In a big chaos, a group of masters in black armor descended at the intersection of China Street. The leader was actually a peak saint, and the others were not weak, all of whom were sunset-level sacred land powerhouses. Such a majestic momentum was connected into a whole, instantly dragging the entire Chinese street into a doomsday oppression situation.

"Who can you dare to reveal your magic weapon!" The leader of the Black Armor peak saint seemed extremely furious, overturning many powerful humans along the street, domineering and without any scruples.

Seeing that the dwarf was in a bad state, his figure suddenly exploded, and he exploded to pieces with the newly built wooden platform, and his whole body disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Xia Wushuang was shocked and quickly took back the divine funeral map in her hand, pretending to know nothing, and observing the situation in front of her.

A group of senior brothers wearing black armor have been forced to appear. This shows that the divine funeral map scattered by the dwarf liar is very likely to be true.

"Sir Viscount, look at the scene of this energy explosion, it seems to be the Michelin guy." A black-armored saint walked on the street, detecting the pit that had just exploded, and then turned around and said to the peak saint.

"Where is he?"

"It seems that I ran away with the 'fire' skill!"

"Damn it, this guy must be trying to ruin our big business!" The peak saint dressed in full-covered black armor and took off his cold and hard helmet, and hit the ground with a "shot" sound. A black magic hair floated towards the sky, revealing an exquisite and handsome Western face.

The man was so angry that he was full of anger in his tone.

However, at this moment, a sarcastic voice suddenly came out, which suddenly broke the cold deadlock in front of me that made people feel frozen.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! What wind, what wind is this? It actually blows out all the great knights of the Demon Holy Land. I count and ask me to count, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, a total of seven! It's rare, it's really rare." A black shadow suddenly jumped off a five-story medieval building. The monster had two crystal clear bone knives inserted between its waist, and its whole body was black, with a pungent fishy smell. The huge fish mouth spoke in the air, and its mouth was full of teasing.

The ground was smashed by the fishman who suddenly fell, a spider-web-like crack was broken, and the gravel flew, causing the entire street to shake.

"Uh. Why did this unlucky black fish come?" Xia Wushuang was shocked when she saw that the black figure was actually an acquaintance.

"Brother Wushuang, do you even know such an ugly fish monster?" Although the four sides were silent due to the emergence of strange saints one after another. Ye Xiaoya couldn't help but cover her mouth after hearing Xia Wushuang's self-talk and said in a low voice.

The unconventional black fish obviously heard Ye Xiaoya's mutter. He glared at the unshirkable girl with an unhappy look on his face, and then looked at Xia Wushuang dissatisfiedly, as if saying: "What kind of friends do you have found here? Why do everyone say I am ugly when they meet? Is it appropriate to have such a low quality?!"

At this time, the handsome black-armored knight walked out of the surroundings of other saints with a calm aura.

He held the great sword at his waist in his hand. He walked on the cold asphalt road. Finally, when he was less than thirty steps away from the big black fish, he suddenly stopped and said coldly: "Mr. Li Yu, are you from the same group as Michelin?"

In the already cold winter, the water vapor around was frozen again. The street lights and ceilings on both sides of the road were suddenly covered with white frost, giving people a feeling of withering and solemnity.

Seeing this situation of suppressing people with power, Xia Wushuang, who had always protected her short-term weakness, couldn't help but frown. The dissatisfaction with these senior brothers and sisters in his heart completely broke out.

In front of everyone, he suddenly pointed at the big black fish and said, "This guy is not a fish monster, he just gave up his human body and turned into a fish to chase a Naga clan's elder sister. He was originally not a human, but a Zhongnan person; on the contrary, these guys who resembled humans were actually not humans. They were the Demon Spirit Death Knights born in the Demon Misty."

Xia Wushuang had no intention and pointed out the identities of the Big Black Fish and the Black Armored Knight. The powerful Zhongzhou present heard this and the guys in a bad mood suddenly frowned, feeling particularly awkward, and they felt like they wanted to beat the group of black Armored Knights in front of them.

"...It's also affectionate and righteous." Hong San nodded with a smile. She has always supported Xia Wushuang, so there is no need to doubt this.

"Ha! Boss Xia, it's been a long time since we saw each other." The big black fish immediately laughed, stepped on the slutty little steps, and took refuge towards Xia Wushuang.

"How long will it take?" Xia Wushuang saw the big black fish jogging over, and her face remained unchanged. She asked in front of everyone. It was not until the black fish approached and when others were not paying attention, his expression suddenly changed. He cursed in a low voice: "You dead guy, you have the courage to cause trouble and have no ability to take responsibility. You should just throw the blame on my head. You must have done it on purpose?! You saw me early in the morning?"

The black fish's face was comparable to the city wall. She ignored Xia Wushuang's curse that no one heard, and said in pain with an almost crying expression: "It's been seventeen years! Boss! I miss you so much!"

"God-tug!" Xia Wushuang kicked away the dead fish that wanted to rub against his thigh, then raised her eyes and looked directly at the peak black armored saint who was not far from him in front of him.

"You are the heir of the bloodline of the God King, Xia Wushuang?" The leading black-armored Death Knight suddenly changed slightly when he heard the big black fish's name to Xia Wushuang. His frown brows couldn't stretch.

If the Emperor of Mystery has always been the supreme leader of the first echelon of the Holy Temple, everyone was breathless. Then Xia Wushuang's reputation as a rising star also made his senior brother and sister unable to breathe.

Because this is also an unparalleled monster. When he first entered the holy realm, he completely perfected the six-element meditation method that no one has ever been able to improve since ancient times. Almost everyone in the Holy Deity’s juniors know that it doesn’t take long to kill this holy deity’s rookie.

By then, the Holy Church will definitely become a stage for the Mystery Emperor to compete with this rising star. All the strong will be as eclipsed as the stars that foil the sun and the moon.

This is the tragedy of an entire era.

Therefore, except for some powerful people with noble sentiments, most people in the sacred temples do not welcome Xia Wushuang very much. What makes people helpless is that since they are here to grab things on earth, there are not many of these senior brothers and sisters with noble sentiments.

"That's right. I am Xia Wushuang. In the future, I would like to ask my senior brother for more advice." Xia Wushuang smiled faintly, and a heavy aura all over her body rushed up, blocking the power of the Seven Saints of Demon Abyss for the powerful people in the middle of this street.

Faced with the pressure of these saints, he was extremely tenacious and did not feel much pressure.

"Very good, I remember you!" The leading black-armored knight was shocked. Xia Wushuang protected everyone with his own strength. He could only barely do such a move. This man had just entered the holy realm and was so evil that he was so evil.

"That's good." Faced with this semi-threatening statement, Xia Wushuang still just smiled and didn't take it in his heart.

At this time, two blue and black flying shadows flew into the sky. The Storm Spirit and the Clockwork Demon Lord smelled the aura of the saint's confrontation and rushed over from other locations in the Roman city.

Xia Wushuang smiled slightly and greeted these two comrades in the same city, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The black-armored knight's face changed. He looked around and found that the number of saints on the other side had changed from three to five in a moment. God knows whether there will be some more people after this. If he drags on it, the form may reverse and make people laugh.

Thinking of this, the leading black-armored knight did not deliberately say anything. He just looked at Xia Wushuang and others deeply, and then left the street with the group of death knights.

Watching the group of senior brothers retreat, Xia Wushuang's smiling face immediately sank. She slapped the big black fish's head with a slap, not giving him any cuteness at all, showing off his miserable opportunity, and cursed: "You TM sell me again, are you looking for death, right?"
Chapter completed!