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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four Battles Are All Dead?(1/2)

Shangguan Xiong's face changed, "Do you have any misunderstandings?"

"Misunderstand"?

The elder of the Martial God Temple shook his head slowly, "The cause of death of the two elders of the Martial God Temple is strange, and this kid is absolutely unrelated"!

Everyone's faces changed again and again.

Hearing this tone, Zhan Wuque actually assassinated the two elders of the Martial God Temple!

Two powerful martial kings!

"As for me, I don't need to say more"!

The second elder of the Qing family smiled coldly, "Kill more than a hundred people in my family, are there no one in my family to bully my Qing family?"

At the end, his body's energy could not help but explode.

The seventh floor of King Wu!

"Shangguan Xiong, I advise you to get out of here, you can't stop us"!

The second elder of the Qing family's voice was very cold.

"This kid's life belongs to me, Mr. Qiu."

At this moment, a figure came into the air and landed on the stage.

"It's Qiu Yan, the madman, who is here to avenge his disciples."

"This guy will definitely die today. The three martial kings are here, and even Shangguan Xiong cannot protect him."

The people of Qin Zhaojun were sweating coldly for Zhan Wuque.

"How can you decide whether you have to make up for the right and wrong"!

Shangguan Xiong did not get out of the way.

Zhan Wuque just won the first place for Qin Zhaojun and was a great hero. He must not sit idly by.

"boom"!

The two of them didn't care about so many talents and took action.

Shangguan Xiong is only the seventh level of King Wu. How can he block the two of them from joining forces? He was knocked back by one blow and was slightly injured.

"grandfather"!

Shangguan Wan'er supported Shangguan Xiong.

"Today, I'm afraid I can't save him," Shangguan Xiong sighed.

He could not defeat the two people in front of him, not to mention Qiu Yan, who was staring at him.

Qiu Yan is the top of King Wu, and he is even less of an opponent.

"Destroy my family and break you up to pieces today"!

The second elder of the Qing family laughed wildly.

Zhan Wuque shook his head slowly and took out something from the storage bag, "I'm afraid you can't kill me."

"The token of the prince is the personal token of the prince today"!

"When seeing this thing is like seeing the prince, how could he have it?"

The second elder of the Qing family's face turned blue.

With the prince's token, he didn't dare to take action at all.

If you take action against Zhan Wuque, you will attack the prince, which is a serious crime of beheading!

"Catch him up"!

The elder of the Temple of War God spoke lightly.

Others are afraid of the prince, but he is not afraid of the Temple of the Martial God!

Not to mention that it is just a token of the prince, even the crown prince in the current dynasty dares to arrest him!

"you"!

Shangguan Xiong wanted to stop him, but was blocked by the elder of the Temple of War.

A god general wearing golden armor walked forward and stretched out his big hand to grab Zhan Wuque.

He is the cultivation level of King Wu of Half Steps. If he wants to take down a young man, it will be easy.

"Bang"!

The god will be shaken away.

Qiu Yan came over.

"I said, this kid's life is mine"!

All the soldiers around Qiu Yan passed were shocked.

"Qiu Yan is indeed a madman, and he doesn't give him any face to the Temple of the Martial Gods"!

The scene was in chaos, and all the troops on all sides wanted to fight Wuque's life.

"Stop, he has the token of the prince, and you still dare to take action. Have you taken my royal family seriously?"

Jiang Su stood up despite the dissuasion of others and stood up to stand up for Zhan Wuque.

"roll"!

The Temple of War God swung its sleeves.

Jiang Su was suddenly lifted away from afar, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

The other two princes helped him up, "Oh, Ninth Brother, why are you doing this? Even if the eldest brother is here, it's useless."

The power of the Temple of War Gods is spread across the continent and the water is very deep. They are a small royal family, and they can't afford to offend them.

"Master"!

A bright woman rushed to the platform.

"Master, save him."

The woman is Jiang Nana.

She had been watching off the stage just now, but at this moment she finally couldn't help but rushed up.

"Nana, sit down first"!

Xie Danqing used his Yuanli to imprison Jiang Nana in place without saying a word.

"Master, let go of me, I want to save Zhan Wuque"!

Jiang Nana kept struggling, but it was useless.

The half-step Wu Emperor's Yuanli was imprisoned, and with her strength, she could not break free.

Off the field.

"Qiu Yan, this is the person my deputy director of the Martial God Temple calls for. I advise you to retreat. The Martial God Temple can be forgiven without any blame"!

The elder of the Temple of War God's face looked slightly solemn.

He is only the eighth level of King Wu, and Qiu Yan is the ninth level of King Wu, known as a madman, and is also a master of weapon refining. He has many magic weapons, so he is no match for him.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yan laughed.

People don’t know that Qiu Yan is not only crazy, but even more crazy.

He suddenly slapped out his palm, slapped the elder of the Martial God Temple who was caught off guard, and then grabbed Zhan Wuque.

"Boy, pay my disciple's life"!

Qiu Yan's eyes showed murderous intent.

"grandfather"!

Shangguan Wan'er shouted.

Shangguan Xiong gritted his teeth and rushed forward, but was also slapped away by Qiu Yan's palm.

Those who had cursed the enemy before quickly retreated.

In front of this Qiu Caizi, who dares to stand up for Zhan Wuque?

Zhan Wuque also retreated, his face a little ugly.

He didn't expect Qiu Yan to be so crazy that he ignored the prince's token and wanted to take his life.

Qiu Yan's speed is so fast that even if Zhan Wuque is not slow, he is far inferior to him when he uses the Invincible Technique to activate his body skills.

"Bang"!

Zhan Wuque was swept by the strong wind and fell heavily off the court.

"Die"!
To be continued...
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