The broad sword was out of its sheath, the wind rose and the clouds moved, the strong force was as heavy as a mountain smashed down, the air vibrated, and the entire ring was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.
Very strong.
Unprecedentedly strong.
He was stronger than any young man he had ever seen.
Worthy of being, the son of Nanban.
It's a pity that Li Heng's realm is too much higher. He quietly watched the sword fall, his body never wavered, and he didn't mean to make a move.
All the power that fell down disappeared one by one.
Everyone was surprised.
"what happened?"
"do not know."
"Where is the power?"
"It seems to have disappeared."
Nan Luo fell down with a sword like that, and disappeared unexpectedly, can you believe it
Li Heng smiled slightly: "The first sword."
Between the clouds.
The god emperor frowned: "Void technique? When did this stinky boy learn Void technique? Where did he come from Void technique?" In the words, three "Void techniques" were spoken, which is enough to show that his father is very The children's practice is also very surprised!
Zuo Yuan said: "It's not like a void technique."
This kind of practice has not appeared for thousands of years, and the inheritance has long been cut off. It is impossible for anyone to practice in this life.
There is weird.
Nan Luo became vigilant, and after about two minutes, he cut out his second sword, which was stronger than the attack just now, and his power exploded like a tsunami.
but!
The ending was the same as before. There was no change at all. Li Heng stood here on the ring, his figure motionless, but Nanluo's kendo could not touch him at all.
He opened his mouth slightly, and there was a wave in his heart.
Li Heng smiled and said, "The second sword."
I…
Nan Luosuan could see that the Seventh Prince in front of him is definitely not only in the realm of the emperor's way, but may even have practiced some powerful ancient law.
No matter how powerful his kendo is, there is no way to touch Li Heng himself.
This is a restrained relationship.
Thinking of this, he became depressed.
He traveled thousands of miles to come here, in addition to offering birthdays to the god emperor, he also wanted to propose marriage to the eldest Miss Zhoushan in order to marry her back.
But now, the conditions for marrying Wen Yuqing are right in front of him, but he can't touch it.
how to spell
Hit a hammer
This third sword can't be cut yet
Nan Luo's face was black, and he cut out the third sword, which represented that Nan Luo was completely defeated by Li Heng, but if he didn't cut it, he would give up, and his father would inevitably break his leg when he returned.
Damn!
Suddenly, he began to understand what Li Heng said just now. I like you, so I will give you a step down.
This is not arrogance, but self-confidence.
by!
Nan Luo raised his eyelids and put away his broad sword: "Don't fight, don't fight." Anyway, it's a loss. It's better to keep the last sword and fight for some dignity for Nan Luo.
As for whether he could marry Wen Yuqing, he has not dared to think about it.
Let it go!
Between the clouds.
"My Lord God Emperor, does what you just said counts?" Zuo Yuan walked a little further, keeping a distance from him.
The god emperor's face was stiff and his eyes were calm.
Damn!
Li Heng felt regretful. He originally thought that Nan Luo would cut the third sword, and then he stunned it slightly and threw it into a big black pot for refinement.
Unexpectedly, this guy surrendered directly.
Nothing!
Li Heng looked at his back with a bright smile. Anyway, there is still some time for his father's birthday. This guy will not leave Chaotianmen for a while, he still has a chance.
"Next one." Li Heng shouted.
how to spell
Hit a ghost
Nangong was defeated, and Nan Luo from Nanban was also defeated. You know, both of them are strong in the realm of Emperor Dao!
Such a powerful strength still lost to a Seventh Prince.
The scene in front of me is just like a dream.
"Brother Kunpeng, your chance is here." Nan Luo walked here, squeezing some smiles: "If you defeat the Seventh Prince, the God Emperor will reward you with a holy soldier, and you can also marry a divine body. This is a great thing. what!"
Hearing this, the corners of Kunpeng's son's mouth twitched.
At the time of Bu Zhoushan, he and Nan Luo fought a battle. The strength of the two was equal and comparable. That is to say, Nan Luo was defeated by Li Heng, and his son of Kunpeng should also be lost. This time he will play, no doubt. Just find it uncomfortable.
He hummed, ignoring Nan Luo.
"I'll challenge you." It was another voice like this.
However, this person surprised everyone. He is the fifth son of the God Emperor, that is, the fifth brother of Li Heng, the most surprisingly talented among the children of the God Emperor.
He is handsome, well-dressed, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. At first glance, he is extraordinary, but if you look carefully, you will find that the Taoist rhyme on his body is actually very strong.
This is the embodiment of the shortcut, similar to Nangong Sheng.
The fifth prince came step by step, hunting in his clothes, and on that handsome face, it seemed that there would be no expression on that handsome face in the past ten thousand years.
"Fifth brother!" Li Heng expressed joy, the joy of reunion, but also another kind of joy.
His biggest wish now is to throw all his older brothers and sisters into the big black pot and cook aside, so as to improve his experience.
At this moment, the five princes are playing, which undoubtedly gave him a great opportunity. How can he not be excited
"Master God, I think the wood in Beichuan is good!" Zuo Yuan squinted over.
"Fuck!" The god emperor glared his eyes, and he said with a cold snort: "Wu'er is a natural shortcut, and he began to practice when he was young. Now he has already stepped into the realm of venerable, hum, now Heng'er will lose. undoubtedly."
"Is Beichuan's timber considered?"
"..."