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This time, the emperor's attack failed to suppress Qingyang as he wished, because he recovered very well, and the woman in front of him was getting old and could not even make a voice for help.

In the end, she dried up.

Qingyang directly threw her body out, regained her calm, staring at the sky: "thank you very much for the gift from the holy palace."

Recovered?

So perverted?

There is no one who does not suffocate.

If a woman swallows him, it is impossible to completely recover, but at this moment, the Qingyang seems to have recovered, and the blood in the body is vigorous again, just like a burning flame.

The emperor's face sank, the emperor of light fell, and the women of Duan's family also died. It seems that they were all unexpected!

The man snapped: "as a human, you practice the magic skill. I will send you to hell today."

As soon as Qingyang stepped out, the swords of the princes broke out directly. There was a strong intention of killing in the dark blue. It seemed that the sword had not recovered completely. However, it was not difficult to kill the people in front of them.

After several collisions, the sword passed over the man's shoulder, and a series of blood splashed down.

Then, another sword penetrated his body, and the spirit was also nailed to death.

With a plop, the man's body fell down, rippling with wisps of dust.

The whole scene was quiet and no one spoke.

Fourteen.

Among them, four young talents reached the state of shencang, but they were still killed by Qingyang.

He's so powerful.

No one does not suffocate, looking at Qingyang, as if to see the God of death and the devil.

"It seems that it was a wrong decision not to kill you at that time," roared the emperor

Qingyang raised his head and roared, "my name is Qingyang." It's like fear that others don't know his name, or what the two words stand for, which can frighten the holy palace.

But in fact, nothing can represent anything, but it can prove one thing.

Many years ago, he once said that he would come back. He also said that if something happened to the fifth house, he would make the murderer bleed.

Now, he is fulfilling his promise.

Although the elder martial brothers are still alive, they are not in the fifth courtyard.

It was a sad story.

Qingyang gasped, and his hair began to fly. His clothes and clothes were hunting. With a hum of the swords of the princes, he shot out a sword. This was not an attack, but a challenge to the emperor.

He's challenging emperor.

The disciple of the holy palace, the strong and the holy land, almost forgot to breathe and stare at Qingyang.

What kind of concept is it to challenge emperor?

"My name is Qingyang, disciple of the Fifth Academy, Qingtian guard, Emperor secretary, dare to fight?"

The whole sky seemed to be silent and even solidified. People's minds echoed with these words: "emperor, can you dare to fight?"

They almost forgot how many years no one had dared to challenge the emperor in this way.

The last time was Lin Yifan, and the last time was haotianqiong. Unfortunately, they all failed.

In the ancient city, Xia Wuhou deeply suffocated: "Qingyang is crazy."

Lin Yifan looked solemn: "he is not crazy, he is very sober, because he knows that the emperor can not attack."

The youth exclaimed: "yes, this is the real body of the emperor. If I have not guessed wrong, he has also participated in the recovery of cold water. If we fight with Qingyang, how much strength will he use? Less can't do, more will affect the recovery of cold water

The emperor's eyes were cold, and his heart was ready to move, but he could bear it.

"My Lord, why don't you let those people do it?"

Those who speak are the strong ones of the holy palace. Those people refer to those outside the holy palace, that is, the strong ones of the four holy places.

Tess did not speak.

"They can't stop it, and they need them in the future," said another powerful paladin If all of them were taken as cannon fodder and sent to death, there would be only the holy palace left in their holy palace in the future.

Indeed, Yuheng, Yaoguang, Kaiyang, Tianxuan Comparatively speaking, their strength is too weak.

"What do you mean?"

Other people also showed dissatisfaction: "yes, we have come all the way for the holy palace. Do you want us as cannon fodder?"

With a big wave of the emperor's hand, the grand and solemn voice went on: "challenge yourself, regardless of life or death. If anyone kills Qingyang and enters the inner door, the resources will be increased by three times, plus an imperial weapon."

As soon as this was said, all the disciples of the holy palace were boiling.

It's still a small matter to add three times to the resources. But if you enter the holy palace gate, it's absolutely a matter of glorifying our ancestors, plus the emperor's divine weapons.

Such a rich reward, at present, many young light practitioners are ready to move.

But no one is stupid. Those powerful people in the God hiding state are all dead. Ten of them are dead. They are just dying to challenge Qingyang.For ten minutes, no one stood up.

Qingyang laughed: "but so."

The emperor's face was heavy again, and he looked very ugly. He roared: "plus a piece of supreme magic weapon, a saint level skill."

Such rewards are definitely against the weather.

Even those old strong people heard that, but also showed a startled look, eyes across some color.

High in the sky, in a certain direction, a young Hao family disciple looked at Hao Tianqiong: "little Lord." The meaning of the two words means that he wants to fight and is eager to get the rich reward.

Hao Tianqiong quietly swept over: "unless you want to die."

Some of the Nahao family disciples were not reconciled: "there must be some consumption in the 14 matches of Qingyang battle. I am not without a chance."

Hao Tianqiong doesn't say much.

He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "thank you very much for your success." The voice dropped and he left the ship.

On the camp of the Wen family, the young master of the Wen family has a deep vision: "the emperor can't make a move, and those who are older will not lose their face. This rich reward is very attractive, but also a trap."

Standing beside him, a thin middle-aged man looked gentle. At this time, hearing his little master's words, he couldn't help nodding: "what the little Lord said is very right. The emperor's action is just to take the opportunity to consume our families."

The young master of the Wen family looked over.

Man a Lin, no more words.

Young light language: "in the future, don't talk nonsense, he represents the holy palace after all."

The one from the Hao family came out with a dull look and came to Qingyang and said, "the haos' disciples come to challenge."

Qingyang looked at him coldly: "how is your little master recently?"

The disciple of the Hao family was stunned for a moment and answered earnestly, "the little master is very good."

Qingyang said again, "you go! You're too weak to let your little master go to war. "

The Hao family disciple's face was slightly heavy, and he said, "if you step into shenzang again, your combat effectiveness is not weaker than Shao Zhu. If brother Qingyang is afraid..."

Qingyang snorted coldly and waved it casually. Dozens of swords flooded the place. It was powerful, direct and hissing. The haos' disciple was shocked to fly. He coughed up blood. After stabilizing himself, he said angrily: "you sneak attack?"

Qingyang sneered: "is the realm of piling up resources really your combat effectiveness?"

His words hit the nail on the head. In fact, not only him, but most of the so-called young talents in the holy palace were piled up in this way. Therefore, they could not resist the killing of Qingyang.

Hao's disciple's face was blue and purple, and he bit his teeth: "this is my business."