"Initiation!"

A crazy figure walked out of the nine skies, and the loose broken military clothes could not hide the fat figure

There was a hint of ecstasy in his star-like eyes, staring straight at the figure that had been heavily inhibited. ,!

The voice seemed to have a magical sound, and the figure stopped striking in vain, and raised its head, a trace of struggle swept across its pale face. Even in that empty gaze, there was a hint of life.

"Woo!" a low roar rang out in his throat, a look of struggle flashing across his face.

A majestic will surged in the body, wanting to break out of the body.

Sensing the strangeness of this puppet, the Marquis of Xinling frowned slightly, and the waving feather fan pressed down slightly, "You are Benhou's puppet, only listen to Benhou's orders!"

Boom! The majestic intimidation of the land fell, and the struggling initiation quieted in vain, and the emotional light that flashed in his eyes gradually disappeared, and once again slammed into the prohibitions.

"Tsk, there's another prey!" Suppressing the martial arts will in the Dao body, Xinling Hou raised his head, two sharp rays of light appeared in his eyes, staring at the figure walking out of the nine clouds, and chuckled: "Ben Hou doesn't care what this thing used to be called, now, he is just Ben Hou's puppet." Also, untouchables, you have the audacity to disrupt the great affairs of Benhou with your humble strength!"

In the huge hands of the heavens, the surging dark rules surged.

A simple sword weapon was inserted on it, and the endless coercion was permeated, and two big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing appeared on the hilt: "Proud of the world!"

"Things, he has never been things, even if he is the master, he always considers him a partner!"

The voice was slightly hoarse, the long hair draped over his shoulders danced wildly, and Xiao Fat Man slowly raised his head, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, bottomless

Over the years, Xiao Fatzi has traveled all over the territory with a sword and traveled through the countries of Yaogang, just to find that figure.

And just before, he finally discovered an extremely familiar aura, the aura of initiation.

If you find the breath of entering the Dao, you may be able to know Ye Chen's location.

"This thing only belongs to Benhou!" Xinling Marquis said lightly, his overly slender sword finger was raised, and he pointed at Xiao Fatzi and said, "And you also belong to Benhou's prey!"

Before the words fell, his dead and silent hands erupted with terrifying power in vain.

The Proud World Sword inserted on it rebounded, like a rainbow, and went straight to Xiao Fatzi.

The Marquis of Xinling stood there, as if he were dying, giving an unimaginable coercion.

Xiao Fatzi raised his right hand, grabbed the sword weapon that shot backwards, his slightly fat body trembled slightly, the sword slowly raised, pointed at the Marquis of Xinling, and said in a low voice: "Enter the Dao, why is he in your hands?"

"What else is there?" Although his heart was extremely anxious, Xiao Fatzi was very calm and composed, and he had no fear in the face of the powerful Marquis of Xinling.

"Tsk, what qualifications does a mere pariahs have to let Ben Hou answer questions?" Xinling Hou chuckled softly, but there was a look of contemplation in his eyes, this fat man had seen this puppet before, and perhaps he had also seen the puppet that Ben Hou had given to Wei Wuyang. Tsk, I'm really a little curious, who can refine such a weird puppet Suddenly, the Marquis of Xinling frowned in vain, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said contemptuously: "Even if Ben Hou gives the two of them the opportunity to sneak attack, I'm afraid the two of them won't be able to hurt Ben Hou in the slightest." ”

The moment he said this, the figure of the Marquis of Xinling suddenly dissipated, appearing in the huge hand of the heavens, and at the same time, the body of the Forbidden Origin followed closely behind the Marquis of Xinling.

Boom! The place where the Marquis of Xinling had been standing before collapsed in vain, and in the midst of the surging turbulence, a blood arrow and dozens of zhang cold sword pillars appeared.

Lowering his eyes, the Marquis of Xinling was condescending, facing the nameless and phantom ice clouds in the distance, and chuckled: "In the world of martial artists, there is often only one opportunity, and if you miss it, you won't have it!"

"Tsk, Ben Hou has also given you a chance, and this hunting game should be over!"

The Marquis of Xinling smiled elegantly, and his gestures revealed the nobility that an upper-class nobleman should have.

In the distance, Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud sighed silently, and at the moment when Xiao Fatzi and Xinling Hou were talking, the two entered one after another, but they were unexpectedly noticed by Xinling Hou.

Seeing the Marquis of Xinling so easily avoiding the offensive of the second entry, Xiao Fatzi's heart sank suddenly, in the wandering sons of Xiaogang, he also knew the existence of the Martial God Election Clan, and also knew that the countries of Yaogang wanted to exterminate the Martial God Election Clan, in this period of riddle, he had also killed countless Martial Artists who were slaughtering the Martial God Election Clan, but he had never met such a strong opponent as the Marquis of Xinling.

"At present, the Dao is the only clue related to Ye Chen, the Dao, must not fall into this hand!" His gaze was slightly lowered, Xiao Fatzi looked at the Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud Erjin below, and said in a low voice: "Two seniors, let's join forces to kill this entry together!"

Before the words fell, Xiao Fatzi's soles stepped on the void ground, his body shot out, and the Proud World Sword in his hand fell without any fancy fancy, and the surging martial arts world spread, and the coercion was condensed on it.

The fat man of the present and past, although he is not a strong man who condenses the body of the origin, is the existence of the martial arts world.

At the same time, Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud struck one after another, Nameless pulled up his bowstring, and the arrows shot out in bursts, with the power of cracking the ground.

The cold mangs were surging, up to more than 100 zhang, eclipsing the land, rushing towards the Marquis of Xinling like a torrent, and thousands of Wei soldiers could not avoid it, and were directly buried in the torrent, turning into a vivid ice sculpture.

The three incoming shots were all with all their strength, and they were bound to kill the Marquis of Xinling.

Seeing that Xiao Fatzi joined forces with the three of them, the corners of Xinling Hou's mouth overflowed with a touch of disdain, "The martial arts world also dares to be presumptuous in front of Ben Hou, and he can't do anything about himself!"

At the moment when the Aoshi Sword was less than a few feet away from the Marquis of Xinling, the feather fan of the Marquis of Xinling fell, and the body of the Forbidden Origin roared out, sitting cross-legged, and a wheel of prohibition was formed again, and the storm of prohibition fell heavily on the Aoshi Sword, and a powerful force erupted in vain.

In a crisp sound of gold and iron, Xiao Fatzi stepped back, the hand holding the Aoshi Sword trembled slightly, and a trace of blood overflowed.

"The Wheel of Forbidden, the Endless Sea of Prohibition!" Xinling Hou Yun said lightly, his strong soul power surged out, the wheel of prohibition turned, and the endless prohibition came out in a hurry, like an ocean, and Xiao Fatzi fell into this ocean.

Bang bang! The dull sound echoed in his body, and Xiao Fat Man suddenly found that under the heavy prohibitions, his true qi, sword intent, will, and even soul were all sealed.

Easily solve Xiao Fatzi, Xinling Hou's eyes lowered slightly, and he looked at the surging cold light with a sneer, and raised his left hand again: "Feather into a demon, the hand of the heavens!"

The huge palm shadow that circled suddenly fell, crushing everything like a bamboo, directly breaking the void, smashing the arrows that followed it, and the unrivaled momentum made him breathless.

Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud's faces changed slightly, wanting to avoid this palm, but this palm shadow was like a dead land, so that Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud could not dodge, and fell heavily on the body, even if Erjin was a martial arts powerhouse, after receiving this blow, the body of the origin was directly shocked out of the body, integrated into the ground, and the blood flowed out of the whole body, and his face was extremely pale.

"Absolute strength is often not something that can be broken by entering the number, tsk!"

The Marquis of Xinling said with a smile, and with a wave of the feather fan, the huge palm shadow swept out like a violent wind, directly enveloping Xiao Fatzi, Nameless, and Phantom Ice Cloud Sanjin.

The Marquis of Xinling's sword finger was slightly raised, and three snake-like chains shot out, piercing through the collarbone of the three entrances, and the chain of martial arts!

At the same time, the heavy prohibitions below completely collapsed at this moment, and the towering peaks around them collapsed one after another, and the undulating palace also collapsed, turning into ruins.

For the ordinary Martial God Election Clan, the Marquis of Xinling couldn't raise any interest, glanced at it coldly, waved his hand, and said: "Capture the Martial God Pariahs here, and those who are above the Soul Martial Realm will be sent to hell, and the rest will be sent directly in!"

After speaking, the Marquis of Xinling didn't bother to pay attention to the matter, and entered the road with one hand, dragging three thick chains, turned around, and walked towards the shattered ground.

"No!" several lieutenants said respectfully in unison, clenching their fists and watching the departure of the Marquis of Xinling.

It wasn't until after the Marquis of Xinling left that several lieutenants looked at the surging group below, their eyes full of indifference and ruthlessness, "Order, capture these martial god pariahs alive!"

The ban was shattered, and the originally orderly Martial God Elective Clan also panicked, and the scene looked very chaotic.

Standing in the ruins, the white dress of the future fluttered in the wind, the little hands clutched the mud tightly, and the eyes looked motionless at the direction where the Marquis of Xinling had left.

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