"Thirteen is finally here!"
Emperor Zhou exhaled, the whole person sat in the seat, it seemed to be a lot more relaxed, his clenched fists were released, the oppressive atmosphere that enveloped the surroundings dissipated, and the guards beside him also breathed a sigh of relief.
It's just that their gaze when they looked at Zhou Wushuang again was full of complexity, this matter can be said to be because of Zhou Wushuang, and it is indeed good that the latter can appear at this time, but ......
"Zhou Wushuang, dare to fight me!"
At this moment, the rude prince who had provoked Zhou Wujian jumped into the ring one by one, and his whole body was full of fighting intent, and the surging killing machine swept out.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
Before Zhou Wushuang could answer, on the stands around him, the people had already shouted in unison, they didn't want to be disappointed, Zhou Wushuang's thing would never allow it to happen for the second time.
It's really exciting!
Glancing at the people who were eager to go on stage and work hard, a smile flashed at the corner of Zhou Wushuang's mouth and he spoke; "Desolate, canopy, you stand down!"
After speaking, he jumped down from the auspicious clouds, the black prince's clothes were blown by the strong wind, and his figure fell on the thunder very chicly, standing with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "If you want to fight, you will fight, why should this king be afraid!"
” "Good!"
"If you want to fight, you will fight!"
"His Royal Highness the Heavenly King is mighty!"
The applause resounded, and more than 300,000 people were extremely satisfied with Zhou Wushuang at the moment, but the people's desire made Zhou Wujian and Zhou Wuyi's faces very ugly.
Especially Zhou Wuji, he could be sure that if he had fought just now, this scene should have fallen on him, and subconsciously glanced at the young man holding a feather fan beside him, his expression was a little gloomy.
"Zhou Wushuang, you're finally here!"
A chill flashed in Zhou Wuyi's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he secretly said in his heart: "When you die, this king can suppress the heroes with his own strength, and then all this honor will belong to this king." ” At the same time, Marshal Arashi Tianpeng had landed, and with the arrival of Wei Zimou and others, the mighty crowd almost covered the area, and everyone was not shouting anything, their eyes were all fixed on the ring, and their expressions were quite nervous and expectant.
"Zhou Wushuang, give me death!"
At this time, the prince with a rough face took the lead in attacking, took out a long knife with his beckon, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the whole person rushed out like a beast, and the sword light bloomed, pointing directly at Zhou Wushuang's vital point.
"Your Highness, be careful!"
"Shameless people actually sneak attacked!"
This scene suddenly lifted the hearts of the people outside the venue, after all, Zhou Wushuang was just a Jindan triple cultivator, and he was attacked by a Jindan nine-fold guy, no matter how you look at it, it's not good.
"It's too slow!"
In this regard, Zhou Wushuang's expression was very calm, the voice in his mouth was indifferent, and he stepped on the snow without a trace, and his body shook and instantly avoided the attack of that person.
"Tread the snow without a trace!"
"Jingci'an's footwork, how could he!"
"What's the situation, a group of women in your Jingci Nunnery actually came into contact with Zhou Wushuang!"
The people from the three major demon sects and the eight famous sects were shocked, and they all turned their heads to look at Yue Mu and the other women in the crowd, with puzzled expressions.
"How come, Dacheng-level snow treading without a trace!"
"It's only been a few days, how could Zhou Wushuang cultivate so quickly?"
"It's fake, it's a monster, it's a snow without a trace, this is a high-level existence of mystery, and it can't be achieved without a year, he ......"
Shocked, the rest of the people, including the women of Jingci'an, were also stunned, and Zhou Wushuang cast a Dacheng-level snow treading without a trace, which can be said to be like a hammer hitting the hearts of the women.
"Five princes be careful!"
"Zhou Wushuang, stop!"
At this moment, in a team of the Thirteen Kingdoms, the people of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom shouted angrily, and their faces were full of anxiety.
Unfortunately, their shouts were useless, after Zhou Wushuang avoided the man's blow, a blow from his body appeared behind him, and the dragon sword came out of its sheath, stabbing out without the slightest hesitation, and instantly turned through the man's back.
Burst!
Blood donation splashed, the five princes of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom suffered a heavy blow, blood was spurted out of his mouth, and his mouth screamed loudly: "Ah......"
"Admit defeat, let's admit defeat on behalf of the five princes!"
This scene made the people of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom tremble, and the person in charge of the leader couldn't care less about raising the white flag and surrendering.
Admit defeat?
Hehe!
With a squint of eyes, Zhou Wushuang didn't intend to let go of this guy, and with a pinch of the magic seal in his left hand, the Fierce Treasure Technique beats, and a palm directly slapped on the head of the five princes of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom.
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Cracking sound!
The thunder beats, and the screams from the mouths of the five princes of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom come to an abrupt end, accompanied by the rising green smoke, their eyes are dead gray, their bodies are stiff, and they fall to the ground with no more life.
"Zhou Wushuang, you actually killed the Fifth Prince!"
"Are you trying to provoke a war between the Zhou State and my Southern Barbarian State?"
The person in charge of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom was about to run away, he never thought that Zhou Wushuang would be so unscrupulous and ruthless, he chose to surrender, and he still killed him, which was simply lawless.
"Ah......h At the same time, two screams resounded, and in the ranks of the Southern Barbarian Nation, two burly-looking men fell to the ground in pain, their bodies rolling over and over, turning into green smoke and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Amazingly, these two people are the embodiment of the five princes of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom, not ordinary people, at least at the level of excellence or perfection, but even if the five princes die, they also return to heaven and earth.
At this scene, the expressions of the people around him who were embodied were a little sentimental, after all, this is the fate of the embodied, the host dies, and he dies again.
"War?"
Glancing at the people of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom with disdain, Zhou Wushuang pulled out the You Long Sword from the corpses of the five princes of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom, shook the blood on it, and pointed the sword at the people of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom: "Then war, the prince guards the frontier, the monarch dies, you want to fight in the Southern Barbarian Country, why should my Zhou Kingdom be afraid!"
” "As for the waste you said this king killed, it's because he is too vegetable, you can go together, this king will give you a chance to take revenge, Nan Barbarian, dare to fight with this king!"
As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.
The principals of the major kingdoms were stunned, this Nima is really the prince?
What's going on with this hob-like personality?
War is war, do you know what war means?
Do you know how many people will die in the event of a war?
It's just a child's play with the great cause of the country!
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
However, before the people of all countries came back to their senses, the voices of more than 300,000 people rose again, and they were not afraid of war, even if Zhou Wushuang's actions seemed reckless, but they chose to be convinced, chose to follow, and chose to support!