War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"It seems that you don't want to be a human anymore."

Duan Lingtian's short sentence caused eleven young men and women including Hou Jun to change their expressions, and they were all irritated by Duan Lingtian.

"Go together!"

I don't know who suddenly shouted, a group of young men and women rushed towards Duan Lingtian tacitly, and suddenly, the air exploded one after another, continuously.

And above the void, the phantoms of ancient horned dragons all over the sky condensed and formed, with a menacing aura.

Duan Lingtian's eyes were calm, facing the young men and women attacking from all directions, his eyes suddenly focused, and a faint light flashed in them.

Thousand illusions!

In an instant, Duan Lingtian displayed his exclusive soul skill.

A 'fantasy space' appeared out of thin air, covering an area of ​​more than ten meters around Duan Lingtian as the center. Although it also enveloped Feng Tianwu, it did not target Feng Tianwu.

Therefore, Feng Tianwu was not affected.

Immediately afterwards, an incredible scene appeared.

It was a group of young men and women who were rushing towards Duan Lingtian. When they were about to touch Duan Lingtian, they all turned around and fought together.

"Boy, I want you to die!"

Hou Jun let out a loud cry, and punched out with his other intact hand, hitting one of his companions, wounding him.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, Hou Jun was also hit.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

...

The scuffle continued, in full swing.

"Tianwu, let's continue."

Duan Lingtian completely ignored the eleven young men and women who were fighting, and raised his wine glass and said to Feng Tianwu.

But Feng Tianwu had long been frightened by the scene in front of her.

"What did Brother Duan do?"

in her heart,

Puzzled.

While the scene in front of her shocked her, she only felt horrified, because it was so weird.

"This situation is similar to the situation when Brother Duan defeated Bai Hao..."

Feng Tianwu couldn't help recalling the scene she saw at the "Dynasty Martial Arts Competition" of the Han Dynasty.

At that time, when Duan Lingtian defeated Bai Hao, the situation was also so strange.

Not only Feng Tianwu, but also a group of middle-aged and elderly drinkers on the ninth floor of Binghuo Building are also dumbfounded now.

What is going on with this group of 'little ancestors' who usually dominate the capital of the Ming Dynasty?

Even the third prince's expression was extremely solemn at the moment, and his brows were filled with fear, "Who is he?"

Soon, the third prince left his seat.

He did not leave the ninth floor of the Binghuo Building, but walked inside.

On the ninth floor of the Binghuo Building, there is a spacious box, which is usually used by the highest-ranking members of the Zhao family to entertain guests.

"Oops."

"what!"

"Wow!!"

...

There were shrill screams one after another, and not long after, only one of the eleven young men and women was left standing, and the others fell to the ground in disorder.

Duan Lingtian raised his brows, the glint in the depths of his eyes shrank, and he put away his soul skills.

In an instant, the illusion space was shattered.

"what happened?"

After the illusion space disappeared, a group of young men and women lying on the ground were completely dumbfounded when they saw that Duan Lingtian was intact.

"Didn't I knock him down?"

"I punched him in the face and turned him into a pig's head? Huang Cui, you...how did you become a pig's head?"

...

After looking at each other, a group of young men and women finally realized a problem.

That was the one who was wounded by them just now, not Duan Lingtian, but their own companion.

But why did this happen?

"Demon magic! He can demon magic!"

I don't know who yelled.

Immediately, the expressions of a group of young men and women changed, and when they looked at Duan Lingtian again, their eyes were full of horror.

The unknown is undoubtedly the scariest.

Just now, they didn't realize what was going on at all, and they fell directly into the opponent's 'demonic method'.

"Do you... still want one of my hands and one of my legs?"

Duan Lingtian glanced at the group of people in front of him lightly, and asked slowly.

Hearing this, the latter looked at each other in blank dismay, and all lowered their heads in shame.

There are so many of them, even a boy who looks only about twenty-five years old can't deal with it. It's really embarrassing to throw it at grandma's house!

"Is your name Hou Jun?"

Duan Lingtian's eyes fell on the wretched young man whose hand he had crippled.

Seeing Duan Lingtian staring at him, the wretched young man's face changed drastically, and he shrank his body in fear, "You...what do you want to do? Tell you, I am the son of the head of the Hou family. If you dare to touch me, my father will not I will let you go!"

"Just now, you seemed to be working for that third prince?"

Duan Lingtian opened his mouth lightly, then raised his head and glanced not far away, and said again: "However, something happened to you, it seems that he slipped the fastest...is it worth it?"

does it worth?

Duan Lingtian's words made Hou Jun look back suspiciously, and when he saw the third prince leaving, his face changed slightly.

"The third prince has gone to the box."

At this time, a middle-aged man on the wine table not far away, Yuan Li condensed his voice to remind Hou Jun.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hou Jun was startled when he heard this, and laughed out loud at the same time.

Duan Lingtian frowned, this Hou Jun must be crazy, right?

"Boy, don't leave if you have the guts!"

Hou Jun stared at Duan Lingtian with hatred, and said with hatred.

This made a group of his companions puzzled.

"The third prince has gone into the box."

While talking, Hou Jun looked at the unique box on the ninth floor of Binghuo Building, his eyes were full of awe, as if there was something terrible inside.

"The third prince has entered the box?"

Immediately, the eyes of the other ten young men and women brightened.

"Boy, you can stay here if you have the guts."

"That's right! If you dare to leave, you're a coward."

"You go, you are my grandson!"

...

A group of young men and women said in one go, they all have a common purpose, that is to use the aggressive method to keep Duan Lingtian.

"idiot!"

After glancing at a group of young men and women, Duan Lingtian ignored them and looked at Feng Tianwu, "Tianwu, let's continue drinking."

Feng Tianwu nodded, since Duan Lingtian is not afraid, then she will not be afraid either.

When the lobby on the ninth floor of the Binghuo Building was extremely lively, the third prince opened the door and entered the box inside, and looked at the young man sitting inside with his eyes closed.

"Zhao Weiyi."

The third prince spoke slowly.

The young man was dressed in green. He looked like he was in his early thirties and handsome. From a distance, he looked like a delicate woman, but the Adam's apple in his throat undoubtedly revealed his identity as a man.

He is one of the two most outstanding young men of the Ming Dynasty:

The Zhao family, Zhao Weiyi!

Anyone in the Ming Dynasty knows that this young man whose name sounds like a woman and looks like a woman, under his weak appearance, has an extremely terrifying cultivation base and extremely ruthless methods.

As long as Zhao Weiyi makes a move, there will be very few survivors.

"Ma Yingjie, what do you need from me?"

Finally, Zhao Weiyi slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young man in white calmly, and called him by his name, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

Ma Yingjie was not surprised by this.

You know, even if Zhao Weiyi faced his elder brother, the 'His Royal Highness the Crown Prince' of the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, he would always call him by his first name, let alone him.

The most important thing is that Zhao Weiyi's strength is much stronger than him.

"Zhao Weiyi, if you don't go out, our Ming Dynasty will lose face this time!"

Ma Yingjie, who was also the 'Third Prince' of the royal family of the Han Dynasty, said slowly.

"Ok?"

When Zhao Weiyi heard this, there was a little more doubt in his eyebrows.

The sound insulation effect of the box is very low, and Zhao Weiyi was practicing just now, so he didn't know what happened in the lobby outside.

"Today, a pair of young men and women came to the ninth floor of the Binghuo Building of your Zhao family... The man looks about twenty-five years old, and the woman is about twenty years old."

Ma Yingjie said.

"and then?"

Zhao Weiyi asked with interest.

"Then, Hou Jun was crippled with one hand by that young man. That man attacked viciously. Even with the 'Third Grade Huisheng Pill', he was still powerless!"

Ma Yingjie said again.

Zhao Weiyi frowned upon hearing this, "Being able to abolish Hou Jun means that he is at least a martial artist above the 'eighth level of the Void Realm'... an 'eighth level of the Void Realm' around the age of twenty-five?"

Even Zhao Weiyi has to be shocked now.

One must know that even he broke through to the 'eighth level of Void Entry Realm' after he was thirty years old.

Now, hearing that a twenty-five-year-old young man has a cultivation level above the 'eighth level of Void Entry Realm', he finds it hard to accept.

As a martial arts genius, he has his own pride, and it's hard to bear that someone's talent is so much stronger than him.

"Eighth level of the Void Realm?"

Hearing Zhao Weiyi's judgment, Ma Yingjie said with disdain: "He is not just as simple as 'eighth level of entering the virtual world'... If I tell you, Hou Jun and his eleven people, three of the eighth level of entering the virtual world, five of entering the virtual world At the seventh level of the Void Realm and three at the sixth level of the Void Entering Realm, they teamed up to deal with that person, but they all fell down without even touching the hem of his clothes, what do you think?"

call!

As soon as Ma Yingjie finished speaking, Zhao Weiyi sat up instantly, his eyes flashed, "What else? You say that, I'm a little interested in him. He most likely came from another dynasty. We, the Ming Dynasty, are going to participate in the 'Ten Dynasties Contest of Martial Arts'."

"Go! Come out with me and meet him."

Zhao Weiyi walked out.

"etc."

Ma Yingjie stopped Zhao Weiyi.

"Ok?"

Zhao Weiyi looked at Ma Yingjie suspiciously, wondering what else Ma Yingjie wanted to say.

"Zhao Weiyi, I want to remind you one thing...Hou Jun and eleven others teamed up to deal with that guy, not only didn't they even touch the hem of his clothes."

Speaking of this, Ma Yingjie paused, and continued: "From the beginning to the end, that man sat in his original position and didn't move! He seemed to have used some strange means to make Hou Jun and the other eleven people talk to each other. Massacred, all injured."

"what?!"

What Ma Yingjie said made Zhao Weiyi, who had always kept calm, finally couldn't help being moved.