Chapter 1328

"You are the so-called Wanxiang first genius Huang Xiaolong of the gate of creation in Vientiane?" Jiang Feng haughtily sneered: "it is said that you have never been defeated. Even the early ten steps of the ancient god are not your opponent?"

Speaking of this, Jiangfeng's tone dragged on for a long time: "however, I really doubt whether your Yuanlong shenti is really so strong!"

There is no doubt that sarcasm is revealed.

Doubt, that is to satirize Huang Xiaolong is a false name.

Moreover, he deliberately described Huang Xiaolong as the first genius of Vientiane, which will undoubtedly lead all the talents of Vientiane to Huang Xiaolong.

We should know that the position of the gods in Vientiane is not only the human power, but also the sea people.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Feng's words fell, the top ten disciples and other gifted disciples of the grand ceremony all looked at Huang Xiaolong with bad eyes.

Huang Xiaolong's face is calm, and he looks at Jiang Feng on the stage indifferently. His eyes are disdainful, just like looking at a clown who looks after himself on the stage.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong's banter in his eyes, Jiang Feng looked at himself with disdain. He was angry. His sword pointed to Huang Xiaolong: "Huang Xiaolong, you seriously injured my younger martial brother Wang Yu a few days ago. Today, I will make an appointment with you!"

Engagement!

Jiang Feng deliberately pronounces these two words very seriously.

Everyone looks at Huang Xiaolong in unison.

On the throne, Feng Yingying also looks at Huang Xiaolong with great interest.

Just when Huang Xiaolong was about to take the stage, Jiang Feng couldn't wait to say: "Huang Xiaolong, are you a shrinking turtle with a false reputation, dare not come to the stage to fight? Don't you dare to go on stage? If so, you can go back to the gate of your fortune as soon as possible, practice for hundreds of years, eat more milk, and come out disgracefully. "

Many students at the scene burst into laughter.

The disciples of Heiyu's Caihua sect laughed louder.

"Son of a bitch, go back and eat your mother's milk. Don't make a fool of yourself here!"

"Come out before you even grow your hair!"

Some disciples of Jinfeng Building yelled maliciously.

Huang Xiaolong has only been in the gate of creation for about ten years. Compared with those disciples who have practiced for hundreds of years and thousands of years, Huang Xiaolong is really just a child.

Listening to the clamor of Heiyu's disciples, Laozu Xuedao coldly said, "abolish him."

Huang Xiaolong should have looked up and coldly looked at the black area on the stage, and then he came to the sea emperor's altar.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng sneered: "I didn't expect that you really dare to come up. That's good. Now, I will completely abolish you and avenge Wang Yu's younger martial brother!"

"You don't know. In fact, what I showed just now is only half of my strength. Now, I will show you how strong my real strength is."

Jiang Feng said that, the whole body breath completely releases, heartily releases.

Its momentum is more than half stronger than before.

Seeing this, the disciples of Heiyu's Caihua sect cried out with joy: "elder martial brother Jiang, abolish him!"

"Get rid of him and let him go back to his mother's milk!"

All of a sudden, Huang Xiaolong, standing opposite Jiangfeng, disappeared. When he reappeared, people saw that Jiang Feng, who was releasing his momentum, was lifted up by Huang Xiaolong's neck in his left hand.

The disciples of Heiyu's Caihua sect, who were cheering, were suddenly mute.

"Are you really strong?" Huang Xiaolong looked at Jiangfeng coldly with his eyes. Then, he hit Jiang Feng with a fist in his right hand, which made him sound like firecrackers.

Jiangfeng screamed.

"Go back to your mother's milk?" Huang Xiaolong's right hand is another punch.

Jiang Feng's chest was beaten out of shape.

"Are you going to kill me?" Huang Xiaolong's third right hand hit him, but there was no sound when he hit him on the chest. However, Jiang Feng's eyes were protruding with pain, and some kind of liquid came out from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

"Stop it!" Liu Mengyuan, the head of the black realm's fortune gate, could no longer sit still. He exclaimed, a terrible pressure poured out of his body, like a volcano suddenly exploding. The sky and the earth changed color. Except for the ancestors in the field, everyone breathed, just like being pressed by a huge mountain.

At this time, another terror and pressure rose, which was full of violence, blood and tyranny.

When the two pressures collide, the space is like a huge thunder and the air flow is turbulent.

Some of the ancestors were surprised and quickly took measures to protect the disciples around them.

"Liu Mengyuan, this is the grand ceremony of Hai people's sea emperor. Do you want to ignore the sea people and the rules of the sea people and join in the sacrificial platform competition?" The ancestor of bloody sword hummed coldly.

Just now, it's the bloody ancestor.

"If the sea people don't care, I have to discipline you." The ancestor of blood knife went on.

Liu Mengyuan, the head of the gate of fortune in the black region, looks ugly.

However, he also knew his own fault. He snorted coldly and didn't say anything. His eyes gave Huang Xiaolong a hard look. The look in his eyes made people tremble. Anyone could see that Liu Mengyuan, the head of the sect of Zaohua in the black region, was intent on killing.

Huang Xiaolong is indifferent, as if he didn't see the killing intention in Liu Mengyuan's eyes. He blows Jiang Feng off the altar with a fist.At this time, Feng Kaiyun, the master of the Feng family, stood up and announced: "this scene, Huang Xiaolong Sheng, the disciple of Vientiane Caihua sect." Speaking of this, he glanced at the four sides: "please abide by the rules of the grand ceremony of the Hai people. If you interfere next time, don't blame us for not being friendly."

Although he was willing to take sides in the dark realm, Feng Kaiyun could only stand up and say so.

What's more, Liu Mengyuan, the head of the Caihua sect in Heiyu, did ignore the rules of the Hai nationality, which made Feng Kaiyun and the ancestors of the Hai people angry.

After defeating Jiangfeng of Caihua gate in Heiyu, Huang Xiaolong stayed on the sacrificial platform, because there must be other sects and Hai clan disciples fighting against themselves, so he simply went to the altar to fight against them all at once.

"Who else is going to fight me on the stage?" Huang Xiaolong's indifferent voice rings over the square. His clothes and robes are not windless. With his high and upright posture and his momentum and temperament, many of his disciples have brilliant eyes.

Feng Yingying, sitting on the throne of the emperor of the sea, always wears a cool smile and looks at Huang Xiaolong with great interest. Although Huang Xiaolong's fist blows at Jiangfeng and shows his amazing fighting power, on the surface, Huang Xiaolong doesn't surprise her.

Perhaps, in her opinion, Huang Xiaolong's strength is not better than her?

Huang Xiaolong's voice dropped for a long time, but no one came to the stage to fight.

At the scene, many jinfenglou, Heiyu Caihua gate, and other sects' disciples were the late tenth stage of the ancient god, and even the peak strength of the latter stage. Although they wanted to take the stage, however, Feng Kaiyun, the leader of the Feng family, had stipulated the bone age. Therefore, those who exceeded the bone age could not take the stage.

"No one on stage?" Huang Xiaolong's voice is as calm as before, but his eyes look at Guo Jia Guo Jun, the first of the grand ceremony of the emperor of the sea.

All eyes fell on Guo Jun in unison.

In the eyes of people's expectation, Guo Jun stood up with a cold face.

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