuan makes his move.

For a moment, the whole area, thousands of pairs of eyes stared at it, the crow was silent, and everyone was stunned.

This brief moment, there were so many accidents, so many people didn't respond at all.

First the “Qingyang Song” on the side of the Wuzu Alliance accidentally defeated, then Zhengqing Alliance leader Song Yuanyi did not go after the fake Qingyang Song, but went after the "real Qingyang Song”, then the fake became real, really fake... For some people who can't turn their minds, they directly disappeared.

The atmosphere is mysterious, the whole area, people stare at each other, no atmosphere dare to come out.

Everyone understood that something must have happened that they did not know, even the escort who led the Qingyang boy away stopped in the distance, and his face was stunned.

“Son, what's going on? ”

In the crowd, the guard lowered his voice and looked puzzled. He deliberately pulled a distance between Wuzu Alliance and Zhengqi Alliance, so that he could escape in time even in the event of an accident.

But from the scene in front of us, whether it be Song Yuanyi, the leader of Zhengqi Alliance, or Xuanyin Old Ancestor, there is obviously no time to ignore them.

“Hahaha, Song Yuanyi, my husband underestimated you, this time you finally know who is real and who is fake! ”

At this moment, a laugh broke the silence. The crowd separated, Xuanyin Old Ancestor slowly walked forward two steps, his eyes turned and quickly fell on Wang Zheng:

“Boy, who the hell are you! How dare you trick me and Master Song into beating Lord Qingyang! There can be no such thing as you in the sectarian world. Say, what is your origin? ”

Xuanyin Old Ancestor gazed at the electricity. As he spoke, a huge spiritual force weighed like a mountain. He tried to lock it on Wang Zheng. In the present situation, as long as Wang Zheng changes slightly, the immediate response to him is a thunderous blow.

Almost at the same time, Zhengqi Alliance deputy leader Xie Guangting Ting and Wanghui Old Zubei, who had been standing on the flag beacon without much talk, often looked at each other. The famous Taishan Beidou of the four sectarian circles, his eyes all focused on an unknown young man.

An unknown young man actually offended both the righteous and evil factions at the same time, something that had never happened in the sectarian world.

“Who exactly is this kid? ”

The surrounding needle was smelly, all the lookouts, black pressed, but no one spoke. This fight between real and fake Qingyang sons, people were supposed to hold a lively attitude, but at this time, no one can laugh anymore.

He dared to play between the two giants of the sectarian world, while also defeating “Weiwei Wanwu" in the positive challenge, named the world's Qingyang Son..., although young, his courage is enough to make the most arrogant distortion of the sectarian world, all sweaty and shocked.

“Hey, hey, kid, you're dead this time! I'll see who can save you! ”

There is no happier crowd at this time than Antoine.

Song Yuan did not go after the “fake Qingyang son”, but came to fight Wang Chong, even he was stuck. But after the initial stunner, it was ecstatic. He always thought that Song Yuanyi was blinded by Wang Chong's boy. But from now on, I'm afraid Song Yuanyi knew he wasn't.

This Old Fox!

“Father, it's impossible! There must be some mistake. You must be mistaken! ”

At this time, a woman's voice came and Song Yu suddenly ran out of the crowd and hugged her father. Her face was pale and there was some hope in her eyes.

In any event, she did not believe that the person who saved herself from Wei Changting Ting and also helped Elder Ouyang and the Alliance would be a fake "Qingyang Son”.

“... and even if he's fake, he hasn't done anything wrong to us! Why did Father do it to him? ”

Song Yulan leaned back and held his father's hand tightly. It seemed that only Song Yuanyi would continue to attack Wang.

“Sister! Now it's time for you to help him? ”

Cheyenne looked at him and shouted in a flustered and exasperated manner.

Wang Chung ignored Accountant Ando, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart. At this point, there is no need to hide Song Yulan, there is no need for this. She was a good girl, even at this time, she saw herself flashing through his father's attack and died believing that she was the real "Blue Yang Son”.

I'm afraid she's the only one left in this area who believes in herself.

“Miss Song, you don't have to speak for me anymore! I'm not really Lord Aoyagi! ”

Wang Chong shouted.

There is an end to everything, and this sectarian journey is now over.

When he heard Wang Chong's words, Song Yulan shook his body, squeezing his lips tightly, and the last little bit of blood on his face faded clean.