Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Sect Master Qixin is mine, and there are ten big men. You killed my eleven martial kings. What do you think I should do to you?"

The evil son had light contempt in his eyes, as if Tsing Yi Wu Huang Ao Tong was already his captive, and he was at will.

Hearing what the evil son said, Ao Tong laughed back and forth: "It's just a few people who killed you. What's the big deal? I will not only kill them, but also you."

He is the pinnacle of Martial Emperor. Although this evil son doesn't know how his cultivation is, as long as he doesn't reach the realm of Martial Venerable, even if he can't beat him, can he not escape?

As the Emperor Wu, Ao Tong felt that he was the best among Emperor Wu. Although this evil son was making a lot of trouble during this period, he was just bullying Emperor Wu.

When you meet yourself, you must be a defeated opponent.

"You now, either join me under my command, or I do it and send you to die." The evil son looked grim and looked at Qingyi Wuhuang Ao Tong with disdain.

"You...do you think it will take me down!" Tsing Yi Emperor Wu was very angry. Since he became Emperor Wu, wherever he went, everyone was respectful.

After knowing that he was the pinnacle of Emperor Wu, even those powerful forces with powerful Wu Zun were very polite to him.

Wu Zun couldn't get out, and he was still at ease in the whole world.

When has been so despised.

He drew out the long sword and looked at the evil son with fierce eyes: "The tone is crazy, I don't know what to say. Now let you see, my Qingyu Nine Swords."

"Oh?" There was some interest in the evil son's eyes, "Qingyu Nine Swords, the name is very nice, just hope that the power will not be too bad, let me down."

"Go to hell!" Ao Tong, Emperor Wu of Tsing Yi, now feels that the evil son is a lunatic, and both are Emperor Wu, despising himself, I don't know what to say.

The evil son looked at Emperor Qingyi and rushed over with a sword in his hand. His expression did not change, but the whip in his hand was tightened.

He felt that he was qualified to despise the warriors of this continent, none of these people had seen the world.

The cultivation techniques are also quite low-level. Even the techniques cultivated by King Wu have few of the highest grades at the prefecture level, and even many of the techniques used by the emperors are only top grade.

Heaven-level exercises here are just legends. The Heaven-level exercises that I occasionally hear are quite restrictive and incomplete.

As for himself, not only did he practice heaven-level spiritual skills, but he also cultivated heaven-level spiritual skills. Although he was a low-rank, he was not at the same level as earth-level techniques.

The most important thing is that his vest has a flaming scorpion pattern, which brings him boundless confidence.

Even in Yuan Continent, the warrior of the same level is not his opponent, let alone here.

Tsing Yi Wuhuang's long sword whistled with a fierce wind, and it was covered with the power of heaven and earth. Obviously, he used all his strength when he shot it.

The evil son sneered, shaking his hand, and the long whip was like a dexterous snake, instantly blocking the long sword.

"Bang." With a crisp sound, the sword was blocked, and Wu Huang Ao Tong of Tsing Yi looked ugly.

His full blow was actually blocked by such an easy effort, and the evil son in front of him was indeed well-deserved.

Ao Tong, Emperor Wu of Tsing Yi, looked straight, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"Ah..." he yelled, the long sword dance's dance is alive.

"Green Rain Nine Swords, Nine Swords in a Chain." One sword passed quickly, like a violent storm, sweeping toward the evil son.

Obviously, the Qingyu Nine Swords emphasized a quick word, and the swordsmanship was endless, making opponents rushed.