Ye Fantian''s face was cold, and the bodies of Bai Aoqing and tianzhiyu tightened in an instant.
They didn''t expect that Laoyue really planned to attack their Dafeng Dynasty.
The kings could not help looking at the Dafeng Dynasty with different faces.
Or ridicule or helplessness, or consternation or anger
Many people''s looks are constantly changing, and at this time, many Wuwang levels such as Jingwang begin to become helpless. Although they are the United Nations together, they are powerless in the face of Wujun level strong people.
Chihuang stood slowly beside Ye Fantian, with my support for you. This gesture moved Ye Fantian''s heart. He really didn''t pay in vain.
The so-called friend, only in the most dangerous moment can we realize the value of it, and like the mirror king, it is only an alliance in interests.
Of course, ye Fantian will not blame them. After all, as a strong man at the level of King Wu, it is really difficult to fight against the strong man at the level of King Wu. In particular, the three-phase King Wu has basically become their end. If anyone resists, the end will be quite miserable.
"Brahma, don''t be impulsive!"
Looking at Ye Fantian''s face gradually becoming cold, Zhiyu hurriedly advised him that day.
Ye Fantian ignored each other, but said faintly to Laozu Laoyue:
"Fishing for the moon, what do you want?"
A trace of murderous spirit flashed from Laozu Laoyue''s face. The threat of Ye Fantian was not as simple as one or two points. A 17-year-old Young King Wu was always like a fish bone in his throat. This person was not only a threat to him, but also a considerable threat.
"Ha ha... Ben Jun has become a strong man at the level of Wu Jun. don''t you think you should say something?"
Tianzhiyu''s body stepped forward slightly, but it was only one step, and his momentum completely broke out. Although batianzong''s strength surprised him, strictly speaking, he was just a lucky guy.
The extent to which Laoyue Laozu became Wujun level was just an accidental event, but his master, Tibetan Jianwu Jun, had occupied the level of Wujun level for hundreds of years. Even for hundreds of years, Tibetan Jianwu Jun just went to seclusion and ignored the world, but he was still very strong.
It''s not comparable to his little moon fishing Wujun.
After thinking of these, his face again showed a faint sadness:
"After the master cangjian Wu Jun heard about this, he sent all of us here. Is it difficult to find the moon? My ancestor plans to ask me if the Dafeng Dynasty requires 30 cities?"
The sneer became more and more obvious, but after mentioning the name of Tibetan sword Wu Jun, Lao Yue''s face changed slightly. Even if he didn''t care about these Wuwang level strong men who were regarded as mole ants, he must care about the Tibetan sword Wu Jun. he can''t deal with the real power of the other party.
However, when he thought of the people behind him, his face showed a dark color, his robe moved slightly, and the breath of the monarch burst out:
"What if the king said he wanted those thirty cities?"
At this time, not only the faces of the kings changed slightly, but even situ Disha, the patriarch of batian sect, couldn''t help showing his horror.
The foundation of batianzong is still unstable. If he works with the Dafeng king, he may cause countless disasters.
"Ha ha... Lord Wu Jun is really funny."
The king of the mirror smiled and said with a firm face:
"I think this time, Emperor Wu just joked with the kings. If there are 30 cities at every turn, it seems that our empire is about to become poor."
Although he smiled faintly, the strong sense of crisis made all the Wuwang level strongmen present flash away.
The mirror King''s words are really good. Although you are a strong man at the level of Wujun, they are not soft persimmons. They let you knead them at will.
If you really want to threaten like this, it''s a big deal that everyone will break up as soon as they clap. Why do you need to mobilize so many people? We come to congratulate you. We think highly of you, but everyone has self-esteem. If we blindly threaten, it will be shameless.
"Ha ha ha..."
Arrogant laughter suddenly came out of Laozu''s mouth.
The wind and cloud move!
Lightning dance!
The thunder turned into the roar of the supreme Thor, and the terror was vented like this.
With the help of the 9999 steps just now, the road to heaven is even completely integrated with the whole person of Laozu fishing for the moon.
The infinite power of suppression began to surge wildly. In the thunder and lightning, the breath of Wujun level soared wildly again and forcibly suppressed.
The king''s face began to twist completely.
The terrible pressure made his decaying body creak uncontrollably.
"Elder Tai, the auspicious hour has arrived. Why don''t we have a wedding ceremony first?"
Seeing that the faces of the kings were not good, situ Disha did not dare to be careless. If he really provoked the kings to go wild, I''m afraid it would inevitably lead to an incredible event.
In particular, the momentum of Wu Jun level not only suppressed the people under the stage, but also the disciples of batianzong were unbearable.
"Well..."
Laoyue''s mouth whispered a question, but soon saw the reaction of the disciples under the stage and shouted carelessly.
After a cold hum, his face was very ugly and said:
"As the mirror king of the Red Crystal Kingdom said, Ben Jun is just joking with you."
While talking, he looked at Ye Fantian.
The young man in black robe is as rich as jade. His breath is not reduced. Even facing his terrible breath, he is beginning to be unbearable. However, the young King Wu is not the same. It is clear that he ignores himself. How can he leave his opponent for such an amazing genius.
Therefore, the killing intention in my heart broke out more violently.
"This boy must not stay, otherwise it will definitely be a disaster for my batianzong!"
But he also knows that this is not the best time to take action. Even the kings of Wu who cooperate with Dafeng Dynasty will not take action, but if they do too much, it will inevitably lead to other adverse consequences.
Ye Fantian''s tight eyebrows slowly stretched out, and a dull buzzing thunder came to his ears:
"Lord devil, why don''t we come out and burst out. What a great power of the Lord devil should be suppressed by such a lowly."
The master of this voice in Ye Fantian''s impression, only the great power demon ape can make it.
"Are they all here?"
Ye Fantian''s mysterious soul power flashed quickly and said to a secret place.
"It''s all here. This little batianzong still has some skills. We still spent some effort, otherwise we would have come long ago."
"Very good... You wait here slowly and wait for my order before you act. Is the Dragon whale demon king there?"
Ye Fantian whispered again toward a place where great power faintly broke out.
"Demon lord... Dragon whale is here."
"Good..."
With a series of sound transmission, Brahma''s confidence began to become more and more sufficient. In so many experts around him, even if he batianzong has great power and Tongtian experts, he is not enough to deal with so many experts.
He also clearly saw the murderous intention flashing on the Laozu''s face, but ye Fantian didn''t have the slightest timidity.
He looked forward to whether there was such a gesture on the other party''s face when he really tore his face.
"Ha ha... Well, today is the wedding day of situ Shaoyu, the disciple of batian sect and the son of the sect leader. It''s the first time in the whole Xuantian continent to have the blessing of kings. Come on, please two newcomers!"
As his words suddenly burst into a lively voice, hundreds of disciples dressed in luxurious robes surrounded two young men and women.
Wearing a red phoenix cap, it was the daughter of the master of the Bingren family. Beside her, situ Shaoyu walked proudly.
In his complacency, he didn''t have the original injured posture.
"Haosheng terrible means. The strength of batianzong is really extraordinary. I don''t know how many means have been spent in this night."
Ye Fantian sneered and thought.
At this time, situ Shaoyu was very proud. Since he met the young lady of the Bingren family, his heart was very excited. As the little patriarch, he did not lack women, but such a tasteful woman was rare.
Looking at the delicate women around him, even he can almost smell the faint fragrance from each other.
What a wonderful thing to possess such a wonderful body.
Behind the woman, a graceful middle-aged woman followed her with lotus steps, but her face did not seem to have the slightest color of joy, and her tight face was full of unhappy color.
Also unhappy was a young man behind situ Shaoyu, who was a disciple of Lao Yue''s ancestor BA Wushuang.
His face was full of jealousy. He stared at situ Shaoyu in front of him, and looked at the mysterious woman from time to time. His eyes were full of fanatical desire for possession.
"Come..."
Laozu Laoyue''s fingers moved, and his vigorous Qi came out violently. In the roar of thunder and lightning, the 9999 steps were slowly suppressed down, and then broken into a hundred sections.
The fingers moved again, and the hundreds of disciples were forcibly summoned by him.
"What amazing Qi."
"It''s worthy of being a strong man at the level of Wujun... How can people in the land of Sichuan still try to fight?"
"Yes... What a terrible means. Is this the strong man of Wujun level?"
In bursts of discussion, the two newcomers also stood together slowly.
"Hahaha... Why isn''t God beautiful on the day of great joy?"
Looking up at the sky, he seemed to be questioning the sound of lightning in the sky.
The wind stops, Leighton!
The white clouds in the sky show up