Fairy King Dad

Huang Wushuang came nearby.

Su Chen had already killed everyone he wanted to kill.

Huang Wushuang's face turned green and red.

There is no doubt that Su Chen killed dozens of people in this heavenly palace in front of him.

From Ding Cheng, who is about to become the fifth giant, to Ding Sheng, the fourth giant, and Leng Yu, the third giant.

They were all killed by him.

If something like this didn't happen right in front of them, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

After all, this is the Heavenly Palace, the strongest in the East River Region!

"Su Changfeng."

"I will kill everyone related to you and use your blood to pay tribute to my Tiangong disciples."

Huang Wushuang's eyes were scarlet, he gritted his teeth and put down his harsh words.

Perhaps in Huang Wushuang's view, Su Chen was already running away.

He saw Su Chen's methods clearly and knew that there was no way to keep him. If Shan Wuhen didn't take action, he would probably let this man escape.

Huang Wushuang was furious, but also helpless. He didn't expect that Su Changfeng's combat power would reach this level.

However, what he didn't expect was that Su Chen was suspended in place, and he looked at Huang Wushuang indifferently:

"You are the only one who bullies our Kunlun City."

Huang Wushuang said coldly: "So what if I'm here? I only regret that I didn't massacre all the Kunlun City that day. Su Changfeng, the future is long, and we still don't know who will have the last laugh."

"There is ample time?"

Su Chen moved his neck and wrist, and said disdainfully: "Huang Wushuang, you have no future. Today, you have to die."

Wow!

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar on the ground.

Many people did not expect that even Huang Wushuang would come forward and Su Changfeng would continue to kill!

"Can he kill the second giant?"

The Evil Dragon Immortal King frowned slightly: "Looking at his current strength, he should be on par with Huang Wushuang."

Immortal King Furong blinked curiously: "Huang Wushuang is not Leng Yu. Those three trashes Ding Cheng and Ding Sheng, Huang Wushuang can be called a real giant. With Su Changfeng's strength, he just could clearly "Let's go, but he still wants to kill, which is too arrogant. If he forces Shan Wuhen to come out, he will die."

Zhou Busheng, Fang Minglong and others still looked shocked.

Including tens of thousands of people around.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are between five and six hundred thousand disciples of the Heavenly Palace here. With people coming from all over the place, the total number exceeds five million.

And there is a steady stream of people coming.

When they arrived at the scene, the first thing they did was confused.

"What did you say!"

"Three Tiangong giants have died?"

"Oh my God, who is so cruel?"

"..."

It seemed that the air was filled with fierce fighting spirit.

The wind howled, making the leaves rustle.

The first mountain, under the cliff.

The emerald green leaves ripple out the melodies of nature.

Under some trees, three people were sitting at the tea table.

Shan Wuhen and two other old men.

"Do you really not care? Many immortal kings in the Heavenly Palace have died." A blue-haired old man smiled faintly.

He is Xuanqing Immortal King, a legendary giant of the North River Region.

In this area, there is a river named Tongtian River. The river stretches far and spans more than a dozen regions.

Tongtian River has a lot of aquatic products, and there are some mineral veins under the water. The richest place is surrounded by four areas, which are named according to the location of Tongtian River, southeast and northwest.

East River Basin, West River Basin, South River Basin and North River Basin.

Few people know the Immortal King Xuanqing sitting here, but he is a veteran powerhouse in the North River Region, a terrifying boss who has retreated behind the scenes.

The other old man in white beside him is the spokesperson of Immortal King Xuanqing.

At this moment, facing the words of Immortal King Xuanqing, Shan Wuhen said lightly:

"The Immortal King of Tiangong is not afraid of being killed. I also feel that the junior killed too few people."

Xuanqing's expression changed: "Brother Wuhen, you mean... to clean up the door?"

"Hahaha, not bad."

Shan Wuhen smiled heartily: "It is indeed a matter of cleaning up the portal. In the East River Region, this is the sky. There are thousands of immortal kings in the heavenly palace, and there are more than a dozen giants. The resources given to them every year consume a lot. The most important thing is that these people, who are in high positions, have changed their minds over time and become more and more greedy and unscrupulous. They think that I don’t know, but in fact, I know every account. "

These words made Xuan Qing nod his head empathetically: "Indeed, there are some people who are extremely qualified but unable to improve their cultivation, so they put their energy in other places. There are also people who are arrogant and domineering because of their merits to the sect. , Those who have made merit should indeed be rewarded, but they cannot continue to be rewarded.”

Immortal King Xuanqing seemed to have a few dissatisfied subordinates. When he spoke, there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Every sect needs new blood at a specific time."

Shan Wuhen smiled faintly: "This group of people has died. In a few years, a new group of people will be added. The new people will be more hardworking and uncomplaining."

"However, if that boy named Su kills too many people, I'm afraid it will shake the foundation." Xuan Qing slightly reminded him.

However, Shan Wuhen's eyes were indifferent at this moment: "When the junior is almost killed, I will step in and kill him. The matter will be settled, killing two birds with one stone. Moreover, as long as I am here, nothing will change today."

"Hahaha, yes, Brother Wuhen is a disciple of the Sword Palace. It is easy for you to control a mere area."

Immortal King Xuanqing had a look of admiration on his face.

"Sword Palace, I haven't been back for many years." Shan Wuhen sighed, took a sip of tea, looked into the distance and sighed.

The Sword Palace is not well-known in the surrounding dozen regions, but some giant immortal kings are well-known, and they are very afraid of the Sword Palace.

Every disciple of the Sword Palace is daunting. The Sword Palace is a stable dimensional small world that exists in the Xihe Region.

There are not many disciples in the sect, but every one who comes out is a giant immortal king.

Immortal King Xuanqing knows something. It is rumored that an immortal emperor will appear in the Sword Palace every few years.

The powerful immortal emperor is an existence that transcends the heaven and earth, and even the laws of the world do not allow a transcendent existence.

'How difficult is it for an immortal king to become an emperor? '

'The Sword Palace has methods and treasures for promotion. '

'If I can enter the Sword Palace, I will have no regrets in my life. '

Immortal King Xuanqing had something in mind, and at this moment, he felt some murderous aura outside.

"That junior is decisive and has great magical powers. I wonder if Huang Wushuang can defeat him." Immortal King Xuanqing had a curious look on his face: "I observed their auras and they are not much different."

Shan Wuhen smiled faintly: "Huang Wushuang has practiced the Heavenly Thunder Art. He has been bathing in divine thunder for a thousand years. He has become a magic thunder battle body. Among the giant immortal kings, Huang Wushuang's combat power has reached the second echelon. In this Donghe region, there are not many people who can fight with Huang Wushuang, let alone a junior from outside."

"Oh?"

Imperial King Xuanqing looked strange: "I didn't expect that Huang Wushuang actually practiced the magic thunder battle body. Not bad, not bad. He should have won this battle."

The voice fell.

"Thunder is coming!"

Huang Wushuang shouted angrily to the sky.

Dark clouds appeared in the sky, thunder and lightning rose out of thin air, and the dazzling lightning fell from the sky and hovered on Huang Wushuang's body.

At this moment, Huang Wushuang was like the god of thunder, attracting countless exclamations from the surroundings.

"Kill!"

Huang Wushuang opened fire at full power, his figure turned into a lightning, at this moment, he seemed to be transformed into lightning, attacking Su Chen.

Facing Huang Wushuang, Su Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, he was still there, waiting quietly.

Huang Wushuang cut through the void, the tail of the lightning was still there, but Huang Wushuang was close to Su Chen.

Thunder Spear!

Huang Wushuang grabbed with his right hand, and a lightning spear condensed, carrying a terrifying power, accompanied by deafening thunder.

It is no exaggeration to say that this attack alone has surpassed the sum of Leng Yu, Ding Sheng and others.

The strength of that group of people is far less than Huang Wushuang.

"Go to hell!"

Huang Wushuang's eyes were cold, his lightning spear was raised high, and rushed towards Su Chen's head.

Swish!

The lightning spear pierced through Su Chen's body.

At first, Huang Wushuang had a hint of joy on his face, but in an instant, he was horrified.

The body pierced by the thunder spear was just a residual shadow.

Huang Wushuang's eyes condensed slightly, and he suddenly turned around and looked back.

He saw Su Chen thirty feet behind him, with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly.

"It turns out to be a thunder physique, very rare, but your magical power is a bit too weak."

Su Chen shook his head.

He wanted to take action before, but he didn't expect that Huang Wushuang arrived in front of him, and the pure physical aura made Su Chen a little interested.

It was the first time I saw a physique of a certain level in Donghe Region.

It's a pity that Huang Wushuang's understanding of the physique is far from enough, and the power he can exert may be only one-tenth or one-twelfth.

Su Chen was very strange.

Generally, a strong physique is nurtured through various methods and hardships.

People like Su Chen who have emperor bones are rare, and those with great backgrounds are rare.

And those who have worked hard to hone their physiques often have good control over their physiques, and they are perfect.

But Huang Wushuang in front of him has a good physique, but the magical power he uses is so weak.

Su Chen suddenly felt a little bored.

"I am weak?"

Huang Wushuang was furious. He rushed over again and shouted: "Kill!"

The thunder spear in Huang Wushuang's hand was thundering and lightning, and its power was even greater, faintly reaching the power of breaking the void.

Facing the hot-tempered Huang Wushuang.

Su Chen shook his head slightly, glanced at the thunder spear, and flicked his finger.

Boom!

A stream of green light was ejected from Su Chen's finger.

The green light and the thunder spear collided with each other.

The thunder spear was broken with a bang, and the energy surged, like a big explosion in the air.

Huang Wushuang was swept away by the violent energy. His body cut through the air and flew backwards for a full kilometer before he stopped.

In an instant, the faces of the people watching the battle changed.

"How is it possible? Huang Wushuang was forced back by a finger?"

"This..."

"Is Su Changfeng stronger than we thought? Can he suppress Huang Wushuang?"

Many people couldn't believe it. Under their gaze, Su Chen's attack just now seemed too plain.

Just flicking his fingers casually broke Huang Wushuang's peerless magical power.

This contrast was shocking.

When Huang Wushuang paused.

Everyone saw that there was a pierced wound on Huang Wushuang's left shoulder, and a faint wisp of green smoke was emanating from the wound.

Hiss!

In an instant, countless people on the field took a breath of cold air.

The pierced wound was the magical power that Su Chen had just casually used.

The power of one finger is so terrifying!