Chapter 152: Battle Lord
Chapter 152 Battle Lord
"What's wrong?"
Han Kuantao asked, thinking that Su Yi was uncomfortable.
Fang Tianshenquan also opened his eyes to look at Su Yi. In their plan, Su Yi is an indispensable existence, so they don't want anything to happen to Su Yi.
But Su Yi is not a porcelain doll, but a fierce monster, how could something happen inexplicably?
"nothing."
Su Yi replied, and then asked Fang Tianshenquan: "After the Chu Dynasty, how long will it take to reach the main hall of the Divine Body Hall?"
There are countless divisions in the Divine Body Hall, but the main hall is the center of power, and few people know where the main hall is.
Fang Tianshenquan hesitated and said: "If we go at full speed, it will take about a month. At that time, we have to find the location of the main hall. The main hall of the Divine Body Hall is protected by an ancient magic circle, so it is difficult to find."
One month!
Su Yi sighed in his heart, Dongtu is really huge.
The distance ahead of them is enough to fly around the earth several times, but they are still far away from the Divine Body Hall.
Immediately, Su Yi turned his attention diagonally downward.
The city wall on the bank of the Mandong River is as high as ten feet. Inside the city wall are countless buildings, extending to the end of the earth, and the shadow of mountains can be seen faintly on the horizon.
This is just a city of the Chu Dynasty, which is more spectacular than Chang'an, giving people an unspeakable domineering.
Just like Xiang Shun's title, Overlord of Western Chu.
"If there is a chance, I will definitely visit you."
The corner of Su Yi's mouth curled up, smiling brightly.
No matter how crazy the Overlord of Western Chu is, he is also his subordinate!
Because he is Emperor Su!
If the Overlord of Western Chu dared to attack him, he could obliterate the Overlord of Western Chu, but Su Yi didn't want to do that unless it was absolutely necessary. Every member of Emperor Suzong was his treasure!
It can be used, and it can also enhance the strength of the Shadow Legion.
The Chu Dynasty is very large, equivalent to the sum of the seven dynasties. The people here are rich and the country is strong, and mortals live and work in peace and contentment. Monks run around and practice in the mountains and downtown.
During the flight, Su Yi could feel a lot of powerful aura, which shows the strength of the Chu Dynasty.
"The Chu Dynasty has been established for two hundred years and has developed rapidly. If Xiang Shun hadn't kept a low profile, the Chu Dynasty would have been famous all over the world."
Han Kuandao couldn't help but praise, this is a great mountain and river, anyone who sees it will yearn for it.
Fang Tianshenquan snorted: "What's so good about royal power? It's better to ask immortals. Immortality is really worth pursuing."
Han Yudao glanced at him, and said: "Emperors of all races compete for luck. Luck forges the body and prolongs life. It is also a way to pursue longevity."
Luck!
These two words are extremely mysterious. To put it simply, it is luck, and to say it more mysteriously, it is fate!
"What does qi count, and what does longevity count? It's not in the eyes of my adoptive father!"
Let me hum wildly, looking like his father is the most proud.
"Who is your adoptive father?" Han Yuandao asked, Ren Wokuang always brags about his adoptive father and his eldest brother, but he doesn't mention their identities, making Han Yuandao feel like a cat scratching his head.
Ren Wo smiled smugly and stopped talking, making Han Kuidao secretly annoyed.
Han Yuandao's mind was moved, and he began to pinch his fingers to calculate, trying to figure out who Ren Wokuang's adoptive father is.
"Poof—"
Han Kuidao suddenly spurted a mouthful of **** arrows, his whole body was exhausted, and he fell from the sky.
Fang Tianshen fist quickly grabbed him, Su Yi frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
He and Fang Tianshenquan subconsciously looked at Ren Wokuang.
Even Xiaobai on Su Yi's body shrinks his neck in fear, he hates Ren Wokuang the most, because Ren Wokuang wants to roast and eat it.
Ren Wo said wildly: "You can't think of your own strength, even my adoptive father dares to count? He is lucky if he didn't die!"
Looking at his expression, even Su Yi wanted to beat him up.
Too owed!
How did this fellow survive to this day?
The four continued to move forward. Han Kuandao was seriously injured and unconscious. Everyone didn't bother to care about him, as long as he didn't die.
I was in a coma for a whole day and night.
Han Yuandao just woke up.
They also left the scope of the Chu Dynasty, and the Mandong River was getting farther and farther away from them.
Han Yudao's face was pale, lying on a round fan, his whole body lost his calm temperament in the past, and he was extremely embarrassed.
"Hmph! Are you scared?"
Ren Wokuang clasped his arms around his chest and hummed.
Han Kuandao was embarrassed and angry, and his body trembled.
Su Yi also said: "It's okay, don't speculate on others."
God knows how many times Han Yudao calculated himself, so he was also a little upset when he saw Han Yudao.
Fang Tianshen turned his back to Han Yuandao and said, "Your master Chu Tongming knows too much. Do you want to follow in his footsteps?"
Chu Tong Ming!
Han Yuandao's face turned ugly for a moment, and there was even a murderous look in his eyes.
His master is his taboo, and no one is allowed to mention it in front of him.
If it wasn't for revenge on the Divine Body Hall, and he was injured, he really wanted to chop Fang Tianshen Fist.
"You are really upright!"
At this moment, a mocking sneer came, followed by a sound of breaking through the air.
The faces of Su Yi and the others changed, and they dodged immediately, only to see a flaming arrow coming towards them.
This arrow is very fast, and it disappeared on the other side of the mountain in the blink of an eye.
I saw a man wearing a leopard-print black robe flying towards him. He was surrounded by a terrifying and demonic aura, his black hair was dancing, and his eyes were fierce, staring at Su Yi.
The comer is strong!
Su Yi was vigilant, and turned his hand to take out Zhou Wujian and Baiyuan Sword to prepare for the battle.
Xiaobai was on his shoulder, roaring at the man in black, trying to scare the enemy away.
"Zhang Wenyuan!"
Fang Tianshenquan stared at the man in black robe and shouted angrily. His aura exploded instantly, causing the surrounding mountains to tremble.
"Holy Lord of the Divine Body Hall."
Han Yuandao's face is still ugly. After all, he is seriously injured and can't fight with all his strength.
The holy masters of the divine body hall are all existences beyond the out-of-body state!
Above the Aperture Realm, there is the Innate Dao Fruit Realm, and the corresponding cultivation realm of the Yaozu is called the Monster Body Dao Fruit Realm, all of which are the Dao Fruit Realms of breeding!
Dao fruit is the existence recognized by the heavens and stars, and it is extremely profound.
Zhang Wenyuan has been in the Demon Body Dao Fruit Realm for thousands of years, and his strength is extremely strong. Not many people know what his body is.
"Demon Lord, your actions will make the entire land of hundreds of mountains be buried with you."
Zhang Wenyuan said coldly, threatening Su Yi.
Ren me cursed: "What are you? How dare you threaten my brother Su! If my elder brother is here, you are already a dead demon!"
Zhang Wenyuan glanced at him fiercely, which made him tremble all over in fright, and quickly hid behind Su Yi.
"It's just in time, I just want to kill the Lord of the Divine Body Hall to vent my anger!"
Fang Tianshen stepped out with his fist, his robes fluttered, his aura reached its peak, and there was faintly lightning flashing around his body.
Zhang Wenyuan smiled disdainfully, his eyes met.
The two powerful men moved out at the same time, and bumped into each other with a bang.
Fists clashed with each other, and a strong wind howled out, sending Su Yi and others flying.
At the same time, on a mountain in the distance, stood a figure, dressed as a scholar, with a refined temperament, holding a scroll of letters in his hand.
From his appearance, he seemed to be in his twenties.
"Let me see if the Taicang Hegemony is as tyrannical as the legend."
The scholar smiled and muttered to himself, the wind was blowing towards his face, and he didn't let his eyes dodge.
The third update, with 35,000 more votes, can Fang Tianshen Fist win?
(end of this chapter)