"Little cloth!"
"Brother in law!"
"Little sword brother!"
Under the sky, Diao Chan, Xiao Qiao, and Da Qiao come quickly, just to see Wang Xiaojian engulfed by the torrent of energy.
Their beautiful faces were pale in an instant. On the beautiful faces of big Qiao and Diao Chan, tears fell instantly.
It was an attack in the sky.
However, no matter big Qiao, Xiao Qiao, or Diao Chan, they all felt the terrible power of the powerful Emperor Wu.
Wang Xiaojian was hit and engulfed by the torrent of energy.
Even they thought that Wang Xiaojian was more dangerous than lucky!
The three women under the sky, staring at the dark energy burst of light, pale.
On the face of big Qiao, Diao Chan, Mei Ruo, and Xiao Qiao, they all shed painful tears.
Qiu Feng laughs wildly.
His ferocious face showed an expression of relief.
What kind of peerless pride.
Is it still in his hands?
In the sky, the dark torrent of energy has not disappeared.
However, Qiu Feng is happy in his heart.
He was 100% sure that Wang Xiaojian was dead.
According to past experience, no matter who is hit by his strongest move, there is only one result.
There is no way to survive.
The sky is where Wang Xiaojian was buried.
In fact, Qiu Feng won the war with great frustration.
However, he had a good idea.
As long as you can kill Wang Xiaojian, all the anger will go out.
At this time, Qiu Feng heard the cry from the sky and the cry of women.
He was a little stunned, and then his powerful divine sense followed the source of the voice and scanned the past. He saw big Qiao, Xiao Qiao and Diao Chan''s three daughters.
One is shy of the moon.
A pure and moving one.
One is as beautiful as a fairy.
One girl, two women.
They have a unique face and can''t do anything about it.
Qiu Feng''s eyes flashed.
"I didn''t expect that there are such beautiful women in the world. It seems that they are with Wang Xiaojian."
"Well, since Wang Xiaojian is dead, these women belong to me."
"I will take them back to the golden carving gate. From then on, they will be the cauldron for me to practice Kung Fu."
"With such a beautiful woman, maybe I can go further and reach the level of two star Emperor Wu. Gaga
Qiu Feng cackled.
Every elder of the golden carving gate has his own "cauldron", which is used to vent his desire and improve his cultivation.
He is no exception.
In his unique Presbyterian mountain, there are hundreds of beautiful women, all from all parts of the kingdom of Moro.
However, the three women under the sky are the most beautiful women Qiu Feng has ever seen.
Qiu Feng is sure that his more than 100 cauldrons are not as beautiful as those three women, even his wife and his favorite concubine.
But all of a sudden, he met three.
The most important thing is that, with his experience and insight, he observed that these three women were virgins.
It made him tremble with excitement. I didn''t expect that after killing Wang Xiaojian, there was such a rich booty.
"Wang Xiaojian is dead. From now on, you will be my wife."
"Beauties, follow me back to the golden carving gate. As long as you take good care of me, I will keep you safe all my life. "
Qiu Feng laughs, his dark wings spread out, and he dives towards the sky.
He stretched out his big hand to catch the three women in the sky and take them to the golden gate.
However, his body, has not fallen into the woods, the sky, suddenly sounded a cold voice.
"Looking for death!"
The voice is cold and murderous. It comes down from the sky. Qiu Feng, who is immersed in excitement, is suddenly surprised.
Qiu Feng, like lightning, turned his head.
At this time, the energy flow brought by Guiming has disappeared.
At the moment when Qiu Feng turned his body, in the dark night sky, suddenly, a piece of bright golden light was blooming.
The golden light, turned into the shadow of the dragon, lit up the whole night sky.
The dragon is golden, but it is the condensation of true Qi.
It is illusory, majestic face, with a mighty pressure, staring at Qiu Feng.
Staring at Qiu Feng together, there is also a figure standing in the position of golden dragon claw with golden wings.
The figure was young and handsome, well proportioned, with black hair.
It''s Wang Xiaojian!
He holds the imperial sword in his hand. In his eyes, with a cold killing opportunity, he locks on Qiu Feng!When seeing the appearance of Wang Xiaojian, Qiu Feng couldn''t help but stand his hair, and his face showed a startled look of extreme exaggeration.
He even forgot for a moment that the three Diao Chan under the sky screamed at Wang Xiaojian and said, "Wang Xiaojian, why are you not dead. Didn''t you get hit by my killing move? "
"How can you not die?"
This is the strongest killing move of Qiu Feng, which is condensed with the true Qi of his whole body.
Once it''s done, no one can stop it.
Even the strong at the same level will die.
If it is a strong two star Emperor Wu, a blow, but also serious injury.
Let''s not talk about Wang Xiaojian of a star Emperor Wu.
However, Wang Xiaojian blocked it.
Qiu Feng saw that Wang Xiaojian''s white robe was damaged.
But his body, unhurt, did not shed a drop of blood.
At this moment, Qiu Feng suspected that he was dreaming.
A real nightmare.
However, Qiu Feng knows that this is not a dream.
Because, his body, and pain.
When you dream, it doesn''t hurt.
Now he''s in pain.
In the middle of the air, Wang Xiaojian''s eyes were cold. He held the golden imperial sword in his hand. He sneered at him and said, "Qiu Feng, what Dapeng''s prison work is, in my opinion, the same hot chicken. I didn''t even shed a drop of blood. Do you mean it''s your killing move? "
"You are so weak
Wang Xiaojian''s disdainful voice, like a burst of thunder, exploded in Qiu Feng''s mind.
That''s Qiu Feng''s strongest move.
Dapeng''s Ming prison Gong is also a skill he is proud of.
However, Wang Xiaojian even said it was spicy chicken.
Qiu Feng wants to refute.
Wang Xiaojian is not allowed to trample on what he is proud of.
But, immediately, his hair bristled, because of the killing opportunity from Wang Xiaojian, reached the extreme, and then the cold voice fell again.
"Spicy chicken should be put in the garbage can. You who want to touch my woman, go to hell
Wang Xiaojian''s eyes are cold.
The voice falls, he with the Earth Spirit Dragon King formula, condenses the murderous spirit giant dragon, the eye flashed a death cold awn.
The golden dragon claw position, Wang Xiaojian in the hand of Emperor Xuan sword a turn.
Then he made a decisive decision and displayed the great tactics of the king of Lanling.
In Qiu Feng''s shocked eyes, Wang Xiaojian''s body suddenly disappeared.
"Where are the people?"
Qiu Feng was shocked and sweating.
He uses his powerful divine sense to scan, trying to find Wang Xiaojian, but he can''t find a human figure.
Only one, as if from the cold nine days of cold, has been hanging over him, haunting him.
As if in the moment when Wang Xiaojian appeared, he was killed!