Fusion Computer: My skills are not serious

A series of gray halos spread towards the surroundings.

When the attacks of the two sides collided, they exploded like fireworks.

The two retreated several kilometers at the same time.

This blow was a temptation between the two, and it seemed that there was no winner.

With just one move, the two had a general understanding of each other's strength.

They all know that with the strength they have shown, it is not an easy task to decide the outcome in a short period of time.

If the fight continues, the final result may be a loss for both sides.

Sad Lord's expression was not very good at this time.

Because of this battle, if Song Huangquan lost, everything would be easy to talk about.

However, if he loses, then he will lose face.

After all, it wasn't long before Song Huangquan broke through to the Holy Lord.

He is a person who has been in the holy realm for hundreds of years. If he can't defeat the opponent, it is a joke.

On the contrary, Song Huangquan lost without much loss.

There is no shame in losing to seniors.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly winked at a man who was watching from below.

This is his own younger brother, the Joyful One.

Seeing his elder brother's wink, the holy lord of joy came to the opposite of Song Huangquan in a blink of an eye.

"Song Huangquan, do you know how to respect seniors?"

The Joyful Lord said this just to show his position.

At this time, arguing about right and wrong is meaningless.

No one paid attention to who was right or wrong in this matter.

Song Huangquan's face darkened when he saw the Joyful Lord standing up.

With his strength, at most he can even draw with the Sorrowful Sage.

If the other party joins the Joyful Lord, and if he really makes a move, he will definitely lose.

Now, it's time for him to shake people.

It's just that his strength has developed too fast.

The people who have a good relationship with him are almost all kings.

It's useless for these people to stand up.

"Senior, it also depends on whether it is worthy of respect!"

"If it's not worth it, then senior is shit!"

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared beside Song Huangquan and said.

"He is the Holy One of Truth!" Dongfang Xiao introduced to Song Nuannuan.

"The seniors don't respect them? What do the seniors pay?"

Soon, another person stood on the side of the mourning sage.

"Does that mean that as long as the seniors have contributed, they can do whatever they want?" At this time, the Space Lord also appeared.

In this way, both sides came and went, and soon, there were five holy venerables on both sides.

Among them, Song Huangquan's side, besides him, the other four sages of Longguo also appeared.

Including the Star Lord who led Song Nuannuan and the others.

"Seniors are seniors. If juniors want to resist seniors, they have to surpass seniors."

Sad Lord, the sixth Holy Lord on their side appeared.

As for Song Huangquan and the others, there was no Holy One anymore.

On Hengjue Mountain, there are still some saints.

But it's clear that they don't intend to join either side.

Only Venerable Xingchen looked at Dongfang and laughed at them.

Seeing Venerable Xingchen's gaze, Song Wennuan sighed.

He had originally thought that after arriving at Nine Layers Pass, he would hug the thigh of his father, the Holy One, and walk sideways.

Unexpectedly, on the first day when I first arrived, I had to support my father.

It's okay if my mother is unreliable.

Even my father is not reliable now.

However, he had to stand up.

"I don't agree with this senior's opinion."

"I think that Longxu noodles should be mixed with No. 42 concrete!"

Hearing this sudden voice, everyone turned their eyes to him.

"Dog!" Song Huangquan said in surprise.

He didn't expect that Song Wennuan would come to Nine Levels Pass so quickly.

"When will I wait for the sage to speak, and a king in the realm can also intervene."

"Aren't there any rules in Hengjue City?" The Sad Lord said disdainfully.

He could feel the breath of Song Nuan's body, but he was only in the realm of a king.

There are not [-] such people in Hengjue City, but there are also [-].

He doesn't look at it at all.

"Dao Wuxin, cut off his arm!" Song Wennuan didn't even bother to bicker.

As soon as his words fell, a super strong saber energy went towards the mourning sage.

PS: Chapter 3 is here!

3 Chapter Fifty

No one thought that Song Nuannuan would let Dao Wuxin do it after a disagreement.

Moreover, Dao Wuxin's attack is very powerful.

When this saber energy went towards the mourning sage, the faces of the sages on the opposite side all changed.

Because they can feel how strong the energy contained in this saber energy is.

Although it was only one blow, they were already sure that Dao Wuxin's strength was stronger than any of them.

So, the six people on the opposite side started at the same time.

In this way, it is very easy to resolve Dao Wuxin's attack.

However, at this time, Dao Wuxin's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

In the next second, he appeared in front of the Sad Lord.

"Compression!" At the same time, Song Nuan cooperated with Dao Wuxin to use the compression skill on the Sad Lord.

In an instant, the aura of the Sorrowful Saint descended rapidly.

"Shh!"

Immediately afterwards, a cold light flashed, and an arm flew up.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and none of the other saints around reacted.

"Now, can I interrupt?"

At this time, Song Nuan looked at the Sad Lord and asked.

Dongfang laughed and said that in Hengjue City, one cannot kill his companions.

Therefore, he just let Dao Wuxin cut off the opponent's arm.

If it is possible to kill, it will be the opponent's head that will be severed.

"You..." Hearing what Song Wenwen said, the Sad Lord looked at Song Wennuan with hatred and fear.

At this time, he was really sad.

He is a veteran saint, and after two rounds of fighting, he was cut off with an arm.

If it wasn't for the other party's mercy, I'm afraid he would die without a doubt.

What the Sad Lord doesn't know is that although Dao Wuxin's strength is not weak, if he doesn't have Song Nuannuan's skills, he can sneak attack him.

It would never be so easy to cut off one of his arms.

"If you still have an opinion, I don't mind cutting off your other arm."

"You may not have performed well just now, do you want to try again?" Song Wennuan asked lightly.

"Who are you, you dare to commit murder here?" At this time, the younger brother of the Sad Lord, the Joyful Lord stepped forward and asked.

Whether it was Song Nuannuan or Dao Wuxin, he was relatively unfamiliar.

"Why, you found out that you can't fight, so you plan to reason?"

"Are you going to reason with me?"

"I'm a stupid person, and I can't reason."

"I can do it, try not to make any noise."

When Song Wenwen said this, he scanned the Joyful Lord with his eyes.

In the end, he fixed his eyes on one of his arms.

This gave Joyful Lord a shudder.

His strength is even worse than that of his brother.

If Song Nuannuan and the others attacked him, his fate would probably be the same as his brother's.

As for the other saints beside him, they couldn't help him at all.

After all, if Song Wennuan really made a move, Song Huangquan and the others would not just sit idly by.

Now, Song Huangquan and the others, not counting Song Wennuan, have a total of seven saints.

Not to mention, there was another Song Nuan they couldn't see through.

They could feel the aura coming from Song Nuan's body, which was the realm of kings.

However, looking at the medal he wore on his chest, it was already a blue medal.

According to the knowledge of everyone in Hengjue City, the Holy One does not necessarily have a blue medal.

However, the person with the blue medal must be the Holy One.

Therefore, he felt that Song Wennuan's strength in the king realm was just a superficial disguise.

His true strength is unfathomable.

Otherwise, he wouldn't order a super powerful saint casually.

"Song Huangquan, today's matter is up to you."

"However, today's shame, I will remember it."

At this time, the Sad Lord also saw the gap between the two sides, so he succumbed.

Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he had to bow his head under the eaves.

The situation is not as good as others, if you bow your head, it is not ashamed in Hengjue City.

"Anytime!"