505 Opponents

"Jiange tribe! Su Wusi!"

Li Hai and Yan Long both exclaimed.

Unlike Li Hai and Yan Long, both of them came from a large number of strong men from the Jiuli Tribe and the Dihuang Tribe. And there is only one person named Suwu Si from the Sugus tribe!

He walked into the hall alone, but the sword on his body frightened everyone.

It's like he alone is enough to match thousands of people.

That sword is not a provocation, don't be ignored, don't be offended!

Luo Jia saw Su Wusi come in, his face became even more ugly.

"And us!"

As soon as Su Wusi entered the hall, there were more than a dozen warriors behind him.

These dozen warriors, wearing white robes, although they are old, they have a sacred atmosphere, like white and innocent snow flying in the air!

Seeing this group of people, everyone knew that the strong men of the Snow Wind Tribe were here.

"Fengchun, do you have to come and join in the fun?" Li Hai asked with a frown.

A group of middle-aged men wearing snow-white robes said with a smile: "I am thinking about the Snow Wind Tribe. I left my residence six days ago and have not come back yet. Shouldn't I come to see the Wanbao Zhenjun?"

Yan Long and Li Hai both understood this time. The two people looked at each other and smiled softly: "Many people seem to be missing!"

Yan Long chuckled and said: "Yes, this is also the most proud of every tribe!"

Inside the palace.

Yan Long, Li Hai, Feng Chun, and Su Wusi stood together and looked at Luo Jia.

These four men represent the most powerful tribe in Nanzhou. Their words were enough to make the earth in Nanzhou tremble.

Luo Jia looked at the four people, her face a little pale.

At this time, a voice came from the entrance of the hall. A woman's voice came: "The younger generation Ye Suxin came to visit the younger generation's fiancé Wanbao Zhenjun. He left the residence six days ago and has not come back. Please find him Wanbao Zhenjun!"

After the sound, a beautiful lady walked into the hall alone.

At this time, Li Hai, Yan Long and others were looking at Ye Suxin.

Luo Jia's expression became even more indifferent, and she looked at Ye Suxin in silence.

Luo Jia said to Ye Suxin's faceless expression: "Your fiancé is lost. What does this have to do with my master? Has Huo Lianshan really lost a small role and my master must come forward to solve it? "

"My fiancé is not a small character!" Ye Suxin said, looking at Luo Jia coldly.

The Luo family was about to argue with Ye Suxin.

At this moment, outside the hall, there was another voice, an ancient voice came: "Hey, are only the troops of the 72nd Division soldiers?"

"Did the warriors of our small tribe lose someone? Aren't they not warriors?"

Accompanied by the sound, a bald old man with a pointed monkey appeared in the hall.

Luo Jia said coldly: "Who are you?"

The bald old man had a hint of coolness in his eyes and said, "There is only one leader of a small tribe in Nanzhou, named Tianji Tribe!"

"Liu Yuan, Qin Yijun and Ye Jing are lost in my tribe. Today, I am looking for True Lord Wanbao to discuss it!" said the bald old man.

Luo Jia heard this and didn't express it.

When I saw Luo Jia, I didn't say anything, everyone was a little unstable!

"I want to see True Lord Wanbao!" Su Wusi said aggressively to Luo Jia.

Suwu's words were sharp, and it seemed that millions of swords were rushing towards Luo Jia. Ling Ren's sword forced Luo Jia to retreat.

Li Hai walked out step by step, his body's momentum surged, and he put pressure on Luo Jia, saying coldly: "Robot, you can't stop us, let the True Lord Wanbao come out!"

Yan Long shook his head and said: "We don't want to compare with your juniors, and ask the True Lord Wanbao to come out!"

Luo Jia's face turned pale and she gritted her teeth and insisted: "Teacher, I haven't seen any guests!"

Suus was very angry and said coldly: "I rarely talk nonsense to you!"

Then, Suus raised his head and looked at the palace with fierce eyes. Immediately afterwards, the spirit was running, and the voice spread like thunder: "My predecessor, Wanbao Zhenjun, I have something to see, and I also ask the old man to appear."

Suwus's voice echoed directly above the main peak of Huolian Mountain.

Luo Jiayi immediately said coldly: "Your seniors, I respect you, but please don't walk an inch. This place is the Fire Lotus Mountain, and we can't let you go wild!"

Luo Jia raised her hand, and the whole hall shook.

There was a gap in the ground and a fire emerged from it.

This is the unique fire of Huolian Mountain!

Su Wusi looked at the flames on the ground and immediately looked at Luo Jia with a sneer: "Are you going to compete with this old man?"

Luo Jia said coldly: "If the seniors are so greedy and despise my Fire Lotus, then the younger generation can defend the dignity of Fire Lotus!

Suus smiled, and his body sword began to increase sharply. He said coldly: "Oh, okay, I also want to see how powerful the disciples taught by True Monarch Wanbao are!"

During the speech, Su Wusi's sword and thoughts were moving, and the entire hall was filled with fierce sword winds, glimpsing the ground on the ground.

And this sword is more direct to Luo Jia's body.

Before he came to Luo Jia, he had already beaten Luo Jia's mouth and vomited blood.

If this sword really hit Luo Jia, I'm afraid that even if Luo Jia didn't die, it would still be a serious injury!

A gust of sword wind was pulled out from Su Wusi and swept across the earth

, smashed all the flames coming out of the palace, and the sword had not yet hit Luo Jia's body. I had to vomit blood and I looked back and forth.

If the sword does hit Luo Jia, I am afraid that Luo Jia will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Luo Jia turned pale and flinched. At this moment, he knew that he was no match for Su Wusi.

Watch as the sword strikes his body.

But at this moment, this domineering sword wind suddenly disappeared in the palace. At the same time, the harmonious old man smiled and said: "Su Wusi, even if my disciple is wrong, you don't need your sword to let the tribe teach you." !”

The moment the sound echoed, the flames that had just been cut off by Su Wusi's sword erupted again. The fire that came out this time was about a thousand feet high and almost the entire palace would melt.

Thousands of fires turned into thousands of fire dragons, staring at Su Wusi!

Suus was so frightened that he couldn't help but take two steps. He took out a king-level spirit from his storage bag and looked at the thousands of fire dragons in front of him.

Crash--

At the next moment, thousands of blazing fire dragons suddenly disappeared into the air, and the ground fire also slipped into the gap and disappeared.

From where the fire dragon disappeared, an old man wearing a seven-color robe appeared in front of everyone.

He has a childish face, a kind face, a smile, and a first-class divine atmosphere.

He is Wanbao Zhenjun! ..