Wu Shen, although he is the adoptive son of Wang, the backer of the southern imperial dynasty, in terms of seniority, he wants to call him uncle at this dusk.


    However, the little prince had never called him so! In his opinion, this Wu Shen is a subordinate of his grandfather!


    Sometimes, he even secretly said that he was a running dog of his grandfather''s patron!


    Duan Mu has always been disrespectful to Wu Shen, and Wu Shen, because of this little prince, after all, there is the blood of the patron king in his body, and he has never bothered with him.


    "Chi!"


    Suddenly, only a sound came from the sky.


    After hearing the sound, all the fighters present raised their heads and looked up to the sky.


    In the sky, a powerful figure moved at a high speed. The sound just now was the sound of breaking the air under the rapid movement of the body.


    The speed of the figure left a long dark crack.


    It was he who broke the void too fast and too fierce, constantly breaking the void, leaving this long space crack, shocking!


    "Wu Shen! This must be Wu Shen, the great Taibao of the Nantian imperial dynasty. He is called the Wu God!"


    "He! It must be him!"


    "Wu Shen! The existence of the divine king''s triple heaven! It is said that his combat power has reached the invincible triple heaven of the divine king!"


    "Someone once said that Wu Shen was the first person in the triple heaven of the God King!"


    ……


    Looking at the peerless figure in the sky, a surprised voice sounded.


    "This loading force goods!" and Duan mu, looking at the figure in the void, said with disdain.


    Then, he saw that the peerless figure moved wildly and dived down towards the square below, but it arrived in a moment and landed on the square not far from the crowd.


    "Boom!"


    A burst of breaking sound suddenly echoed. Everyone only felt that the earth under their feet trembled violently at this moment.


    The emperor of Nantian Dynasty is a big Taibao with deep martial arts. He is tall and tall. He has a square face, sword eyebrows and resolute face. He has short hair only one inch long and wears golden armor. It looks like the God of gold armor coming from heaven!


    At this moment, although he stands proudly on this battlefield alone, with his arrival, a person immediately gathers towards the area where he is located.


    At this moment, he seemed to become the focus of this world.


    "This, loading force!" seeing this, Duan Mu said these three words coldly again.


    Then he walked in that direction.


    Wu Shen''s face was solemn. His resolute face was calm without the slightest expression. In this way, he stood there quietly.


    The breeze blew, and the Golden Dragon cloak behind him suddenly flew up with the wind, majestic.


    "If there are creatures like ten feet in this seat, they will be destroyed!" when I saw a man coming, I heard the Wu Shen slowly spit out a sound.


    As soon as he heard his words, the footsteps of moving forward in pairs suddenly stopped, and many people even began to retreat and stay ten feet away from him.


    Such a man of iron blood must do what he says.


    Seeing everyone back, Wu Shen looked up at the sky. At this moment, it was almost noon!


    And he sent someone to make an appointment with the Holy Son that day. It was noon!


    However, after a deep look, Wu looked back and stood still quietly, as if he had been integrated with heaven and earth.


    "Why hasn''t the Holy Son come yet? Are you really afraid?"


    "It shouldn''t be! If the Holy Son was really afraid of the end of the day, he wouldn''t agree to today''s battle yesterday!"


    "But at noon, I still can''t see him! Let alone the Holy Son that day, I''m a man in the holy land of heaven. I didn''t see him!"


    "Maybe at that time, Huang Shengzi didn''t know how powerful Wu Shen was! Later, he really learned that he was afraid to fight!"


    "I still think that the Holy Son of heaven should appear! Since they have promised, if he doesn''t come, he will have the face to be the Holy Son of heaven in the future?"


    "Indeed!"


    ……


    As time went by, but people still didn''t see the shadow of the Holy Son on that day.


    It was Wu Shen who raised his head again and looked at the burning sun hanging high in the sky!


    ……


    Two figures appeared on the magic falling temple in the distance of the square.


    One of them, wearing Tai Chi golden robes, is the elder of the holy land, Hao Li.


    The other was like a transparent mist. If you didn''t look carefully, you couldn''t find such a person beside Hao Li.


    At this time, Hao Li slowly opened his mouth and asked the man beside him, "old man Jiang, what do you think of this war?"


    Suddenly, an old voice, which was unusually low, but seemed ethereal, somewhat unreal, and seemed to come from another space, sounded beside Hao Li:


    "Since Wu Shen has suppressed the realm, it''s really hard to say this war."


    "Oh?" as soon as he heard the voice, Hao Li''s old face moved and said, "you are so optimistic about the Holy Son that day?"


    Wu Shen fought all his life. His fighting consciousness and combat effectiveness are not comparable to those of ordinary warriors.


    For Hao Li, the old man in Xinjiang said the battle was hard to say. He looked up to the Holy Son that day.


    "That boy, when I first saw him, I thought he was a little strange!" the old man replied to Hao Li.


    "Weird? How weird? Is it because you can''t see through his realm?" Hao Li asked.


    Then, Hao Li said, "it''s not uncommon that we can''t see through his true realm with the details of the holy land of the wilderness!"


    Hao Li looked disapproving.


    "Not this!" said the old man in Xinjiang. Then he said again, "that day, he seemed to find me hiding in that residence!"


    When he heard old man Jiang''s words, Hao Li was surprised again. His old face suddenly changed and hurriedly asked, "he found you? At that time, you hid your breath?"


    "Well, that''s right!" the old man replied.


    "How could this be possible!" Holly said in shock.


    Hao Li knows the hidden body method of old man Jiang after knowing him for so many years.


    If the old man is hidden, he is himself. He can''t feel his existence at all.


    Not to mention, a God King, a heavy heaven, and a boy of about 20 years old.


    "There was nothing wrong with my feeling at that time. The boy really caught my breath at that moment! I don''t know how he did it, but he did."


    Old man Jiang said again.


    ……


    "It''s noon. The Holy Son of famine will come or not?"


    "In my opinion, the Holy Son really didn''t dare to come that day!"


    "Yes! It''s already noon!"


    ……


    It was noon, but at this time, the people still didn''t see the figure of the "heavenly son". One by one, they were obviously impatient.