The son of God wants to duel with the Dan emperor?
The news detonated the whole audience in an instant.
Countless people were enthusiastic about the tsunami.
The name of the Dan emperor.
Although many people have heard of it.
But I have no impression and concept of it.
The son of the witch sect has been in southern Xinjiang for 15 years.
From the date of birth, it was famous in southern Xinjiang.
Therefore, the cry of all the people is for the son of witchcraft.
As for the reason.
It''s also very simple.
That is to be able to see the battle of the Holy Son of witchcraft with your own eyes.
This is a rare war.
So no one wants to miss it.
"The ceremony of sacrificing Yang will be held later, and the wizard assembly will be temporarily postponed. Everything will be carried out after the son wins!"
Because of the duel between Xiao Changfeng and the son of witchcraft.
Therefore, they decided to postpone the Yang sacrifice ceremony and the wizard assembly.
And now.
Xiao Changfeng and the Holy Son of witchcraft have stood in the air and confronted each other from a distance.
Unfortunately, Wang Tingfu has left Jiyang city.
Or you''ll see this.
Will be shocked.
"Dan Huang, I long for the blood of Tianjiao. I hope you don''t let me down, or I''ll let you taste more than a thousand kinds of torture of my witch sect!"
The son of sorcery licked his lips.
Scarlet eyes fell on Xiao Changfeng.
Full of bloodthirsty meaning.
He felt every piece of flesh and blood trembling with excitement.
However, Xiao Changfeng looked calm and indifferent.
"I won''t kill you for the time being. There are only a few questions for you to answer!"
Xiao Changfeng said faintly.
This makes the mouth of the Holy Son of the witch cult slightly tilted.
"If you want me to answer the question, it depends on whether you have this ability!"
Great Danhuang, unexpectedly came to southern Xinjiang.
There must be a purpose.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng''s words did not surprise the son of the witch sect.
But he doesn''t care.
What he longed for was a war with Xiao Changfeng.
As for the results.
He believes he will never lose!
"Let me try. What can you do to reach the top ten of the hidden dragon list?"
The son of the witch sect can''t help it.
Suddenly the whole body was full of aura and took the lead.
meanwhile.
Under the altar.
Master Beiwu is standing with Shan Yu.
They looked up at the high-altitude battle.
"Master Beiwu, do you think the son of God can win?"
Shan Yu frowned and couldn''t help asking the old Beiwu beside him.
After all, the Dan emperor once killed the son of God.
And ranked 10th on the list of hidden dragons.
In terms of past achievements.
Xiao Changfeng is absolutely above the Holy Son of witch sect.
This makes Shan Yu have to worry.
"Shan Yu, if you want to believe in the son, you must also believe in the son. He will not fail and cannot fail."
Beiwu''s eyes narrowed slightly.
She didn''t laugh again, but her voice was like rubbing bones.
Let Shan Yu tremble.
He understood the words of Beiwu father.
This is southern Xinjiang, not middle earth.
At this time, eight powerful people gathered in Jiyang city.
And countless barbarian warriors and wizards.
Although the Dan emperor is strong.
But here, it''s the dragon who has to coil, and the tiger who has to lie down.
Once there is any sign of defeat for the Holy Son of witchcraft.
They will definitely help each other.
So anyway.
The son of witchcraft will not lose.
"Now let''s see if this Dan emperor is true or false!"
The ancestor of Beiwu stared at Xiao Changfeng.
Since no one can prove it, you can judge it by looking at the war.
After all, there are not many Tianjiao who can be stronger than the son of witchcraft.
"Witchcraft: Yin Sha black smoke palm!"
The Holy Son of the witch sect knows the power of Xiao Changfeng.
So I didn''t leave my hand.
The spirit of heaven and earth suddenly came.
And from his white palm.
A jet of black smoke.
Smoke and aura touch.
Soon it condensed into a 30 meter sized Yin Sha giant palm!
Yin Sha black smoke palm falls from the sky like Mount Tai.
Shoot directly at Xiao Changfeng.
This Yin evil spirit is extremely cold.
Can crack human bones.
And the black smoke is highly toxic.
Once hit by this Yin Sha black smoke palm, an elephant will die instantly.
"The son of God made a move. What a powerful slap. You see, even the air is distorted!"
As soon as the son of the witch sect took action, he attracted everyone''s attention.
It is the first time that many people have seen the Holy Son of the witch sect.
I was so excited that I couldn''t turn my eyes.
Yin Sha black smoke palm is very strong.
The air is directly distorted when it is shot across the air.
And Xiao Changfeng''s figure is under the shadow of a 30 meter black smoke palm.
It looks very small.
As if he would be shot dead the next moment.
"Broken!"
Xiao Changfeng pointed like a sword and drew gently.
Suddenly, the brilliant blue light rose into the sky.
Turned into a bright blue sword.
The sword awns across the sky, and the sharp sword Qi spreads the air directly.
Looked from a distance, it was like a flash of lightning cutting through the sky.
Soon.
The green sword awn collided with the Yin Sha black smoke palm.
However, it contains Yin Sha and highly toxic Yin Sha black smoke palm.
In front of the blue sword.
But it''s like cutting tofu with a knife.
Easily cut through.
Then, under the stunned of countless people.
The Yin Sha black smoke palm was cut in half and scattered in mid air.
The green sword is castrated.
Continue to behead the Holy Son of the witch sect.
"Come on!"
The son of witchcraft is not surprised but happy.
Only such a strong opponent can have pleasure in killing.
What''s the point if it''s just a massacre?
When!
The son of sorcery raised his right hand and punched out.
Suddenly, the strong evil spirit condensed on his fist.
His white fist turned dark.
It''s like wearing a black boxer.
One punch.
Directly hit the green sword.
Immediately burst the blue sword.
"The son is invincible!"
Seeing this, the crowd cheered.
Excited for the son of witchcraft.
However, the ancestors of Beiwu and Shan Yu frowned slightly.
"Master Beiwu, nine times out of ten, he is the Dan emperor!"
Shan Yu whispered to the northern witch old man.
They just shot.
Although it''s just a tentative blow.
But it is obvious that Xiao Changfeng is stronger.
The black smoke palm of Yin Sha was easily cut, and the Holy Son of witch sect needed another punch to break the blue sword.
Such strength.
It is by no means what ordinary people can have.
"Well, this man is really strong. His aura quality is even higher than that of the Holy Son. It seems that he has been condensed for a hundred years. It is precisely because of this that the Yin Sha black smoke palm did not block the green sword!"
The old master of Beiwu couldn''t help looking dignified.
Although she doesn''t want to believe it.
But I have to accept this reality.
That''s Xiao Changfeng. He''s really strong.
Better than the son of witchcraft.
Her aura works.
Be ready to intervene.
in any case.
Son, don''t lose!
At this time, the son of witchcraft also understood this.
But he was not discouraged.
On the contrary, the scarlet awn in his eyes is more intense.
"Dan Huang, you are really strong. In that case, try my magic weapon!"
Say it.
The Holy Son of the witch sect took out a thing from the storage ring.
In an instant, evil filled the world!